I saw that he pinched the trick with one hand, and a demon head immediately appeared in the palm of his hand. The demon has a blue face and fangs, a distorted face, a pair of black horns on the top of his head, and long red hair.

The demon's head sniffed deeply at the aura in the man's hand, and then showed a look of joy and chased it in one direction.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and chased after the demon's head.

...

Wang Shuo, who was in the middle of the earth, frowned suddenly, and his two eyes showed a look of vigilance: "How is it possible, you can still catch me?"

However, at this time, the ground suddenly exploded for some reason, and suddenly the clods of soil flew, and there was one person in it, who was Wang Shuo.

After Wang Shuo landed in the air, he stood straight and looked at the person in the sky, it was the middle-aged man.

In front of the middle-aged man, a demon head was constantly opening and closing its mouth in front of the man, as if the task was completed, asking the man for a reward.

The middle-aged man put his hand in front of the demon's mouth, and the demon's face showed joy, and he bit it down and sucked its essence and blood.

Then, the middle-aged man suddenly withdrew his hand, and the demon's head disappeared: "Are you a human or a demon?

Wang Shuo's expression was vigilant, staring at the middle-aged man deadly, and his divine sense spread out to the surroundings: "Your Excellency is the father of Qi Duel, the leader of the demon cultivation, the left protector of the Dharma Qi Ran!

"It's Qi Ran! What a fox demon, seducing my son, I want you to die today!"

After finishing speaking, with a wave of his big hand, seven or eight black ghost hands immediately appeared in front of him, and when he saw his palm push forward, all the ghost hands rushed towards Wang Shuo like flying swords.

Wang Shuo immediately summoned ten flying swords from the gourd, all of which were colorful, all of them were high-grade magic weapons, and they were facing these ghost hands one by one.

"Don't do it yourself!" Qi Ran smiled coldly.

The two collided in each direction, and the flying sword was like paper paste, and it was crushed by the ghost hand.

Wang Shuo's complexion changed, and he took out a few small shields from the gourd again, turned them into four or five layers of shields, and protected Wang Shuo.

The ghost hand also saw nothing, and its speed did not decrease, breaking the shield and hitting Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo showed a painful look, and was crushed by the ghost's hands, turning into a pool of flesh and blood.

However, the puddle of flesh and blood on the ground blurred, and then turned into a wisp of green smoke, and was replaced by a stand-in talisman.

Qi Ran's face changed: "Stinky boy, you trick me!"

Then the powerful divine sense of the Jindan period dispersed, and he noticed that Wang Shuo was fleeing to the side, and immediately turned into a green light and chased after him.

Na Qiran chased after Wang Shuo, pinched the trick in his hand, and a fire bomb hit the ground, only to hear an explosion, Wang Shuo was blown out again like Fang Cai.

"Boy, forgive you for having more means, but the gap between you and me is too big, you will definitely die today!"

Wang Shuo landed steadily, holding a hollow bow and arrow composed of runes in his hand, which was the bow and arrow rune treasure that Wu Renqun gave to Wang Shuo.

When the stand-in talisman bought time for Wang Shuo, Wang Shuo urged this talisman treasure while retreating, waiting for this moment.

When Qi Ran saw this bow and arrow, his face changed: "Tianxuan Bow, who are you, where did you get this talisman treasure?"

Wang Shuo didn't pay attention to Qi Ran at all, and pulled the string with one hand, directly injecting half of the spiritual power in his body into the bow.

"Chirp"

A hollow arrow of turquoise runes rang out.

Everywhere he went, a series of runes were left in the void. The sound barrier around the arrow was like a ripple, pushing the surrounding gas into the distance.

This kind of speed surpassed any speed that Wang Shuo had ever seen.

Before Qi Ran could react, he saw a thin line composed of runes piercing his abdomen, and his entire body arched due to inertia.

When the traces of this string of runes along the arrow gradually disappeared, Na Qiran spat out a mouthful of blood: "It is worthy of the Tianxuan Bow, even if it is made into a rune treasure, it has such power!"

Wang Shuo's face was slightly pale, this arrow directly used half of his spiritual power, and if he had another arrow, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

However, at this time, he didn't care about that, and injected the remaining spiritual power into the bow and shot an arrow again.

Qi Ran hurriedly summoned a demon shield, but the arrow didn't make any sense, piercing the shield like nothing, and hit Qi Ran's head directly.

"Chirp"

A thin line of runes was like a needle and thread piercing, stringing the shield and Qi Ran's head.

Suddenly, the ghost hand floating in the air turned into black smoke and disappeared.

Qi Ran's pupils dilated, and he gradually lost his vitality.

These two arrows seem cumbersome, but in fact they are just two blinks of an eye.

The bow and arrow in Wang Shuo's hand turned into a talisman treasure again and was included in the gourd.

Although Qi Ran is dead, he is still suspended in the air, Wang Shuo knows that things are not simple, and he has no mana, he can neither escape nor use a sword, he can only use his body.

So he turned into an afterimage and ran into the distance.

The dead Qi Ran in the air suddenly raised his head, and billowing black smoke floated from the hole on his body, enveloping it.

Then the black smoke dissipated, the fangs in Qi Ran's mouth protruded, his face was purple and blue, and two pairs of red horns appeared on his forehead.

It's exactly like the evil ghost just now.

"Boy, you forced me to do this, I want you to know what life is better than death. ”

After finishing speaking, it turned into a black dark black streamer and chased towards Wang Shuo.

No matter how fast Wang Shuo's body method is, it can't compare to the Jindan period monk who flies away with all his might.

