Luo Xiaoman frowned, feeling something was wrong here, but it was too late to call Zhu Ying.
"Xiao Qiqi, fight quickly!" In order to avoid long nights and dreams, it is better to deal with Rakshasa as soon as possible.
"Okay!" Yan Qi frowned, raised his hand, and summoned the Demon Sealing Pestle again to trap the Rakshasa again.
"Give it to me, town!"
"Roar!!" Rakshasa roared angrily, and the black energy surging all over his body hit these demon-sealing pestles.
However, the demon-sealing pestle that had just shown its power was knocked out, and Rakshasa's momentum became stronger and stronger.
"What's going on?" Yan Qi's eyes widened and he looked at Rakshasa in surprise, "Why is his resentment getting stronger and stronger?"
"Bastard, bastard, bastard!!" There were several bastards in a row, and the Rakshasa's face had been completely distorted and deformed. "I, the great Rakshasa, was almost wiped out by you little brats. It is simply unforgivable."
"Not good!" Luo Qingyi's pupils shrank and he exclaimed: "He is going to become resentful!"
This feeling is so familiar, exactly the same as the frost fangs and Ji Wanqing's aura.
The most terrifying thing is that the Rakshasa in front of him is the incarnation of evil spirits. Once he becomes resentful, his strength will be greatly improved.
"If you want to turn your resentment away, you have to ask me if I agree." Yan Qi squinted his eyes, a cold look on his face, "I am a spell master who specializes in restraining evil things!"
Suddenly, flags were spread out by him, divided into eight directions, and inserted into the ground.
Seeing this, Luo Qinghen's eyes lit up. This was also the magic weapon he had refined, the eight-sided exquisite flag.
Although the time is rushed and a bit rough, the power cannot be underestimated!
Yan Qi couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, he was more cautious and let Luo Qinghen refine these flags. Otherwise, he would not be able to suppress the Rakshasa who was about to turn into a resentful person.
Buzz!
A heavy aura rippled out, and the eight flags burst out with a stream of light, which was divided into eight directions and shot into Rakshasa's body.
With the suppression of these rays of light, Rakshasa's resentment was also suppressed bit by bit, and the black energy continued to shrink.
Seeing this, Luo Xiaoman couldn't help but sigh to himself. As expected of a spell master, he had other skills to deal with these evil things, unlike how they were dealing with evil thoughts at that time.
Swish, swish, swish!
Just when Rakshasa was about to be completely suppressed, black shadows flew out and rushed towards the eight exquisite flags.
"What?!" Yan Qi's mind trembled, and he saw these black figures pulling out the flags, devouring them, and biting them into pieces.
"Stone puppet?!" Luo Qinghen frowned and looked at these black figures with a look of surprise, but they were all like little people like newborn babies.
Their bodies are sharp and angular, and they look like puppets carved out of stone and driven by magic.
Although these stone puppets are the same puppets as his general, there are essential differences between them.
The general is driven by mechanisms, but these little puppets are driven by spells. They are much different in terms of power and function.
When Fang Zhong led Zhu Ying away, Ye Xuan hid in the corner and secretly observed the situation ahead.
The moment he saw Rakshasa, a look of greed lit up in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, the second prince would actually arrange for such an evil spirit to be by the third prince's side. If such an evil spirit were to be refined by himself, his power would be absolutely astonishing.
(End of chapter)