Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

"Zhou Yiqiao, there is no need to struggle any more!"

A pair of golden whips were wrapped around Luo Ziyan's side, like two golden dragons, circling and dancing around her body.

"Today I will let you know the consequences of attempting to oppose my Rong family!"

Luo Ziyan snorted coldly, raised her hand, and golden light filled the sky, sweeping towards Zhou Yiqiao like raindrops.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, the ground shook, violent energy overflowed, and billowing dust was raised.

When the dust settled, Zhou Yiqiao stood still, his clothes a little disheveled, blood flowing from his right arm. Although it was not fatal, he had not fully recovered, and his face looked even paler.

"Zhou Yiqiao, how long can you hold on?"

A mocking smile appeared on Luo Ziyan's lips, and she waved the whip again, attacking like a tide.

Zhou Yiqiao gritted his teeth, holding the sword across his chest, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

He knew he couldn't fail here, otherwise all the efforts of everyone would be in vain.

He took a deep breath, mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body, and prepared for the next round of attack.

However, just as Luo Ziyan was about to launch an attack, a sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a figure streaked across the sky like a meteor, blocking Zhou Yiqiao.

"Luo Ziyan, your opponent is me!"

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Spiritual Silk was wrapped around Luo Lishang’s wrist, his body was suspended in the air, and his eyes were burning with a raging fighting spirit.

Luo Ziyan raised her eyebrows slightly and sneered.

"Luo Lishang, you really are not giving up. Today, both of you will become my stepping stones."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Ziyan's whip attacked Luo Lishang like a spirit snake, but Luo Lishang dodged the attack skillfully with a sway of his body. At the same time, he struck back with his backhand, and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Spiritual Silk was like a dragon emerging from the sea, going straight for Luo Ziyan's vital points.

The fight between the two was extremely fierce. In just a few seconds, they were already tied and neither of them had the slightest advantage.

Zhou Yiqiao took advantage of the situation and pushed them aside, killing two monks who were ignorant and wanted to take this opportunity to kill him, then he sat down and meditated in panic on the battlefield.

His injuries were so severe that he couldn't even pay full attention to the battle between Luo Lishang and Luo Ziyan.

He took out a handful of pills from the storage bag and swallowed them whole. Then he tapped his forehead and pulled out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner from his sea of ​​consciousness. He ordered Hunyu to temporarily protect his safety, then clasped his hands in front of his chest and made a strange seal.

The Yuqing Spiritual Flame was hanging high in the air, and the spiritual flame hung down like a waterfall, going straight into Zhou Yiqiao's body, nourishing his damaged body.

A vast and majestic pressure suddenly spread out, Zhou Yiqiao closed his eyes, and his whole body was shrouded in a faint halo.

It was an ancient and mysterious fluctuation of spiritual power, as if something from the depths of the soul was being awakened.

The monks around felt this power and looked sideways. Even in the fierce battle, they were shocked by this sudden power.

The fight between Luo Ziyan and Luo Lishang was also affected. They both stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Zhou Yiqiao.

"This is......"

A hint of surprise flashed in Luo Lishang's eyes. She could feel the huge aura of death contained in this power, as if it was related to some powerful existence in Zhou Yiqiao's body.

Luo Ziyan's expression became more solemn. She could feel the threat hidden in this power. If this power was fully released, it would probably have a significant impact on the entire battle situation.

The light on Zhou Yiqiao's body became brighter and brighter, his breathing gradually became steady, and the recovery speed of his wounds increased significantly.

His complexion began to regain its rosy color and his strength was rapidly returning.

Finally, under everyone's gaze, Zhou Yiqiao slowly opened his eyes. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and his entire temperament changed, becoming more fierce and powerful.

"Hunyu, give me a hand!"

Zhou Yiqiao let out a long roar towards the sky, his voice filled with unquestionable majesty.

As he called out, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner began to vibrate violently.

On the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, countless soul shadows were looming. They were the souls of the dead imprisoned in the banner. At this moment, they felt Zhou Yiqiao's will and began to make low and terrifying roars.

Luo Ziyan's face changed slightly. Thanks to her youngest sister, she had seen the impact of high-level spiritual magic tools on the battle situation when they were fully activated.

If they let Zhou Yiqiao go, even though they have the absolute upper hand now, the man in front of them who is controlling the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is enough to turn the battlefield around!

Thinking of this, Luo Ziyan immediately swung the whip in her hand more rapidly, trying to interrupt Zhou Yiqiao's spell.

"Zhou Yiqiao, do you think you can turn the tide of the battle with these dead souls?"

However, Zhou Yiqiao had entered a strange state at this moment. His consciousness was connected with the souls in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and he could feel their pain, anger, and desire.

He could feel that all the dead souls in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner were already stirring under the command of Hunyu. With just one opportunity, they would break free of the seal and become one with him!

"It's not about reversing the situation, but about ending the situation!"

