Chapter 132

The hundred soul flag was indeed powerful. When it was used, the wind rose everywhere, and the black clouds were covered with ghosts.

All kinds of ghosts are grotesque and ferocious in appearance. They all have exaggerated fangs of grits. They laugh strangely and pounce on Ye Kong.

"Insect carving skills, you barbarian monks, can only do some dead people's articles!" Ye Kong sneered and raised his hand to point to the sword.

"Long!" With Ye Kong's clear reprimand, the small sword magic instrument grew in the wind. It was originally half a foot long, but it grew to two feet in the blink of an eye, and became a huge silver sword.

"Go!"

Ye Kong shouted again, and the little sword flew over the black cloud like a silver spear, and beheaded.

"No! I didn't expect this magic weapon to be so powerful!" Xia Hui was surprised and knew that he couldn't handle the boy. He quickly sacrificed the spiritual shield and stepped on the white bone magic tool. He didn't want the hundred soul flags, so he wanted to escape.

"Xia Daoyou, it's not so easy to leave!" Ye Kong laughed and threw out the seeds of cage grass nourished by spiritual power.

"Ah! What is this? Is this cage grass?" Xia Hui understood the purpose of this spiritual wood, but it was too late.

The boundless Auburn vines grew madly and trapped him in the blink of an eye.

"Hundred soul flag, haha, use your own soul as the master soul!" Ye Kong laughed, pointed to the sword and shouted, "cut!"

This time, the little sword didn't cut into the air, but just like mercury spilling out, it went sideways!

The white light, like pi Lian, swept through the middle of the rectangular coffin. The cage grass, together with the barbarian monk Xiahui inside, were cut in two by the waist!

"Boy, six layers of refining gas is great?" Ye Kong snorted, raised his hand, and summoned the ownerless hundred soul flag.

When the master died, the ghosts in those soul flags immediately retracted. Ye Kong picked up the soul flags and waved them to Xia Hui, who had just died.

This soul flag has a strong attraction for people's souls. It can't be decided whether the other party wants it or not. As long as the souls of people who have just died have not dispersed, they can be sucked in.

"Taoist friends, please forgive me." The barbarian monk's soul turned into a blue fog, resisting the attraction of the soul flag, and he was still begging.

You know, if he is sucked into the soul flag, he will never be able to enter the reincarnation of heaven, and can only become an unconscious ghost for people to drive. Finally, in the battle, others are beaten to the death.

"Hum, do you want reincarnation? Don't the 99 ghosts in the flag want reincarnation? Go in!" Ye kongcai would not be moved by his plea, and the soul flag shook again, drawing the soul of Xia Hui, a barbarian monk, into the flag.

Put the soul flag into the storage bag, and he summoned the flying magic weapon of the beast bone. This is the skull of a low-level spirit beast, which is the size of a palm. When used, it can be larger, just enough for people to stand on their feet.

"Hey, hey, now I have a flying magic weapon." Ye Kong said happily, no wonder everyone wants to kill and seize treasure. It's too easy and the cost is low. If it's not for the failure of deception, ye Kong doesn't need to spend spiritual power at all.

"This kind of garbage is a baby? It's funny." Huangquan Laozu laughed again.

"You're not right. No matter how cheap it is, it's just a good thing." Ye Kong retorted.

"What a fart! You can stand one person's magic weapon, the garbage in the garbage. I had a flying spirit weapon in those days, and hundreds of people standing on it were all right!"

Ye Kong Chi said, "what a hairy thing you are? In our hometown, there is something called an airplane, and ordinary people can fly to heaven!"

"Go, go, don't talk to you."

"Ignorant."

Ye Kong took Xia Hui's waist storage bag again, then threw down several fireballs and burned his body in two.

This barbarian monk is very poor. Ye Kong has been mentally prepared, but opening his storage bag still makes Ye Kong sigh.

"He is an immortal! This is not a poor man, but a poor man!"

There are seven or eight spirit stones, several sets of clothes, a porcelain vase, two jade tablets and nothing else in the storage bag.

