The next moment, countless ghosts emerged from the demon monks' ghost banners, like a tide, and rushed towards Qing Hui;

Qing Hui's body turned suddenly, and the gray-black clouds under his feet immediately turned into black smoke, almost merging with the ghost. He pinched his hands to make a spell, and a strange rune appeared in front of him, and then turned into black light, like a rain of swords, shooting towards the ghost rapidly.

The ghosts were hit by the black light one after another, and they immediately let out heart-wrenching screams. However, this did not stop their attacks, and countless ghost claws and ghost knives rushed towards Qinghui.

Qing Hui sneered, and his figure instantly turned into a black shadow, easily dodging those attacks. He suddenly made a move, and countless black lines suddenly appeared in his hands, wrapping around the bodies of several ghosts like snakes, binding them tightly.

Qinghui flicked his finger, and the black line suddenly tightened. The ghosts screamed immediately and turned into black smoke and dissipated in the air. Qinghui's eyes were cold, and he pinched the magic formula again, and a black light gushed out and shot towards the other ghosts.

Seeing this, the ghosts howled and tried to escape from Qinghui's attack range. However, Qinghui's speed was faster than they imagined, and the black light was like a storm, defeating them one by one.

"Impossible, you can actually withstand the soul-devouring ghosts!" The demon cultivator showed a look of shock on his face. He could not believe what he saw. Qinghui alone could kill so many ghost soldiers. His strength was beyond his imagination.

"Ten thousand ghosts devouring souls? Haha." Qing Hui showed a cold smile on his face and said softly: "Today I will let you see what it means to devour souls!"

The next moment, a huge Taotie phantom emerged from behind Qinghui. It opened its huge mouth, and a powerful suction instantly sucked the surrounding ghosts into it. The Taotie phantom instantly became larger and more powerful.

"Devouring Taotie?" The demon cultivator's face suddenly became even uglier. This was the power of Qinghui's domain. Although it was just an illusion, its combat power was almost no different from that of the real Taotie beast. The thousands of ghost shadows released by the demon cultivator could never be its opponent.

"You forced me to do this!" The demon cultivator stared at Qinghui with a fierce look on his face.

After that, the demon cultivator bit his finger and wiped it towards the ghost flag. In an instant, blood filled the air. The demon cultivator growled, "Kill this man in front of you, and I will set you free!"

"That's what you said." A low voice sounded from the ghost flag. The next moment, a gust of cold wind blew, and a ghost wearing armor and holding a long sword emerged from the ghost flag. As soon as this ghost appeared, the temperature around him dropped by more than ten degrees, and even snow, frost and ice appeared.

"Ghost King?" A look of surprise appeared on Qinghui's face. He didn't expect that he would encounter a king-level powerful undead creature in this remote fishing village!

“You little glutton, you dare to be so violent?” The ghost’s eyes were red as he stared at the huge glutton shadow behind Qing Hui. He said in a muffled voice, “I’m standing right here. Let’s see whether you swallow me or I kill you with one blow!”

After saying that, the ghost shook off the tattered and rusty armor on his body, brandished a long sword, and floated towards Qinghui;

Qing Hui looked serious, and controlled the Taotie phantom to fight with the ghost king, but secretly took off the golden ring from his neck. ; This golden ring is engraved with countless fine golden runes. If you look closely, these runes are combined to form an eight-diagram pattern; the eight-diagram dragon trap! This is the fairy-level top-grade spiritual weapon that Qing Hui obtained in this secret realm of the Great Dao; "Life or death, it all depends on this time!" Qing Hui looked at the ghost flags in the hands of the ghost king and the demon monks, and a ferocious look appeared on his face. He thought to himself: "If you win, you will ascend to heaven on the spot. If you die, everything will be over. Let's fight!"

After thinking about it, Qing Hui directly threw the Eight Diagrams Dragon Trapping Circle towards the Ghost King;

"The Eight Trigrams of Heaven and Earth, to imprison the soul and lock the spirit, to suppress!" Qinghui bit her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood towards the Eight Trigrams Dragon Trapping Circle in mid-air. In an instant, all the blood was absorbed by the array disk. For a moment, the array disk glowed, and a huge Eight Trigrams array diagram appeared in the void.

However, the next moment, a terrifying suction force suddenly emerged from the center of the Bagua formation. The Ghost King's figure swayed slightly, his face changed drastically, and he struggled to stabilize his body in mid-air.

However, the next moment, the Bagua formation diagram began to slowly rotate! Life, death, Du, Jing, injury, shock, rest, open!

Eight gates shining with golden light surrounded the Ghost King and imprisoned him in mid-air.

At this time, the Ghost King could no longer keep his body steady. He roared madly, his body twisted and deformed, and was dragged into the center of the formation little by little!

"It's done!" Qinghui showed a look of surprise in her eyes.

At this time, the center of the Bagua Dragon Trapping Circle was pitch black, looking like a bottomless abyss, making people feel as if they were being sucked in. A ghostly figure loomed in the dark chaos, struggling desperately to break free;

Qinghui's apostle profession is actually a ghost control master, and his professional talent is an enhanced version of the ghost control technique. By chance, he became the disciple of this old monk in this secret realm of the avenue, and was very lucky to embark on the Xuanmen ghost path and become a Xuanmen ghost cultivator.

However, this Bagua Dragon Trapping Circle is Qinghui's most important life-saving item. It can capture undead creatures, imprison them in the circle, and corrode them with magic power day and night. After they are subdued, they can become Qinghui's undead puppets.

The only drawback of the Bagua Dragon Trapping Circle is that it can only trap one undead creature at a time and cannot trap more than two at the same time. Moreover, the grade of the trapped undead creature cannot be too high, otherwise, there is a high chance that the undead creature will escape!

In the dark chaos in the middle of the dragon trap circle, black mist kept surging out, and it seemed that it could not trap the ghost king for too long;

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The Ghost King is very powerful, a true king-level creature. Qinghui has already prepared herself mentally for the Ghost King to escape and the Bagua Dragon-Trapping Circle to be destroyed. But no matter what, the Bagua Dragon-Trapping Circle should have no problem trapping the Ghost King for a cup of tea.

Qinghui was going to use this cup of tea to snatch the ghost flag from the demon cultivator in front of him. Once he obtained the demon cultivator's ghost flag, Qinghui would no longer worry about the Ghost King escaping from the Bagua Dragon Trapping Circle.

Seeing the Ghost King trapped, Qing Hui suddenly smiled, and without hesitation, he jumped up and continued to pounce on the demon cultivator;

Having lost the connection with the Ghost King, the middle-aged demon cultivator's face changed drastically. He snorted coldly and continued to wave the ghost flag in his hand. However, at this moment, alarm bells rang in the middle-aged demon cultivator's heart. Suddenly, there was a whistling sound behind his head. Looking back, he saw a flying sword stabbing towards him. The demon cultivator had to interrupt the skill he was about to release and waved the ghost flag in his hand towards the flying sword. At this moment, Qinghui's eyes lit up and he pinched his ten fingers. In an instant, countless black rays burst out from his palms. Each ray of black light shone with a metallic luster, like a giant net, covering the demon cultivator!

"Aurora Sword Net!" Qinghui shouted softly, and in an instant, the black sword light directly penetrated the body of the middle-aged demon cultivator, and the demon cultivator's body was instantly pierced into a torn pocket.

"You, you..." The demon cultivator held up the ghost flag, slowly turned around, pointed at Qinghui, his face full of disbelief.

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