Soon, the dark black streamer appeared beside Wang Shuo and walked side by side with Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo's eyes flashed rapidly, and the whole person stopped suddenly, but he didn't expect that the black light had already seen through it, and he also stopped.

Immediately, the black light went away, grabbed Wang Shuo with one hand, and lifted Wang Shuo up, it was Qi Ran who looked like a demon.

In this demonic state, Qi Ran's physique was so powerful.

Seeing Qi Ran's appearance, Wang Shuo's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "What kind of monster are you?" and then subconsciously wanted to pull away this hand.

Qi Ran's hand strength is limited, and it can't compare to Wang Shuo's solid physique, so he was forcibly picked up a few points.

Qi Ran's face changed: "How is it possible?"

Then he stretched out his other hand and stuck Wang Shuo's throat together: "I won't let you die, I'm going to torture you fiercely!"

Wang Shuo let go of his hand and slapped the gourd, and a stream of demonic energy immediately flew out of the gourd.

Seeing this demonic aura, Qi Ran immediately let go of his hand, dodged a few steps, and turned on the protective aura, as if he was also afraid of this demonic aura.

"Doesn't this kid want to live, he still has this soul poison in the gourd!" Qi Ran sighed suspiciously.

Wang Shuo, who was in the demonic qi, inhaled this demonic qi into his body, and the demonic qi immediately invaded all parts of his body, and then blocked it from the divine consciousness by the "Nine Yuan Xuanling Decision" and "Illusion".

With the dual blessing of his physical demonization and demonic energy, he approached the middle and late stages of the foundation building period, and at the same time, a sense of fury erupted in his body.

When the demonic qi dissipated, Wang Shuo's figure appeared.

In the state of half-human and half-demon, his body is full of demonic energy, and he looks like an ancient demonic beast.

Qi Ran opened his fangs in his mouth and scolded at Wang Shuo: "You must be a monster!"

After saying this, Wang Shuo disappeared in place, and when Qi Ran reacted again, Wang Shuo had already reached his feet and dragged him down from the air.

Then he slammed it into the ground.

"Boom..."

The ground immediately cracked, and Na Qiran fell to the ground, his eyes glazed over, obviously not understanding what was happening.

After reacting, he slapped his hands on the ground and stood up straight.

Before he stood up, there was a coldness all around him.

Wang Shuo stood in front of him, his arms were so fast that they were almost transparent, and Qi Ran's flesh and blood were flying all over him, and scratches appeared one by one, layer upon layer.

Qi Ran roared in pain, and seven or eight ghost claws appeared around his body, grabbing Wang Shuo's body.

Wang Shuo's hands were just stunned, and he scuffled with those ghost hands.

Qi Ran took the opportunity to take a few steps back, and continued to pinch the trick in his hand.

However, no matter how strong Wang Shuo's physique was, the spells of the Jindan period were still not good, and the eight ghost hands grabbed Wang Shuo's arm and twisted it fiercely.

"Click!"

His arms fell off in response, and Wang Shuo, who was in pain, roared.

At the same time, Qi Ran stopped chanting the incantation, and a ghost fire appeared in front of him, which was exactly the same as the ghost fire used by the original Yuling Peak Qi Duel, but compared to Qi Duel, Qi Ran's ghost fire looked a little substantial.

Wang Shuo's arms returned to their original state after a few breaths, but the ghost fire instantly enveloped Wang Shuo.

Seeing Wang Shuo's arms recover, Qi Ran's face changed again: "What kind of monster are you, I have never heard of it!"

Wang Shuo felt a scorching sensation coming from all over his body, and that scorching heat came from the depths of his soul. Not only that, Wang Shuo could feel that the demonic qi in his body was being burned little by little.

The more this is the case, the weaker Wang Shuo's physique becomes, the weaker he becomes, and the more obvious this burning sensation becomes.

Qi Ran stepped forward, grabbed Wang Shuo's neck, and lifted him up: "My fire does not burn real things, but only burns virtual things." Your cultivation and your divine consciousness will be burned out little by little, and the more painful it will be!"

As he said, his cultivation and divine consciousness were burned backwards by this fire. However, the divine consciousness is guarded by the "Nine Yuan Xuanling Decision", but the cultivation is not guarded.

Wang Shuo endured this pain, and thought quickly in his mind.

His cultivation fell rapidly, and when he saw that he was about to bottom, he suddenly remembered the sky Yanyue in his mind.

At this time, Wang Shuo gritted his teeth and kicked Qi Ran fiercely.

Qi Ran was in pain, bowed his body, and screamed.

It was also at this moment that Wang Shuo took out something from the gourd, his arm was so fast that he couldn't see clearly, and stuffed the thing in his hand into Qi Ran's mouth.

Qi Ran raised his eyebrows, and before he could spit it out, he saw a thunderbolt centered on Qi Ran's mouth, enveloping the two of them.

At night, the woods lit up with a dazzling light.

...

When the light cleared, the two remained as they were.

Qi Ran's mouth opened widely, his brows raised, and Wang Shuo was still in a state of being raised.

The next moment, a breeze blew, and Qi Ran turned into a pile of dust with the weather, and Wang Shuo lost his support and fell to the ground.

Subsequently, the clothes on his body also turned to dust, and his skin gradually turned yellow and black, and even his white hair was burned to carbon black.

Wang Shuo fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

In the emergency, Wang Shuo remembered the Tianleizi that Yan Yue gave him, he didn't expect the power to be so powerful, no wonder everyone was so jealous.

Originally, the ghost fire had been forced to regress to the seventh or eighth layer of the Qi refining period by Wang Shuo's cultivation, and he was injured by the thunder of this day, although the strength of the body did not die, but the vitality was greatly injured, and the cultivation was already completely gone.

What a thunderbolt!