Ding Qi took a deep breath, hooked his right hand, and the trembling dust-whisk stick suddenly released white gas, pushed the black light and black gas out, and returned to the master's hand with a swish. Ding Qi didn't look at the dust behind his back, then put his hands together, and pinched the law with a solemn expression, only lasting for a breath in the world, a golden light lit up behind him, and the faint red light of his body was reflected, which was even more brilliant and dazzling.

The golden light slowly rose, about three feet or so, and with a dragon groan, a long sword shot out of the light, and the moment it was unsheathed, the golden light became even thicker, and the mountains, forests, lakes and wilderness seemed to be dyed with a faint color. I saw that the tip of the long sword in the air was crooked, aiming at the masked evil cultivator. The masked evil cultivator felt his body tremble slightly, and a trace of chill poured into his whole body, he was naturally unwilling to sit still, and took the lead in attacking with a roar, and the black short stick black light was even thicker, and smashed towards the golden sword with a whining sound.

"Split!" Ding Qi snorted coldly, and the golden sword immediately slashed from afar, and a ray of light came out in the blink of an eye, slashing at the black short stick. There was a ghost cry, and then two soft pops, and it turned out that the short stick had been split into two pieces from the middle and fell to the ground, and the ground artemisia grass dried up in two instants, and its horror was visible. The masked evil cultivator howled hoarsely, and Sen Ran's eyes gradually turned blood-red.

"Looking for death, if you dare to destroy my treasures, you will be drained. The evil cultivator's voice became even more hoarse and harsh.

"Hundred ghosts eat souls!" A mini brown umbrella flew to the top of the masked evil cultivator's head, instantly growing to the size of three feet in diameter, and at the same time, a more dense black qi gushed out, and there seemed to be a soul in the black air that was unwilling to cry and complain, faintly touching people's souls. Long Fang was also taken aback, this daylight staring haunted, the avenue is three thousand, it is really strange, and the yearning is even stronger.

The golden long sword was already as imposing as a rainbow, and the moment the black umbrella was sacrificed, it stabbed with golden light, and a long golden belt was drawn behind him. The tip of the long sword sword was full of light, and the sword light kept shooting towards the black umbrella, and the black umbrella was dripping and rotating, and the rolling black gas continued to gush out against the sword, and where the two collided, there was a swishing sound, and the black gas was constantly evaporated and melted by the golden sword, which was obviously the nemesis of yin and evil.

The owners of the two spiritual weapons were no longer as chic as before, and the continuous infusion of spiritual power with all their strength gradually made the two of them unable to bear it, Ding Qi's red light all over his body became lighter and lighter, his face was much paler, and the masked evil cultivator was also unbearable. That long sword golden light Huo Huo, there must be no doubt that it is metallic, and the 'Pure Yang Pill' he took is even more of a yang thing, the two cooperate like a tiger with wings, not only is he restrained by death, but also continues to destroy the ghosts and ghosts that have been painstakingly collected for more than a hundred years, and he needs to inject twice the spiritual power to be able to hold on, this guy's medium-grade golden sword is much trickier than his second senior brother's Raushzi sword formation. In addition, if you have a minor injury, even if you destroy the other party, you will definitely be seriously injured, and you will definitely die if you are bumped into by other colleagues. It's just that the water that was spilled out can't be recovered, and this guy will play with his life as soon as he comes up, which is really unexpected.

The medicinal power of the elixir in Ding Qi's body had almost been exhausted, and he was secretly anxious in his heart, and a trace of ruthlessness gradually surfaced in his heart. I saw that his left hand turned into a faint phantom, flew towards the long sword, and with a swipe of the sword, a golden mini flying sword shot out like lightning, pierced on the black umbrella and exploded, and a small ball of golden light flickered. The next moment was a painful howl of seeping ghost crying, a trace of black blood overflowed from the corner of the masked evil cultivator's mouth, and an egg-sized hole appeared on the surface of the black umbrella.

"What ...... is this?" the masked cult screamed hysterically.

"Mother and Son Golden Sword!" Ding Qi Senran responded, and at the same time, the phantom of his left hand was another flash, and a small sword arrow shot out, and there was another explosion. Dan Ding Qi's face also turned pale, this golden sword contains nine sub-swords, but it needs great spiritual power to support, Ding Qi is only in the early stage of the realm can be released three or four times is barely difficult, if it is used by a later monk, the power is naturally not the same. As the ghost howl of the black umbrella became more and more miserable, the swirling black qi had decreased sharply, and the two holes were impressive, the masked evil cultivator's old injuries recurred, and the breath in the body gradually became unstable. He must be put to death once and for all by using secret arts, and only then can he have the right to live.

"O great ghost, please show up and watch over your people............ Then there was a tedious and obscure incantation, and then, the masked evil cultivator put his hands together and made a gesture to welcome the gods and demons into the world, and then his whole body was completely enveloped in the billowing black qi. The bones inside made a violent sound, accompanied by a few painful snorts, the black qi grew higher and higher, and after it grew to a zhang, the black qi gradually dissipated, revealing an extremely hideous and terrifying monster.

Ding Qi finally knocked the black umbrella to the ground after shooting the third golden sword, and after a little respite, he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when the tall black shadow in front of him frightened him, and his face was as white as paper!

A hairless monster more than a foot tall, black as charcoal, with two short horns on its head, stood gloomily under Lang Lang. The original two hands have become a pair of sharp claws, the nails glitter with a little black light, and the feet have become a pair of black hind paws that are a foot and a half long, the tips of the long claws are firmly clasped to the surface, the green grass and tender branches have turned to fly ashes, and a short tail less than half a foot is nondescript.

"Compel me to summon the possession of the demons, and then sacrifice you to the Lord as a sacrifice. After the masked evil cultivator changed a word from its fangs, it rushed towards Ding Qi with a flash of black energy. Ding Qi trembled, and hurriedly sacrificed a sub-sword again, and at the same time the body retreated, but the monster did not dodge, and the sword light burst in response to only a howl of pain, but rushed over even more frantically. Ding Qi's face was so frightened that his face was colorless, and after another flying sword attack, his body with overdrawn spiritual power had staggered, and while retreating, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the stunned Long Fang in the distance, and immediately counted it in his heart.

"That-that little friend, hurry up and help me kill this demon, if he succeeds, the next target will be Xiaoyou! I apologize for the recklessness just now, this demonic thing will be Xiaoyou's in the future, quickly help me————."

"Hiss-" Long Fang snorted, slapped his face with one mouth, and only cared about the two dog fighting methods, and almost lost his life, it's really damned. Fortunately, this thing woke up the dreamer with a word, it really should be ............

"Thank you seniors for reminding me, I'm here to help you!"

"That's very good, I'll be thankful for this evil after I have solved it!hey—where are you going—brute—brute—ah-." The curse ended with a scream, but he was greeted by the dragon side running in the opposite direction at full speed.

'It's so funny that I should be a mortal to help you, isn't it a moth to a fire, and send me to death, and that ghost thing will suck me dry at once. The longer you persist there, the greater the chance of survival for the younger generation, and then they will burn incense and worship you a few times. Hey, hey, hey............ Long Fang thought happily, not feeling a trace of black gas behind his buttocks.