"Extermination...... Eliminate ......" Dai Rik raised the muzzle of a barrel similar to a toilet plug and aimed it directly at Zhang Fan, blasting out a blue beam of light.

The azure beam of light was mixed with unimaginable terrifying coercion, and once it was shot, anything would be erased in an instant.

For its attack, Zhang Fan did not retreat, and did not even block.

Possessed by a parasitic spirit, he can ignore any supernatural attacks and can barely be killed.

Not only did Zhang Fan not dodge, but even Wang Ye did not dodge.

He sat upright on a small wooden bench, holding his hands of some kind of technique, flat on his knees.

Immediately afterwards, in the ups and downs of suona, Wang Ye began to lower his head and shake his head slightly, and the shaking amplitude became larger and larger.

This is Wang Ye's supernatural ability, Miao Gong shook his head.

It seems to be shaking its head, but it is actually shaking.

If Zhang Fan is not mistaken, this ability can be used to invite God.

As Wang Ye shook his head faster and faster, the amplitude became larger and larger.

A strange scene also happened.

I saw the three blood-colored long incense sticks he inserted on the muddy ground, and suddenly the fire bloomed.

In just an instant, three extremely terrifying supernatural pulse pillars of light rose from the ground in an instant, soaring straight into the sky, stirring up the sky for a while.

Looking at the scene of Wang Ye shaking people, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, not knowing what kind of "gods" he would invite next!

Just as the azure beam of light was getting closer and closer to Zhang Fan and the others, a magical scene suddenly happened again.

I saw the blue beam, and Zhang Fan and the others, who had not really approached, suddenly dissipated out of thin air, as if they were forcibly resisted by some terrifying force.

"Huh?"

As if sensing something, Zhang Fan raised his head suddenly and looked towards the sky.

At a glance, I saw that the originally blood-colored sky had cracked a pitch-black crack at some point.

The pitch-black crack was still being torn and expanded, as if there was a pair of invisible hands manipulating it in the crack.

At a certain moment, the trend of the crack expansion gradually stopped, and then, a vast avenue of red light of ten thousand zhang in size suddenly extended from the depths of the pitch-black crack, and hung straight to the ground, swaying an endless violent supernatural aura.

The supernatural aura spreads out, enveloping this heaven and earth, and nothing can escape.

The light is dimming, the temperature is receding, everything is decaying.

After that, a great terror and great coercion that cannot be described in words also came.

Under such terrifying coercion, this heaven and earth began to tremble unnaturally.

The terrifying old tree let out a sharp scream of fear, as if it had seen some kind of irresistible natural enemy.

The weapon of war, Derrick, also scanned the things that scared it, and kept saying retreat.

And when he looked at the Weeping Angel, he didn't say a word, and immediately began to choose to retreat into the void, not daring to stay here too much.

It is also trying its best to escape, not wanting to confront some unknown being.

They are all afraid, they are all afraid, they are all desperately trying to avoid it.

At the end of the Red Light Avenue, gradually, at some point, a gust of wind suddenly blew inexplicably.

The wind blew by, revealing three figures that could not be seen clearly.

Three figures.

One black!

One white!

One Red!

The whole body was shrouded in an unknown supernatural aura.

It is impossible to tell if it is a man or a woman.

The black figure walked on the left, holding a pitch-black umbrella in its right hand, wisps of breath enough to pollute all things, spilling from all around, each wisp swaying thousands of ripples.

The white figure walks on the right, holding a white folding fan in its right hand.

The white folding fan is made of some kind of material, like gold, silver and diamond, shining with a strange white light.

At this time, the white figure gently fanned the folding fan, looking very leisurely.

When fanning, there is an inexplicable black wind, which slowly sweeps.

This black wind contains great terror, once it is blown, whether it is a living person or a terrible ghost, it will be blown away in an instant.

As for the red figure, it walked slowly to the rear.

It is different from the white figure, the black figure.

The red aura on its body, if a sharp-eyed person looks at it, they will find that this breath actually exudes a mosaic charm.

It turned out to be a devil above the red-clad ghosts!!

The red figure, with its hands crossed and arms crossed, floated above its head with a crystal crown.

