In the sky above the villa, four golden figures and the undead fought together.

Rong Xiaochuan's vision has completely changed, he has become a golden man with a golden light, flying in the air, in front of him is an undead body covered in black mist, unable to see the entity at all, this is like a guy who is riddled in sin and karma, and can never be forgiven.

The chain felt quite heavy, and whenever you approached it, you would feel a sense of sluggishness, as if the space had been frozen.

Rong Xiaochuan was holding a Blood Demon Hook in his hand, but it was not a real weapon, it was just conjured up with telekinesis.

Rong Xiaochuan found that as long as Yang Ying's Jin people were separated, they would not be able to get close.

As soon as his mind moved, a bow appeared in Rong Xiaochuan's hand, bent the bow and set the arrow, and aimed at the figure wrapped in black mist in the air.

With such a big target, you can shoot it even if you're blind.

A green arrow shot away, finding a gap and shooting directly into the black mist.

But it was just like mud into the sea, and it didn't stir up a little wave.

Rong Xiaochuan found that only then did it become certain that the damage was related to the individual's telekinesis, and the stronger the telekinesis, the greater the harm caused by the condensed weapon.

Rong Xiaochuan is indeed relatively weak in this aspect, and he is still a little confident in the flesh, but if there is no system, he is indeed a little unable to take it.

Yang Ying is obviously much more powerful, and the 'golden hoop stick' in her hand is like an arm command, and she can even swing it freely without fear of the sluggishness of the iron chain.

But it also leaves the black fog for a while every few seconds.

Although Li Anyang's strength is not as good as Yang Ying, he still has damage, unlike Rong Xiaochuan.

After all, Rong Xiaochuan had just started cultivating, and his mental power was almost zero, which made him feel a little bit of a large number of people, which also made Rong Xiaochuan feel a little powerless, as if he had punched cotton.

Rong Xiaochuan was thinking about whether to find a way to lure this black mist to the ground, or directly release the Evil Spirit Rider, maybe there would be a way to face such an enemy, the Evil Spirit Rider.

It was also at this time that Rong Xiaochuan noticed Ma Junwei

Hey, what is this guy doing standing?

I saw Ma Junwei as if he was stunned, floating on the periphery, but he was holding a strangely shaped weapon in his hand.

From a distance, it looks like a hammer, parted at the tip, like a snake letter.

On the body, countless spikes are erected at an angle, and it feels like as long as it is stained with a little, it will never escape.

What is this?

Not to mention, it looks cool.

"Ma Junwei", Rong Xiaochuan thought that something was wrong with Ma Junwei, and roared.

In the villa, Ma Junwei seemed to be shaken.

The golden man in the sky above suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the black mist in the middle in a daze.

The next scene completely shocked Rong Xiaochuan.

Ma Junwei held the mace in both hands and made a bowing movement towards the ground, and then the whole person turned into an afterimage, and rushed into the black fog in a blink of an eye.

Whew, the black iron chain swam to his side like a black giant python, Ma Junwei pointed to the iron chain with his left hand, and shouted loudly in his mouth, and a blood-like temper pierced the black mist and hit the iron chain.

As if encountering a nemesis, the chain was imprisoned in the air, and then it made a buzzing sound and trembled.

Two giant red eyes lit up in the black fog and looked towards Ma Junwei.

When Yang Ying and Li Anyang saw this scene, they regrouped and fought into the black fog together.

The black chain has caused them a lot of trouble, and now that there is no such obstacle, the two of them will be much more comfortable tomorrow.

The next moment, countless giant hands appeared on the black mist's body and grabbed towards the two of them.

At the same time, the black mist surged, and a giant hand pierced out of the black mist and grabbed towards Ma Junwei.

Ma Junwei's figure rose suddenly, and a handprint was made in his left hand, and the iron chain turned in an instant, sweeping towards the black mist.

Roar, seeing the iron chain rushing towards him, a roar came from the black mist, and the iron chain only lasted for a second, and rushed towards Ma Junwei again.

A bloody light was drawn from the long mace in Ma Junwei's hand, almost cutting off the iron chain, and the iron chain seemed to let out a mournful sound, and instantly retracted into the black mist, curling up.

Ma Junwei's whole person turned into a blood shadow and rushed into the black mist.

On the other side, Li Anyang's gold man was caught by a big hand, and he successfully escaped with the help of Yang Ying, so he had no choice but to retreat to the periphery.

And Yang Ying did not have the obstruction of the iron chain, and successfully rushed into the black fog.

Rong Xiaochuan was completely stunned.

Is this Ma Junwei?

No, it's not Ma Junwei.

But who else could it be?

Ma Junwei just now was completely like a god of war, and even the iron chain was only subject to submission.

What really happened to him?

Rong Xiaochuan only saw a faint flickering of blood and white light in the black mist, it should be Ma Junwei and Yang Ying Daoist who were fighting with that undead.

The black mist was getting smaller and smaller, and finally suddenly exploded at a certain moment, turning into countless skeletons and roaring towards Ma Junwei and Yang Ying.

The two of them were instantly knocked out by the black mist, and in the same place, an undead more than two meters tall emerged.

There was still a faint black mist around its body, but it was already clearly visible.

The undead's face was wrapped in black mist, and he could only see two eyes that radiated red light staring at Ma Junwei tightly.

Immediately, the undead turned into a black mist and flew out of the villa.

Yang Ying and the others did not stop it, obviously not because they didn't want to, but because they knew that they couldn't stop it.

And when Rong Xiaochuan looked at Ma Junwei, he found that he had disappeared.

The next moment, Rong Xiaochuan only felt dizzy and opened his eyes again.

Bang, Ma Junwei didn't even open his eyes, and fell directly to the ground.

Rong Xiaochuan just wanted to stand up and go over, but the whole person seemed to turn dozens of times, dizzy, and fell to the ground again.

Li Anyang stepped forward to support him, and Daoist Yang Ying had already appeared beside Ma Junwei.

He glanced at Ma Junwei's situation and said, "It's just a mental overdraft, just take a day off."

Rong Xiaochuan hesitated, but did not speak.

He originally wanted to ask about Ma Junwei's situation, but instinctively wanted to hide this matter first.

After all, it is not yet known what the situation is.

In addition, he didn't know who the old Taoist priest in front of him was, in case he was a pedantic and righteous person, it was not impossible to solve Ma Junwei with a sword.

After all, a bloody body is not a good thing in the eyes of these people.

Yang Ying clicked a few times on Ma Junwei, and then pressed his palm on his chest, and a black mist sneered out.

"What are you doing?" Rong Xiaochuan pushed Li Anyang away and rushed over.

Yang Ying stretched out her hand and flicked it, and a rope caught it in the blink of an eye.

Rong Xiaochuan tried to break free, but found that it was not so simple.

Yang Ying opened his mouth and said: "Don't worry, Poor Dao is just helping him suppress the blood in his body."

Rong Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment: "I see, the Taoist chief forgive me, I was a little excited just now, and I don't know the name of the Taoist chief."

Yang Ying took off the rope and smiled at Rong Xiaochuan: "Poor Dao Yang Ying, the layman can be called at will, and the name is just a title, but the poor Daoist Guan layman is full of gods, but he doesn't know this divine curse, if the layman is willing, the poor Dao can teach this spell to the layman."