The owl's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of murderous intent when he looked at the twelve-headed ghosts, and with a wave of his hand, the clouds in the sky poured down, pressing towards the twelve-headed ghosts who wantonly killed red-eyed bats.

Although the number of red-eyed bats is large, but in the hands of the ghosts, there is not even the slightest resistance, and before the clouds that cover the sky and the sun completely fall, the surroundings are swept away by the ghosts, and the twelve ghosts who are in full swing have no intention of staying, and follow the source of the demonic energy, galloping in the direction of the owl!

"Bold!"

The owl's face was gloomy like water, looking at the twelve ghosts who were brave and peerless, his right hand was slightly raised and put together into a fist, and the wriggling black arms broke through the ground and spread out in the direction of the ghosts, leaving a long black smoke along the way, full of ominous aura.

Shang Bodong saw all this clearly in the golden light curtain, guessing that the problem of these pitch-black arms was probably not small, and he didn't want to see the ghost who fought completely by instinct fell into the trap, and took advantage of the sudden decrease in pressure to shoot out a dazzling thunderbolt in the air, smashing down into the billowing black smoke.

This thunderbolt seemed to be weak, but when it came into contact with black smoke, it was like cold water pouring boiling oil, and it instantly erupted into an extremely violent reaction!

The pitch-black arms dissipated invisibly, and the rolling demonic qi was like encountering a nemesis, lest it be avoided and let this thunder go all the way deep into the darkness, releasing infinite light.

The fine beam of light penetrated out, and the pitch-black arms along the way were all wiped out, and they were powerless to resist under the light of thunder, and the speed of falling apart was amazing!

In the golden light curtain, everyone in the business department was overjoyed after seeing this scene, Shang Bodong's means were immediate, even if there was infinite darkness, it could not hide the light of this moment, it seems that the situation should be able to take this opportunity to completely reverse it immediately!

In this regard, Shang Bodong has a completely different idea, the seemingly invincible thunder, in fact, was hindered at the first time when he poured into the darkness, the reason why he was able to easily break through the darkness was completely deliberate, and the purpose was unknown, but the ghost who drove straight into the other party has approached the other party, and the Xiao's plan should be revealed immediately!

The cold murderous aura was already close at hand, but there was no panic in the owl's expression, and the right hand that was put together into a fist was raised high above the top, stretched out into a palm and slapped down fiercely, an invisible pressure fell from the sky, and instantly slapped the twelve galloping ghosts on their backs, deep in the ground and unable to move!

The rolling demonic energy that seemed to be dissipated by the thunder continued to pour out from under the gravel and dust, and in a moment of effort, it became a sea, and the undercurrent trapped the struggling ghosts in place, deriving a series of pitch-black hands, which kept attacking for a moment, trying to completely kill this group of ghosts trapped underground.

Shang Bodong didn't have much expectation of this group of ghosts from the beginning, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed until now, but all the kung fu of a face was folded in, which was also beyond his expectations, and now the strength of everyone has just been instilled more than half, and this group of ghosts can't fall down yet, so in desperation, he had to hold on to his spirit and shoot a thunderbolt with a brighter light to shoot at the place where the ghosts fell.

This time, the resistance of the big black hand obviously became fierce, and the heavy fists that were clenched were shot out again and again, and they shot angrily when the thunder passed, even if the cracks were dense, it did not have the slightest effect, and they stubbornly blocked the road ahead, constantly consuming the colossal power in the thunder.

In the face of the continuous sea of pitch-black hands, the power of the thunder is limited after all, except for the evaporation of some of the demonic energy, there is no gain, which fully shows that the previous long drive into the sea is all just the deliberate action of the owl, the purpose is to paralyze this group of ghosts who only act by instinct, so as to wipe them out!

"Speed up the infusion of demonic power, don't worry about my ability to bear it, this group of ghosts won't last too long, once you let the owl free up your hand, there will be no more chance!"

Shang Bodong's angry shouting made everyone feel excited, and he no longer dared to take any chances, and wholeheartedly instilled the strength in his body step by step according to the previous plan.

The horror of the owl is far beyond imagination, if it weren't for Shang Bodong's persistence, after seeing the previous scene, everyone's hearts may not be able to resist at all!

Looking at the twelve-headed ghosts with deep feet of mud from afar, Shang Bodong also had a feeling of sadness in his heart, but this feeling did not last long, and he began to think about ways to break the situation with a little thought.

Because of being in the golden light curtain, many methods cannot be used to the fullest, and if you are not careful, it is possible that this self-defense method will be broken because of the mutual interference between spells, and if you are directly exposed to the clouds that cover the sky and the sun, everyone will end up with only a dead end.

If only the strength of this group of ghosts could be stronger, even if it was just a delay of ten minutes for everyone, the situation could be completely different, the battle instinct of the monster owl was too terrifying, and a face-to-face contact found the Achilles heel of this group of ghosts, and wiped them all out with light means.

