The fire burns the soul, and it never dies.

If the Black Evil River was a water attack, now it is a fire attack, without the protection of the black murderer, the dark blue dark fire is almost spreading among the Yin soldiers at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Liang Yin soldiers seem to be powerful, but their strength is uneven.

Some of the powerful ghosts that have just entered the product are not much stronger than the remnant souls, and after the dark fire, they dissipate in an instant......

The slightly more powerful ones were also ignited by the Hellfire, roaring violently, and slamming left and right......

In order to crack the black evil, the Fire Luo Sect threw out bad things, but it also lost the protection of the black evil, and infinitely magnified the weakness of the Yin soldiers.

Zhang Biao put off the fire and put away the dragon gourd.

The Dark Fire takes the remnant soul as the core, and the girder gathers the crowded Yin soldiers, which is the best firewood.

The fighting method is far from over, and he still has to save his true qi.

"Ah——!h

Among the Yin soldiers, the hidden Huoluo Sect monks did not dodge, and the living soul was ignited by the dark fire, screaming and tearing off the colorful rope on his waist, and instantly withdrawing from the spirit world.

They can go, but the Yin soldiers can't.

Especially Lu Xianggong, who came in person.

It uses the human head vine to perform the spirit control technique, although it is strong, but all kinds of magic have flaws and weaknesses.

At the same time that the fire ignited those headless ghosts, the heads of the vines flying in the sky also caught fire and burned along the vines.

For a moment, it was like a fire tree blooming.

The magnificent and death-filled scene in front of them stunned everyone watching the battle, and many people panicked in their hearts, hurriedly retreated, and even jumped off the wooden platform.

As a result, the fire of the Dark Fire became more and more intense.

The number of those dead Yin soldiers was too large, and after being burned by the Immortal Fire, the Immortal Sparks were born, and the sparks were scattered, and almost the entire army was set on fire.

They are also living souls who enter the spiritual realm to watch the battle, and if a seed flies in and is affected, it is called bad luck.

The two, although the hell fire is fierce, but it is not so easy to burn Lu Xianggong to death, if this crazy six-grade secular god rushes up, even if they break away from the spirit world, it will be difficult to escape...

"Roar!"

Sure enough, Lu Xianggong roared, and the rattan behind him suddenly broke at root, and at the same time, the thick fog of yin qi around his body gushed out, forming a whirlwind that blocked the sea of hell fire.

Lu Xianggong was originally a ghost transformed into a secular god, and the bloody tyranny in the soul of the god has not yet dissipated, and the war sacrifice of the Great Liang has buried hidden dangers for him.

Now he has been hit hard and has lost his mind again.

I saw that Lu Xianggong suddenly opened his fangs and mouth, and a puff of black smoke gushed out, hovering in the air, and rushed towards Qingfeng Village.

"It's a Gu spell!"

Someone has sharp eyes and immediately notices that something is wrong.

The black smoke was actually formed by countless sesame seeds-sized insects, like fleas, but there were tiny vines twisted on their backs.

"Be careful, it's a human head vine Gu!"

Xu Chen's face changed, and he hurriedly reminded everyone.

This thing has not often appeared on the battlefield in Luzhou, and those who are in the Gu often have ulcerated skin and vines growing from their wounds.

What's even more troublesome is that after death, the souls of the dead will be dragged into the spirit world, and their heads will be fished away, turned into headless ghosts, and controlled by Lu Xianggong.

This is also the reason why the number of Liang Yin soldiers is amazing.

So far, regardless of anything else, in order to prevent being affected, the people watching the battle have begun to do it, wanting to get rid of the Gu worms.

"Chirp!"

At this moment, the shrill cicada chirp sounded.

The flying black smoke of the Gu worm suddenly stopped in the air, hovering left and right, restless.

"It's... Gu God Spell! ”

Xu Chen suddenly remembered the ancient records in the sect, looked up at Zhang Biao, who had an indifferent face, and muttered: "Jiang Liang, Qi Qi, and maybe hidden, this Tai Sui has found a few inheritances..."

