Just as the Bull Head was about to use its trick, its expression changed, and a Bull Head soul was pulled out of its body with great force and sucked into the twisted maze deep in Qin Yuesheng's spiritual sea.
Having lost his soul, Niu Tou no longer had the strength to move and collapsed to the ground unconscious.
Everything happened in an instant. When the bull head fell to the ground, the golden crescent blade falling from the sky suddenly stopped.
Qin Yuesheng breathed a sigh of relief. If the bull head had not intended to attack his sea of consciousness, thus triggering the twisted maze, this fierce battle tonight would probably be difficult to resolve.
He reached out and pressed the bull's body, activating the decomposition function.
He immediately and easily decomposed the bull monster into pieces on the ground, the number of which was no less than the time when he decomposed Jiang Taicang.
However, Qin Yuesheng had no time to digest these items at the moment. After putting them all into the Mountain Ghost Pearl, he rushed to call the unconscious Huang Ting.
He was the one who caused this, so he must have a solution.
Otherwise, if the Ghost Gate was allowed to remain here, Qin Yuesheng was afraid that a few more ghost soldiers and bull heads would escape and Qingyang City would be in chaos.
Under Qin Yuesheng's manipulation, Huang Ting slowly opened his eyes: "Mr. Qin?"
"Master, your questioning method is too sinister." Qin Yuesheng pointed at the ghost gate and asked, "Why did this thing appear? Get rid of it quickly."
Huang Ting rubbed his temples and immediately pulled out the silver needles from the eunuch's body while chanting a spell.
As the number of silver needles gradually decreased, the Ghost Gate began to dim. When Huang Ting pulled out the last silver needle, the Ghost Gate retracted into the ground and disappeared.
Huang Ting said, "Master Qin, are the little ghosts here this time interesting?"
Hearing his question, it was obvious that he was not unaware of the possibility of things coming out of the gates of hell. Qin Yuesheng immediately said, "What fun! I was almost killed by that bull-headed man. Taoist priest, you should refrain from using such tactics in the future."
"Bull Head?" Huang Ting was stunned, but quickly reacted: "Master Qin, is that the Yin Soldier Bull Head you saw?"
His expression became extremely shocked. Obviously, the fact that the ghost soldier Niu Tou would walk out of the ghost gate was beyond his expectation.
"Yes, is there something wrong with this?" Qin Yuesheng asked.
Huang Ting's expression was one of shock and fear, and he couldn't help but say with a guilty conscience, "The soul-sucking and interrogation technique I just used is to draw on the power of the Netherworld ghosts, so that the soul of the person being interrogated will speak freely without holding back. In return, a ghost will sneak out from the Ghost Gate and suck the soul of the person being interrogated in return for its help.
The person being sucked in won't be harmed at all, but will simply become weak and listless for a short period of time. I've used this technique several times before, but I never expected it to backfire tonight, attracting the demonic forces and nearly causing serious trouble."
Qin Yuesheng said, "What's the difference between the ghost soldiers and the little ghosts? I think the bull-headed one is very powerful and very difficult to deal with."
Huang Ting said seriously, "I'm not sure about this, but the ancient books in the Xiqi Mountain Temple record that the Yin soldiers are so powerful that even masters of the tenth level of internal strength find it difficult to deal with them. Fortunately, the Yin soldier Niutou did not choose to cause chaos in the end, but instead fulfilled his duty and returned to the Ghost Gate."
Qin Yuesheng had a strange look on his face: "What good at duty is back to the ghost gate? I fought with it and killed it directly."
Huangting is sluggish.
After a while.
"You, what did you say? You killed the Yinbing Niutou?!" Huang Ting's voice tone suddenly rose several notes, like singing a high note, which looked particularly funny.
Qin Yuesheng saw Huang Ting, who always acted extremely calm, as if the sky falling would not affect his mood, behave so out of control, so he nodded and said: "Yes, look, that guy's weapon is right here."
Looking at the Yinsha double-pronged fork on the ground, Huang Ting had to believe it honestly even if he didn't believe it.
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