Maybe God can't bear to bully people too badly, but of the eleven ghosts who came this time, only one of them is level seven, and the rest are below the fierce spirit.

"Let's go!" Han Xiaoxiao snorted, and the flying sword had already gone out first.

"Humph!" Huang Wenwen is also a coquettish voice, not to be outdone.

Even Baozi and Tian Yue did not sit still, took the initiative to find a suitable target for themselves, and began to fight.

There was only one seventh-level ghost thing, and he was quickly tortured to death by Bai Xue.

Therefore, the battle was not too fierce, and it was over in a short time.

Qin Mingyue's side was still fighting.

Everyone was sweating for Qin Mingyue.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, almost five or six minutes have passed.

A few minutes may seem short, but for a master of this strength, victory or defeat is often measured in seconds.

The fighting continues, and the two sides remain evenly matched.

"Can his spiritual power still last?"

Han Xiaoxiao was anxious in his heart, worried about Qin Mingyue.

Her worries are indeed Qin Mingyue's biggest problem.

His own spiritual power has already been used up.

Although the Yin Yang Fist is a random movement of the heart, it is extremely spiritual power-consuming.

Fighting against the third-level strength of the ghost king, every time he makes a move, he will subconsciously fight with enough spiritual power.

In this case, the use of spiritual power will be doubled.

Yin Yang Fist, whether it is a move or a fist, is powerful enough and essence enough.

But nothing is perfect, and Yin-Yang Fist also has a fatal flaw.

It's just that it consumes too much spiritual power.

Level 6 strength vs. level 3, what do you rely on?

It's completely built up with spiritual power.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a spiritual power ring, the spiritual power in his body would have already dried up at this moment.

But even if the spiritual power in the spiritual power ring was extracted, after a high-intensity battle, that spiritual power had already bottomed out.

Can it hold on a little longer?

Qin Mingyue didn't know it herself.

He couldn't even think about it, because he was afraid of being distracted, and once he was distracted from thinking about it, he would not be the opponent of the ghost king.

Han Xiaoxiao and the others were silently worried.

Something else approached.

"Prepare for battle!"

Han Xiaoxiao's eyebrows were solemn.

This time it's three, and they're all level seven!

Baozi Tianyue stepped aside, and Han Xiaoxiao, Huang Wenwen and Bai Xue fought hard against each other.

The battle was everywhere, and after more than two minutes, the battle on Han Xiaoxiao's side ended.

Two minutes is simply longer than a year for them.

And for Qin Mingyue, these two minutes seem like a century!

No more......

No more......

The spiritual power is gone......

Qin Mingyue became more and more worried in her heart.

And the subconscious of the Yin Yang Fist is still extracting his spiritual power.

Anything else?

How can there be?

It's long gone, right?

Minute by minute, the spiritual power in Qin Mingyue's body had not been exhausted.

The ghost king had become mad and angry, roaring, roaring, and roaring.

The battle is getting fiercer.

Qin Mingyue felt that it was about to end.

Either his spiritual power is exhausted, or the ghost king can't support it anymore......

What the result will be, no one knows.

Isn't it time for the spiritual power to be gone?

Qin Mingyue didn't bother to think about it.

But in the fight, the spiritual power still insisted on continuously transmitting to the two fists, and the Yin and Yang fists became more and more powerful.

Qin Mingyue realized that this was not normal......

What was abnormal, he couldn't figure it out.

But as long as you have spiritual power, it's good, otherwise you will all die a miserable death.

Finally, the ghost king is no longer good!

Whether it's a human or a ghost, there is a certain amount of spiritual power in the body.

The same is true for the Ghost King, but the spiritual power in his body, that is, the Yin Qi, is many times higher than Qin Mingyue.

Under normal circumstances, the two of them fought against each other, desperately consuming spiritual power, and ten Qin Mingyue would not be the opponent of a ghost king.

But Qin Mingyue relied on the spiritual power ring, and actually supported it to the end, until the ghost king couldn't support it.

It's not normal, it's not easy!

Qin Mingyue was very clear.

But now, his heart was full of joy.

Because this ghost king's spiritual power was exhausted, the black qi on his body became more and more dim.

Qin Mingyue's Yin Yang Fist is becoming more and more proficient, the rhythm of the attack is becoming more and more stable, and the ghost king who fights retreats again and again.

"Good!"

Baozi couldn't help but shout.

At this time, another ghost approached the area.

Seven, four of them are ordinary zombies, two are terrible ghosts, and one is actually a sixth-level ghost!

Only Bai Xue can deal with the sixth-level ones.

Tian Yue spoke at this time: "Zombies and ghosts are handed over to me and Baozi, you can deal with that powerful ghost!" ”

Huang Wenwen glanced at Tian Yue appreciatively, and together with Han Xiaoxiao, she helped Bai Xue go.

Tian Yue looked at the bun, and the bun smiled "hehe": "Happy, it's just that I'm a little hungry." ”

"Where's your bun?" Tian Yue quipped.

In such a grim situation, in order to appear less nervous, he could only talk about a light topic.

"Eat it all."

Baozi got up from the ground and took out the gossip mirror.

Tian Yue was also ready, and said in a deep voice: "If you have a life, I will ask you to eat enough when you go back!" ”

"Meat stuffing!" The bun should have arrived, and it has already rushed towards a zombie......

On Qin Mingyue's side, the ghost king became weaker and weaker, and Qin Mingyue became more and more courageous.

Although the spiritual power in the body should have been used up a long time ago, it can still be used at this moment, which is weird enough.

But how could Qin Mingyue have the heart to think about this, he still had to deal with the ghost king.

On Bai Xue's side, with the help of Han Xiaoxiao and Huang Wenwen, the sixth-level ghost thing was also taken down.

Immediately, the three of them helped Bao Zi Tian Yue, killed the ghosts, and killed the zombies.

Baozi went limp and sat on the ground.

At the same time, Qin Mingyue's side is finally over!

Another blow of the Yin-Yang Fist, after knocking the Ghost King away, Qin Mingyue gave up continuing to use the Yin-Yang Fist routine, and took out the Silver Dragon Lightning Spear from the space ring.

The lightning spear roared and stabbed towards the ghost king, and a silver dragon in mid-air, surrounded by bursts of lightning, rushed towards the ghost king.

It seems that this time the silver dragon is even more powerful......

Qin Mingyue had come to this point.

The silver dragon crashed into the ghost king and let out a bang!

The black gas dissipated.

The ghost king came to naught, and a ghost pill fell out of the ghost king's body.

Level 3 Ghost Pill, this is a good thing!

Legend has it that this is used to refine immortal weapons!!

Qin Mingyue hurriedly went to collect it by the way, but felt a dizziness in her head.

It seems like it's going to fall at any moment.

Qin Mingyue didn't care about the ghost pill, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up...... I—I'm dying, let's go back now......"

He took out the silver box.

Qin Mingyue knew that he couldn't hold on anymore.

If he faints and everyone can't get out of here, then there is only one result.

The regiment is extinguished here.

Everyone's spiritual power has bottomed out, and they can't withstand the impact of ghosts again.

There are so many ghosts here, on average, every two minutes, there are ghosts wandering here.

So it's imperative to go back as soon as possible.

Qin Mingyue held back her consciousness.

Bai Xue said: "I haven't picked up the ghost pill yet......"