The courtyard wall cracked, the masonry 'shot', and a figure rushed out quickly, and before anyone could see clearly, it brought a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast.

The Spirit Witch King suddenly noticed a movement in his heart, and turned his head suspiciously, looking at his courtyard.

A danger was rushing towards him, and looking at the direction of the way, it seemed to be coming from the place where the great battle had just taken place, and for a moment, the Spirit Witch King felt as if he had missed something deadly when he was investigating.

There was no time for him to think about it, the Spirit Witch King roared, his momentum soared, and the courtyard building he was in instantly turned into powder, and the gravel flew and sand frantically 'shot' around, and the magic power condensed, and with a wave of his hand, a black cloud shrouded him inside.

The purpose of yelling is to warn other witch kings that he has been attacked by the enemy here, and the purpose of that black cloud is very simple, not to kill the enemy, but to protect himself inside, so that the enemy will not easily find out where he is.

In an instant, the Spirit Witch King made the most correct reaction.

In his heart, the Blood Witch King just broke out, and then it was broken into several pieces, and the stumps fell all over the ground, you don't have to think about it to know that the other party is definitely very powerful, so powerful that with the ability of the Blood Witch King, after discovering the other party, he can't even parry a breath, let alone escape, but he can't even shout.

The Spirit Witch King didn't think he had the ability to far surpass the dead Blood Witch King, so he chose to defend and waited for other Witch Kings to come to the rescue.

This is a different breath from the witch, although Zhang Xiaohu tried his best to restrain it, but when the Spirit Witch King's eyes were on him, a trace of breath leaked from his running still revealed his identity, and without thinking about it, the Spirit Witch King guessed who it was.

The sound of the courtyard wall collapsing had not yet come, and the wind had not yet blown, Zhang Xiaohu had already swept past the Li Wu who was patrolling the courtyard, and 'forced' towards the Spirit Witch King at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

The fist was clenched again, Zhang Xiaohu did not plan to use the spear, because in his continuous promotion, the spear could not keep up with his rhythm, if it weren't for the existence of thunder at the tip of the spear, Zhang Xiaohu would have abandoned it a long time ago, and he was not ready to use it until he found a new material to upgrade, unless...

The clenched fist suddenly loosened, and in the open palm, a spear suddenly appeared, and he was just thinking about using his fist to explode the Spirit Witch King, but after seeing a large black cloud suddenly appearing in front of him, he changed his mind in an instant.

The spear that has refined more than 10,000 groups of runes, although the weight is not in line with Zhang Xiaohu's wishes, it is as light as a straw in his hand, but the thunder is becoming more and more powerful, even if it is Zhang Xiaohu himself, when he encounters Leng Buding, he will be flustered and have no power to resist.

Zhang Xiaohu recalled the scene when he saw the Jiaolong crossing the catastrophe, the thunder that fell from the sky and scorched the dragon into charcoal is not much different from the eruption of the spear, the power of heaven and earth, and even the tendency to exceed, used to be only effective against the early stage of refining the gods, but now, it is the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, and the incomparably powerful Yuan Shen has been suppressed.

The black clouds spread extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they shrouded the surrounding radius of dozens of meters, and the 'yin' wind continued to rage in the black clouds, and a hideous face shuttled inside, those were all powerful souls produced by the Spirit Witch King in the form of raising Gu, each of them was full of violence, pain and cruelty.

That face has no substantive form, its attack is only aimed at the soul of the person, for all the life that dares to enter the black cloud, the face will tear their soul to pieces mercilessly, for the face, those fresh souls are incomparably delicious food, and tearing apart everything they see is the only memory they leave before they die and after being raised by the Gu.

The Spirit Witch King restrained his breath at the moment when the black cloud was released, silently, and changed several positions in the black cloud in a row, with the shroud of the black cloud, the 'yin' wind blowing inside, the Spirit Witch King skillfully fused with the black cloud, as if everyone was scattered and became a part of the black cloud.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't stop at all, the moment his fist was replaced with a long gun, the person rushed into the black cloud, and in an instant, he disappeared in Xiang'er's eyes.

"Little Tiger Brother"

Xiang'er screamed, in her consciousness, Zhang Xiaohu was gone, and the frightened Xiang'er 'pumped' her backhand, and the cold sword light illuminated the earth like a bright moon, with a piece of sword light, Xiang'er slashed down in the air, and then threw herself into it with a sword.

Unlike Zhang Xiaohu, the chill of the sword 'forced' the black clouds to the side, and those hideous faces dodged one after another, 'revealed' a frightened look, and the black clouds were torn by the sword light, and from the outside, you could clearly see Xiang'er rushing inside.

Xiang'er shouted loudly, slashing left and right with the sword in her hand, stirring up the black clouds into a mess, but she didn't find any trace of Zhang Xiaohu.

The little white who came afterwards cocked his little nose, sniffed at the black clouds, and tried to distinguish the breaths, trying to find Zhang Xiaohu's location, but the 'yin' in it was extremely cold, and the cold aura of the Dao was 'forced', which greatly covered up Zhang Xiaohu's taste, so that it couldn't find it for a while.

