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Nine hundred and thirtieth chapters conjuring the soul flag

In fact, as early as when Wang Changning entered the door, they found that the uncle's hairstyle seemed to be a bit wrong.

It was not said that no one paid attention, but no one paid attention, but Yan Tao said a little, and they couldn't help laughing when they looked at the sparse grassland above Wang Changning's head.

This laughter was simply humiliating to Wang Changning, as if he had slapped him in the face.

He hasn't been humiliated like this for many years.

Wang Changning was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and his anger was so angry that his blood seemed to rush over his head. Suddenly he shouted coldly: "Okay, Yan Tao! Do you dare to fight with me?"

No matter what Wang Changning's temperament or methods are, his Taoist cultivation is there. If he can become the number one person in the metaphysics world, he naturally has real materials and is not blown out of thin air.

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows casually and sprinkled salt on Wang Changning's wound again: "I'm afraid I will beat the few hairs you have left. Wouldn't you fight with me?"

——Hahahahaha

The disciples couldn't help laughing wildly in their hearts. After receiving Qi Zhi's warning gaze, they could only hold back their laughter, but the muscles on their faces were still twitching uncontrollably, and they could not control their facial expressions at all.

The sect leader is so poisonous.

But they felt inexplicably happy.

Yan Tao nodded casually: "If you want to fight, just let the horse come over."

He was just itchy in his hands and wanted to find someone to fight.

Qi Zhi couldn't help but show a nervous look. He wanted to go up and advise Yan Tao. If it doesn't work, just let Wang Changning stay. It's just a room, and there is no harm to them.

"Okay!" Hearing Yan Tao's answer so neatly, Wang Changning's face suddenly showed a cold look, and the treacherous light flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, I had already thought of a way to understand his hatred.

Both sides retreated to both sides of the square, Qi Zhi walked to Yan Tao's side, and he lowered his voice and said, "Young master, Wang Changning's methods are vicious, and he might use some sinister way to plot against you? Or we should take a step back first?"

Young Master Yan casually curled his lips: "I hope he can use some means."

Qi Zhi looked at Yan Tao's calm gaze and knew that he could not stop him, so he could only step back and stand by one side to watch.

The disciples of Xuanmen followed and encouraged Yan Tao in a verbal manner: "Come on, young master."

"The young master will definitely win."

Qi Zhi looked at the children and shook his head slightly. They were really too naive.

Wang Changning once tied with the East Ghost King, one of the four major ghost kings, which shows that his Taoist skills are of nowhere comparable to those of ordinary people.

Now I can only pray that the young master has nothing to happen.

Wang Changning took a small dark chess piece from the disciple next to him. The material of the flag looked very strange, like plastic or cloth, and it was shining with a very dark luster.

Qi Zhi's face suddenly changed. Is this a soul-suming banner?!

The Soul-Summoning Banner is one of the eight supreme magic weapons in the Taoist world.

It can summon evil ghosts. I heard that if you gather all the soul-summoning banners on all sides, you can summon the Yin soldiers.
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