The bright sun pierced the darkness.
Pour it into Jiyang city again.
However, these sunshine did not bring warmth to people.
Millions of spectators.
At this time, my heart is cold and cold.
In the sky, yin and Yang ghosts will disappear.
Only the demon master and a forbidden gourd exist.
This is for everyone.
It''s all unacceptable bad news.
"Ghost general? No?"
The ancestor of Beiwu can no longer keep calm.
At this time, I looked at the sky and felt my hands and feet cold.
No one knows the importance of Yin-Yang ghosts better than her.
With these two yin-yang ghost generals, the Holy Son of witch sect is the peerless arrogance.
Without these two yin-yang ghost generals.
The son of witchcraft is just an ordinary Tianjiao.
Although better than ordinary people.
But lost hope for the future.
It''s just that the ancestor of Beiwu can''t imagine.
Such a strange and powerful yin-yang ghost will.
How could they be robbed by others?
You should know that the Holy Son of witchcraft has the spirit of witchcraft.
Be able to communicate with ghosts and gods and control souls.
Therefore, these two ghosts will not only be able to protect him, but also fight for him.
Ghosts will be invisible.
In the soul of the son of witchcraft.
Never heard of being robbed.
This... This is incredible!
"That gourd, what kind of treasure is it? Is it a sacred vessel? But ordinary sacred vessels don''t have such great power!"
At this time, Shan Yu focused on the forbidden soul gourd.
He knows very well.
Whether it''s the previous 100000 ghosts.
Or the yin-yang Ghost this time.
Are absorbed by this magical gourd.
And there is a stronger soul than the ghost.
It''s definitely a treasure!
For a time, Shan Yu''s heart was full of greed and desire.
If it weren''t for Beiwu''s father.
Maybe he''s going to rob it at this time.
And the hardest hit.
Nature is the son of witchcraft.
At this time, he can clearly feel it.
The connection between yourself and two ghost generals.
It''s completely broken.
Not only could he not contact the yin-yang ghost general, he could not even feel it.
He stared at the forbidden gourd.
I just feel cold, like falling into an ice cellar.
"Demon spirit, come back!"
At this time, Xiao Changfeng stretched out his hand.
The forbidden soul gourd returned to his hands.
After the demon master grinned, he turned into a pale golden rainbow and disappeared into the forbidden soul gourd.
"These two ghosts will be equivalent to two strong men in the imperial martial arts realm, which is good!"
Xiao Changfeng shook the forbidden soul gourd.
Then he put it into the storage ring with satisfaction.
The strength of these two yin-yang ghost generals is not weak.
If there is no forbidden soul gourd.
I''m afraid Xiao Changfeng can only use the talisman array and empty flying sword.
But now it''s for its own use.
As for being hurt by the demon master.
Xiao Changfeng didn''t care.
Forbidden gourd can not only absorb and imprison souls.
It can also warm the soul.
In addition, the recovery ability of ghosts is very strong.
It won''t take long to recover.
As for receiving, it is not a problem for Xiao Changfeng.
He has his own means to make Yin and Yang ghosts surrender.
"Return me, ghost general!"
A roar like a fierce ghost roared suddenly.
The face of the Holy Son of the witch sect was extremely gloomy.
The scarlet awn in his eyes seemed to condense into a flame.
It''s burning.
If we say that the loss of 100000 ghosts can only make the Holy Son of witchcraft feel distressed.
Then two yin-yang ghosts will be taken away.
It cost him half his life.
this moment.
He has completely fallen into rage and madness.
"Withered witch blade!"
The son of the witch sect suddenly tore open his chest.
He grabbed a small blade from his body.
The blade is only the size of a finger.
As thin as a cicada''s wings.
I don''t know it''s because it''s stained with blood. It''s blood red all over.
There is also a strong smell of blood in the world.
In an instant, a virtual shadow of the sea of blood appeared on the sky.
"The son of God used the holy instrument!"
The pupil of Beiwu ancestor contracted.
Every son and daughter will be given a sacred instrument.
The son of witchcraft is no exception.
His sacred vessels were given by the witch saint.
It is this withered witch blade as thin as cicada wings!
This Sabre is made from the bones of extraterrestrial animals.
Can suck blood like a living creature.
And once cut by this knife.
Whether it''s a creature or a stone.
All wither in an instant.
This Sabre is extremely evil. It is also one of the killer maces of the son of witchcraft.
Before, the Holy Son of witch sect wanted to defeat Xiao Changfeng with his own strength.
But now even Yin and Yang ghosts have been robbed.
He naturally stopped keeping his hands.
Finally took out the sacred vessel.
"I''ll kill you!"
The son of sorcery roared.
Then he urged the withered witch blade to turn into a very weak streamer.
The streamer is imperceptible to the naked eye.
And incredibly fast.
Three times the speed of sound.
"Moving mountain seal!"
However, no matter how fast the withered witch blade is, it can''t escape the observation of divine consciousness.
Suddenly, Xiao Changfeng manipulated Shanyin to stop the withered witch blade.
When!
Jin Tiezheng sounded.
However, the moving mountain seal was cut out by the withered witch knife.
And the breath is weakening rapidly.
As if withered.
Moving mountain seal is refined from a big mountain.
It was also refined by Xiao Changfeng with dragon spine fossils.
Its hardness is no less than that of sacred vessels.
But under the withered witch knife, it was a little irresistible.
Suddenly Xiao Changfeng dared not continue.
Took back the moving mountain seal.
"Sword!"
Xiao Changfeng opened his mouth and vomited.
The empty flying sword flew out of his elixir field.
Into a bronze light.
Instantly cut through the world and meet the withered witch blade.
Bang Dang!
Swords collided, and the harsh clang rang through the world.
The withered witch blade is very strong, but it can''t wither the empty flying sword.
But the empty flying sword can''t wither the witch sword.
Dangdang!
The sword soared high above the sky.
Sparks kept splashing.
The harsh clank is one after another.
However, whether it is a withered witch sword or a flying sword in the void.
Can''t suppress each other.
Like the tip of a needle to the wheat awn!
"Sancai sword array!"
Xiao Changfeng did not wait.
The void flying sword is controlled by the sword spirit. He doesn''t need to be too distracted.
At this time, he controls the Sancai sword array.
Kill the son of the witch sect.
"No, the son is in danger!"
Seeing this scene, the ancestor of Beiwu was surprised.
At the moment, the Holy Ghost of the witch sect will be taken away.
The withered witch blade can''t break through the empty flying sword.
It''s the weakest time.
How can we continue to face Xiao Changfeng''s fierce attack.
"Human skin drum!"
The son of the witch sect was shocked and immediately took out the human skin drum to interfere with the sound wave.
"Witchcraft: skeleton poison claw!"
"Witchcraft: dark palm!"
"Witchcraft: blood barrier!"
The Holy Son of the witch sect continues to perform all kinds of witchcraft.
However, Xiao Changfeng''s magic is stronger than him.
White tiger Shenquan, water and sky of the Yellow River, Sancai sword array, moving mountain seal.
In an instant, the fiercest battle broke out in the sky.
But anyone can see.
The son of witchcraft is obviously at a disadvantage.
And with the passage of time, the disadvantages become more and more obvious.
Finally, the son of witchcraft was forced into a desperate situation.
"Soul devouring poison!"
The son of the witch sect finally used his own poisonous insects!