Su Qing held the Soul-Capturing Bell in her hand; the bell's sound was crisp and cold.
The fierce ghosts surged out from the Yin-Yang Banner, but became dizzy and disoriented when they got close to Su Qing. Some of the evil ghosts even lost their way and bared their teeth as they headed in the opposite direction.
Feng Qiao's face was pale; supporting the Yin-Yang Banner was not easy.
The Yin-Yang Banner, a demonic artifact, requires blood to sustain it. Feng Qiao's blood dripped into the Yin-Yang Banner as if it were free, but the vengeful spirits that were trying their best to control it were becoming increasingly powerless.
"Hold on a little longer. She's only at the ninth level of Qi Refining. How much divine sense can she possibly have to manipulate the Soul-Capturing Bell? Once her divine sense is exhausted, that will be her death!" Thinking this, Feng Qiao slashed his arm again, and blood gushed out, all of which was absorbed by the Yin-Yang Banner.
After being nourished by the blood, the vengeful spirit regained its vitality.
Su Qing looked pale, but inwardly she sneered.
She is indeed at the ninth level of Qi Refining now, but in her previous life she was a Nascent Soul cultivator. Although her sea of consciousness is shrouded in a layer of mist, it is still incredibly vast.
A mere Soul-Capturing Bell is no problem to control at all!
"Ring ring!"
As the sound of the Soul-Capturing Bell became more urgent, Feng Qiao's eyes brightened.
"Soon, I won't be able to hold on any longer, will I?" Feng Qiao thought to himself, and then, with a heavy heart, he cut a gash on his other arm.
Although Su Qing's face grew paler and paler, she still held the Soul-Capturing Bell firmly, and the bell continued to emit a clear and melodious sound.
Feng Qiao, however, became increasingly weak and listless.
His arms were covered in cuts and bruises.
The blood had all drained away, and no more could be squeezed out. Several vengeful spirits, bewitched by the Soul-Capturing Bell, even tried to crawl over to Feng Qiao's wounds and suck his blood.
"roll!"
Feng Qiao raised his hand and crushed the two vengeful ghosts into oblivion, but this was only the beginning.
More and more vengeful ghosts, deprived of blood, began to pounce on Feng Qiao.
"Blood, give me blood!"
Feng Qiao killed more than a dozen vengeful ghosts with a wave of his hand, but more and more vengeful ghosts pounced on him again.
Feng Qiao panicked.
A cold smile played on Su Qing's lips.
Nothing a demonic cultivator possesses is simple; this Yin-Yang Banner is one of the most frequently crafted magical artifacts by demonic cultivators.
The Yin-Yang Banner absorbs people's souls, but when used, it requires blood as a catalyst to drive these vengeful spirits.
If the opponent becomes too powerful, the controller will need to use more blood to drive the vengeful spirits. If the controller does not have enough blood to control the vengeful spirits, these spirits will turn against the controller.
That's right, it's become like this now. All the evil spirits that came out of the Yin-Yang Banner have lost control and are rushing towards Feng Qiao to suck his blood.
Feng Qiao's face was contorted with rage; he was now surrounded by the vengeful spirits within the Yin-Yang Banner.
"Get out of my way!"
These vengeful ghosts bit into Feng Qiao's flesh and began to frantically suck his blood. Feng Qiao, who had already lost too much blood, felt dizzy and unsteady on his feet.
We're doomed!
He, Feng Qiao, was actually going to be defeated by a female cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining. He was unwilling to accept it!
Just then, a loud explosion was heard!
"Bang!"
A large group of people suddenly appeared in the courtyard.
"Feng Qiao!"
The person who arrived shouted Feng Qiao's name, but it turned out to be Ye Qingshan.
Not only was Ye Qingshan teleported to Yueling Mountain, but the four elders who were with Ye Qingshan, as well as more than a dozen Ye family disciples, were all standing in the courtyard.
Although they were in a sorry state, they were still capable of fighting.
Su Qing's expression darkened slightly. She had originally planned to deal with Feng Qiao and then leave Yueling Mountain with Ye Qingqing. Unexpectedly, the Ye family members had arrived here via teleportation.
"Feng Qiao?"
Ye Qingshan's expression turned extremely ugly when he saw Feng Qiao, who was entangled by a vengeful ghost and was almost turned into a dried-up human body.
"Help me!"
Feng Qiao hurriedly called for help.
Ye Qingshan dared not be negligent. He swung his sword and knocked away two fierce ghosts. Then, four Foundation Establishment stage elders came to help. In just a short while, all the fierce ghosts on Feng Qiao's body were eliminated, and the Yin-Yang Banner became tattered.
Feng Qiao was barely clinging to life, his face deathly pale.
"Thank you for your help, Brother Ye," Feng Qiao said in a hoarse voice.
Su Qing had already affixed a concealment talisman to her body and moved toward Ye Qingqing on the bed.
All our efforts were in vain!
Alright, now that the Ye family has arrived, she can't kill Feng Qiao anymore. The priority is to rescue Ye Qingqing.
However, Su Qing was too late!
"You bitch! I almost died because of you, and today I'll kill you!"
As he spoke, Feng Qiao, supporting himself, headed toward Ye Qingqing on the bed.
Ye Qingqing was bound and retreated while whimpering.
Seeing this situation, Su Qing realized that it was impossible to take Ye Qingqing away unnoticed; she had no choice but to expose herself. So, she flicked her wrist and threw fifty talismans.
All the talismans were aimed at Feng Qiao's face.
Upon seeing that it was another talisman, Feng Qiao hurriedly retreated. All the talismans were detonated, but no explosion was heard. Instead, thick smoke filled the surrounding area, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
It turns out that this wasn't an explosion talisman, but a smoke talisman drawn by Su Qing to stir up trouble.
Su Qing rushed forward, grabbed Ye Qingqing from the bed, kicked open a window next to her, and leaped out.
"Stop her! You bitch!" Feng Qiao was so shocked that he fell to the ground. Due to excessive blood loss, he was dizzy, his head was spinning, and his whole body was weak, but he still shouted in a hoarse voice.
Ye Qingshan and the four elders were already shrouded in smoke and could not see anything, let alone the other Ye family members.
And so, Su Qing took Ye Qingqing and ran away.
In a secluded courtyard in Fengqiao, Su Qing pulled the object out of Ye Qingqing's mouth.
"Su Qing!" Ye Qingqing couldn't hold back any longer and called out in a choked voice, her eyes filled with tears.
"Qingqing, this is not the place to talk. The smoke talisman can only last for a quarter of an hour. They will catch up soon." Su Qing said, untying all the ropes binding Ye Qingqing and then slipping a spatial ring into her hand.
"This spatial ring contains some talismans and pills, including an invisibility talisman. Each talisman doesn't last long, but don't worry, I've prepared two thousand for you, enough for you to escape Yueling Mountain. After leaving Yueling Mountain, go to Xuanling Town and wait for me!"
"No, Su Qing, I'm with you!" Ye Qingqing grabbed Su Qing's hand.
"Qingqing, your cultivation level is too low right now. It's too dangerous for you to stay here."
"Let's all use invisibility talismans and get out of here!"
"Six Foundation Establishment cultivators can hardly hide our tracks with an invisibility talisman. You go, I'll lure them away. Don't worry, I have defensive magic treasures. Even Core Formation cultivators can't do anything to me, these Foundation Establishment cultivators can't do anything to me! Go to Xuanling Town and wait for me."
As Su Qing spoke, she stuck a teleportation talisman on Ye Qingqing's back and then pushed her out.
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