Zhou Changqing and Tie Jian Zhenren suddenly fell into darkness, although they were not shocked, this black mist was not poisonous, Zhou Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, but this black mist was able to devour the spiritual consciousness released by Zhou Changqing, which made him frown, at this moment Zhou Changqing had already retracted the spiritual consciousness released outside his body, and because of this, he lost contact with Tiejian Zhenren.

Do you want to break each one? Zhou Changqing secretly thought in his heart, but Zhou Changqing didn't worry too much, although these two god cultivators have magic weapons in their hands, but the iron sword real people have been crisscrossing the continent for so many years, and they naturally have magic weapons in their hands, Zhou Changqing has seen it, it is a treasure armor, the defense is very good, and it also comes with a strong body protection supernatural power, plus Zhou Changqing handed over the Jiuli Sword to him, with his strength, although he is not sure to win, but it is more than enough for self-protection.

As for what they wanted to deal with him, Zhou Changqing couldn't ask for it, he hadn't experienced a battle since he broke through the Holy Body, and he was trying to test his current strength. There were many shadows in the black mist, as if there were many figures hovering in the air, and from time to time there were screaming sounds from afar. Suddenly, Zhou Changqing heard the sound of breaking the sky behind him, and on the side of his body, a black shadow swept in front of him, and a sharp claw stretched out from the black shadow, and the claw was only a fraction away from his cheek. When Zhou Changqing turned sideways, he pointed out with a finger of his right hand, and a divine light shot out, and the black shadow in the middle, the black shadow let out a terrible scream, and it shattered into a mist and black mist.

However, immediately after that, several black shadows attacked, Zhou Changqing dodged them one by one, and the divine light in his hand continued to bloom, shattering these black shadows one by one, but these black shadows seemed to be endless, killing endlessly, Zhou Changqing couldn't help frowning.

He looked around at the thick black fog around him, and suddenly found a clue, some black shadows dissipated and merged into the black fog, but the black fog continued to give birth to new black shadows.

It seems that this strange black fog must be dealt with first, otherwise it will be consumed here sooner or later. Zhou Changqing thought of this, the treasure fan in his hand came out again, and suddenly fanned out towards the dense fog in front of him, the wind rose again, and the thick fog churned endlessly, but it did not disperse, still enveloping him.

"Junior, you can die at the hands of my little treasures in peace! Although the treasure fan in your hand is powerful, I am not an ordinary ghost mist, and the wind has no effect on me! Hahaha......" The voice of the old man came from all directions, and his voice was full of pride.

"Really, since you are not afraid of the wind, are you afraid of fire?" Zhou Changqing said lightly.

"What...... Fire?" Elder Wei was a little confused, but the next second he knew.

I saw that the mana in Zhou Changqing's body was surging, and the treasure fan in his hand, which was originally shining with green mang, immediately turned red, and the tail feathers of the divine bird exuded dazzling light. Immediately, Zhou Changqing swept through with force, and a huge and terrifying flame swept out, illuminating the entire black area, and the terrifying temperature instantly burned everything in front of him into nothingness.

The black mist was also burned and made a "zizi" sound, and Wei Lao immediately hurriedly put away the black mist and turned into a human form, but at this moment he looked a little embarrassed, and several holes were burned out of his body, and he was slowly recovering.

The whole world was bright again, and after the black fog dissipated, those black shadows turned into hideous and twisted souls and burrowed into the small banner in mid-air.

"Junior, good magic weapon, you died here today, I will take good care of this magic weapon for you!" Old Wei looked at the treasure fan in Zhou Changqing's hand at this time and couldn't help but show a greedy look, the magic weapon is also strong and weak, it is obvious that the power of the treasure fan in Zhou Changqing's hand is above the small banner in his hand. He looked rather embarrassed now, but he wasn't hurt.

The Iron Sword True Man looked even more relaxed, he was already a powerful sword cultivator who was known for his attacks, plus the two magic weapons in his hand, it was no pressure to deal with a monk who was one order lower than him.

"If you want the magic weapon in my hand, it depends on whether you have the ability!" Zhou Changqing did not hesitate, and once again fanned out, and the overwhelming flames swept towards the two people on the opposite side again. The iron sword real person also pulled out the Jiuli sword, and the sword qi that seemed to be able to cut through the space was blasted out one after another.

Wei Lao and Wei Lao instigated their mana one after another, the little banner quickly became larger, a large amount of black mist gushed out from the surface of the banner, blocking the flames, and the giant scythe in the hand of the old man quickly rotated, and the black energy fluctuations kept spreading, resisting the Dao Dao sword qi.

The violent energy fluctuations of "Boom Boom Boom ......" set off a large area of houses and rocks around them, and everywhere the energy fluctuations passed, they all turned into ruins.

In just a few breaths, the two sides have fought hundreds of rounds, and no one can help anyone. The four of them separated one after another, Zhou Changqing faced Wei Lao, and Tie Jian Zhenren faced Wei Lao, and once again launched a fierce battle.

The old man in front of him is very difficult, his body seems to be an immortal body, even if he is broken through several holes, or cut him into several pieces, he can still recover quickly, such an ability Zhou Changqing has never encountered before, I don't know how to deal with it, Wei Lao's attack is not too strong, his magic weapon is also a magic weapon that is biased towards assistance, and there is no way to take Zhou Changqing, for a while, the two of them are frozen there.

And the Iron Sword Real Man was a different scene, after hundreds of rounds of fighting, the old man was obviously at a disadvantage, and the Iron Sword True Man's fierce sword qi was constantly attacking him from all directions, and at this moment he only had the power to parry.

These two people have always acted together, and the Elder Nightmare's Heaven-Covering Demon Mist Divine Power combined with the magic weapon Soul Gathering Banner in his hand, coupled with a sneak attack on the Elder Evil, in the past, even if the opponent's cultivation was one or two levels higher than the two of them, they could be invincible. I didn't want to run into Zhou Changqing and the two today, and the old man's magical powers were broken, so he could only fight hard.

Seeing that Wei Lao was in danger, he couldn't help but retreat, Wei Lao and him had the same mind, and naturally understood Wei Lao's plans, so after reborn to bear the sword qi of the iron sword real person, he flew back and retreated, and the two fled into the distance without stopping. Zhou Changqing and the others were in hot pursuit, and the old man had already suffered a lot of strength from the iron sword, and he shouldn't be able to hold on much.

The four rays of light were two in front and two behind, and they were shuttling in mid-air at a high speed, and suddenly the old man in front of him turned around and opened his mouth to spew out a large black mist, which instantly enveloped Zhou Changqing and the others, and Zhou Changqing and the two hurriedly held their breath, closed their pores, withdrew their spiritual sense, and quickly flew out of the enveloping range of the black mist. However, at this moment, there is no trace of the old man and the old man.

"It's a pity to let them escape!" Zhou Changqing's face was cloudy.

"This kind of old ghost is very difficult to deal with, and its survivability is even more incomparable to that of ordinary god-transforming cultivators!" Iron Sword Zhenren shook his head and said with a sigh.

After the two searched Western Zhou to no avail, they chose to give up and returned to the location of the Immortal Spirit Sect. After Zhou Changqing found Lin Ruyu in the ruins, he and the Iron Sword Zhenren took her on the road back to the Evergreen Sect.