Meng Jiao's death was both reasonable and unexpected, from the moment he failed to withdraw into the golden light curtain, everyone labeled Meng Jiao and Yun Lan as certain deaths in their hearts, never expected that after a long time, they would still be able to see Meng Jiao's mighty scene.

But because of this, after witnessing Meng Jiao's short-lived, everyone's hearts began to be in a trance again, the power of the scarlet blood flame is undoubted, but Meng Jiao's last sword before his death is also incomparable, if you really go all out to block it, you may not be able to save your life!

However, this doubt only lasted for a moment, because Meng Jiao's choice before his death quickly turned the situation upside down, and also made everyone completely understand Meng Jiao's good intentions.

The bright sword light fell like a meteor, and before the big black hands could react, they turned into ashes under the sword light, and the rolling wave of demonic energy was obviously stagnant, and the twelve ghosts trapped in the wave rioted in unison, and the struggling action brought a thunderous continuous explosion, accompanied by a roar, and jumped out of the hole!

The surging demonic qi is like a bone appendage, turning into ink-like juice sticking to the surface of the ghost's skin, even if he has escaped, the crisis of the twelve-headed ghost has not been completely resolved, although the owl's reaction is a beat slower, but the moment the sword light falls, he guessed Meng Jiao's general intention, and his mind has already made a response with demonic energy.

Compared to the boundless demonic qi like a wave, these juices stuck to the ghosts were simply not worth mentioning, but after getting out of trouble, the ghosts did not dare to be careless at all, and tore around them restlessly, trying to completely remove these disgusting juices that brought a great sense of crisis.

The benefits of acting entirely on instinct were fully manifested at this time, and due to the brutal rolling and tearing of these ghosts, most of the juice attached to their bodies was thrown off, and a murderous disaster was avoided before the effect of the juice was activated!

The seemingly inconspicuous juice is actually poisonous with ecstasy, and it only takes a moment to erode the twelve ghosts beyond recognition, and the poisonous gas of green smoke lingers, and ordinary people will be weak and dizzy in their limbs as long as they smell it, and completely lose the ability to resist.

Although it looks a little embarrassed, these ghosts are all half-virtual and half-real, and this level of damage is barely within the acceptable range, but if you haven't responded in time before, the damage will be more than that!

In the flickering light, the twelve-headed ghosts, whose breath were slightly disheveled, had recovered to their original state, and their almost ghost-like physique allowed them to remain in their prime, until their strength was completely exhausted, a unique advantage that would give any enemy a headache.

Sensing that Shang Bodong's aura was becoming more and more powerful, Xiao's heart began to be a little anxious, not that he was worried that he would be defeated by the enemy, but if he continued like this, he would be a little weak to control the aftermath of the next battle.

I felt the state of my body a little, although it was not yet handy, but it was completely enough to deal with a group of small characters who did not enter the stream!

Between the fluttering clothes, the figure of the owl had already stepped into the arena, and the spear in his hand was slightly exaggerated compared to Mu Bai's body, but this divine weapon born in the demonic qi was originally a murder weapon that was long in battle formations, and it was naturally difficult to control it freely with the size of an ordinary person's body!

The long-lost battle spirit came to my heart, although the slightly awkward blade after starting was a bit of a fly in the ointment, but this kind of real sword and real gun battle array killing has not been experienced for a long time, at this time, as soon as I stepped into the battle, there was an indescribable sense of satisfaction spread throughout the body and mind, sweeping away all the selfish distractions, leaving only the overflowing killing aura lingering!

The twelve ghosts turned around in unison, their fierce eyes turned scarlet like blood, and without saying a word, they flew up and pounced, and one after another brilliant spells continued to shoot out in the process of charging, and they shot in the direction of the owl in a staggered manner.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

After leaving a cold and piercing rebuke on the spot, the form of the owl disappeared completely, and the raging flames were born out of thin air, spreading in an instant, rapidly approaching the colorful and brilliant spells, stubbornly withstanding this wave of violent spell tides, and directly detonating the terrifying power contained therein.

The raging flames spreading everywhere seemed to be endless, and a single effort took the upper hand, and for a while, the sound of explosions was endless, and the twelve ghosts who were charging did not even touch the shadow of the main master, and were blown up in the brilliant spell fireworks.

All kinds of roars rang out one after another, and the sound was so loud that it was difficult to hide the movement of the explosion, so it was also possible to judge how much damage the owl's methods had caused to these twelve ghosts in this round of contact.

The blood flashed, but it did not come from the huge wound that had been broken, the spear in his hand stared coldly at the enemy in front of him, a hideous ghost who was cut in two by his waist, and the scarlet blood flame was burning at the wound that was as smooth as a mirror, constantly drawing the power in the enemy's body for burning, making the roar in the enemy's mouth gradually become low and weak.

