"Ah ha!"

Liu Ping let out a roar from his mouth, and a long sword in his hand stretched out, and his figure hit Zhu Lingwu like a ball of flame.

The strength of the ninth level of martial arts in the acquired realm burst out, like a wave of flames rolling out of thin air. The ghost energy that was originally permeated by Zhu Lingwu suddenly spread out to the surroundings under the blowing of the hot energy emitted by the Red Flame Xuan Power.

Then, Liu Ping cut the first knife at the five Xuanming ghost claws entangled at the tail, which just blocked between Zhu Lingwu and Liu Ping.

The scorching knife power condensed the blazing qi and blood power released from Liu Ping's body, and seemed to have added a few sharp sword energy made by a long sword breaking through the air. The five Xuanming ghost claws did not dare to block them, and they immediately spread out like five flying snakes.

Zhu Lingwu took the opportunity to roll down the ground and rushed towards Liu Ping. At the same time, he turned all the current he could summon into a power grid, blocking him behind him.

As if in the blink of an eye, everything changed. Zhu Lingwu finally escaped from the siege of the five Xuanming ghost heads and fled behind Liu Ping.

The long sword in Liu Ping's hand then slashed at the five Xuanming ghost heads that were chasing him several times, and the five Xuanming ghost heads had to dodge around.

It seems that this so-called Xuanming Ghost Head is really a low-level magic weapon, so when he encountered the scorching energy emitted by the Red Flame Xuan Gong practiced by Liu Ping, coupled with the sharp sword energy brought by the long sword, he did not dare to force the enemy for a while.

The sword energy swept around the room. Zhu Lingwu had been fighting for a long time, but the room was still intact. It suddenly turned into ruins under the destruction of the sword energy.

Flames even ignited in many places, which shows how high the red flame power released by Liu Ping's Red Flame Xuan Gong is.

With Liu Ping blocking in front and slashing with a long sword in his hand, the five Xuanming ghost heads and the five Xuanming ghost claws spit out from their mouths were forced several meters away.

But I don’t know if it was the effect of the talisman or some other force. Apart from the wall where Liu Ping came, the other wooden walls in the room actually withstood the powerful knife force like Liu Ping’s demolition.

Then among the five Xuanming ghost claws, a red ghost claw suddenly flew to the front, and his palms opened and retracted. The firepower that had originally scattered in the room actually condensed into the ghost claws.

Even the power of Red Flame condensed by Liu Ping on the long sword was driven by the Xuanming ghost claws to be absorbed by the Xuanming ghost claws.

Liu Ping's face changed. This magic weapon used by Qi Refiners is not something that mortal warriors like him can compete for a long time. Now this red Xuanming ghost claw seems to have a certain degree of restraint on his red flame power.

Liu Ping could only rely on the power of the long sword in his hand to temporarily prevent the red Xuanming ghost claw from approaching him, but without the power of red flame, the Xuanming ghost heads could drive the ghost energy to spread to Liu Ping again.

The other four Xuanming ghost claws entangled the rear tails again, connected the red Xuanming ghost claws, and slowly approached Liu Ping. The ghost claws that seemed to be virtual and solid were also trying to grab the long sword in Liu Ping's hand.

"Young Master, go away! These ghostly things are flat, and you can only block them for a while!"

Liu Ping couldn't help but shouted to Zhu Lingwu in a little frightened manner, saying that he had no choice but to these demonic magic weapons.

At this time, Zhu Lingwu had already arrived beside the pharmacist Meng. The pharmacist Meng was lying on the ground, twitching all over, but he still couldn't see whether he was dead or alive.

Before Liu Ping shouted, Zhu Lingwu also knew that the current crisis had not yet passed. If the five Xuanming ghost heads were not solved, I am afraid that a tragedy would happen in Yeliuyi today.

The five or six thousand people who came together this time were able to survive under the invasion of the ghost energy released by these Xuanming ghost heads, and he was afraid that he would have to flee around under the pursuit of these Xuanming ghost heads.

To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell must also be tied. Since these five Xuanming ghost heads were released by Meng Yaoshi, we must find the root cause in Meng Yaoshi and find a way to solve them.

So after letting himself breathe and calming his heartbeat, Zhu Lingwu immediately lifted the collar of the pharmacist Meng's neck, and then pulled out a talisman-like jade pendant from it.

"This should be the protective treasure that just released the yellow light to protect the pharmacist Meng."

Zhu Lingwu thought in his heart, and then pulled the jade pendant off the neck of the pharmacist Meng. Fortunately, the jade pendant was tied to the neck of the pharmacist Meng with a red rope and broke it as soon as it was pulled.

Afterwards, Zhu Lingwu slapped another palm on the forehead of the Medicine Master Meng without hesitation. This time he didn't use the power of the Thunder Palm, but just used the thousand-pound divine power that his body originally had.

"Bang, click!"

The head of the pharmacist Meng was slapped by Zhu Lingwu's palm, and his originally twitching body paused.

Then Zhu Lingwu made a strange move. He reached out and pressed his hand on the forehead of the Medicine Master Meng, as if he was doing some ritual for the Medicine Master Meng.

Outsiders couldn't understand what Zhu Lingwu was doing, but the little white fox was in the corner, his eyes were secretly flashing, watching Zhu Lingwu's every move.

It could see that the soul of the Medicine Master Meng was pulled out from his forehead by Zhu Lingwu, and then entered Zhu Lingwu's body, but part of the soul of the Medicine Master Meng was still left in his head.

The little white fox didn't know what Zhu Lingwu was doing at first, but soon it seemed as if it understood something. Looking at Zhu Lingwu's figure, a complex look inevitably showed in his flashing eyes.

Suddenly, the little white fox seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes couldn't help but sweep around, as if he wanted to escape in the chaos.

But before the little white fox could do anything, Zhu Lingwu made a new move over there. He seemed to be very familiar with taking out a small copper pot from the sleeve of the right sleeve of the pharmacist Meng.

This small copper pot looks very simple. At first glance, it looks like a fist-sized copper gourd, with many different rune inscriptions carved on the outer surface of the copper pot.

The lid of the copper pot is now open, with a thin blood-colored chain connecting one end to a small ear on the bottle neck of the copper pot, and the other end to a lid carved into the shape of a mysterious ghost head.

The beautiful and vivid carved in the lid of this pot seems to hide a strong ghost spirit in the copper skeleton on the lid, and there is also a slight strange light.

Listening to Liu Ping's shouting over there, Zhu Lingwu calmly stretched out his right index finger and bit it hard.

Then a drop of essence and blood was forced out of his fingers and landed on the skull-like lid of the copper pot. Soon the drop of essence and blood seemed to merge into the ghost energy inside the lid, and a strange light in the lid of the pot could be vaguely seen flashing a bloody color.

After a few more breaths, Zhu Lingwu showed joy on his face, and then he released a soul thought and connected it to the lid of the pot, holding the small copper pot and facing the five Xuanming ghost heads over there.

"receive!"
Chapter completed!