"Wan Chonglou, don't be complacent too early, who will kill the deer, there are two more to say. ”

Elder Yang Ming was quite unwilling in his heart, he felt that if it weren't for Wan Chonglou's mastery of the spirit weapon, which was stronger than his own ghost flag, how could he not be his opponent in the state of ghost devouring souls.

"Oh, then I want to see what else you have to do to turn the tables. ”

Wan Chonglou walked slowly towards him, the blue light on the spearhead flickering.

Qin Huai watched very anxiously on the side, if it wasn't for him on the verge of breaking through, he really wanted to shout: Senior, the villain died from talking too much, although you are not a villain, but you are really talking too much now, hurry up and poke this bad old man to pull him down!

Sure enough, before Qin Huai finished shouting the words in his mind, Elder Yang Ming over there made a move.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Elder Yang Ming threw the ghost banner fragment in his hand towards Wanzhong Tower, and the moment it flew in front of Wanzhong Tower, the ghost banner fragment swelled violently, each piece was like a black hole that devoured everything, pulling everything around it towards it.

If this ghost banner was taken out and repaired by the smelting master, it would still be repaired, but he actually put his mind to use the fragments of the ghost banner as a self-detonation conductor.

The ghost banner that was originally a spiritual treasure stored would explode after absorbing a large amount of spiritual power, I am afraid that the power fluctuations caused would even surpass a large realm of the Huitong Realm.

However, Elder Yang Ming was originally seriously injured, and the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth had also lost a lot in the battle consumption, and even a few words of dialogue between them could not save much spiritual power.

It's like the ** without the yield is not able to explode an earth-shattering explosion, which is also a truth.

Wanzhong Lou did not change color, he had long known that Yang Ming, this old thing, would never give up, the spear in his hand swept violently, and a long-accumulating cyan Jiao greeted the black hole vortex erupted from the ghost banner with a roaring sound, and roared: "Long wind thousands of miles!"

Blinding cyan light emanated from the phantom of the frog, like a tornado that sucked everything up, spreading in all directions.

There was a loud click, and a tearing sound came from the frog and the black hole colliding together.

A moment later, centered on the collision between the black hole and the frog, the space within 100 meters turned into a completely black world.

From a distance, it looks like a huge black-cyan sphere with a diameter of 100 meters, appearing on the ground out of thin air.

The sphere produced after the collision of spiritual power emitted violent spiritual power fluctuations, causing the originally destroyed soil layer on the ground to be swept into the sky again, and cyan lightning and pitch-black demonic qi continued to overflow from the sphere, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Boom!"

The black sphere expanded towards the sides of Wanzhong Building and Elder Yangming, crushing it.

Wan Chonglou snorted coldly, the green tendons of the hand holding the spear burst out, and the whole body exuded a dazzling cyan light, and a pair of pupils seemed to be burning, and the momentum went to the next level.

"Just a wreckage, break it for me!"

He jumped to his feet, swung his spear, and rushed forward with an invincible force.

With a loud bang, the spear broke through the most superficial layer of spiritual power of the sphere and pierced into it.

Wan Chonglou twisted his wrist and turned the spear in a circle, and the cyan aura suddenly flourished, covering up the pitch black, and the black ball of light, which was already a hundred meters in diameter, was concave inward and kept shaking. Elder Yang Ming who was watching was dumbfounded, and Qin Huai on the side might not understand, this was equivalent to tearing up two nirvana that were comparable to the peak powerhouses of the Huitong Realm.

"Broken!"

With an order, with a bang, the black ball of light was passed through by the frog spear, and the intact sphere was broken in half.

"Boom!"

Wan Chong Lou fell back to the ground and stood in front of Elder Yang Ming with the billowing demonic qi that exploded like a balloon, and the cyan light on his body gradually dissipated.

The ground was torn apart again, leaving seven or eight cracks more than 100 meters long, and the height of the soil layer was cut down by three or four meters by these fluctuations, thanks to this is in the forest, the terrain is flat, if it is in the town, the two of them will be a catastrophe if they move casually, and the spiritual power will touch twice, and the buildings on both sides of the street will completely collapse and become ruins.

This is the real Huitong Realm monk, who does not move like a mountain, and when he moves, he is earth-shattering.

"This is your last resort? Yang Ming, if this is your last resort, then I will take your life, under Jiuquan, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. ”

Wan Chonglou calmly handed the spear to Elder Yang Ming's throat and said calmly.

"Hahaha......"

Elder Yang Ming laughed, coughing up black blood stains as he laughed, and the plasma flowed out of his facial features, even his eyes.

"If I also have a spiritual weapon, I don't know who killed the deer. ”

"You wait, Wanzhonglou, and you little bastard, the Chaotic Knife Sect, the Earth Ghost Sect will not let you go, I have sent out the transmission light talisman, and the Random Sword Sect and the Earth Ghost Sect that received my news will put you on the must-kill list, you will die." ”

"I'm just going first, and when I get there, I'll wait for you. ”

"What I can't get, no one can get!"

"No one ......"

"Smack!"

Before the words fell, Wan Zhonglou sent his hand forward, and with a stir, Elder Yangming's shriveled body cracked, turned into two halves, and flew to the left and right.

All that remained on the ground was a patch of black blood, and a mosaic of internal organs.

A Huitong Realm, Elder Yangming, who was already a cultivator powerhouse in the eyes of ordinary people, just fell in this secluded forest.

"It's very noisy, there are a lot of people who want to kill me, but I'm ten thousand buildings, and now I still get a good one. ”

Elder Yangming withdrew the spear in his hand and sneered, not taking Elder Yangming's threat to heart, firstly, he was justified in the face of the Chaotic Sword Sect, and secondly, everyone in the Ghost Sect was punished, even if he came to the door, he would kill himself.

In the territory of Huitong, he still doesn't think that someone from the Ghost Gate killed him.

"Bah...... Yikes......"

Just as he was about to walk towards Qin Huai's side, a voice came from the depths of the secluded forest, like a baby's cry while babbling, but it was extremely loud and resounded through the sky!

And with a sound, the originally calm and waveless secluded forest sky suddenly blew a violent wind, the violent wind turned into a miracle, shocking the sky, rolling the hole soil flying, colorful spiritual mist rolling, surging in all directions.

"That's..."

At this moment, even Wan Chonglou, who was not afraid of the sky and the earth just now, widened his eyes and looked at the spiritual mist in disbelief.

The colorful spiritual mist was surging, looming, revealing a huge beast shadow, as high as a mountain, and the fierce aura rushed to the ten directions, this fierce aura was extremely fast, and under a sweep, Wan Chonglou took a step back fiercely, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, it was so far away, just a breath sweep could make him feel hurt.

Wan Chonglou's face turned pale, and while his mouth spurted blood, he quickly evacuated.