Everyone also saw the strangeness at this time.

Zhang Biao and Lu Xianggong were obviously fighting for control of the Gu worms, and with the cicadas singing and Lu Xianggong's roar, the black smoke of the Gu worms flew up and down in the air, becoming more and more restless.

And the sound of cicadas unconsciously overwhelmed Lu Xianggong's roar, and the black smoke gathered and flew slowly towards Zhang Biao......

Airplanes!

The vulgar god Lu Xianggong was obviously anxious and threw out the wat board in his hand.

The vine spirit was devoured by it and turned into a divine art, the human head vine was just the appearance, and these Gu worms were the foundation.

Just like Zhang Biao cast the Gu God Spell and Feather Technique, he had to use the Golden Cicada Blood God Gu, the human head vine Gu was snatched away, and Lu Xianggong could no longer cast the Spirit Guarding Technique.

What's even more unfortunate is that because the Huoluo Sect monks have fled, no one will help him hold a fire sacrifice, and he will not be supported by the Great Liang Incense Wishing Force.

Fortunately, the wat board in his hand is also a sacrificial vessel, storing a large amount of incense power, and with the help of this treasure, he can recapture the Gu worm.

At this time, the surrounding Yin soldiers had burned out, and only the blooming sparks remained, and Lu Xianggong was already afraid in his heart, and decided to snatch back the Gu worms and leave.

This is the defect of the secular gods.

Without the support of believers, without the support of incense, his power will be weakened, unless he is willing to become a ghost again.

Feeling the suddenly strengthened pulling force, Zhang Biao smiled coldly, and suddenly stopped urging the Gu God Mantra, and at the same time, a dense devouring spirit cicada flew out of the dragon gourd.

These Spirit Devouring Cicadas were very fast, rushing into the human head vine Gu, and with the black smoke of the Gu worms, they all burrowed into Lu Xianggong's belly.

The secular god is a tangible and intangible body, similar to the composition of pure energy, and the Spirit Devouring Cicada burrows into its body, suddenly fluttering its wings, and frantically absorbing spiritual energy.

"Roar!"

Lu Xianggong felt threatened, and just wanted to use his magic to deal with it, when he saw a gold-inlaid jade god card flying and sticking directly to his head, he suddenly stiffened and couldn't move.

"Forbidden Divine Arts, entrust a vein..."

The corners of Xuchen's eyes twitched, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

His mind was already a little confused at this time, Fang Xiangzong's inheritance was scattered all over the place, it was not that no one had looked for it, but it was very old, and coupled with the long era of the end of the law during it, many clues had been interrupted.

This Tai Sui, why can he gather so much?

Luck alone can't do that.

Don't......

Xu Chen thought of a possibility in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Hu Yunhai of the Five Immortal Sect next to him, and said in a low voice: "Brother Hu, the situation is a little wrong, isn't the outer gate of Fang Xiangzong gone, have you received any news?" ”

Hu Yunhai also had some doubts in his heart, but his face did not change, and he glanced lightly: "Xuchen Dao Chief's words are wrong, Fang Xiangzong is only a vein of the Wu Dao, who can guarantee that there is no backhand." ”

Xu Chen's brows furrowed, and he said thoughtfully: "The dilapidated place of the Ancient Yuan Realm, first the Killing Sect Jin Dan was forced in, and now there are other forces interfering..."

"Shangzong's attitude is also a little strange, as if he suddenly began to pay attention to us, is there any..."

At this, he suddenly closed his mouth.

The same is true for Hu Yunhai.

Both of them are old fritters, and a thought popped up in their hearts at the same time: There are still opportunities in the ancient metaverse, and it will attract forces from all sides.

But this kind of thing, I'm afraid that only the upper sect and the head of the sect know the inside story, and it is inconvenient for them to say more, but they can secretly pay attention to it.

If you can continue to practice, who wants to join the incense path...

The two of them chatted in a low voice, and they were all secretive, so they were not noticed by outsiders.

Others, on the other hand, had already been shocked by Zhang Biao's technique.

