Qingyi didn't dare to say any more nonsense and quickly turned on the video.

At this moment, the four-legged creature suddenly raised its head, opened its mouth and let out a shrill scream.

Wen Qi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ears and subconsciously used his soul power to protect his ears.

Then, dense and short calls came from underground, as if in response.

Wen Qi lowered his eyes and looked over. Countless strange souls came out from a hole less than one meter in diameter. They were in strange shapes and came in an endless stream.

The big ones are half a person's height, and the small ones are about the size of a ghost baby. Moreover, every ghost is a residual soul, and it is good to have missing arms and legs. Some ghosts have either lost the upper body or the lower body, and there are also headless ghosts and ghosts with only heads left.

But, they are obviously not one and the same and cannot be put together at all.

Qingyi, who was in charge of recording the video, couldn't help but ask, "How many people died? Didn't the Tianshi Association here notice it?"

Wen Qi was extremely angry, but her emotions strangely calmed down. She said in a cold voice: "Every city has beggars and vagrants, even orphans and lonely elderly people. As long as they are alone and have few social connections, no one will care even if they disappear, and no one will even call the police for them."

It took a full five minutes before no more broken souls came out from underground.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Wen Qi was still shocked by the number of souls in front of him. A rough estimate was that there were more than ten, and these were just the remaining experimental "materials".

Xuye is really crazy. The sins he committed are enough to make him reincarnate in the eighteen levels of hell until his soul can no longer hold on and he dies.

Although these broken ghosts had lost their consciousness, their instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm was still there. After coming out, they did not dare to attack Wen Qi and Qing Yi, and all of them rushed out of the room around them.

Wen Qi held the mantra in one hand and silently chanted the mantra of rebirth, trying to send as many people away as possible. At the same time, he stared at the Sibu Xiang, waiting for his next move.

There were too many ghosts, so Qingyi also began to silently chant with Wen Qi. As a spirit, her speed of salvation was not as fast as Wen Qi's, but she could still help a little.

The four-legged creature flapped its wings, and a cold wind suddenly blew up in the room, blowing the broken ghost everywhere.

Wen Qi frowned slightly and looked at the Sibu Xiang carefully. Did this guy have intelligence? He summoned so many residual souls just to keep her busy and not have time to disturb him to get familiar with his newly grown wings?

If so, has Xuye's experiment really reached the final stage? Wen Qi thought about it and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She and Xuye had never talked about the content of the experiment at all. She still didn't know what purpose Xuye wanted to achieve by fusing souls.

In just a moment, the four-legged beast quickly got familiar with its new wings, and rushed towards Wen Qi with a fierce flap! Wen Qi's eyes were stern, and there was no time to save the remaining souls, so he could only send them all away first. If they stayed, they would die sooner or later.

At the moment when this group of residual souls left the room, the Heavenly Master Association of JH City discovered the sudden appearance of evil energy. The Heavenly Masters immediately set out and flew towards that side on their magic weapons.

The underworld also became suspicious because of the sudden arrival of several incomplete souls, and immediately sent local ghost messengers to investigate the situation.

When the ghost received the news, he was still a hundred miles away. He had already sensed the thick yin energy there and was rushing there quickly. When he learned that a group of broken souls had already been sent down, he was so angry that he cursed.

Officials from both the Yin and Yang worlds have been mobilized, but distant water cannot quench immediate thirst, so Wen Qi has to rely on himself for now, oh, and Fan Xiaoling.

Wen Qi used his mace to hit the folded wings of the four-legged beast, then used the force to retreat from the house, shouting, "Fan Xiaoling! Help the dead souls to rest in peace!"

Fan Xiaoling, who was still diligently drawing the lightning-attracting talisman, was stunned. Without asking any more questions, she put down her pen, picked up her backpack and got off the bus. She took a deep breath, chanted the mantra for rebirth, and took out yellow paper from her backpack and scattered it around.

For a moment, the sky was filled with flying yellow papers. The surrounding souls were instinctively attracted by the yellow papers, gathered around Fan Xiaoling, and then were sent away one by one.

Fan Xiaoling's soul power was not low, but due to the effects of her illness and the large number of souls around her, she only recited a few times before she began to gasp for air. "How many more are there?"

Wen Qi took the time to look back and said angrily: "The soul is not missing at all! Fan Xiaoling, don't be lazy!"

Fan Xiaoling felt very aggrieved. She was not lazy at all! And she clearly felt that she had sent away a lot of ghosts! How many ghosts were there around? !

Here, Wen Qi discovered that this Sibu Xiang was not just resistant to beatings. She had used all her strength. Every time the Bagua Mace landed on him, it brought a heavy muffled sound and purified a dark ghost energy at the same time. However, the Sibu Xiang was hit by more than a dozen times, but he looked as if he was not hurt at all and not even his skin was hurt.

Wen Qi had a hunch that something was wrong, but there were too many wronged souls around, and she couldn't use lightning, so she could only continue to beat him dryly. At most, she wrapped a layer of soul power on the Bagua Mace. The power was indeed a little stronger, at least it could make the Sibu Xiang scream, but it still couldn't really hurt him.

What exactly went wrong? Wen Qi mobilized her soul power to look carefully, and the golden light in her eyes overflowed, dyeing her eyes pure gold.

Finally! She looked through the soul of Sibu Xiang and saw the talisman buried deep in his soul. It was a teleportation talisman, which was used to continuously transmit Yin Qi to Sibu Xiang. As long as the Yin Qi continued, Sibu Xiang would never die.

After finding the key point, Wen Qi's attacks became more fierce, but the Sibu Xiang's defense was not so easy to break, especially its wings, which were too flexible and too hard. When closed, they were like a protective shell, and the Bagua Mace hitting it was like hitting a drum.

Apart from the loud noise, there was no actual harm.

Wen Qi glanced at Fan Xiaoling again, but there was still not much progress, which meant that she still couldn't use more lethal attack spells. She pursed her lips and shouted, "Qing Yi! Cooperate with me!"

Upon hearing this, Qingyi handed the phone to Guiying and asked him to find a high place to continue recording. Then he twisted his body, took out an oil-paper umbrella and rushed up.

Without Wen Qi saying much, Qing Yi attacked Sibu Xiang from behind, giving Wen Qi a chance to kill him with one strike.

Unexpectedly, the Sibu Xiang's wings flapped violently backwards, creating a hurricane that blew Qing Yi away directly!

As a result, the souls that had gathered around Fan Xiaoling were blown away again.

At this time, there are still five minutes before the Yincha arrives.

There are still twenty minutes until the Tianshi Association arrives. (End of this chapter)