As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

Fang Han saw five people taking action against him, and he said with a hint of playfulness at the corner of his mouth:

"Is this meant to bully the minority?"

Li Xianglong glanced at Fang Han and said calmly: "There is no need to show mercy when dealing with a demon cultivator like you!"

"Hongyu and you four ghosts come out and entertain the Shendan Sect disciples for me!"

Fang Han whispered instructions to the four ruby ​​ghosts hidden in the four corners of the formation, and then ignored the five monks of the Shendan Sect and all attacked the magic weapons at him.

I saw that as soon as Fang Han finished speaking, the evil wind rose up in the Five Elements Formation, and soon the formation was filled with evil energy. At the edge of the formation, the evil energy surged and soon condensed into red jade. Zhang Qing Snow and other four ghost figures.

After receiving Fang Han's order, the four ruby ​​ghosts flew directly to the five Shendan Sect members and launched an attack in front of Fang Han's magic weapon without any hesitation.

Hongyu's four perfect Qi-refining fierce ghosts attacked the powerful magic weapons. They were not afraid to stretch out their sharp claws covered by the ghost soldiers' armor and hit the five magic weapons hard.

With clang, clang, sparks flying everywhere, the five magic weapons were all knocked away by the ghost's claws, and they saw the four ruby ​​ghosts confronting the five magic weapons.

There was only a shallow white mark left on the armor. With a flash of Yin Qi on the armor, the white mark left by the magic weapon disappeared.

"What, they are four Qi-perfecting ghosts, and they all have top-notch ghost soldiers!"

When Li Xianglong saw the Yin Qi surging, he had a bad premonition in his heart. When he saw his five magic weapons being knocked away by the sudden appearance of four ruby ​​four ghosts wearing the best ghost weapons, he trembled in his heart.

"Elder brother, what should we do!"

"Yes, senior brother, please think of a solution!"

Seeing this, the other four Shendan Sect disciples turned to Li Xianglong for help, as if they were grasping the last straw.

"Junior brothers, don't panic!"

"As long as we hold on, the monks passing by will definitely notice the fluctuations in the fighting skills here."

Li Xianglong secretly cursed "trash" in his heart, but he expressed comfort to Chen Qili and the others.

He didn't want Chen Qili and the four of them to be in chaos now. When the time comes, he alone would not be able to hold on for long.

"Li Xianglong, don't think that anyone can save you. Even if the King of Heaven comes today, I, Fang Han, will still keep the five of you!"

Fang Han naturally heard Li Xiang Long Wu's conversation, and he would not give these five people a chance to delay.

I saw several spells flying out from Fang Han's palms and landing on the Soul-Eating Flags suspended in the air. Suddenly, thousands of grimaces appeared on the Soul-Eating Flags.

They twisted in pain and ferocity on the flags, and Fang Han hit them with another spiritual technique. In an instant, the grimace on the Soul-Eating Flags seemed to be unsealed.

They all broke free from the Soul-Eating Banner. Without the restraint of the Soul-Eating Banner, these ghosts who had died unjustly rushed toward Li Xianglong and the five others demanding their lives.

Although these ghost-faced ghosts are only equivalent to the strength of monks at the first and second levels of Qi Refining, they cannot stand up to their large numbers.

The grimaces in the field quickly separated Li Xianglong and other five Shendan Sect disciples. Each Shendan Sect disciple was surrounded by thousands of ghostly faces.

The disciples of the Shendan Sect ignored Zhang Qingxue and the other four ghosts, and immediately recalled their magic weapons to protect them around themselves, slurping, and their grimaces opened with rotten bloody mouths.

One after another, they bite the Shendan Sect disciples, but most of them will be struck by the spiritual light emitted by the Shendan Sect disciples, and the magic weapon will turn them into a wisp of black energy and return to the Soul-Eating Banner.

Although their magical weapons were sharp, they could not withstand the numerous enemies. Soon, the spiritual energy in the five Shendan Sect disciples' bodies was exhausted due to the constant use of the magical weapons.

"Ah, my face!"

At this moment, Chen Qili of the Shendan Sect ran out of spiritual power for the first time, and there were still more than 1000 ghosts and resentful ghosts surrounding him.

I saw that Chen Qili's magic weapon was dimmed, and was knocked away by the crazy resentful ghost, and the grimace of an old woman with green face and fangs was revealed.

With a chuckle, he tore off a large piece of flesh and blood from Chen Qili's face in one bite and began to chew it with relish.

Chen Qili suddenly screamed in pain. Soon his screams were drowned out by the faces of thousands of innocent souls, and the chewing sounds of his body.

Ten breaths later, the satisfied resentful ghost flew off the ground. Only a piece of blood and mud was left where Chen Qili was, and not even a bone was left in his entire figure.

Fang Han just hugged his shoulders and looked at all this with indifference, without any disturbance in his heart.

The four ruby ​​ghosts were just outside the ghost circle, staring at the remaining four Shendan Sect disciples with eager eyes.

The ghosts and resentments surrounding Chen Qili, after devouring Chen Qili, divided into four groups and floated towards the remaining four Shendan Sect members in the field.

Li Xianglong and the others naturally heard Chen Qili's screams, but they were surrounded by ghosts and resentful ghosts and could not see the situation on Chen Qili's side.

After dozens of breaths passed, the other three Shendan Sect disciples also became angry on the spot. Now, only one Li Xianglong was left in the field, using the defensive talisman to support himself hard.

"Friend Yin Mo Sect, please stop. I, Li Xianglong, am willing to surrender to you and be your slave. I am a first-class alchemist."

Li Xianglong began to beg Fang Han for mercy. Furthermore, he revealed his identity as a first-class alchemist, hoping that Fang Han would see his value.

It is a pity that Fang Han ignored him. If Fang Han had not obtained the alchemy inheritance of Shengdan Sect, Fang Han might still have taken Li Xianglong as his alchemy tool.

But who knows that Fang Han has obtained the inheritance of the Holy Alchemy Sect and is now only a first-class alchemist? How could Fang Han see it!

"Ah! You are a bastard of the Yin Demon Sect and you will die a happy death. The Shendan Sect will not let you go!"

With a bang, the spiritual energy of Li Xianglong's last defensive talisman was exhausted, and the defensive light shield protecting Li Xianglong shattered like glass.

The more than 4000 ghosts and grudges remaining in the field, like sharks smelling fishy smell, turned into waves and swallowed Li Xianglong.

Li Xianglong only had time to let out one last desperate curse before he became silent again.

After devouring Li Xianglong completely, the eyes of these resentful ghosts turned blood red, and they all focused on Fang Han, the only living person in the field.

"A bunch of mindless idiots!"

Fang Han's fingertips popped out a stream of demonic energy, which merged into the Soul-Eating Flag. In an instant, countless hair-sized thin lines formed by condensed resentment spread out on the Soul-Eating Flag.

It turned into thousands of legal nets and directly penetrated the thousands of ghosts and resentful ghosts who wanted to rebel in the field, and violently pulled them back to the Soul-Eating Banner.

In an instant, the face of the banner reappeared, with densely squirming evil ghost faces.

"A bunch of rubbish who want to devour the Lord, you only deserve to be our Han Qi's ghost slaves for eternity, Jie Jie Jie!"

With one move of one hand, Fang Han collected the Soul-Eating Flag in the air into his palm. Looking at the ghostly face on the flag, Fang Han smiled pitifully.