The Firefall Daoist keenly sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, the handprint changed, and several Firefall broke away from the magic circle, roaring straight towards the black mist.

The black mist twisted a few times, twisting out a few strange and abnormal angles, and happened to flash the attacks of a few firefalls.

"Boom Boom"

The firefall brushed past it and smashed on the ground, causing the ground to shake endlessly, and the fireballs burst open, and the flames flowed disorderly on the ground of the courtyard.

The Firefall Daoist's heart was shocked, this Yin Soul had avoided his Firefall Technique so easily, and he didn't even show his face, which was really powerful.

The Firefall Daoist didn't dare to slack off, the incantation in his mouth was urgent, and at the same time, he pinched a few magic seals as quickly as possible, and a little bit towards the Firefall Great Array, nearly half of the burning Fire Meteorite immediately flew out of the magic circle, and under his traction, it shot towards the black mist intensively.

The fire meteorite dragged dozens of long tails of fire in the air, just like a meteor that crossed the night, very gorgeous.

The black mist seemed to know that the power of these fire meteorites could not be underestimated, and it jumped backwards as soon as it turned around, and in the blink of an eye, it was mixed with the black mist around it.

The black mist that poured out of the Great Golden Seal had now spread throughout the entire mansion, and it was very thick, and the black mist-like yin spirit had infiltrated it, and it was even more difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The Firefall Daoist didn't panic, took out a yellow paper spell, put it on his forehead, and then opened his eyes to look.

The originally black and misty courtyard suddenly became clear in his eyes, and the outlines of the rockery trees that had been hidden by the fog reappeared in his eyes.

What's more, he noticed that a black mist was circling around his back, silently leaning towards him.

The black mist and the black mist were mixed together, and it was very difficult to distinguish, but the slight fluctuations caused by its movement could not hide from the eyes of the Firefall Daoist.

The Firefall Daoist pretended not to notice, but secretly dragged dozens of Fire Meteorites and slowly approached the black mist.

When the black mist was not far from him, he suddenly launched, and twenty or thirty firefalls shot out towards the black mist from all directions, not giving it any chance to dodge!

By the time the black mist reacted, it was already too late, and dozens of fire meteorites had already shot in front of it!

The face of the Firefall Daoist couldn't help but show a hint of joy, this Yin Spirit, which had been deeply feared by him before he even officially appeared, was finally about to be destroyed.

Under the attack of so many fire meteorites, no matter how powerful the Yin Spirit is, it will inevitably be scattered.

At this moment, the black fog that was besieged from all sides suddenly exploded with a "bang", turning into countless thin silk threads and flying in all directions.

Twenty or thirty flaming meteorites bombarded together, and an earth-shattering explosion broke out, and a huge pillar of fire rose into the sky, and the fierce air waves rushed around with the fire stream, and the sound was amazing, and the ground was shaken incessantly, as if it had been shaken.

If it weren't for the fact that the Firefall Dao people had arranged an enchantment when they first infiltrated the mansion, enveloping the entire mansion so that the battle inside would not affect the outside world, I was afraid that all the houses within a radius of one mile would be engulfed by the overflowing wind and flames.

As soon as the Firefall Daoist saw the strange black mist disappear, his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, and he was about to turn around.

A thin, cold ghost figure had quickly condensed and formed behind the Firefall Dao people.

The ghost figure gave a cruel smile, waved his right arm down, and with a "snort", five ghost claws grabbed from the right shoulder of the Firefall Daoist to his left waist.

The defensive talisman on the back of the Firefall Daoist had been destroyed by Han Ye before, and most of it was immediately destroyed, where could it withstand the claws of this ghost.

In an instant, the skin opened and the flesh opened, the bones were visible deeply, and blood gushed out from the wound like a fountain.

The Firefall Daoist screamed, almost fainting in pain.

He staggered forward, trying to get as far away as the horrible ghost, and his injuries and rush so hard that he nearly fell to the ground.

Rushing out of the distance, the Firefall Daoist looked back with a pale face and panting.

For the first time, he saw the ghost in its true form.

It was a very thin middle-aged man, with a pale complexion, no beard, wearing a Ming Dynasty official uniform, which did not seem to be terrifying, but the nails of his ten fingers were as black as hooks, and there were remnants of flesh and blood on them, and blood dripped from his nails from time to time.

The ghost raised his hand, opened his mouth, and let the blood on his nails slowly drip into his mouth, then stretched out his tongue and licked it, with an intoxicated look on his face:

"The taste of living flesh is delicious, and I have never tasted such delicious flesh and blood in hundreds of years trapped in the Great Golden Seal. ”

With that, he turned his head to look at the Firefall Daoist, his eyes beating with excitement. He wasn't looking at a person as much as a delicious piece of food.

The Firefall Daoist's face, which had turned pale from blood loss, immediately became a little whiter.