I, The Judge of the Yin Department, Will Decide The Life and Death in a Shameful Form!

Feeling that weir wolf's strength has increased, Wang Yifan has a satisfied look on his face.

The reason why he was able to increase the strength of the weir wolf was because the weir wolf had been bound to the spirit-calling banner, and the power of the Yinsi was extremely powerful.

Directly into the body of the weir wolf through the spirit banner.

Of course, this increase in strength is only temporary and cannot last longer.

Moreover, the strength of the weir wolf is still inferior to the half-step ghosts and gods of the same level, but it is only in this state that it is much better than before.

However, this does not mean that Wang Yifan can use Ling Yuan to raise the cultivation level of every creature bound by the spirit-inspiring banner.

There are still restrictions.

One of them is that you cannot be far away from Wang Yifan.

The elders of the mountain ghost clan felt that Wang Yifan's strength when sitting down on the weir wolf soared, and everyone was a little stupid.

In a short time, this weir wolf broke through from a humble ghost king in the mid-160 to a half-step ghost.

How to fight this?

The rest of the elders also looked cautious. They couldn't even penetrate Wang Yifan's mask just now. They already felt something was wrong.

Even if Wang Yifan is a half-step ghost, but the Seven Sins Ghost King can’t get out of the shield together, it’s too unscientific!

At this moment, seeing the strength of the weir wolf sitting down by Wang Yifan soared, they already had the idea of ​​retreating in their hearts.

"Don't panic, everyone! Although weir wolf's cultivation base has been improved, but with such a great degree of improvement, the side effects must be enormous."

"As long as our door persists for a while, maybe we don't need to take action, weir wolf will be useless."

"As for that Yinsi Zhengshen, I think it is certainly not without a price for him to resort to such secret methods."

The elder of the mountain ghost tribe seemed to have thought of something, and continued.

"Before he used his own power to summon an army of millions of wronged souls, and now he has improved the strength of weirwolf even more so..."

He paused when he said that.

"So his own combat power must not be strong."

"As long as we can get through this time, we can win."

When the elders of the other mountain ghost tribe heard this, their faces appeared in awe.

They hadn't noticed before, but at this moment when they heard the elder of the mountain ghost clan say this, they suddenly woke up.

Persistence is victory.

If Wang Yifan is really incomparable, take back these methods.

Especially this method of improving cultivation, isn't it incredibly good to use it yourself?

Improve the mount?

"What the great elder said is that as long as we persist for a period of time, once the secret law time has passed, they can only let us slaughter."

A mountain ghost elder said with a smile.

Wang Yifan looked at them with a funny heart.

I really don't know who gave them the courage, but it doesn't matter, this war has lasted long enough.

And he also noticed that the conditions of the jungle monsters and Mid Valley City humans in the battlefield were not good.

Betrayed betrayed, killed by betrayed.

If this continues, the two parties will lose too much.

"Weirwolves, kill them!"

Wang Yifan said coldly.

With the strength of the pseudo-half-step ghosts and gods, weir wolf alone was able to suppress these mountain ghost tribes.

After receiving the order, the flames above the four hooves of the weir wolf were raging as if they were moving in space while running.

A flashing body appeared directly behind a mountain ghost clan elder, splitting his body into two sections.

And Wang Yifan was not idle either, his figure flickered, and he walked towards the elder of the mountain ghost tribe.

Wang Yifan's figure flickered, and several afterimages appeared in the void, almost in the blink of an eye, when he appeared, he had already appeared in front of the elder of the mountain ghost tribe.

The mountain ghost clan was just talking about it. At this moment, seeing Wang Yifan suddenly appeared in front of him, the whole person was a little confused.

"Hey-hey."

Wang Yifan sneered coldly, and smashed his head toward the elder of the mountain ghost tribe with the hoisting banner in his hand.

The strong wind blew his face. Although the elder of the mountain ghost tribe was shocked, he was an old ghost in the end.

Wang Yifan was not in a hurry when he missed a blow.

The great elder of the mountain ghost tribe is just a mountain ghost in the later stage of the ghost king.

If he is serious, it is not difficult to defeat him.

On the other side, weir wolf Zheng and the six ghost kings are fighting fiercely, all of them are in the middle of the ghost king.

Although the Weir Wolf had been infused with his spirit essence, he now had the power of a pseudo-half-step ghost, but he was not very proficient when he had just obtained this power.

In addition, he is not a half-step ghost after all.

Although it can suppress the six ghost kings in the middle stage, it is really impossible to defeat them in a short time.

The ghost king of the six mountain ghost clan is also very good at chicken thieves. Instead of fighting head-on with weir wolves, they are constantly dealing with it, trying to bring down weir wolves.

Wang Yifan sneered in his heart. After the weir wolf was subdued by him, it almost became a spirit-like existence. As long as his Yinsi Lingyuan was not consumed, weir wolf's strength would never decrease.

And the spirit essence in his body poured into the sea, how could it be exhausted because of this battle.

The elder of the mountain ghost clan stopped in the distance, watching Wang Yifan's face uncertain.

When the spirit-calling banner hit him just now, there was an inexplicable feeling of palpitations in his heart, as if a death sickle was harvesting his soul.

That kind of feeling made his soul tremble, and there was a feeling of running away without a fight. .

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