"Just a little puppet can make you so inflated!"

Mo Xiaofan's faint and disdainful voice sounded, and the audience was immediately silent.

He hasn't done anything for a while, but he has already found out that there is a wisp of spiritual power in the puppet's body, and the witch master uses it to control the puppet.

"Unashamed boy, then let you taste the power of this little puppet! Blood Luo, kill this little mess!!"

The witch lord laughed wildly, and with a move of his mind, he manipulated the blood luo to kill Mo Xiaofan.

"You're treating us like air!"

A group of Taoist priests laughed and stopped in front of Mo Xiaofan.

Then, just as the Taoist priests were preparing for a bloody battle, it was extremely strange that Xueluo took two steps and stopped.

"Blood, kill him!!"

The witch lord shouted loudly and pointed angrily at Mo Xiaofan.

Blood Luo still didn't react.

The witch lord looked like he was hanging from the castle, and then he felt that he had completely lost his spiritual connection with the puppet.

"Damn, what's going on? haha...... Xueluo didn't listen to this stupid comparison!"

The Taoist priests were also a little confused, they thought that the witch master was playing some conspiracy, and seeing that the witch master was so anxious that he was angry, they knew that there was something wrong with the puppet.

"No, it can't be!"

The witch master tried and tried, and cold sweat flowed out, but he still couldn't control the blood Luo.

"Blood, kill him. ”

At this time, Mo Xiaofan's sarcastic voice sounded.

A scene that stunned everyone appeared, only to see Xueluo slowly turn around, facing the witch lord directly, and then rushed up as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Ah, how can this be!"

The witch lord was completely stupid, he spent a full twenty years studying refining before he succeeded in making the puppet have a wisp of his own mind, how could the puppet suddenly rebel, no, it was under the command of this young man!

"My God, Brother Mo has subdued this puppet, it's too hanging!"

The Maoshan Taoist priests led by Daozang were completely stunned.

"Die!"

The witch lord suddenly became extremely fierce, and with a wave of his palm, a cloud of dust was sprinkled on the blood Luo, and with a bang, the blood Luo immediately turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"It's cruel!"

"Kill, kill this pretend!"

"Let them completely disappear from the face of the earth!"

The Taoist priests were stunned for a moment, there was no puppet, and they immediately rushed up, and the talisman Dao sword flew out like raindrops, instantly submerging the witch master.

"Ahh......h It's kind of heads-up!"

The strength of the witch master is extremely strong, if you talk about the ability to fight alone, he and Maoshan Zhangjiao are a level of powerhouse, but the other party is overwhelming, and he was quickly blown up to the point that his skin and flesh were embarrassed.

"Haha, single out you to be paralyzed!"

"That's it, stupid Bicai is going head-to-head with you. ”

"You think we're as stupid as you are, die, old monster!"

The Taoist priests sneered, and the ferocious attacks did not stop at all.

Poor and famous ghost witch master was beaten around like a dog.

"It's so enjoyable!"

"Don't let him run!"

Seeing that the evil and vicious witch master could be killed, the Taoist priests were all excited.

"You are looking for your own death, and this king will give you a ride!"

The witch lord dodged several of the most powerful attacks, and with a flip of his black palm, a palm-sized blood-red order flag suddenly appeared, shaking wildly.

"It's not good! It's the Ghost Witch Gate Magic Weapon Soul Flag, Daoist friends are preparing for a bloody battle!!"

Daozang's expression changed drastically, and he reminded urgently.

As soon as his voice fell, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and the yin wind roared angrily, and the ghost was full of spirit.

In an instant, evil ghosts appeared all around, with a sharp and piercing ghost crying wolf howl.

"Old fellow, have you finally revealed anything in your hole cards?"

What Mo Xiaofan was waiting for was that the witch master took out the spirit flag, for him, the spirit flag was not to be feared, what surprised him a little was that the material of the spirit flag was actually made of Yin Soul wood, Yin Soul Wood is a very special and incomparably rare material, its biggest effect is that it can foster the Yin Soul, and it can also be directly refined and absorbed to enhance spiritual power.

"Just protect yourselves, I'll clean up this evil guy. ”

At the same time as Mo Xiaofan reminded, a spiritual imprint took the lead in entering the witch body, so that he was not afraid of slipping away.

"Okay, listen to Brother Mo, fellow Daoists, hurry up and line up the defense array!"

Daozang shouted, and more than 300 Maoshan Taoist priests quickly formed a circular defensive array, cultivating the highest one in the outermost part to resist the yin spirits flying around.

It can be seen that the Maoshan Taoist priests seem to be casual and sloppy on the outside, but when they really fight, they completely change.

"Boom!"

The surrounding ghosts were overwhelming, and the Taoist priests formed a magic array, and frantically shot out the talisman magic sword, and the entire defense circle burst out with dazzling firelight, protecting all the Taoist priests in it.

Hordes of ghosts slammed into the aperture, howling and turning into smoke at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, the number of ghosts is too large, and under the lure of the spirit flag, there are more and more.

And the Maoshan Taoist priests consume a lot, and when their magic weapons and physical strength are always used up, they will inevitably lose their support if they continue to hold each other for a long time.

However, none of the Taoist priests planned to break through, and they desperately wanted to buy time for Mo Xiaofan to let him destroy the witch master.

At this time, Mo Xiaofan was killing the witch master.

The yin spirits in front of the witch lord were denser and more powerful, and Mo Xiaofan swung his snow-colored long sword as if he had entered a no-man's land.

The snow-colored sword shone brightly, and all the yin souls that touched the sword light were instantly wiped out.

"How can this kid be so strong!?"

The witch master's eyes were full of disbelief.

"What the master said just now, it's just a small spirit flag, killing you is like killing a dog!"

Among the thousands of ghosts, Mo Xiaofan's figure is like a god and demon.

"Little crumbs, die!"

The witch lord's violent eyes burst out, and with a click, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the spirit banner in his hand.

With the blood sacrifice weapon, the strength can skyrocket in a short period of time, but the side effects are also very great, and after casting the spell, the vitality is bound to be greatly damaged.

Obviously, the witch lord was forced to do it.

He felt that as long as he killed the young man in front of him and then trapped the Taoist priest of Maoshan with his ghost, he would attack in the dark and wipe out all the Taoist priests.

"Jie Ji ......"

Suddenly, from the Conjuring Soul Ridge, one after another extremely evil ghosts poured out, flying straight towards Mo Xiaofan.

The powerful ghosts in the conjuring banner are all the yin soul elites carefully raised by him, and their combat effectiveness is very strong, and they form a ghost formation, killing Mo Xiaofan layer by layer.

However, no matter how powerful the Yin Soul is, under Mo Xiaofan's snow-colored long sword, all of them are vulnerable, you know, the long sword he refined is a serious magic weapon, which integrates the formation of protection and attack, plus he has condensed his divine thoughts, and the most terrifying thing about these Yin Souls is to hurt people's souls, it can be said that Mo Xiaofan is lying there and sleeping, and these Yin Souls can't hurt his divine thoughts.

Mo Xiaofan is like a fairy who has stepped into the sky, and everywhere he goes, the ghosts crying wolves and howling ghosts have all disappeared.

"That's amazing!"

"Brother Mo is really a god!"

The Taoist priests looked at the god-like young man's figure, and their hearts beat violently.