Chapter 658 Chang Ling.
Chapter 658 Chang Ling.
Playing the flute only helps them better control the evil spirit to attack, but as long as they cover the enemy camp with the evil spirit, they have already won half the victory. As long as they persist for a period of time and let the evil spirit erode the enemy, they will be successful.
During this period of time, you just need to hide well, protect yourself, and avoid being eroded by evil spirits and attacks from enemy Taoists.
But although the idea was good, it was only after actual use that they realized how terrifying the power of this ghost octagon was.
Taoist Guye's first battle was barely successful, but because he struggled for half an hour, problems arose with the evil-averting treasure on his body, causing evil spirits to enter his body and causing considerable damage.
After this battle, he will not be able to fight again in the short term, and his body may even be left with hidden dangers.
The others were horrified when they saw this and wanted to back off immediately, but the current situation prevented them from doing so. After all, when working under someone else, they often had no control over their own actions.
And encouraged by the longevity pill, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and go on.
As a result, Taoist Jingfang suffered the same fate as Taoist Guye, with evil spirit entering his body. This shows the power of the ghost xun.
During the third evil fight, something even more unusual occurred. The agreed time had passed on the battlefield, but the air was still filled with murderous aura. Apart from that, there was no movement at all.
It was a sunny day, and in early winter, the wind was bitingly cold.
This was a battle with the Qingzhou forces. The other side sent out more than ten Taoists, while they only sent out one person.
The one who went into battle this time was Taoist Zhan Yang. His Taoist skills were not as good as Gu Ye and Jing Fang, so it was not too surprising that there were some mistakes.
Looking at the black fog that had been motionless for a long time, many people began to get anxious. A group of Taoists were discussing how to deal with it, but none of them were sure they could successfully bring back Zhan Yang and Gui Xun.
At this moment, Gao Zi held a thick black umbrella for Si He to block the sunlight.
Si He looked at the thick black fog and evil spirit that filled a large area in front of her. After a while, she turned to look at Yue Fuli beside her and said, "Husband, I'll go take a look."
Seeing him frown, Si He added, "I won't do anything. I'll just take back the ghost xiao depending on the situation."
So, Yue Fuli said: "Be careful, don't force it."
Si He smiled lightly, "Okay."
After saying that, she raised her hand, took the big umbrella, and walked into the black fog.
The cold wind blew her cloak rustling.
She walked into the black fog alone, her bright red cloak standing out against the backdrop of the fog.
The heavy black umbrella blocked most of her figure, blocking the golden sunlight, which only illuminated the hem of her cloak.
She walked alone into the black fog, as if stepping into a gloomy and mysterious place.
After a while, she and her figure disappeared in the black fog.
There was a whistling sound in the black fog, and the wind was much colder than outside. But if you listened carefully to the sound, it would sound like the screams of wandering souls, which was very creepy.
After walking into the black fog, the talisman on Si He's waist began to shake, and the runes on the talisman even lit up a faint light.
This time, Si He used the talisman to defend against evil spirits, trying her best to prevent the evil spirits from stimulating the breath in her body. However, this could only last for a short time. After all, the talisman was omnipotent, and in this thick black fog of evil spirits, the effect of the talisman was limited.
However, this short period of time was enough for her.
After entering the range of the black fog, Si He put away his umbrella, narrowed his eyes and felt the location of the ghost flute, then he tiptoed, jumped up, and quickly headed towards the place where the evil spirit was the strongest.
In the black fog, in addition to many evil ghosts, there is also an invisible "ghost wall" blocking the way.
But Si He was very familiar with this and easily passed through the invisible barrier. The ghosts around her were also familiar with her breath and did not attack her.
After a while, Si He came to where the ghost flute was, and saw that Taoist Zhan Yang was lying on the ground, seemingly seriously injured. The ghost flute fell to the ground beside him. The rich and strong evil spirit was slowly eroding the treasure on his body. At this moment, there was also a subtle evil spirit entering his body from his nose along with his breath.
Si He then opened the umbrella again and squatted down, preparing to put away the ghost flute. However, her hand was only halfway extended when she suddenly paused.
She looked up and saw a figure in the sunset slowly approaching through the invisible 'ghost wall'.
It’s Chang Ling!
This guy actually took to the court himself!
Si He's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of coldness, but she soon retracted her gaze and continued to reach out to the ghost xun on the ground.
She first sealed the mouth of the ghost xiao with a stopper. The next moment, the evil spirits around it suddenly surged up and quickly retreated from several small round holes on the xiao. In just a moment, the black fog in the sky disappeared and the sky returned to clarity.
She then picked up the ghost xiao and added another layer of sealing, and the evil spirit of the ghost xiao disappeared without a trace.
She stood up and looked forward, and saw Chang Ling standing three meters away from her, looking at her with deep eyes.
"Amitabha, your wanton killing with weapons is against the will of heaven."
He spoke of her crimes calmly, his demeanor seemingly indifferent, but with a hint of defensiveness.
Now there was no black fog blocking the view, and the sunlight shone down, and Chang Ling's body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light, making him look more like a great monk.
Si He held an umbrella to block the sunlight, glanced at Chang Ling, and then looked behind him. The enemy was waiting a thousand meters away. Most of the people escaped this time, and it was obvious that Chang Ling had made the greatest contribution.
She glanced at the densely packed enemy troops, then retracted her gaze and looked back at Chang Ling. She also spoke calmly, "So the mage has long since defected to the Chen family of Qingzhou. Did it start when he obtained the Longevity Pill outside Tianshan Mountain?"
She changed the subject and walked forward somewhat nonchalantly as she spoke.
Chang Ling watched her approach and immediately took a few steps back warily. The indifferent look on his face faded, revealing his defensiveness.
Si He couldn't help but smile, "Master, are you so afraid of me taking action?"
She stopped, then squatted down and picked up a bronze talisman on the ground. This thing should belong to Taoist Zhan Yang, because there were no other Taoist corpses around.
Chang Ling relaxed a little when he saw that she was just picking up things, and then heaved a barely perceptible sigh of relief. "Amitabha."
"The mage said that what I did was against the will of heaven. Then what is his purpose in selling longevity pills?"
As Si He spoke, she put the ghost flute into the small lotus cage and tied it around her waist.
This action also shows that she has no intention of using this weapon for the time being.
Chang Ling lowered his guard slightly upon seeing this, but because of her words, his expression became more complicated.
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