Zhou Yiqiao's voice exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Immediately afterwards, everyone could see that the soul shadows on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner began to become clearer. They were struggling and roaring, and it seemed that they were about to break free from the constraints of the banner in the next moment.

Seeing this, Luo Ziyan's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. A trace of determination flashed in her eyes. The long whip in her hand glowed with golden light and turned into a golden lightning. She broke free from Luo Lishang's entanglement and hit Zhou Yiqiao directly.

"not good!"

Luo Lishang cried out in surprise, and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Spiritual Silk instantly turned into a barrier, trying to protect Zhou Yiqiao.

But Luo Ziyan's attack was too fierce. The golden whip collided with the Nine Heavens Mysterious Spiritual Silk, making a deafening roar.

Although Luo Lishang had a high level of cultivation, he was still knocked backwards by Luo Ziyan's full-strength attack.

At this critical moment, Zhou Yiqiao opened his eyes.

Those were a pair of lifeless, gray eyes, like gems that had been covered in dust for a long time and had lost their former dazzling brilliance.

He opened his mouth, and countless souls flew out from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, pouring into his body through his mouth, ears, eyes, and even every pore.

In an instant, his body was filled with a strong smell of death, which was the eerie and terrifying breath of ghosts.

His skin turned a pale green, his veins were exposed, and his facial features were hideous, like a demon.

"Don't get entangled, retreat quickly!"

Luo Ziyan changed her previous arrogance and her face changed drastically. She hurriedly ordered everyone to follow her and retreat.

But it was too late. Zhou Yiqiao's body had been completely taken over by the power of the dead souls. His figure disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Luo Ziyan like a ghost.

"Don't you think it's too late to escape now?"

Zhou Yiqiao's voice was no longer his own, but carried the anger and roar of countless souls in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

A trace of despair flashed in Luo Ziyan's eyes. She could feel the destructive power in Zhou Yiqiao, which was enough to reduce her to ashes.

She waved the golden whip desperately, trying to resist Zhou Yiqiao's attacks, but all the attacks seemed so powerless in front of Zhou Yiqiao.

"Do not--!"

Luo Ziyan let out a shrill scream. Her body was tightly bound by an invisible force and she could not move at all.

Zhou Yiqiao stretched out his hand and gently grasped it. Luo Ziyan's body was instantly compressed and turned into rays of spiritual light. It was sucked into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and became one of the dead souls.

This time, not only the cultivators under Luo Ziyan turned pale, but even the people with Zhou Yiqiao swallowed unconsciously.

An inexplicable fear surged in Luo Lishang's heart. She had never seen such a powerful Zhou Yiqiao, and she had never thought that a spiritual magic weapon could actually enhance a person's strength to such a level.

"Zhou Yiqiao, stop now!"

There was a hint of trembling in Luo Lishang's voice. She didn't know if Zhou Yiqiao could still listen to her in this state.

However, Zhou Yiqiao seemed not to have heard Luo Lishang's cry. His body continued to shuttle back and forth on the battlefield. Every time he appeared, he was accompanied by desperate screams. One cultivator after another was ruthlessly devoured by him and turned into dead souls in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The situation on the battlefield has completely gotten out of control. Zhou Yiqiao is like the god of death, and no one can stop him.

Luo Xingyu, Min Chengjian and others hurriedly arranged for everyone to leave the battlefield to avoid innocent people being hurt by Zhou Yiqiao's powerful attack.

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield where hundreds of monks were fighting was left with only a mess, some running away and some dying.

"Luo! Qing! Wu!"

After slaughtering everything, Zhou Yiqiao was still not satisfied. He stood in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, his voice like the cold wind in winter, icy and biting.

Just when everyone thought he was going to stop, bursts of shrill screams came from Zhou Yiqiao's body.

Amidst everyone's surprised gazes, countless evil spirits broke out of Zhou Yiqiao's body just like they had just entered his body, and spread out in all directions.

Luo Lishang and the others understood that Zhou Yiqiao was going to capture Luo Qingwu personally and settle the account of betrayal once and for all.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, as if they had already imagined what kind of horrible fate Luo Qingwu would encounter after being found by Zhou Yiqiao.

After a few breaths, the evil spirit that had spread out returned to Zhou Yiqiao.

Just when everyone thought that Zhou Yiqiao was going to punish Luo Qingwu, no one expected that he would take the initiative to suppress the dead souls in his body back into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and his body returned to its original state.

Seeing this, everyone rushed forward to check on Zhou Yiqiao's condition.

"Zhou Yiqiao, are you okay?"

Luo Lishang supported Zhou Yiqiao who had fallen to the ground and checked his condition with an anxious look on his face.

"No...it's okay..."

Zhou Yiqiao took a few deep breaths before he struggled to tell everyone the reason why he turned back into a human.

"Luo Qingwu has already joined up with Luo Shanhu and headed to the Seventh Prince's residence to deal with the Crown Prince. You guys should go back and help."