"I hope you don't have any expectations. If he were not poor, he wouldn't die so fast." Huangquan said.

"If you are so poor and want to kill people and seize treasure, you will die." Ye Kong put the spirit stone into his storage bag and picked up the jade paper again.

Probe into it with the spirit stone and find that what is recorded in a jade paper is the cultivation skill of the bone spirit gate. The very ordinary skill is far worse than the five elements ascension Sutra.

Then ye Kong picked up another jade paper. What is recorded here is still useful for ye Kong. Inside is the making of hundred soul flags and the method of refining ghosts into fierce ghosts.

However, this is not over. At the end of the jade paper, there is also a material and method for making a soul summoning bag.

Ye Kong didn't notice at first, but he found that there was cage grass in the material needed for this soul summoning bag, which made him pay attention to it. After all, he now has too many cage grass.

"Which is better, the soul flag or the soul summoning bag?" Ye Kong asked.

"Almost. The power depends on the number and level of fierce ghosts and ghosts inside. There is no such a better saying."

Ye Kong understood when he heard this. No wonder he hadn't heard of the soul bag. It turned out that this thing costs a lot and its effect is not better than the soul flag. It's better to find some animal bones and skins to make the soul flag than to spend that effort to make the soul bag.

"But in that case, those two kinds are always a little different, otherwise why there is a method to make the soul summoning bag?" Ye Kong asked again.

"It's a little different." Huangquan's father was well-informed and explained, "as for this soul flag, the absorbed soul needs to be refined to make it a fierce ghost. If you suck too many souls at once, refining one by one will take a lot of time."

"After the soul summoning bag absorbs the souls, there is no need for the master to refine them. After a period of time, those souls will become fierce ghosts themselves. Another difference is that the soul flag can only absorb the souls, or gold elixirs and Yuan Ying, while the soul summoning bag can be loaded into living people and slowly refined to death."

Ye Kong understood and said, "it's better to use a soul summoning bag. For example, if I suck thousands of souls at a time and refine them one by one, it will kill me?"

Huang Quan said with a smile, "you're stupid. Although refining one by one is troublesome, it doesn't take much time for those high-level monks. Even if it's a hundred thousand soul flags, it will take only ten years to refine them."

"Although this evocative bag doesn't need your hands, it takes a long time. If a very low-level soul is refined manually, it can be done by raising its hand. If you put it in the evocative bag, it will take 77 to 49 days to become a fierce ghost."

"Wow! For so long, a fierce ghost will take 49 days!" Ye Kong has lost interest in this soul summoning bag. This time is too long. It takes 4900 days to practice a hundred soul bag. It's too chicken ribs. If you really want to do this thing, you don't need it at all if the hundred soul bag comes out.

Huangquan thought about it and said, "but this soul summoning bag is not useless. In these 49 days, the soul has been tortured by all kinds of pain, and the fierce ghost turned out is more ferocious. Moreover, when facing the enemy, it is fiercer than the ghost in the soul flag."

"Oh." Ye Kong nodded, put the jade paper back into the storage bag, and took out the porcelain bottle, "Hey, Lao Zu, come out, help me see, what pill is this?"

Originally, ye Kong thought that this guy must take the opportunity to raise conditions, but he didn't expect that people's consciousness was still very high. Without saying anything, Huang Quan came out quickly and poured out the white elixir in the porcelain vase.

Huang Quan, a little disappointed in his eyes, put the pill back into the porcelain bottle and threw it back to Ye Kong.

"The solid foundation accompanies the yuan category, and the inferior nature and chemistry pill, you can eat it." Huang Quan said, stretching and drilling back to the sword.

Ye Kong certainly knows why huangquan ancestor was disappointed, but now he has no choice. Since the ancestor didn't say, he didn't say either.

"Don't hurry away, Grandpa. I can eat it. How many pills a day?" Ye Kong weighed the porcelain vase, which looked like about fifty.

"Take one, you can improve the speed of cultivation. When you feel that the speed is slow, take another." The lazy voice of the ancestor of the yellow spring came.