A vulgar god of six grades was brutally suppressed by Zhang Biao, and he didn't even leave the altar, and the first person in Huaizhou deserved it.

A vulgar god of six grades was brutally suppressed by Zhang Biao, and he didn't even leave the altar, and the first person in Huaizhou deserved it.

Perhaps, those few hidden body forging masters on Zongmen Mountain may not be able to please well when they come...

Zhang Biao naturally didn't know what everyone was thinking, he seemed indifferent at the moment, but in fact he was secretly calculating and checking the progress of the Spirit Devouring Cicada.

This thing is too fierce to allow it to develop wantonly, and once it reaches the fourth grade, it will be difficult to control itself.

Fortunately, as Lu Xianggong's aura became weaker and weaker, the grade began to fall, and the Spirit Devouring Cicada still showed no signs of pupation.

Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief.

He found himself feeling a little overwhelmed.

There are more than 500 of these devouring cicadas, all of which are yellow-level second-grade, no matter how strong Lu Xianggong is, if he wants to feed five hundred third-grade, it is still far away.

Thinking of this, he completely let go of his restraints.

Roar!

With the unwilling wail, Lu Xianggong's size became smaller and smaller, and he could have resisted, but now he was easily suppressed by the Imperial God Card, and he could only watch his spiritual charm dissipate like a tide......

…………

And when the clouds closed, it was a different atmosphere.

"Bastard!"

Gedar, the deputy chief priest of the Huoluo Sect, slapped a monk who had fled back to the ground, and scolded angrily: "Lu Xianggong is still over there, the plan is the plan, how dare you leave the secular gods behind!" ”

The soul of the monk was burned by the fire, although he escaped by luck and extinguished the flames with mica powder, but the soul had already been injured, and he was dizzy and said what he thought in his heart: "My lord, the god of the Central Plains, if he dies, he will die, anyway..."

Gedar's face changed suddenly, and the metal scepter in his hand was waved mercilessly, only to hear a pop, and the head of the bearded monk shattered like a watermelon.

But there is more than one person who heard.

Hou Kun, the head of Yunxia Pass, was okay, he was supported by the Huoluo Sect, pretending not to hear it, and staring into the distance blankly.

Yuzhen Mansion Xu Bai and the others, but their eyes became gloomy.

As the Daliang War stopped, many contradictions began to emerge and were difficult to hide.

Zhao Mian became more and more crazy, killing courtiers in the main hall at every turn, and even the most loyal Grand Sima Lu Wuji began to plan for himself in private......

The reason why no one has come forward is because this Huoluo Sect has expanded wildly with the support of Zhao Mian, and has become the largest force in the DPRK with religious secret texts to deceive people's hearts.

But there are more problems with the Fire Luo Sect, and the high priest Arod is okay and can treat the sect members equally, but some people who have just moved from the Western Regions, and their ancestors once served in the Golden Horde Country, already have a grudge against the people of the Central Plains, just for the sake of incense and cooperation.

This deputy chief priest Gedar is one of the representatives, and even the monks of the Central Plains of the Huoluo Sect are very repulsive, and their subordinates are all Hu monks.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Gedar also had a sudden burst in his heart, waved his staff, and killed all the monks who fled back with his own hands.

After doing this, a blood color rose in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Give up the secular gods, it is like an apostasy, quickly raise a sacrificial fire, and summon Lu Xianggong to return!" ”

Click!

Before he finished speaking, a crack appeared in the statue of Lu Xianggong on the temple, and then it collapsed with an uproar.

"Look, sir!"

At the same time, the defending sergeant pointed forward.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward, only to see that the originally dense human head vines in the Tiger Leaping Gorge had withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"God has fallen!"

The dense group of Huoluo monks suddenly knelt on the ground, some reciting scriptures, others wailing and weeping.

For the incense sect, the vulgar god is the natal root, and even if it is from the god, the feeling of psychological lack cannot be suppressed.

Cold sweat also oozed from Gedar's forehead.

