Farming in the Immortal Mansion

"Soul Banner, I have one too!"

Ye Ling wanted to make a quick decision and could not wait for the ghost cultivators from Wandering Soul Castle to arrive, as that would be troublesome. So he immediately sacrificed the ancient wind banner and shouted, "Soul Devourer!"

Instantly, the ancient wind banner was activated, with gloomy clouds and gloomy winds, and soon devoured all the hundreds of souls of the ghost cultivators' soul banners!

The black-robed ghost cultivator's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyeballs almost fell out of his head in shock. What kind of wind banner is this? It looks like a seventh-level top-grade product, but its power is so huge that his soul banner is no match at all!

After absorbing many souls, Ye Ling's ancient wind banner changed slightly, emitting a faint crystal green light, and the sleeping spirit inside also showed signs of awakening!

The frightened Xiwu King's soul hiding inside screamed: "Brother! How come you sealed a very scary existence in your wind banner! What kind of weapon spirit is this!"

Ye Ling did not expect that the wind banner would change after swallowing the soul. At that time, when he used the wind-bathing stone and the seventh-level wind spirit pill to sacrifice the ancient treasure wind banner, he used it to stimulate the sleeping weapon spirit of the ancient treasure wind banner and make it gradually awaken. Seeing that it reached the seventh-level extreme category, Ye Ling put away the pill and let the weapon spirit sleep again!

Now the weapon spirit of the ancient treasure wind banner has faint signs of awakening, which is not a good thing. Once it wakes up completely, the ancient treasure wind banner is far beyond Ye Ling's cultivation and is likely to backfire on its master!

So Ye Ling, with a gloomy face, hurriedly used the ancient prohibition to seal the weapon spirit of the wind banner. When the green light gradually dissipated, Ye Ling was relieved.

At this time, the black-robed ghost cultivator saw Ye Ling's combat power. Whether it was magic weapons or Taoist magic, they were all extremely powerful, and he was also a thunder cultivator who could restrain ghost cultivators! Even with his cultivation at the peak of the middle stage of the golden elixir, he felt powerless. He had wanted to trap the three people who had entered the cold water ridge before, but now it seemed that this idea was ridiculous!

With his own strength alone, he could not defeat this cultivator in the moon-white satin long gown. He could only fight and retreat, and wait until the ghost cultivators of the Wandering Soul Fort left behind the Wuzhou officers and soldiers and arrived one after another, only then would it be possible to kill him!

Ye Ling also knew that time was running out. This black-robed ghost cultivator had already used the ghost talisman to turn into phosphorous fire and sent a message to his accomplices. Soon, a large group of people from the Wandering Soul Fort would arrive!

Therefore, when Ye Ling saw him retreating into the depths of the black fog while fighting, he immediately summoned the eighth-level ice butterfly, the red fire green-tailed leopard, the blue-black fish demon, and the ninth-level catfish demon, and only sent out a divine thought: "Kill!"

In an instant, the four spiritual beasts came out together!

As soon as the red fire green-tailed leopard landed, it wanted to roar to the sky and show off its power, but was stopped by Ye Ling's cold eyes. It was so scared that it trembled all over and had to run quickly to chase and kill the black-robed ghost cultivator.

"Huh? Ah? What is this thing? It doesn't look like a human, and it doesn't look like a ghost! Where are you running? Stay for Leopard Master!"

The red fire green-tailed leopard chased hard, and its speed was not inferior to that of the catfish demon.

The black-robed ghost cultivator was already scared to death! I never expected that this monk in the moon-white satin long gown not only had powerful magic weapons and Taoist techniques, but also had so many high-level spiritual beasts! Three of them were at the same level as him, and the other one had completely transformed into a human form. He was a ninth-level fish demon, and the pressure he exuded was even stronger than his!

The old catfish demon held a crocodile bone staff and pressed it into the void behind the black-robed ghost cultivator, causing the rocks to collapse and block his way.

The red-fire green-tailed leopard wanted to show off in front of its master. It pounced on him with flames all over its body and opened its bloody mouth to bite him!

The ice butterfly flapped its ice-crystal-like butterfly wings, instantly freezing the area around the black-robed ghost cultivator. All the poisonous demon bats were frozen into ice balls and fell to the ground, smashing to pieces.

The blue-black fish demon was like a fish man covered in scales. Its fins transformed into a pair of giant hands that could split mountains and rocks. It pinched the ghost cultivator and asked, "My Lord! Do you want him alive or dead?"