Wisps of black fog descended like raindrops.

The hanged ghosts or evil spirits that have been distorted from all directions begin to deform twice at this moment.

"Whew!"

"Woo ......"

The process of distortion made them extremely painful and howled incessantly.

The aura of abomination emanating from all over his body became much stronger.

Even some aberrant evil spirits began to grow strange tentacles like octopuses on their bodies.

It's similar to the black mist eyeballs that pierced my internal organs.

Looking at the terrifying scene in front of us, we have to be afraid of the black fog eyeballs.

What kind of evil creature is it?

The aura emitted can make the hanged ghost in front of him constantly distort, becoming a freak-like aberration and evil.

So how powerful is its body?

Zhang Yuchen's face was full of nervousness:

"Oudoudou! These evils are beginning to mutate again! ”

Mao Jing was not indifferent, and said in a low voice:

"I've never seen anything like it."

Pan Ling even echoed at this time:

"In my eyes, the energy of these black mist is completely different from the usual evil aura, more irritable and illusory.

It's like these black mist breaths, they have life in themselves......"

“……”

Hearing this, we couldn't help but gasp.

These black fogs, are they all alive?

They are not even remnants, so what kind of existence are they?

For a while, we couldn't find an answer.

And after the distortion, the tall deformed demons with their hands and feet, eyes, mouths, heads, and even tentacles pounced on us again.

He let the black flames on the stone altar burn, and did not retreat.

"Here we go again!"

Master reminded.

A sword stabbed at a distorted demon full of eyes.

Mao Jing and Pan Ling and I also directly confronted a few aberrant evil spirits with many hands and feet, or forked tongues.

These aberrant spirits have grown stronger, and there are more of them.

We couldn't stop it and started to keep going backwards.

Zhang Yuchen drank a few mouthfuls of foul soup.

After drinking, he directly drew a line on his eyebrows with the blood stains left on the palm of his hand.

His hands began to seal, and he wanted to open the spiritual door and forcibly improve his true qi:

"Spiritual Gate! Open! ”

As soon as the edict came out, Zhang Yuchen's breath soared.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his blood was surging.

He held a copper coin sword and slashed at an evil spirit full of tentacles.

The evil spirit of the tentacles is entangled with us, and it has even threatened Pan Ling's life.

The tentacle evil spirit saw Zhang Yuchen slashing with a sword, and the three tentacles on his body swept up, entangled Zhang Yuchen's copper coin sword.

Who knew that Zhang Yuchen didn't play cards according to the routine, even if the copper coin sword couldn't be used, he didn't retreat.

Instead, he lunged forward, crashing headlong into the deformed demon.

There was a loud shout in his mouth:

"Broken!"

The deformed evil spirit has no other tricks.

As a result, Zhang Yuchen hit it head-on.

Zhang Yuchen, who opened the "Spirit Gate", burst out of his true qi in a short period of time, which was very strong and full of attack power.

This head crashed down, only to hear a "boom", and the distorted evil spirit of the three tentacles was directly exploded, turning into bursts of phosphorus fire.

The black flames that swept through the demon's body disappeared with it, but it didn't hurt us.

Mao Jing and I both glanced at Zhang Yuchen with shock.

I was the first to speak:

"Cow Pi!"

After speaking, Mao Jing also chimed in:

"Fierce!"

With that, we will continue to resist those aberrations.

Pan Ling also glanced at Zhang Yuchen gratefully:

"Thank you, Zhang Yuchen!"

Zhang Yuchen smiled "hehe", and the blood of the second middle school boiled:

"I'm a Lightbringer, Oodoudou, accept the verdict!"

Pan Ling: "......"

The scuffle continues, and we can't see what's going on under the sinkhole.

It can only continue to support on this stone altar.

But it can be found that the runes on the stone altar are flashing regularly.

There are too many aberrant spirits, and the individual strength is getting stronger and stronger.

The black flame on the stone altar could no longer be stopped.

We have no way to retreat, and now we have retreated to the edge of the bronze coffin, and the pressure is extremely high.

In order to stick to this last bottom line, the four of us were injured one after another.

If it weren't for the tacit understanding of mutual cooperation, Uncle Yu occasionally stepped forward to mend the knife and used some special methods of his Yin Kitchen to attract the attention of the deformed evil spirits.

The direction of the defense of the four of us must have been broken by these aberrant demons.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the master took out the dementor flag again.

A low snort in his mouth:

"The fluttering dementor flag spreads its wings, and the ghost shadow reflects the moonlight.

The cold wind howled in the cold night, and the lonely ghosts cried sadly.

Chi! ”

The dementor flag waved unfurled, and in an instant, the whirlwind "whirred".

Intense Gang Qi Shock.

The deformed evil spirits who rushed onto the stone altar were all blown to the ground in an instant, screaming "whoops".

Even the whirlwind that swept out shook the entire group of ghosts, and many of them were distorted and evil spirits burst on the spot, and their souls were scattered.

The power is so great, it can be seen how powerful this dementor flag is.

But this technique was extremely expensive, and after the master used it once, he began to breathe.

And the group of ghosts around us is endless, and after killing one batch, another batch will come.

Although the bronze coffin behind him was temporarily saved.

But later, it swept in again, and more distorted evil spirits ......