Fei Linghua looked at this scene with disbelief.
Ji Wanqing has evil thoughts comparable to those at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage, but now she is trapped by this group of guys whose strength is only at the ninth level of the Dan Formation stage. How is this possible
no!
I can't let Liangchen and my disciples die in vain! !
Fenglinghua's eyes flashed with madness, and she immediately stood up and stared at the petite figure.
"Fuck me." Her figure moved, and she attacked Luo Xiaoman with all her strength.
At this moment, Mo Yuan, who had been guarding Luo Xiaoman, stepped in front of Fei Linghua, and then punched her back.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spat out.
The Fengling flower fell to the ground, with disheveled hair, looking like a madman.
"I won't give in, I won't give in!! You monster, you should kill them."
"Roar!!" Ji Wanqing was also angry, let out a shrill roar, and struggled wildly.
The aura on her body became more and more fierce, and she seemed to be affected by Fei Linghua's resentment, making her even more manic.
"No, we can't hold it back anymore!!" Luo Mushan was solemn and shouted to Luo Xiaoman: "Little Ancestor, if you have any bad ideas, please use them quickly."
"Okay!" Luo Xiaoman's figure moved and he rushed forward quickly.
She raised her hand and grasped the demon-conquering pestle inserted into Ji Wanqing's chest. She focused her eyes deeply and pulled it out with all her strength.
"Haha, you can't pull it out." Feng Linghua stared at Luo Xiaoman ferociously and said mockingly: "This is the Demon-Subduing Pestle. Once..."
"Once you release your own seal, it will merge with the evil spirit and be difficult to pull out, right?" Luo Xiaoman stared deeply and muttered, "You can both subjugate demons and possess them. Is this what you call the right path?"
"You, how do you know the secret of Subduing the Demonic Pestle?" Fei Linghua's eyes widened and she looked at Luo Xiaoman in disbelief.
Luo Xiaoman squinted over and said calmly: "Not only do I know this secret, I also know how to use the Demon-Conquering Pestle."
Suddenly, a surge of energy surged out, and in conjunction with the spell from Luo Xiaoman's mouth, the Demonic Pestle suddenly burst out with power, absorbing Ji Wanqing's resentment in reverse.
"No, it's impossible! How can you, a six-year-old child, know how to use the Demonic Pestle?" Fei Linghua shook her head repeatedly, unable to believe the fact before her.
However, Jiang Mo Pei is indeed absorbing Ji Wanqing's resentment.
As her resentment is absorbed, her power continues to weaken.
"Come out!!" Luo Xiaoman shouted lowly and exerted all his strength.
With a bang, the Demon-Conquering Pestle was pulled out alive.
Ji Wanqing, who was struggling, trembled, seemed to have lost her support, and fell heavily to the ground.
Luo Xiaoman held the Demon-Conquering Pestle and turned to look at Fenglinghua, whose face was ashen.
"The purpose of refining this demon-subduing pestle was not only to suppress evil spirits, but also to absorb the resentment of evil spirits to achieve the purpose of improving yourself."
She glared and said disdainfully: "Do you think Xuanzong only has one Mr. Xuan?"
"Nonsense!!" Fenglinghua trembled and argued: "Our Xuanzong is one of the ten major sects and is a revered existence respected by the world."
"Hahaha." Luo Xiaoman laughed, with hatred in his eyes. "But, in my eyes, you righteous people are worse than the evil twelve palaces."
(End of chapter)