At the same time, the fluctuations of Yin Qi are constantly approaching.

Immediately afterwards, a figure in white was seen floating quickly towards the direction where the four of them were hiding.

"Master, there is a ghost coming, what should I do?"

Qiu Sheng said in a low voice, motionless.

Uncle Jiu looked alert:

"Don't act rashly, take a look first."

Soon, the ghost was less than ten meters away from the place where the four people hid.

But at this moment, a cold man's voice suddenly sounded from behind her:

"See how you can escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black mist suddenly appeared behind the female ghost.

The black fog gathers, and the next moment a figure condenses and forms.

That was a male ghost, who looked like he was in his thirties.

He has a pale complexion and heavy dark circles.

His lips were a little purple and his face was cold.

At this time, he was wearing a gray robe and a long robe with a weird smile on his face.

Meet the escaped female ghost.

Suddenly, a pennant flag appeared.

He shook his hand and the pennant rose into the sky and flew high.

And at this moment, a strange black aura emanated.

The black color is darker than darker and darker than ink.

Strands, strands, like spider webs, constantly wrapping around the pennant.

It looks like a black electric arc and a spider web.

It's just quiet, without any sound.

The flag is not big, only half a meter long and has a black surface.

On the flag, there was a red soul word written on it.

Swinging in the wind.

The female ghost in white was frightened and frightened.

It speeds up the speed of running forward...

However, the black flag seemed to have some attraction.

The female ghost just floated out a few meters before her body stopped.

I could no longer take a step forward, and my body seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and even began to retreat.

She looked scared and struggled to get rid of this attraction.

He kept shouting:

"No, no, no..."

But it was too late, she had just finished speaking.

The hanging pennant suddenly shook.

A richer black light burst.

The next moment, the struggling female ghost was sucked over with a "swoosh".

In a blink of an eye, it turned into a white mist and sank into the pennant flag.

Then, the black light of the pennant was restrained.

It landed slowly and returned to the man in gray once.

He laughed twice in his mouth:

"Not bad, one hundred and three..."

Nanchen and Qiusheng couldn't understand what kind of magic weapon the flag in the hand of this male ghost was.

But Uncle Jiu, who was hiding next to him, also secretly gasped.

He said with a hint of shock;

"Hundred ghosts, soul gathering banner..."

ps: Sorry, I wrote Qingxuan Mountain as Tianxuan Mountain yesterday. The main site has been modified, and the other channels have been synchronized, so I can't change it. Sorry, everyone.
Chapter completed!