In this black ball of light, there are ghost head phantoms, some large and small, some black and white, some have sharp horns, some fangs are exposed, and the strange screams announced are also thick or thin, different, but these strange sounds are beautiful, but they suddenly give birth to a vague sense of confusion.

"Demon Catastrophe!"

The disciples of Wuwei Sect Academy had a thrill in their hearts, and they didn't care about refining the elixir, so they looked at the sky with their heads held high.

In the sky, dark clouds were rolling, and a noisy ghost cry came, and a cluster of black light and shadow converged towards the center, and actually transformed into a huge black mirror, and a cloud of black light flew out above the mirror, just a flash, and it had already fallen on the disciples of Wuwei Sect Courtyard across thousands of feet.

The disciples of Wuwei Sect only felt that their bodies were light, and their minds were blurred, and they were about to be swept away by this black light, but in front of them were hideous ghosts, crying and laughing.

At this moment, in his mind, there was a Sanskrit sound in his mind, and he knew that he woke up in an instant.

The disciple of Wuwei Sect snorted coldly, and suddenly seven colors of thunder shone around his body, and as soon as the thunder moved backwards, the black mist surrounding him was instantly repelled by the thunder, and one by one the ghost heads disappeared without a trace.

"Huh!"

A strange cry of surprise came from the jet-black mirror, and a huge ghost head like a hill suddenly appeared in the mirror, with a green face and fangs, and a pair of blood-red demon eyes as small as a pavilion staring at the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Courtyard tightly, and the long red tongue licked the thick lips, and suddenly grinned.

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Although they didn't know where this ghost head came from, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect knew that they couldn't let this thing live for a while.

With a wave of his hand, a seven-colored arc as thick as a bowl burst through the air, hitting the ghost head.

At this moment, the space around the body was suddenly tight, and two huge ghost claws of white bones rushed out of the dark clouds silently, one left and one right rushed towards the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, its speed was like electricity, and when there were still dozens of zhang away from the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, there was a "boom" in the two ghost claws, and a cloud of green mist erupted together.

With a "click", the two ghost claws collided together, and a sharp explosion moved, and the figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy was instantly torn apart by two huge forces, and then was turned into nothing by the green mist.

The strange thing is that there is not a single drop of blood bursting out of this body.

And when the seven-colored arc was about to hit the ghost head, the ghost head opened his mouth lightly, spewing out a cloud of green mist, and there was a soft sound, and the seemingly unstoppable seven-color thunder turned invisible in the green mist.

Thousands of feet away, the figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy flashed and appeared in the void.

What was destroyed by those two ghost claws just now was nothing more than an illusion condensed at random.

"It is also valuable to be able to dodge a blow from Benjun, no wonder it can attract seven-colored heavenly thunder!"

The ghost head spits out people's words and laughs strangely.

Then, with a big mouth, another cloud of green mist flew out, and this green mist swirled and changed in the air, but it turned into thousands of long green arrows of a long and short length, and the torrential rain generally shot towards the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.

At the same time, the black giant mirror suddenly misunderstood and changed, shrunk towards the center, and turned into a hideous giant ghost with a height of a thousand feet. Surrounded by green flames, Bai Sensen's skeleton was like nothing in the green flames.

It's just a skeleton, though. Just standing in the void at will, but radiant. The dark clouds in the sky churned violently, and the colors rushed towards the skeleton, and in a moment, the skeleton had turned into a black-robed man, and the ghost head that originally looked hideous and fierce was turned into the face of a ten-year-old young man, with clear cheeks and sword eyebrows, but a pair of pupils were still a strange blood-red color.

Look closely. This face is actually the same as the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and it has only expanded many times.

Seeing the long arrows shooting at a rapid pace, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect just waved their robe sleeves into the void at will, and a ball of seven-colored thunder flew out of the sleeves, and in the roar, it turned into an arm-thick arc towards the long arrows.

The sound of thunder rose one after another, and the long arrows scattered without a trace.

"Who are you who dare to change the appearance of the Noble Venerable?"

The disciple of the Wuwei Sect asked coldly.

This heart demon calamity seems to be a little different, although the disciples of Wuwei Sect have secretly questioned in their hearts. But there is not much worry, this ghost looks mighty, but it is an illusory thing, whether it is the Nine Heavens God Thunder. It is still the true fire of the purple sun, and it is a sharp weapon to resist ghosts and monsters.

"I am you, you are me. Don't you even know yourself? Okay, the deity lets you see your face? ”

The ghost grinned. The dynamics actually became the same as the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.

A big hand flashed with brilliance, and suddenly there was a golden bronze mirror. The light and shadow in the bronze mirror shone brightly, and one after another figures floated out, Da Niu, Xiao Juan, Qingyang Daoren, and Muji Monk...... All of them have clear faces, or smiles, or open their mouths to speak.