The owl, who was carefully observing the tragic state of this ghost, suddenly noticed a strong wind blowing in his face, and the flame spear appeared in front of him in an instant, sweeping away a ghost that flew over with the cover of the explosion light and shadow, and then used a little force under his feet, and the demonic qi scattered in all directions, and swept away the gravel and dust raised by the explosion.

The center of the battlefield shrouded in smoke suddenly revealed the most real situation, except for the ghost who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, the remaining eleven ghosts had already surrounded the owl, and the terrible roar was still resounding throughout the audience just now, but at this moment the silent needle drop could be heard, what happened is self-evident!

Aware that he had fallen into the enemy's calculations, instead of the slightest anger in his heart, a little appreciation swelled up, and he was able to perceive the strength of the enemy with his instinctive sense, and set a trap by concentrating the strength of his companions according to the situation, this kind of interesting opponent is really rare, not to mention a group of war puppets with only the killing instinct!

The flame spear continued to swing and slash, the sound of breaking the sky continued into rain, and a series of pitch-black scratches appeared in the air, and only gradually healed after a while, revealing an incomparably terrifying killing machine, and even the space began to become a little overwhelmed under the successive swings.

No one knew how terrible the owl's attack was, and even the eleven-headed ghosts who were straight at it shy away from the power of the spear, daring to launch a tentative attack from a distance, trying to wear down the enemy's spirit with a tidal wave of spells.

In the face of the enemy's passive response, the owl's offensive did not stop for a moment, and the slashes that were constantly accumulating outside seemed to be doing useless work, but in fact, they had already hidden the killing machine, floating out through the cracked space, and then burst out with great precision.

"Click, click, click......"

It only took a moment for the fine cracks to spread throughout the entire golden light curtain, and Shang Bodong, who was in the center, spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face became pale as paper, and his eyes were full of horror and puzzlement!

That's right, these seemingly useless offensives are not aimed at the eleven-headed ghosts in the battle, but the golden light curtain that stays out of the way, and the owl's heart has always been very clear that the biggest threat to the enemy has never been these ghosts who act as cannon fodder, and there is only Shang Bodong alone from beginning to end, as long as the problem can be solved from the source, other troubles will be solved!

Shang Bodong's means are too many, and he can come up with a way to deal with it whenever he is not supported, and when the situation is unclear, the owl has no choice but to use some special routines, with the help of the cover of this group of ghosts, to cover up his true intentions, and use unexpected attack methods to catch the other party off guard!

Judging from the results, the effect of this method is very obvious, although it failed to break the golden light curtain with one blow, but the fine cracks are enough to shake the fundamentals, and under the clouds in the sky, it is only a matter of time before it is broken!

With the swing of the spear, countless red-eyed bats transformed into shape, attacked straight down from the clouds, and launched a suicide attack towards the golden light curtain, looking completely indifferent to life and death, which was terrifying!

As a monster transformed from demonic energy, the red-eyed bat is not afraid of death, and it is not surprising that it has such a performance, but at this time, it is enough to represent the attitude of the owl, and it must break the golden light curtain as soon as possible at all costs, even if it consumes twice the demonic qi for this!

If you look closely, the clouds that cover the sky and the sun are actually not as good as before, after repeated consumption, even if the owl has used the power of the demon puppet in the Elysium Pavilion, it is impossible to make the replenishment speed of the demon qi keep up with the consumption speed, from this point of view, the situation has even begun to develop in the direction that is not favorable to the owl!

However, all of this was all in vain under the sneak attack of the owl, as long as the golden light curtain was broken, after seeing the terrible of the owl, no one dared to say that they could leave their lives in the hands of the other party, even Shang Bodong did not have this confidence!

"There's no way, the golden light curtain won't last long, the rest of the people immediately instilled all the power in the body into me, no matter what happens next, this is the only chance, victory or defeat is in this move, whether you can survive or not, you can only resign yourself to fate!"

The plan can never catch up with the changes, although Shang Bodong's heart has no bottom, but he also knows that he can't be disheartened at this time, the murderous owl will never stop here, there is no way back between the two sides except for you and me, either try desperately, or sit still, both horizontal and vertical are dead, why not let go!

No one spoke, the heavy pressure of death made everyone a little breathless, and the hope became more and more slim after a busy work, the strength and cunning of the owl were far beyond ordinary people, and the first time to face such an invincible enemy, the cold and cold killing machine was enough to make people feel suffocated.

Failing to get a response from anyone, Shang Bodong's heart also sank suddenly, the most feared situation finally appeared, there is nothing more troublesome than a group of comrades-in-arms who have lost their will to fight, especially in a situation where they may overturn at any time, low morale can make the enemy's butcher's knife invincible, and the only remaining hope will be completely extinguished!