If it weren't for the unpreparedness of the quagmire, the role of this group of ghosts would be far more than what they saw in front of them, although it was still not enough to pose too much threat to the owls, but it could also disrupt the battle situation and buy enough time for Shang Bodong!

When he was annoyed, the strange cries of chirping had resounded, and the red-faced bats that attacked like a tide surrounded the golden light curtain in an instant, and the situation quickly returned to the initial stalemate, the difference was only that there was another group of ghosts trapped in place and unable to move!

The sword light pierced the sky, the silver and white horses practiced bravely, the dark clouds as black as ink were divided into two, the terrifying power suddenly stagnated, a majestic figure stood with a sword, covered in blood but not reduced by half a point, the evil qi spread around the body, and the fierce majesty felt fierce when you looked at it!

Accidents occurred again and again, which made Xiao's expression extremely gloomy, and the murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Meng Jiao was also a little puzzled.

As soon as the two sides tore their faces, Canaan and Hongluan greeted Meng Jiao and Yun Lan, although the strength difference on the surface was similar, but Meng Jiao was in a state of weakness and powerlessness, and Yun Lan was subject to the demonic energy in his body, and he couldn't exert the corresponding combat power at all, and it should not be difficult to imagine what the result was!

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao didn't care too much about the existence of Meng Jiao and Yun Lan, although they are rare talents, but if they can't be used for their own use, they can only kill the killer to prevent future troubles!

The next development is really not as expected, although Canaan is injured and inconvenient to shoot, but Hongluan's strength is there, as soon as the battle starts, Meng Jiao and Yun Lan began to be exhausted, if it weren't for Canaan smiling on the side and wanting to torture the two, this one-sided battle may have ended in advance.

Between the staggered light and shadow, the movement of the battle was really noisy, and after a moment of distraction and observation, the owl turned his attention back to the frontal battlefield, while restraining the aftermath of the battle, while constantly consuming Shang Bodong's living space, wanting to take this opportunity to finish the battle!

Canaan's bitter hatred for Yun Lan is clear in his heart, it is rare to have an opportunity to completely cut off the past in front of Canaan, no wonder the other party is so persistent, as long as he takes this step, Canaan's strength can rise significantly, which is also a great thing for Xiao!

Anyway, Canaan and Hongluan can't help much on the frontal battlefield, and it is a good choice to bully the weak enemy, and suppress the enemy's morale through the process of fighting, maybe it can really play some unexpected role.

There is no big problem with the owl's thoughts, but the result is a little unexpected, the next second the sword light crosses, the breath of Canaan and Hongluan falls into the range of the owl's perception, and the state of serious injury and dying makes the owl quite puzzling, and completely dispelled the idea of supporting his cronies.

Those who follow me prosper and those who rebel against me die, the concept pursued by the demon clan has always been the respect of the strong, and it has been deeply rooted for thousands of years, even if the lessons of countless martyrs are in front of them, the latecomers still turn a blind eye, which is not without reason!

No matter what the background is, all those who are gifted and have excellent roots and bones will more or less develop a little arrogance in the process of growing up, and there are very few people who are willing to be subordinate, even if the demons' demagogic methods are extraordinary, but they are also helpless.

The people who can really be taken over by the demons are all people with dark hearts who are full of desires, and of course there are also people who have good cultivation strength, but compared with the powerful combat power of the demons, they can only be reduced to cannon fodder and puppets.

The position of the demon clan has doomed the strength of the opponent, although the role of cannon fodder and puppet is not bad, but the key to determining the outcome is its own strength, originally the owl thought that Canaan and Hongluan were barely manifiable, but now it seems, but it is nothing more than that!

With a wave of his hand, he pulled out a blood-colored spear burning with raging flames from the clouds, and a sneer rose at the corner of the owl's mouth, the self-righteous sword immortal had not been able to recognize his role clearly until now, and he was trying to grin at himself, really thinking that if he defeated a few unsightly puppets, he was qualified to fight against himself?

The spear pointed obliquely, and the scarlet blood flame swept out, shooting in the direction of Meng Jiao, and the air along the way was scorched and crackled, forming a distorted scene visible to the naked eye, and moving forward with the determination to burn everything!

In the face of such a shocking offensive, Meng Jiao had no way to retreat, the burning scarlet blood flame had completely sealed this space, there was no choice but to face it, just a face-to-face contact, Meng Jiao personally experienced how terrible it was to get serious!

Standing with the sword in both hands, Meng Jiao's spirit and spirit were all concentrated in this sword, the sharp sword light was dazzling, but it was not towards the surging scarlet blood flame, the sword blade turned, and slashed down, the target was actually the twelve ghosts who were trapped in the quagmire!

This change happened so quickly that even Xiao didn't expect that in the face of such a terrifying killing move, Meng Jiao's choice was to ignore life and death, and his reaction was naturally slow!

The scarlet blood flame fell on Meng Jiao's body without hindrance, and then spread rapidly, burning everything around him in a moment's effort, leaving only a mutilated sword in place, buzzing in the face of the raging flames, as if he was singing a sad song for the heroism of the master.