It was in the forests of the far north.
The demon master once swallowed up the ten thousand ghosts cast by the messenger of the witch sect.
Now, master demon spirit has broken through to the realm of Emperor Wu.
But the forbidden soul gourd is still a magic weapon.
Not a magic weapon.
Forbidden soul gourd wants to be promoted from a magic weapon to a magic weapon.
In addition to materials.
It also requires a large number of soul power.
Originally, Xiao Changfeng was still worried.
It''s alright now.
Absorbed 100000 ghosts in human skin drum.
Forbidden gourd is bound to be promoted to magic weapon.
Therefore, Xiao Changfeng did not hesitate to smile.
At this time, he put away the forbidden gourd.
And the divine sense transmitted the sound and ordered the demon master to help the forbidden soul gourd to be promoted.
Once the forbidden gourd becomes a magic weapon.
Its power will have a qualitative change.
"You swallowed my 100000 ghosts!"
When someone is happy, naturally someone is sad.
At this time, the son of witchcraft almost vomited blood with anger.
He stared blankly at the emptiness in front of him.
Still hard to believe.
He spent ten years collecting these ghosts.
Although he is the son of witchcraft.
But you can''t kill at will.
Especially 100000 people.
Therefore, these 100000 ghosts are also extremely important to him.
He thought he could seriously hurt Xiao Changfeng with these 100000 ghosts.
But I don''t want to make wedding clothes for others.
He hates me!
He''s angry!
He hates me!
At this time, his eyes became scarlet as blood.
More crazy.
Like a volcanic eruption.
Out of his body.
Let all the spectators near the altar be surprised.
"The son is angry!"
Shan Yu looked at the battlefield in the sky.
He never thought of it.
The 100000 ghosts in the human skin drum will be taken away by Xiao Changfeng.
You know, wizards study souls and poisons.
And the Holy Son of witchcraft has the spirit of witchcraft.
Can control the soul and communicate with ghosts and gods.
It''s also a special magic instrument called skin drum.
However, this is the case.
One hundred thousand ghosts were taken away.
This can only prove one thing.
The forbidden soul gourd in Xiao Changfeng''s hand.
More powerful than a human skin drum.
"Dan Huang, you have successfully angered me. I will kill you, make your bones into a witch, and feed my ghost general with your soul!"
The Holy Son of the witch sect roared and was covered with bloodthirsty red awns.
He is a strong man in the six aspects of Huangwu territory.
At this time, he tried his best to urge, and the momentum was like a rainbow, startling the sky.
"Witchcraft: skeleton poison claw!"
The Holy Son of the witch sect gave a long roar.
Suddenly, black gas gushed out of his body.
He condensed it into a bone claw.
The sharp claw carries a deadly poison.
The poison is terrible.
It is a combination of plant poison, monster poison and corpse rot poison.
Invisible poison gas diffused.
Distort the air.
Some plants and trees on the ground withered in an instant.
As for many barbarians and wizards, they also quickly use Reiki to resist.
"You talk too much nonsense!"
Xiao Changfeng narrowed his eyes and slowly stretched out his fist.
"White tiger fist!"
With one punch, the world was shocked.
I saw a white tiger''s virtual shadow flickering away in the air.
Then the White Gold fist awned out of the air.
It made the air riot and the aura surged.
Boom!
White tiger fist and skeleton poison claw collided in mid air.
Suddenly, the golden light was shining and the poison gas splashed.
The terrible roar was deafening.
The battle wave of terror swept all sides.
Like two gods fighting on the nine heavens.
It shocked countless spectators.
"Who is stronger?"
They craned their necks and stared at the war.
Want to see who''s better at this blow.
"Second punch!"
Xiao Changfeng''s voice sounded from the sky.
Then they saw Xiao Changfeng clenching his right hand.
Play again.
The second punch is more powerful than the first punch.
The white tiger stared at many.
A thrilling smell of deforestation suddenly appeared.
It''s like a peerless beast roaring around the world.
"Witchcraft: dark palm!"
The Holy Son of the witch sect has dignified eyes.
Facing the white tiger fist which is stronger than the first fist.
He was full of evil spirits, and his skin was as white as light.
At this time, a dark line appeared.
Then he rose to the sky.
Clap it with one hand.
This palm is like the hand of Shura.
With endless darkness and forest, it seems to annihilate all the light.
Boom!
Fists and palms collide like two mountains colliding with each other.
The fierce roar resounded over the whole Jiyang city.
Make all the spectators tremble.
However, this blow was a stronger point of white tiger divine fist.
Although the son of witchcraft was not seriously injured.
But he was also beaten out for hundreds of meters.
In contrast, Xiao Changfeng.
But it never retreated.
"Third punch!"
Xiao Changfeng didn''t give the Holy Son of the witch sect any chance to breathe.
The third punch came in an instant.
Roar!
This time, the white tiger''s virtual shadow became half virtual and half real.
The killing spirit is stronger.
"Witchcraft: blood barrier!"
The son of the witch sect looks a little ugly.
But in the face of Xiao Changfeng''s third punch, he couldn''t resist it.
I saw him bite his finger.
Suddenly the red blood flew out.
The blood and aura fused and condensed into a 20 meter high barrier in front of him.
The barrier is as thick as a city wall.
However, in the face of Xiao Changfeng''s third record of white tiger Shenquan.
But still some are not enough to see.
Bang!
However, after three seconds, the blood barrier was broken by one punch.
Then the rest of the fist hit the son of the witch sect.
Let the Holy Son of the witch sect retreat more than 30 meters again.
Although Xiao Changfeng is only the peak in the early stage of transforming God.
But whether it''s magic or divine body.
None of them can be matched by the Holy Son of witchcraft.
What''s more, Xiao Changfeng''s performance is the most suitable white tiger battle volume.
With the power of mortals, how to compete with immortals?
This is the situation faced by the Holy Son of witchcraft.
"Fourth punch!"
Without hesitation, Xiao Changfeng hit the fourth punch.
This time, the power of white tiger divine fist is stronger.
The power of this kind of boxing superposition.
The farther back, the harder it is to resist!
"Witchcraft: bone hammer hand!"
The son of sorcery is very passive, but he can''t help resisting it.
Suddenly, his hands were like a hammer and smashed down.
It''s like a giant spirit holding a hammer to break the whole sacrificial city.
Unfortunately, in front of the white tiger fist.
Lost again.
The son of the witch sect retreated 300 meters.
"Fifth punch!"
Xiao Changfeng''s figure flashed and caught up with the Holy Son of the witch sect.
Immediately hit the fifth punch.
Click!
This time, the Holy Son of the witch sect was finally injured.
The bones of the hand were twisted, and a trace of red blood flowed from the wound.
Turned his right hand red.
The pungent smell of blood makes people crazy.
It also makes the breath of the Holy Son of witchcraft become more violent.
But Xiao Changfeng ignored it.
"Sixth punch!"
Xiao Changfeng''s body is slightly bent, like a big bow.
His fist is an arrow.
"Ow!"
The white tiger''s virtual shadow is incomparably solid, and it has wings on its back.
be a tiger with wings added!
"No!"
Beiwu''s face changed.
At this time, Xiao Changfeng''s sixth fist has fallen.
This time.
The son of witchcraft can no longer resist.
It was knocked down directly from mid air, marking a kilometer long mark.
Finally hit a 100 meter pit!
You can do all kinds of witchcraft. I''ll defeat you with one punch!