Thinking of this, the cloaked man gritted his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the soul refining flag.
"Want to leave? Hehe, stop dreaming! Don't even think about leaving today!"
As soon as the words fell, the ghost's face, which was still weak, was suddenly shrouded in a burst of red light, and the sound of crying and howling echoed in the sky and the earth.
The ghost face hovered, suddenly soared into the air, and rushed towards Wuxin again.
The man in the cloak sneered and said, "This time, let me see what else you can do to protect yourself!"
Wuxin couldn't lift one of her arms, her spiritual power was almost exhausted, and her whole body was injured in many places.
Seeing that the fangs of the ghost face were about to swallow Wuxin's head in one gulp, Hexi suddenly raised a ball of golden flame and flew towards the ghost face.
Seeing this scene, the man in the cloak laughed and said, "Ignorant boy, the nigger face is a soul body, how could it be injured by a mere open flame."
But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Because the golden flame touched the ghost's face, it made a scorching sound, and the ghost's face was completely distorted, showing a painful expression, and fled back desperately.
The man in the cloak turned pale with shock, "Spiritual fire? How is this possible? You are only in the foundation building stage, even if you can sacrifice the heavenly fire for your own use, it is absolutely impossible to make the ghost face so painful. You... who are you?"
The black ghost face is a ghost, afraid of all spiritual power attacks, but it can also pollute all spiritual power.
Coupled with the blessing of his blood essence, even if there is really a spirit fire attacking the ghost face, it stands to reason that it will be dissolved by his blood essence.
But the man in the cloak never expected that the spiritual fire released by Hexi lock would have such a high purity of spiritual power.
After the shock, the man in the cloak suddenly burst out laughing, "No matter where your spiritual fire comes from, if you can release such a pure spiritual fire, the degree of solidification of your soul must be much higher than that of ordinary people."
"As long as my Soul Refining Banner devours your soul and that kid's Nascent Soul, it will definitely be ten times stronger than before. Hahaha... It's not a loss this time!"
As soon as the words fell, a black silk thread swirled out of the cloaked man's hand, and before He Xi could react, it had restrained all her movements.
"Tsk tsk, you are my baby now, the best food for my black ghost face. If I let you die, where can I find such a solid soul? Obediently wait for me here, waiting for my ghost face to devour That kid's Nascent Soul, grandpa, I will definitely come and treat you well. Hahaha... "
As he said that, the cloaked figure flickered and rushed towards Wu Xin.
The current Wuxin is just at the end of his strength, he can't even use the Killing Kong Sword, so it is not easy to kill him.
However, just as the figure of the cloaked man flew up, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing towards him.
Hearing a "bang", the man in the cloak felt as if he had hit an iron plate, and he flew upside down, letting out a deep muffled groan.
"Oh, my gourd, my fine wine, all spilled, now all spilled..."
"Bold boy, you dare to spill my fine wine, you must pay me back!"
He Xi was startled, this familiar voice, familiar tone and content...
Sure enough, a wrinkled old man's face suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, and a pungent smell of alcohol rushed over his face.
The old man seemed to see her clearly, and then he laughed loudly and said, "Oh boy, why are you here? What a coincidence, what a coincidence... Seeing that you can't move, is someone bullying you? Tell me, I'll help you beat him."