Under the dark night, Song Zhong held a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand and went straight to the Huile Di Ballroom.

The speed of his body is simply incredibly fast.

It was at this time that he noticed that suddenly he was in front of him. More than a dozen ghosts dressed in red appeared again, blocking his way.

"Fuck off, or you'll ...... dead"

Song Zhong's lips moved lightly, and he subconsciously scolded those powerful ghosts.

"Boy, my young master has an order. Before dawn, all the onmyoji in Beichuan City were cleared. I see that your cultivation is not weak, and I advise you to flee here as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame us for being polite. ”

The red-clothed ghost at the head was tightly covered. Only a pair of pale orange eyes remained, bare in the air.

Obviously, this powerful ghost has also cultivated to the bronze level.

As for his dissuasion of Song Zhong, it was actually not that he suddenly had good intentions.

But because it was instinctive, he was keenly aware that Song Zhong had a power in his body that made him feel palpitations.

Song Zhong didn't say anything when he heard this, but walked straight towards the more than ten powerful ghosts.

Seeing this, the leader of the fierce ghost was startled at first, and then he was no longer conscious.

In an instant, Jin Wu Zhenyan completely ignited these more than ten powerful ghosts.

Their bodies, as if they were fireballs, lit up the night sky around them......

The terrible screams were endless.

In every corner of Kitagawa City, brutal battles are taking place.

Song Zhong's heart moved, and the silver-colored sword in the center of his eyebrows shone brightly.

He took out a stick of incense from his hand, and then lit it with a flick of his fingertips, and then slowly said in his mouth, "The sky is clear and the earth is clear, give me the gods." Lingxiang leads the way, ghosts appear, please Taishang Laojun, anxious as the law......"

With the incantation, every word falls.

The fragrance wafting in the air gradually formed the shape of a white crane, and then flew in a direction not far away......

This is already the fifth wave that Song Zhong has encountered, blocking his own powerful ghosts.

Although with his cultivation, it is not a matter of effort to clean up these guys who are only at the bronze level at the highest. But this battle was delayed for a few quarters of an hour......

Now he wants to find out where Huo Du's guy is at this time.

With the improvement of Song Zhong's cultivation level, at the same time, his spiritual incense ghost hunting moves have also been fully upgraded.

He looked at the white crane that was soaring in the air and was formed by cigarettes, and immediately chased after it.

In front of the Huile Di Ballroom, there was already a river of blood at this time. The bones and wreckage on the ground indicate that there was a fierce struggle here.

Song Zhong glanced at everything around him with some reluctance, and slowly closed his eyes.

He is an onmyoji who guards righteousness and wards off evil, but when faced with the invasion of evil spirits, he seems so pale and powerless.

According to Bai He's guidance, Song Zhong clearly knew that Huo Du, who had caused such a bloody case with his own hands, was still in this dance hall at this time.

He's going to kill this guy with his own hands, and he must make this guy doomed.

"Huo Du, get out of here......"

Song Zhong snorted coldly, and then the corpses around him got up from the ground one after another.

Their bloody bodies trembled and trembled. Most of them were men and women who had fun in the ballroom before they died.

At this time, they were like puppets one after another, constantly tiptoeing towards Song Zhong.

"Song Zhong, you're finally here, do you like everything here?"

Huo Du's familiar voice came from all directions at this time.

And the white crane that had been hovering above Song Zhong's head turned into a puff of green smoke at this time.

"These, these are some ordinary people, why do you lose your conscience so much?"

Song Zhong looked at the walking corpses around him, constantly moving towards him, and the anger in his heart continued to swell.

"These? These are just rubbish, moths in this world. I helped the humans clean them up, don't you think you should thank me? ”

"Hahahaha......"

After Huo Du finished speaking, he let out a burst of wild laughter.

"Huo Du, you are looking for ...... death"

After Song Zhong finished speaking, wisps of scorching golden crow true flames suddenly surged out around him. Then, with the power of wildfire, everything around it is set on fire.

Now he couldn't figure out where Huo Du was at all, and there wasn't a single living person around him anyway.

So he simply went straight and burned everything completely, and he didn't believe that he couldn't force Huo Du!

Not to mention those walking corpses that have just turned into them, even if they are bronze-level ghosts, they can't resist the incineration of Jinwu Zhenyan.

Under the fire, everything turned into nothingness in an instant.

Song Zhong held the sword in one hand and looked at everything around him with cold eyes.

At the same time, his feet are ready at any time to cast the Xuan-level spell "Floating Light Without Trace". This time, he will definitely not let Huo Du leave here alive again.

