To put it bluntly, these inconspicuous Yin soldiers in the Underworld were all Cultivation like the Ghost Servants. This was also the reason why after a person died and went down to the Underworld, they couldn't do anything at all. Any random Yin soldier had such a high Cultivation. After a person died and lost his flesh, he became weak. How could he defeat them?
Fortunately, Du Feng didn't die, nor did he lose his flesh. He held the Black Dragon Sword in his hand and was ready to kill. After all, this was not a formation that he had set up, so he couldn't interfere with the Yin soldiers' actions through the formation eye. He could only rely on force to break through.
"Die!"
Before Du Feng could make a move, the ghost servant rushed out first. He wanted to perform well in front of his master, and those Yin soldiers were a great tonic for him. The nine golden skulls on the bone blade in his hand kept howling, as if they were cheering for the ghost servant.
A team of fifteen Yin soldiers, three people in a row, stood in five rows. They were all silent. When they saw the ghost servant rushing up, they raised the black spears in their hands and stabbed them upwards. Each spear shot out a stream of Yin Qi, and the 15 streams of Yin Qi gathered together to form a black rope that was as thick as a calf. The rope then shot toward the Ghost Servant.
"Slash!"
The ghost servant didn't want to be outdone and slashed down with his blade. After all, he was a ghost cultivator and had trained for a long time. Even under the same Cultivation, his combat strength was still stronger than the Yin soldiers. However, he didn't expect that his waist would be wrapped by the black rope as soon as he slashed out.
"Oh no, it's the Soul Arresting Chain!"
As soon as he was wrapped by the Soul Arresting Chain, the ghost servant felt that the ghost energy in his body was constantly flowing away. His head was also buzzing, and he could faint at any time. He wanted to show off in front of his master, but he didn't expect to be tied up by the Yin soldiers before he could even touch Meng Po's clothes. This time it was over, the Soul Arresting Chain was specialized in capturing ghosts, and he couldn't escape no matter what.
"Creak, creak …"
At the critical moment, the nine golden skulls activated the automatic rescue function. They all flew down from the golden hoop and bit the Soul Arresting Chain that was as thick as a calf. As the saying goes, everything in the world has its weakness. The Soul Arresting Chain could lock on ghost cultivators, but it couldn't lock on skeletons. After being bitten by them, a few small holes appeared on the Soul Arresting Chain.
"Come back!"
Du Feng already understood that the ghost servant wouldn't be of much help this time. In the Underworld Killing Formation, Meng Po had a huge advantage. His Red Ghost Armor and Black Dragon wouldn't be of much help. Meng Po was an expert in manipulating Yin energy.
Meng Po was Yang. and Meng Yang Yang Yang Qi. Yang, Arredly, he said it Meng, Ling King Ling, Qi, king Qi, Chen God, Chen Chen, he. Thunder and lightning were extremely Yang, and they were the bane of all kinds of Yin and Demons. Sure enough, this move was effective. The Soul Restraining Chains were directly broken.
"Thank you for saving my life, Master!"
"Chen G", the ghost servant said. Chen World god God... He quickly went back into Du Feng's body, not daring to come out again.
"Yang World," Yang Yang Cultivation. "Li"
Du Feng didn't want to waste time with him. He directly activated the magic power transfer and transferred all the ghost servant's cultivation to himself. Meng Po hadn't even made a move yet, but it was already so difficult. He had to be careful.
"What? You can't bear to let your ghost slave die?"
Meng Po was not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, she grinned, revealing her yellow teeth as she looked at Du Feng. This time, she didn't take the ghost servant seriously at all. Her main target was Du Feng. As long as he caught this brat, he would bring him back to the real Netherworld and teach him a lesson. It would be best if he could go through all the tortures in the eighteen levels of hell. In the end, he would train him into a ghost slave and order him around.
Ghost slaves were different from ghost servants. Ghost servants had their own independent consciousness, but ghost slaves did not. Once a ghost slave became a ghost slave, there would be no such thing as a mind. No matter what he did, he would listen to his master's commands.
"Don't be happy too early. Look at what this is."
The Underworld Killing Formation was too advantageous for Meng Po and the Yin Soldiers. If Du Feng were to fight like this, he would most likely be at a disadvantage. Just now, the ghost servant had already verified the strength of the Yin Soldiers. Du Feng roughly estimated that the fighting strength of Meng Po's clone was already close to the level of the Heaven Seizing Realm.
He suddenly had an idea and took out an item from his bosom. It was the stone tablet that was used to suppress ghost servants in the Thunder Fall Hall. There was an incomprehensible golden word engraved on the stone tablet. It was Sanskrit that was specially used to restrain ghosts.
"Soul Suppressing Monument, why do you have such a thing?"
Seeing this item, Meng Po's pupils constricted. She was also quite shocked. Could it be that Du Feng was related to the Zen Sect? One had to know that the Netherworld had an unwritten agreement with the Zen Sect. After the disciples of the Zen Sect died, their souls would not go to hell, but would be dealt with by the Zen Sect themselves.
If Du Feng was really a disciple of the Zen Sect, then she had no right to bring him to the Netherworld. However, this brat had offended her many times, so she was unwilling to let him go just like that.
What Soul Suppressing Monument? Du Feng vaguely remembered that he had used this stone tablet before, but why didn't he notice anything strange? Wasn't it just an extra Sanskrit? This was basically a word that he had carved out from the stone door. In fact, it had nothing to do with the Soul Suppressing Monument.
However, when he carefully observed it, he also discovered some clues. In the past, this stone tablet only had Sanskrit that had divine energy. The stone itself did not have any soul suppressing effect. However, for some reason, the stone tablet was different this time. The entire stone tablet was emitting a golden light, with a kind of auspicious aura.
"How is it, Brother Du, the effect is not bad, right?"
As soon as the Soul Suppressing Monument appeared, the ghost soldiers seemed to have shrunk, immediately becoming a size smaller. Even the Bridge of Helplessness in front of him became a little narrower. He had to admit that the things of the Zen Sect were indeed professional in restraining ghosts. Just as Du Feng was wondering what was going on, Xiao Hei spoke into his ear.
So it was Xiao Hei's doing. No wonder the stone tablet had an auspicious aura. Thinking about it, he was probably the only thing that could restrain ghosts. Qilins could control fire and lightning, and the Black Qilin was even more of an expert. Don't look at how its current level was not high, it could already play around with the nine six-star black pythons. Du Feng might as well let it out and let it help at the side.
"Brother, I'll help too."
The Wood Spirit lady appeared at the side. Although her combat strength was not strong, her support ability was very strong. The wood elemental energy on her body could purify ghosts very well. After she appeared, even the chilly wind could not blow on Du Feng.
"Oh, right, I still have something good."
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