At a glance, it looks like a god descending to earth, and it looks like a king descending.

It gives people a sense of oppression that cannot be seen directly and unimaginably great.

The three figures, descending from the sky, stepped on the red light avenue, and appeared beside Wang Ye in the blink of an eye.

They didn't speak, they didn't move, they just stood still, motionless.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the three cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods will be handed over to you."

Wang Ye sat on the small wooden bench, panting, and whispered.

For its words, the three terrifying figures still did not make the slightest reply, but after being stunned for a few seconds, they all looked at Zhang Fan who was standing behind.

After watching quietly for less than three seconds, they slowly turned around.

The moment he turned around, the figure holding the black umbrella took the lead in moving.

She teleported in front of Derrick, stretched out the big black umbrella and spun it around, and the next second, Derrick disappeared out of thin air at the same time as it, and disappeared nowhere.

The second one to move was a white figure.

She raised the white folding fan in her hand slightly, aimed it at the weeping angel in the distance, and waved it vigorously.

With a wave, the stars shifted, and the sky swirled.

An unspeakable, unimaginable, immeasurable, black wind that was enough to blow everything into a dead silence suddenly tore through the void and swept down.

The black wind flickered inside, intertwined with golden thunder and lightning.

This thunder and lightning carries the power of ten thousand jun, and contains an invincible and invincible mighty heavenly might.

Its voice was so loud that it seemed like a myriad of undead roaring in despair.

Winds blow, thunder and lightning run rampant, and a furious crash crashes on the Weeping Angel statue.

Just a face, the weeping angel began to crack all over under Zhang Fan's gaze, crumbling and collapsing.

Two lines of bloody tears slid down its stony eyes.

In the end, with a bang, it suddenly turned into a cloud of powder, swept away by the wind, and disappeared without a trace.

At this point, the terrifying Weeping Angel was destroyed by the white figure using the power of the wind.

After eliminating the Weeping Angel, the white figure took a few steps backwards and retreated back to Wang Ye's side, stopping still.

Right now, only the last source monster is still struggling.

At the same time, the black figure takes Derick away, and the white figure destroys the Weeping Angel.

The last red figure also slowly raised its right hand from the posture of holding its arms.

In the next moment, its right hand was wide open, aimed at the terrifying old tree, and its five fingers grasped the void, gradually exerting force.

Under the five fingers of the red figure, he did not wait for the old tree to resist.

I saw the void next to the red figure, and suddenly manifested a thick and huge magic book.

The magic book was shrouded in a red mosaic, and it was impossible to read the exact contents of the book.

The moment the magic book appeared, it suddenly flipped through it rapidly, and did not stop until it continued to flip through dozens of pages.

Stopping at this page, a golden light burst into the sky.

The golden light rushed to the sky, and above the vast nine heavens of this heaven and earth, there was a sudden melodious roar of the dragon.

Before Zhang Fan and Wang Ye could react to what had happened, they saw a golden dragon with a vast body and a huge size, entangled and wandering.

This golden dragon is not the kind of lizard dragon of Western countries, but a five-clawed dragon unique to China.

It swirled and swirled through the blood-colored clouds, and soon came to the sky above the terrible old tree.

The golden dragon's body was too vast and huge, pressing down from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, even the blood-colored clouds were covered, and even the earth was shrouded in shadows.

The golden dragon let out a deafening dragon groan, and as soon as it raised its head and exhaled, it spewed out a raging fire that was enough to burn the sky and boil the sea.

Flames splatter the earth, lighting up the whole world.

Intense to the extreme, the heat was like a natural disaster, burning the entire void and distorting it.

The clouds rippled, the earth cracked, and everything was burned by the flames.

Less than two seconds have passed.

The old tree was completely engulfed in flames. In the flames, it let out a terrible scream, and unconsciously rippled out for a long distance.

Eventually, after a heart-rending howl, the terrible old tree was turned into black charcoal, which was swept away by the wind.

At the same time, as the old tree was burned to death, the golden dragon that wandered above the clouds also ushered in the end of its mission.

With an earth-shattering dragon roar, it also turned into a little golden brilliance, and returned to the red figure again, in the magic book beside him.