My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Gu Fenghua's heart sank. Although they were shocked that something was wrong, they immediately took action to help Situ Yunqi lay down layers of air shields. However, the power of the Jiugong God-killing Banner was far beyond that of ordinary artifacts. The old magic stick was afraid that the disaster would be worse, even if it was defeated by the ancient god. It is not surprising that the strong man is so powerful that his body is shattered into pieces.

Ye Wuse and others did not speak, and their eyes showed a bit of sadness.

"Help, help..." At this moment, deep in the valley, among a pile of rocks, a thin arm stretched out, trembling and swinging in the wind, and at the same time, the old magic stick's breathy voice came out.

You're not dead yet! Everyone was surprised and happy.

After moving away the rubble, the old magic stick with disheveled hair and bloodstains on his body appeared in front of him again.

"Ha...ha...I knew that I, Situ Yunqiji...ji people have their own destiny, how can it be so easy...to die so easily." As soon as he saw Gu Fenghua and others, the old magic stick laughed loudly , just laughing and spitting blood foam from his mouth.

You can still laugh like this... Gu Fenghua and others all expressed admiration. Sure enough, committing suicide also requires capital. Don't talk about anything else, just talk about his energy and energy. This old magician is very capable of committing suicide.

"Is everything going to be okay now?" Seeing that the old magic stick was not dead, Luo Enen felt relieved and looked at the valley that had returned to deathly silence and said.

"It's hard to say." Ye Wuse said cautiously.

Although many demon spirits were defeated in one fell swoop with the help of the Nine Palaces Killing God Banner, the power of the demon spirits in the valley has not disappeared.

"Roar..." Suddenly, the beast roared, and another demon soul appeared in front of him.

All around, there are also looming shadows.

"This can't kill them!" Luo Enen said in shock.

Not all demon souls are like ghost dragons. The demon souls become more powerful after the body is destroyed. Soon after the death of most monster beasts, the monster souls will quickly dissipate. Even if they are preserved, they will not be stronger than when they were alive. The reason why the ghost dragon's demon soul is stronger is just because the dragon bloodline has awakened.

In fact, even the ghost dragon clan may not be able to awaken the dragon bloodline. Most of them will die when they die, and their souls will fly and their souls will be scattered.

The reason why the demon souls sealed in Fang Muyun's demon soul staff remain immortal is because they are protected by the artifact.

Even if these demon souls in the Nine Nether Valley originated from ancient times and were far more powerful than today's demon beasts and demon souls, they would not be able to last forever. If the sword they concentrated on was not powerful enough, wouldn't the Nine Palaces Killing God Banner be powerful enough as well?

"There is something strange in this valley!" Ye Wuse said with a serious expression.

"Otherwise, we should exit the valley first and then think of another way." Zhong Lingxiu said cautiously.

Luo Enen and Fatty Bai remained silent, while Ye Wuse nodded slightly.

It's still too late to leave while the other demon souls haven't recovered yet. If you delay any longer, you won't be able to leave even if you want to.

"Wait, let me try again." Shangguan Yunqi sat up with one hand on the ground and made a strong move with the other hand, and the Jiugong God-killing Banner flew back to his hand.

Because of the excessive force, several blood arrows shot out from a blood hole in his chest.

Even though he is like this, he still wants to try... He is indeed a genius in the world of death. For a time everyone was convinced.

"No need." Gu Fenghua stopped Situ Yunqi and fiercely unfolded the scroll.

Only then did everyone notice that the light patterns in the scroll were rippling and that the talisman array was complete.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered from all directions and was injected into the talisman array, and the scroll also surged upwards. In the blink of an eye, the huge painting, which was a hundred feet long, appeared before his eyes again.