Just when Xiang'er and Xiaobai were looking for it in a panic, the depths of the black clouds suddenly rolled up, and a series of thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, tearing the dense black clouds to pieces, and the terrifying power of heaven and earth came.

Xiang'er stopped looking, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, happily looking at the brilliant light, the power of the thunder, made her little face pale, but it didn't affect her mood at all.

Although she knew that her little tiger brother was not afraid of the Spirit Witch King, but seeing the person disappear in her eyes, she was inexplicably nervous, and now that it was okay, the thunder appeared, which meant that Zhang Xiaohu was safe and sound, and her clenched heart suddenly relaxed.

With a flick of her wrist, the sword drew a clear sword light in the black clouds, stirring up a face that had escaped from her side into pieces, and Xiaobai, who chased after her, had stopped on her shoulder at this time, curled up in a ball, uncomfortable against the power of the thunder.

Thunder robbery, belongs to the great yang and the great gang, these 'yin' souls naturally have a restraining effect, and only human beings are good at cultivating the mind slightly better, and the demon beast always grows up with the appearance of the thunder, there is a trace of blood memory in the bones, and there is a natural fear in the heart, even if the thunder does not hurt it, it is still terribly afraid.

Snort.

The thunder raged in the black clouds, and the arcs of electricity jumped, entwining the faces hidden in the black clouds, accompanied by the electric light, there were very small flames, burning the faces to squeak and smoke, and the hideous faces that were black and shiny, just quickly faded in a moment, and then turned into smoke clouds and gently drifted away.

"Ah......h

Inside the black clouds, the Spirit Witch King stumbled out, blood spurting from his mouth, and his face was extremely pale.

Each of these faces had been sacrificed by him, tied to his mind, and at this time they were dissipated by the thunder, as if he had 'inserted' a knife in his heart.

As the thunder raged, a face was burned into a cloud of smoke, and the spirit witch king's 'color' became even more sluggish, and the blood was even more unnecessary, spurting out one bite after another, and the blow that acted on the soul made him stagger, almost unstable on his feet.

In the gradually fading black clouds, Zhang Xiaohu came with a gun, his eyes were tightly locked on the body of the Spirit Witch King, and the strength in his body continued to pour into the tip of the gun, and the thunder did not stop for a moment, constantly releasing violent power outward, only the power of heaven and earth, after the sudden, had gradually faded away, making the people nearby feel a little better.

The Spirit Witch King barely controlled his swaying body, and with a wave of his hand, the black clouds quickly gathered and quickly retreated into his body.

If you don't take it back, under the thunderstorm, I'm afraid that there are not a few dense 'yin' souls left, this is still a trivial matter, and the 'yin' soul can be re-sacrificed back if it is gone, but the pain caused by the burning of the 'yin' soul is a fatal existence at this critical moment of life and death.

Besides, the figure was squeezed out the moment the thunderstorm appeared, what is the use of spreading the black cloud, it is better to put it away early than to be injured.

Zhang Xiaohu did not stop because the black clouds dissipated, the moment he saw the Spirit Witch King, Zhang Xiaohu stepped on the soles of his feet, and the huge force bombarded the ground, and one after another cracks stretched out wildly in all directions, and a pit several meters wide and more than one meter deep appeared in front of him.

With the power of the shock, Zhang Xiaohu rushed over like lightning, the spear in his hand danced, and the shadows of the spear shot out, overwhelming the sky, and the flashing light of the tip of the spear was like a shining star in the dark night, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

The Spirit Witch King here has just put away the black clouds, and before he has time to change the witch decision, the guns and shadows over there are dense, and the murderous aura is rushing towards him, and he immediately bluffed the seven souls and lost six souls, and the witch decision in his hand is 'chaotic' and can't take care of it, he turned around and was about to flee, and shouted loudly for help at the same time in his mouth, "Come on, help"

The voice was poignant and high-pitched, as piercing as killing a pig, and the witch king who was about to come to the rescue in the distance was so shocked by this sound that his steps were unsteady, and his heart was uneasy, and his steps slowed down in an instant.

Zhang Xiaohu's body was as fast as lightning, and the spear broke through the space barrier, and the person was still a few meters away from the Spirit Witch King, and behind the Spirit Witch King, a little starlight had suddenly appeared, and in his heart-rending shout, the starlight fell on the back of the heart, and then 'shot' out from the front of the 'chest'.

A clump of blood 'flowers' bloomed from the Spirit Witch King's 'chest', quickly taking away his powerful vitality, and at the moment when the star fell, the strength gushed out from the starlight, bursting in the Spirit Witch King's 'chest' cavity, blowing up all the internal organs, all the vitality.

The Spirit Witch King's eyes gradually dimmed, and he felt remorse in his heart, why did he go to investigate the dead Blood Witch King and didn't notice the attacking demon, why didn't he flee as soon as possible but released the black cloud, it's just that in this world, where is there regret 'medicine' to sell, the Spirit Witch King lacks vitality and falls suddenly.