Xiao Hua looked up and saw that it was Huang Mengxiang. Huang Mengxiang flew to the shape of a smart butterfly, flying around everyone, but saw Huang Mengxiang's left hand waving a slightly thin samadhi true fire, while his right hand waved on some monks whose samadhi true fire was stained with. Without waving it a few times, the samadhi true fire on the monks' bodies was annihilated!

"Great goodness!" Xiao Hua realized that the Huang family in Tianmen Mountain is probably the true blood of Zhuque. Huang Mengxiang is the daughter of the Huang family and has outstanding qualifications. It is not surprising that he can learn Samadhi True Fire.

But how could Xiao Hua's Samadhi True Fire be extinguished at will? He had to wave the magic trick several times each time before he could extinguish a cluster of Samadhi True Fire. But even so, Xiao Hua was able to help, and he had less effort in saving fire, focusing on killing the hesitant ghosts in the hall!

In this way, the ghosts wandering among the monks were almost wiped out. Even though there were no monks who had their lives plundered by ghosts, Xiao Hua's expression did not seem relaxed. After all, in this moment, Huang Mengxiang's face had already flushed, which was obviously due to lack of magic power. As the Dharma Eye saw, there were still many ghosts outside the gate of the Vermillion Bird Hall, slowly swimming in!

"If you lay out Samadhi True Fire around the Vermilion Bird Palace, it would be able to stop the invasion of ghosts, but after all, it is not a long-term solution. My magic power is limited after all. This ghost seems to be endless. You must find the reason!" Xiao Hua thought for a moment, rubbed his hand, and dozens of Samadhi True Fires flew out again, igniting the nearest ghosts of the violent cultivators in the hall. Then, his body flew and rushed towards the gate of the Vermilion Bird Palace. He raised his right hand and swung out a fire wall technique. Then he waved left and right. The fire wall spread rapidly along the four walls of the Vermilion Bird Palace with Xiao Hua's gesture, without waiting for the fire walls on both sides to meet. Xiao Hua raised his left and right hands together, and the three Samadhi True Fires appeared in the fire wall at the same time, and it also moved with the spread of the fire wall!

Xiao Hua's hand is quite useful. Although the fire wall cannot stop the ghosts, after the Samadhi True Fire appears, any ghosts that surge into the Vermilion Bird Palace are ignited by the Samadhi True Fire, and they can no longer get close to the monks who fall in the center of the Vermilion Bird Palace.

"Oh, it's still a temporary solution!" Xiao Hua looked at the Samadhi True Fire that was dim after igniting a ghost. He sighed and flew into the air of the Vermillion Bird Palace again. At this time, all the ghosts in the air were killed by Xiao Hua, which was considered safe.

Seeing Huang Mengxiang still destroying the true fire of Samadhi among the monks, Xiao Hua pinched his chin with his hand and looked at the monks under him. After a moment, Xiao Hua's eyes lit up, and then he secretly opened his Dharma eyes, but among the many monks, a monk with a slightly light green body that looked similar to a ghost appeared in Xiao Hua's Dharma eyes.

"It's him!" Xiao Huafeng narrowed his eyes slightly, pretending to pass by the short cultivator who seemed to be only about tenth level of Qi refining. With a wave of his left and right hands, several Samadhi True Fire flew down together, and rushed straight towards the male cultivator with a pale face and a little deep-eyed.
Chapter completed!