Because in Song Zhong's view, as long as such an evil person lives one more day, there will be more disasters for human beings.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs, and people are the primates of all things, but they will all submit to my subordinates."

More than a dozen steps away, Huo Du, who was holding a "powerful ghost flag", appeared there. Behind him, there was also Guan Hanghang, who admired him.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's fight!"

Song Zhong didn't want to entangle with Huo Du too much, and after he saw him appear, he slashed at him with a sword.

Huo Du saw that Song Zhong was lawless, and directly attacked himself. Then he used the "Powerful Ghost Flag" in his hand to block.

But it was this first blow that made Huo Du suffer a dark loss.

You must know that the sword in Song Zhong's hand is not ordinary, but the underground of Yunlong High School, a black dragon with star-level combat power.

Although the black dragon did not completely surrender to Song Zhong at this time, this sword was still the best among the Xuan-level magic weapons.

As for the "Powerful Ghost Flag" in Nahuodu's hand, it only stayed above the yellow class.

When the two collide, the result must be predictable.

I could only hear a crisp sound of "Gaba ......". Huo Du saw it with his own eyes, and the blade in his hand was directly broken.

This sudden change really scared him enough.

So he hurriedly leaned back, held the ground with both hands, and used a move "Iron Lock Hengjiang" to dodge Song Zhong's sword.

The obsidian divine sword was filled with the burning sensation of the Golden Crow True Flame, and Huo Du only felt that his ghost body was about to be burned by that temperature at this time.

Then he stretched out his right hand violently, quickly took off the necklace around his neck, and then shouted loudly, "Bloodthirsty Pearl, protect my true body......"

Blood, is the smell of blood. A pale red blood mist began to rise from Huo Du's body.

The treasure of the ghost capital town, the magic weapon "bloodthirsty bead" reappeared.

Huo Du's eyes were bloodshot, and a strong and unpretentious momentum was stimulated from his body.

"Kick, kick, kick......"

That sudden momentum suddenly appeared, and even a strong man like Song Zhong couldn't help but be forced to take three steps back.

"With my god side, there is a transgression later. The divine master kills, does not avoid the strong, first kills the evil ghosts, and then cuts the night light. What god is not subdued, what ghost dares to be? Haste as a law. ”

After retreating, Song Zhong did not give himself the slightest respite, but took out a yellow talisman from his arms, and then recited the Daomen Demon Killing Mantra in his mouth again. wants to use this to deal a heavy blow to Huo Du.

As he spoke, the last word fell. The yellow talisman suddenly flew out of his palm.

At the same time, there were four corners above the yellow rune's body, but there were four points of fire, looming there.

With the improvement of Song Zhongxiu's strength, his ability to manipulate Jin Wu Zhenyan has gradually improved.

Now, even if he didn't do it deliberately, the Dao method he used would inadvertently add the power of the Golden Crow True Flame......

Huo Du saw that the yellow talisman was constantly approaching him, and he did not have the slightest sense of panic in his heart.

On his face, he couldn't help but have a sneer.

Because during this period of time, the secret that really made him grow in his cultivation was that he completely mastered the energy of the "Bloodthirsty Bead" that day.

In the case that Song Zhong did not use the "Eastern Emperor Bell" in his body, he was more than seventy percent sure that Song Zhong could be killed here......

As for the reason why he didn't do it in Jinglang Mansion before, it was also because of the fear of the ancient artifacts of Huaxia.

So when he heard from his subordinates that Song Zhong actually used the "Donghuang Bell" to protect those old and weak women and children.

He decided to wait at the Hui Le Di Ballroom, taking the opportunity to start a decisive battle with Song Zhong.

"Humph......"

Hearing Huo Du let out a cold snort, the "bloodthirsty bead" in his hand suddenly emitted a red light, and it collided with the yellow fu fiercely.

"Boom ......"

A loud thunderous sound came, and the yellow talisman carrying the Daomen Ghost Killing Spell was instantly shattered.

"Song Zhong, kindness is the behavior of the weak. Thou shalt be defeated today......"

After Huo Du finished speaking, the "bloodthirsty bead" in his hand kept changing, and finally formed one, as if it was a fist made of blood.

On top of the fist gloves, the evil spirit is pressing. It's as if it was coagulated from the blood of countless living people.

Song Zhong gently stroked the obsidian sword with his hand, without the slightest fear in his heart. Even if he didn't have the "Eastern Emperor Bell" in his hand, he was confident that he was at the silver level, and his combat power would never lose to anyone......