Chapter 1273 The Banner of Summoning Yin, Used to Practice

Convulsed, Yang Qingxuan hurriedly dragged the fat man to his side, lest the fat man's strength was too low and was suddenly killed by the Mao family.

But the three of Mao Mu didn't make a move immediately, but each made a formula. Mao Mu stretched out his hand to grab it, and a white flag fell in his hand, and threw it to the ground.

The other two made their own moves, with sneering smiles on their faces.

Yang Qingxuan only felt that the world changed in a flash before his eyes. He was still on the corner of the street just now, and now he appeared in a gloomy and cold cemetery.

Surrounded by a vast wilderness, there are graves and tombstones everywhere, messy like a mass grave, the sky is low and dark, and in the white mist, it seems that ghosts can be seen.

Not far ahead, a white ghost banner was inserted, and fluttering with the sudden wind, a copper bell sounded from a vague place, tinkling and disturbing, echoing with the heaven and earth, setting off gusts of wind, and a lifeless.

This cemetery-like enchantment was created by the ghost banner.

The three members of the Mao family appeared under the ghost banner at the same time.

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, and said in horror: "My lord, my lord from the Mao family, your grievances have nothing to do with me, let me out first."

"Noisy! Now that you're in, don't even think about going out. Under this cloudy banner, I don't mind having one more complaining ghost."

Mao Mu grinned grimly, raised his hand and clapped, a copper bell sounded in the distance, and a black corpse gas gushed out from his palm, directly passing through the stall owner's body.

"Ah! No, I'm innocent!"

The stall owner howled in pain, then fell to the ground without a sound, his complexion was ashen, and a white shadow like a soul floated from behind, and instantly entered into the spirit streamer.

"Rubbish."

Another member of the Mao family glanced at the corpse contemptuously, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was just looking at a dead bug.

Mao Mu's gloomy gaze swept over the four people, and shouted: "Shoot, refine all four of them, take your soul back!"

The three of them made a formula at the same time and hit the Yin Banner.

Suddenly, a copper bell rang from the sky, and countless snowflakes drifted down, but there was no trace of temperature, with gray impurities, like the ashes of a dead person.

Mao Mu's pupils shrank, and he shouted loudly: "The Banner of Summoning Yin—Flying Snow in April!"

Countless black air gushed out from the cloudy banner, engulfing the snowflakes between the sky and the earth, turning into a ghoul with a height of hundreds of feet, full of strong resentment, and rushed towards Yang Qingxuan and others.

Yang Qingxuan protected Fatty Pan behind him, raised his hand to make a tactic, a few runes appeared in the palm of his hand, and then turned into a strong wind, blowing away in his hand with a powerful barren air.

A vortex suddenly formed within a diameter of one hundred feet, blowing away all the dark air, and preventing all evil from invading.

A member of the Mao family suddenly said in shock: "Elder Mu, this kid's technique seems to be... the Nine Thousand Fenghua Jue of Saha Qianfeng?"

Mao Mu's face darkened, and he shouted: "Don't talk nonsense! It's just a bit like it, and no matter what kind of magical power he learned, let's talk about it after drawing the soul!"

"yes!"

Both of them had a serious look on their faces, bursting out with murderous aura.

The huge corpse roared and flew up, rushed into Yang Qingxuan's whirlwind domain, then landed on both feet, and walked towards Yang Qingxuan step by step.

The earth trembled with every step, and the hurricane spread from under his feet, resisting the nine thousand Fenghua Jue.

Ke Luo's eyes turned cold, and he clenched his fingers tightly.

Yang Qingxuan is the person they are looking for. If he is killed by the stone monster, the whereabouts of the Taixuan Sword Chapter will be unknown.

Kunna smiled and said softly, "Look again."

Only then did Ke Luo let go of his hand, watching with a cold face.

Every time the corpse took a step, the strong wind in Yang Qingxuan's hand dissipated a bit, and Yang Qingxuan raised his true essence again, and the seal changed, and the power of the strong wind rose again, but it still couldn't stop the corpse's footsteps.

Under the confrontation of one person and one monster, the space shook in a trance, the surrounding graves continued to explode, and the voices of unjust ghosts and wild ghosts came from inside, and a large number of ghosts crawled out of the ground.

From one of the graves, an evil ghost crawled out, with the face and appearance of a stall owner who had just died.

It's just that these little monsters are blocked by the Nine Thousand Fenghua Jue, unable to step into the domain of wind.

It's just that there are more evil spirits gathered, and the pressure on the domain is also increasing.

Fatty Pan said in shock: "Boss, your Nine Thousand Fenghua Art...couldn't be..."

Yang Qingxuan nodded, and said: "It's just that I haven't practiced for a long time, and I'm still not familiar with it, so I just use this corpse to practice my hands."

When these words reached the ears of the three members of the Mao family, their faces changed.

At this moment of life and death, the other party still has the mind to practice the exercises?

Mao Mu was even more furious, and shouted: "Not long ago, I heard that the genius Cheng Yu of Saha Qianfeng was killed, and it seems that you are also responsible for it!"

Another person was surprised: "Cheng Yu stepped into the early stage of Kongfa last year. It is said that he was in the middle stage of Kongfa, but he also died in his hands."

Mao Mu let out a long and gloomy howl, and a series of pitch-black seals were shot out from his hands, and all of them were shot into the Yin Banner.

The power of the corpse suddenly surged up, and with a "bang", the powerful corpse energy spread, completely suppressing Yang Qingxuan's Nine Thousand Fenghua Art.

"This is... the Extreme Dao Realm?!"

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, the corpse monster was aroused to the extreme by Mao Mu's secret method, and even stepped into the extreme realm!

The corpse monster roared, its body shook violently, and a large piece of black iron chains came out of its body, wrapping around its body like armor.

Then his body shot up, and he raised his hand to pat Yang Qingxuan.

In the rotten palm, a large black light shot out, and countless strange runes flickered inside, shaking the entire enchanted space under pressure.

Mao Mu's face changed slightly, and he and the other two stabilized the seal in his hand.

Under this Yin Banner enchantment, at most it can only suppress the power of the extreme realm. Once it exceeds it, it is very likely to lead to collapse. If the power spreads out and explodes in the city, it will inevitably cause countless deaths and injuries. Fa explained to Xinggong.

Moreover, killing contestants without authorization is a taboo in the world of martial arts, and will be punished with the most severe sanctions.

In today's human world, there are countless sects, and the strong are standing there. The Mao family can only be regarded as a moderate existence in the twenty-four families. If they are hit by the Xinggong sanction, it is not impossible to fall from the twenty-four families.

Therefore, although the Mao family has been chasing and killing Yang Qingxuan, they dare not make a big show of it.

Yang Qingxuan violently pushed Fatty Pan behind him, and shouted, "Back!"

Fatty Pan was pushed away tens of feet away, knowing that he couldn't help, he could only stare anxiously.

Yang Qingxuan jumped up, shot two beams of light from his body, and hit the corpse monster in two directions, left and right.

It was Po and Akao.

He himself raised his hand, and the six suns gathered in his palm, illuminating the entire sky and the earth dazzlingly.

Those unjust souls and wild ghosts couldn't bear the power of the sun, they all stood there and howled in pain and panic.

"Six suns open the sky!"

Yang Qingxuan yelled, and slapped his palm like the sun, and slammed it.

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