Although the upper echelons of the Huoluo Sect have the same attitude towards Lu Xianggong, that is, they are used as tools, but the catastrophe of the Divine Fall, even he, will be tortured by the sect.

Thinking of the enemies he had offended all the way up, the hidden opponents, Gedar only felt a chill in his back.

The statue of the god is shattered, a bad omen, I am afraid that the statue of Lu Xianggong, who is far away in the capital city of Yujing at this moment, has also collapsed.

He finally grabbed this opportunity, thinking that he could easily win and use his merits to snatch the vacant position of sect leader......

After this is over, I'm afraid my life will not be guaranteed.

The only chance to live,

This is where the fighting method wins!

Thinking of this, he took a few steps forward, his eyes bloodshot and roared: "All of them move for me, perform the blood and fire sacrifice, rain down the heavenly fire, and kill the demon Tai Sui!" ”

"Kill the demon Tai Sui!"

"Kill the demon Tai Sui!"

The clouds closed, and suddenly remembered the roar of fanatia.

Xu Bai and the others of the Yuzhen Mansion had gloomy faces, looking at all this coldly, and the corners of their mouths were full of mockery.

They had just returned from injury, and although they were rescued in time, they were also sneered at and reprimanded by Gedar, and they were already dissatisfied in their hearts.

Look what you guys can do!

The monks of the Imperial Mansion glanced at each other, and had decided to watch from the wall in this battle.

……

The infighting in Yunxia Pass, Zhang Biao naturally didn't know.

He looked at Lu Xianggong, who was gradually dissipating, and urged the Golden Cicada Blood God Gu in his body to scream, and took back all the Spirit Devouring Cicada.

Then, the living soul jumped into the spirit world, turned into a cloud of black smoke, and flew towards Lu Xianggong's dissipation.

The monks watching the battle were hot-eyed.

The six secular gods will have good things after death.

Moreover, when such a number of Yin soldiers dissipate, there will always be some materials left, even if the grade is not high, it is a big harvest when they are gathered together.

Elder Hu of the Five Immortals Sect touched his beard and muttered, "Mother, no wonder they all want to fight, or fight to make money quickly." It's a pity that so many Yin soldiers failed to subdue it, but burned it down..."

Zhang Biao naturally didn't care about everyone, and when he came to the place where Lu Xianggong fell, he first waved his hand and sprinkled a piece of mica powder to extinguish the fire, and then landed.

I saw three things fall on the ground.

A large yellow crystalline disc, a huge wat board, and half a slowly wriggling rattan bar.

Sure enough, there is such a thing!

Zhang Biao looked at the disc and his eyes lit up.

This kind of spirit body dissipates, and there are usually remnants of "remaining", "stone", "plate", "pill", etc., which is the essence of the body, and it is also an important material for spell casting.

Like the evil curse in his hand, it is refined by the remnants of Fushou Gong, and Lu Xianggong's one is larger, and it is washed by incense, and it is topaz-shaped, and it will definitely be able to refine better things.

Needless to say, the wat board is a sacrificial vessel for the secular gods and a good material for refining magic weapons, and this wriggling rattan is mostly related to the vine essence devoured by Lu Xianggong.

After a long time, it can still be preserved, absolutely extraordinary!

Zhang Biao was happy in his heart, but unfortunately it was a critical moment now, and he didn't even have time to clean up the battlefield, so he could only use his spiritual eye to investigate afterwards.

Thinking of this, he put away the three treasures, turned them into a puff of black smoke, and returned to the altar again.

At this moment, Xuchen, who was cloudy and uncertain in his eyes, finally gritted his teeth, got up and said with a smile: "Tai Sui Daoyou is really extraordinary, last time he helped me teach to win the poison avoidance pill, the old Taoist is also a personal favor, this treasure is suitable for fighting methods!" ”

With that, he threw the brocade box in his hand and flew out.

Zhang Biao was stunned, caught it, looked at the smiling people below, and sighed slightly in his heart:

Sure enough, when you are strong, there are more good people around you......

In the evening, it will be sent around 10 o'clock

(End of chapter)