The disciples of the Wuwei Sect couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the bronze mirror, a ray of light came into their eyes, and their divine consciousness blurred again.

The next moment, the image in the bronze mirror changed, a sea of blood poured out from the ground at will, swallowing the big cow, Xiao Juan, and Qingyang Dao people into the blood light one by one, the smile on Xiao Juan's face suddenly turned into a nervous color, screamed silently, half of his body instantly turned into nothing, the big bull rose into the air, but a hideous giant claw stretched out in the sea of blood, and grabbed it in the middle.

"Don't!"

The disciple of the Wuwei Gate Academy screamed loudly, and his figure flickered, and he actually rushed at the bronze mirror.

The black-robed man in the air couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and his other big hand grabbed it down at will, and a hurricane flew out of his palm, and the figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect flew into the air.

The black-robed man had a strong smile on the corner of his mouth, and he grabbed the body of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect and sent it to his mouth.

At this moment, with a "boom", a ball of rolling golden flames rushed out of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy, instantly turning into dozens of acres of size, wrapping half of the black-robed man's figure in the middle.

The Wuwei Sect disciple's originally confused gaze was shot at this moment, and with a cold snort, seven-colored arcs as thick as buckets flew out of his body, turning into thunder chains that surrounded the black-robed man's body, shrinking towards the center.

The sound of thunder was earth-shattering.

The thousand-foot-tall figure of the black-robed man and the shiny bronze mirror in his hand disappeared in an instant.

A black ball of light as small as a skull burst out of the thunder and fire, soaring into the sky, teleporting above the sky, as if it was about to tear through the space.

"It's already here, why rush to get out, the deity hasn't seen what you really are?"

The disciple of Wuwei Gate said coldly, the figure chased after him like a light smoke, rubbed his hands together, and a shining "swastika" Buddha seal rose to the sky, brushed the ground, and arrived behind the black light and shadow, a misunderstanding changed, turned into a color light net, towards the center, to wrap the black shadow in the middle.

"Ben Xian has already reminded you, this kid is unusual, you want to use this unpopular method to resist him, this is a mess, right?"

A thunderous man's movement suddenly sounded in the air, followed by the dynamic, and there was a vast pale golden palm, this palm easily tore through the thick canopy, and appeared in front of the color light network, casually patted, "bang" a muffled sound, and the color light network collapsed in response.

The next moment, the palm of his hand changed to grasp, and he easily caught the black shadow in the palm of his hand.

"Wide-eyed Heavenly King, you dare!"

The shadow let out a high-pitched scream.

"Then why don't you dare, forget a wisp of remnant soul, you are injured like this, do you dare to step into the nine heavens?"

"You, this gentleman will not let you go!"

"Then it depends on whether your body has this ability!"

The thunderous dynamic sounded again, and a silver dragon head suddenly poked out in the void, its mouth opened and sucked, and the black shadow caught in the palm of the palm was swallowed by the dragon head.

The dragon's head was followed by another pale golden palm, and the silver dragon as thick as a bucket was impressively coiled on the wrist and arm of this palm.

Such an abrupt scene was presented in front of them, and the disciples of Wuwei Sect were secretly shocked in their hearts, this Buddha seal's changing light network seemed to be ordinary, but it was not a ghost soul or a wisp of monster divine thoughts that could be scattered at will. And although this silver dragon is small, the spiritual pressure on its body is not weak, and looking at its appearance, it is undoubtedly a silver dragon, which is not comparable to Jiao.

can tear open the canopy at will, and can control a silver dragon, what kind of character is this.

The title of "Heavenly King" shows the identity of this person, and it seems that it is not the title of a person in the heavenly realm, but it is said that the other party is a fairy character.

Forget that he is only an advanced golden immortal, could it be that this can also disturb the fairyland?

Suddenly, he stopped, and his figure flickered, and he flew towards the ground.

No matter what big role he has presented, in this Futu Mountain, with the effect of Jianwang's Yuan Magnetic Power, the opponent's mana will definitely be greatly reduced.

Along with this, spread out his divine consciousness and swept towards the sky.

With a "boom", a huge hole suddenly broke open in the sky, and a huge figure about 100 zhang high stepped out of the hole and appeared in the void.

The body of the burly man is draped in moire purple armor, wearing a golden crown, full of beards, high nose and deep eyes, a majestic face, and a pair of pupils emitting a turquoise light as bright as lightning, which makes people dare not look down.

On top of his left arm, a small silver dragon several feet long was surrounded, and a pair of blue eyes stared at the disciples of the Wuwei Sect on the top of the mountain without blinking, and their eyes were full of curiosity.

This great man in purple armor didn't do anything, but a mountain of coercion came to his face.

This coercion is very unpredictable, not as strong as the spiritual pressure on the Black Star Monarch, but it is majestic and unfathomable.