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Chapter 207 Absolutely!
When Ning Lang approached the Soul Calling Banner.

Thousands of monsters rushed towards Ning Lang's position as if they had suddenly gone mad.

There is no emotion in their eyes, just like puppets being manipulated.

Ning Lang took a few steps back tentatively, and the monsters stopped immediately. They stood in the air one by one, like soldiers guarding the spirit-calling banner.

Ning Lang looked up at the soul-calling banner on the top of the tomb bag, and murmured: "If this thing falls into the hands of the Demon Cult, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble."

This is not an exaggeration.

This thing has no owner yet, and it can control so many monsters. If it has an owner, its power will rise to a new level.

A monster is easy to deal with.

It is also easy to solve ten monsters.

It is not difficult to solve a hundred monsters as long as they have the cultivation base of the mountain peak.

However, if a thousand, ten thousand, or one hundred thousand monsters gather together, it must be difficult for even the strongest of the Heaven's Punishment Realm to parry. After all, they are unconscious and can only rush forward one after another.

People without brains are easy to deal with, but monsters without brains are not easy to deal with.

No wonder the leader of the Demon Cult sent his men to look for the whereabouts of the soul-calling banner before he showed up.

Think of this.

Ning Lang drew out the Tai'a sword, and at the same time, the two daggers of Baichuan and Guihai shot out from the Yangjian gourd again, hovering on both sides of Ning Lang.

"go with!"

A word spit out from Ning Lang's mouth, and the next moment, the two short swords took a step ahead and went directly to the crowd of monsters, and Ning Lang followed closely behind. Soon Ning Lang was surrounded by thousands of monsters. Surrounded by things in the middle, only the swords shining in the middle can be seen.

There are quite a few 'vicious' level monsters in the group of monsters. Although they are not as powerful as Jia Chao and the others when taken out, their strength will be greatly improved when they are gathered together, especially near the summoning banner. Even the strength of the 'Li' level monsters has increased a lot.

In comparison.

Those people from the Demon Killing Cult are just appetizers.

Fighting with these thousands of monsters is the real highlight.

Taiyi Qingshui sword, Qijue sword, Xiao Zhoushan swordsmanship, and swordsmanship, these four swordsmanship practiced day and night, were all used by Ning Lang smoothly.

One by one, the beasts were beheaded and disappeared from the world.

This process lasted for half an hour, until only one-third of the monsters beside Ning Lang were left, the spirit summoning flag that was originally stationary suddenly trembled, and the innocent souls that had been attacking Ning Lang , all retreated to the vicinity of the summoning banner at this time.

Ning Lang frowned into a Sichuan shape.

I wondered in my heart: Why did they all retreat all of a sudden?
Right now!

The eight small doors at the bottom of the tomb were blown open again by the wind, and the monsters surrounding the soul-calling banner unexpectedly got in from the door one by one.

When I can't figure it out.

A woman in a long red dress appeared in front of Ning Lang.

Her appearance is not scary, except that she has no body, her soul still maintains the appearance of a normal person, not drowned, not burned, and her limbs and head are all there, but her face and feet need to be replaced. Much paler than normal women, deathly pale.

Her eyes were completely different from those mindless monsters just now. She looked directly at Ning Lang, which made Ning Lang feel a little flustered.

'Absolute' monster!

Once born, the ghost king will cause chaos in the world!

Ning Lang looked into her eyes, the scene in front of him became more and more blurred, the surrounding scenes seemed to disappear, and Ning Lang's eyes were only hers.

When Ning Lang came back to his senses, the scene in his eyes changed completely.

High mountains, flowing water, bamboo forests, flower gardens, all kinds of spiritual weapons, exercises, and elixirs are all in front of you, all within easy reach, as long as Ning Lang stretches out his hand, he can get it.

Ning Lang didn't move.

Soon, all these scenes disappeared, and he seemed to have come to Lingxiao Palace again, with the lords of various immortal sects and family lords standing beside him, and at the very front and top, there was a gleaming silver chair, and the same sound rang in his ears. sound.

"Sit up, sit up, sit in that position."

It seems that as long as Ning Lang sits on it, the sky and the earth are all under Ning Lang's control.

Ning Lang still didn't move.

The world collapsed, and the light and shadow changed again. This time he was standing in a very elegant room. The room was empty except for a bed.

The four sides of the bed were covered by curtains, only two long white and smooth legs were exposed.

Ning Lang's throat moved.

Soon, a gust of wind blew past the curtain, revealing the scene inside.

A woman with a graceful figure was lying on the bed, her fragrant shoulders were half exposed, slowly turning her head, Ning Lang finally saw her appearance, and she was with her day and night...Gan Tang.

Ning Lang took a step forward, but still stopped.

The curtain draws down again.

Just when Ning Lang was in a daze.

"Master Ning..." A cowardly voice sounded from behind, and Ning Lang hurriedly turned his head to see that it was none other than the female sword fairy Qiu Yuebai.

She was still wearing purple clothes, but the clothes were torn in many places, and a large piece of fair skin was exposed, as if she had suffered serious injuries. She nodded slightly, her eyes seemed to be covered with autumn water, and said affectionately: " Mr. Ning, help me..."

Ning Lang moved.

He stepped forward quickly, grabbed 'Qiu Yuebai' by the neck, and cursed in a deep voice: "If you want to make it look like it, Miss Qiu can't speak in such a forced-sound."

The room collapsed inch by inch.

Ning Lang returned to this hell-like secret realm again.

It was not Qiu Yuebai who was strangled by him, but that 'extreme' female monster.

"As expected of an 'extreme' ghost king, he can actually create hallucinations. Fortunately, I have a firm heart, otherwise..."

The female monster suddenly went crazy.

She blushed.

The hands with sharp nails kept grabbing at Ning Lang, but her hands were too short to reach Ning Lang's body at all.

A sharp sound came from her throat.

"how is this possible."

"how is this possible."

"Treasures, power, women, why aren't you tempted...?"

Ning Lang smiled and said, "Because I have all of these."

The female monster stared wide-eyed, full of horror.

monster.

He is a monster.

Click.

Her head fell on her shoulders.

Ning Lang was very puzzled.

I haven't tried hard yet?

Just when he didn't know what to do, her head rose from her shoulders again, and then turned 180 degrees stiffly.

In front of Ning Lang's eyes was a head of black and beautiful long hair.

A head emerged from the long hair.

is a man.

This creature is an androgynous pervert!
Ning Lang quickly let go of his hand, raised his foot, kicked him in the stomach suddenly, and cursed: "It's so fucking disgusting to me."

After kicking the beast away.

Ning Lang swept towards the soul-calling banner.

Just when Ning Lang was about to touch the soul-calling flag, the monster rushed towards Ning Lang again as if it had gone mad, and Ning Lang said in a deep voice: "Baichuan! Return to the sea!"

The two daggers hanging by his side instantly shot at the creature.

A dagger was nailed to his left wrist, and a dagger was nailed to his right wrist, nailing him to the side of the grave bag.

Ning Lang stepped forward, grabbed the pole of the soul-calling flag, and pulled it out forcefully, and the soul-calling flag was already in Ning Lang's hands.

"Whoo~"

The wind howled.

Dark clouds cover the sky.

The color of the day turned to black in the blink of an eye.

Ning Lang involuntarily waved the soul-calling flag in the air twice.

The eight small doors at the bottom opened wide, and countless monsters got out of the tomb one after another, and finally turned into streaks of mist, and got into the soul-calling banner.

The androgynous creature opened its mouth and made two voices, one male and one female, "Master! Please let me go back!"

Ning Lang raised his eyebrows, and said softly, "Come back."

The two daggers of Baichuan and Guihai instantly slipped into the sword-raising gourd, and the creature whose wrist was pinned turned into a red mist and slipped into the soul-calling banner.

Ning Lang looked at the flag in his hand and muttered to himself, "Is this mine?"

Ning Lang was at a loss, but he didn't think much about it, but he just retracted the storage ring, landed on the ground, and looked at the grave bag in front of him.

……

unknowable.

There was a furious voice.

"waste!"

"waste!"

"It's all trash!"

a while.

A black shadow appeared in this place, and he asked curiously, "Master, what's wrong?"

"The soul-calling flag has also disappeared!"

"what?!"

"Check, go and check, who snatched the soul-calling banner."

"Yes!"

……

　The editor arranged a limited exemption, two updates today and tomorrow, and four updates in the next two days.

　　
　
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