The Maoshan Grandmaster sprinkled beans into soldiers with one move, and the golden soldiers rushed towards the black flame dragon. At first, it looked like a moth to the flame, but there were countless golden soldiers, which made the black flames weaken continuously.

Xiang Wei's pressure was lighter, and he swung the ghost flag in his hand, and another ghost messenger summoned him out. He used the ghost messenger to open the way, broke through the execution whip, and kept approaching the man in black robe.

The black flame in the black robe's hand was undecided, and it seemed that it had reached its limit. He suddenly stopped. In this way, Xiang Wei had no obstacles and the execution whip was almost hit on him.

At the critical moment, a black talisman in the black robe's hand was pressed against his forehead, and his whole body suddenly burned with black flames.

The execution and whipping on the man in black robe did not have any impact at all. The black flames became stronger and stronger, and the man in black robe seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

The ghost messengers rushed up, but were destroyed in the black flames. Xiang Wei stood in front of the man in black and waved the execution whip at close range. Each whip was hit with infinite power.

The flames on the man in the black robe swayed, but that was all. On the contrary, Xiang Wei was very tired after making moves one after another. He did untire his power, but his divine power was not much, and he passed quickly, so he naturally exhausted quickly.

"Senior, why don't you help me quickly!" Xiang Wei shouted.

The Maoshan Grandmaster was surprised by the black-robed man's methods, so he did not attack immediately. He controlled the beans to become soldiers and started to act, but the golden soldiers could no longer play their role. Just like the ghost messengers, they would be wiped out when they touched the black flames.

The black-robed man was more than ten meters tall, and there was a figure of a demon in the black flames, with wings and a ferocious face!

"Evil cultivator, great evil cultivator!" Master Maoshan was not calm. As a knowledgeable person, he had encountered many evil cultivators, but the man in the black robe in front of him was definitely the strongest.

The black-robed man's methods are actually similar to some of the righteous ways, except that the righteous ways are to let the gods possess, while the black-robed man's methods are to let the demons possess them.

"This is...mocking Yan!" Xiang Wei exclaimed.

Xuan Yan is the ancient ghost king, and he is the best among the ghost kings. He once controlled tens of thousands of ghosts and monsters, but the underworld dared not provoke them casually.

"What an evil cultivator. Today I will kill you, so I can eliminate harm to the world!" The Maoshan Grandmaster was energetic. Although he didn't know how many bad things the man in black robe had done, he could tell from his methods that he was definitely a first-class evil cultivator. Killing him would definitely get a lot of merit, which is of great benefit to both the individual and the Maoshan School!

The Maoshan Grandmaster rushed up, touched the bronze sword in his right hand, and attached his palm to the sword body with his left hand. The sword danced, and the blood-red lightning seemed to be swimming on the sword. This is the Maoshan Sect's blood-thunder sword technique, which specializes in treating all kinds of evil spirits.

The man in black robe who was possessed by Xuanyan opened his huge mouth, and the black flames in his mouth shot like an arrow piercing the heart. With a wave of the sword of the Maoshan Grandmaster, he used all his strength to flash the dazzling blood thunder, blocking the black flame piercing the heart piercing arrow, but the huge force still made the Maoshan Grandmaster retreat several steps, and the tiger's mouth was shaking with a little pain.

"So amazing..." Grandmaster Maoshan finally became solemn, but no matter how much he attached it, the gap in strength could not be changed.

Xiang Wei began to retreat and was ready to escape at any time.

The battle was going on fiercely, and the mocking flame was like a modern version of Godzilla. It opened its mouth and saw a sharp black flame arrow. It shook its wings and rolled up a black flame tornado, destroying the world unstoppable.

In front of such a monster, any mortal is fragile.

Chen Sirong, hiding in the corridor, kept pulling Fu Xiaofan. She was very scared and just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

But Fu Xiaofan didn't plan to leave, and kept touching the back of her hands and head to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, I'm going to do it. If this monster goes wild, there will be many innocent people involved, and I must stop it."

Chen Sirong lit her little head. She might not understand it, but her intuition told herself that it must be safe to stay by Fu Xiaofan. How could she selfishly stop Fu Xiaofan to save innocent people?

Burying Yan will go wild, this is not something Fu Xiaofan said casually. This kind of magic similar to possession of a god is not like Su Mo using Yin and Yang to summon the incarnation of a god, but this is a real possession of a god! Your body is dominated by a god, so how can you have any control?

The righteous god is a little better. Not only will he communicate with the host, but his goal is to defeat evil. But a vicious ghost king like Mo Yan will not only act arbitrarily and casually, but it is also easy to go wild and kill innocent people.

There is time for the possession of the gods, usually one stick of incense. I hope that the Maoshan Grandmaster can delay it until that time, and Fu Xiaofan will appear because he really doesn't want to face Xuanyan.

The Maoshan Grandmaster knew the time limit for one stick of incense, and he wanted to hold on, but his opponent was too powerful. No matter how powerful the blood thunder sword technique was, he could only defend himself passively.

"I have to use Yin and Yang to summon the divine talisman!" Master Maoshan did not hesitate to use the treasured divine talisman. This was his second time using Yin and Yang to summon the divine talisman to deal with the evil cultivator in front of him, which he thought was worth it.

The golden light of the divine talisman shone, turning into a giant as tall as the mocking flame. You can vaguely see the bird's face and the dragon's body, with a pair of flying wings on the back, and holding a pair of nail hammers in both hands.

Such an obvious image is the Thunder God in the mythology and legend. Because it is an incarnation, its body is blurred and is in the golden light. And the possession of the mockery flame cast by the man in the black robe is the real ghost king. However, because it is limited to the body of the man in the black robe, its strength will also be affected. However, compared with the clone, the gods after possession are naturally more powerful.

"Thunder God..." Qiang Yan was obviously stunned for a moment. If it was a real Thunder God, of course it was afraid of it. Just after a closer look, the thunder God in front of him was weak, and it was clearly just a clone that was useless. How could he fight with it?

"Die!" Xuanyan roared, and the black flames swept across, trying to swallow the Thunder God.

The thunderbolt wings flew into the air, and the nail hammer in his hand hit, and waves of golden lightning came down.

Xuan Yan spitted out a sharp black flame arrow, breaking away all the golden thunder and lightning. The Maoshan master on the ground attacked at the same time, and the Blood Thunder sword technique became even more fierce. The Taoist talismans on his body were constantly used, not asking to hurt Xuan Yan, but just hoped to delay for a moment.

"Roar!" Xuanyan was angry and roared wildly. The black flame suddenly burned the entire roof. Fu Xiaofan and Chen Sirong both felt the frozen point near the freezing point. That's right, the black flame was not hot, but cold, swallowing everything with cold!

Chen Sirong's face was pale because of coldness. Fu Xiaofan held her in his arms and used his own temperature to help her resist the cold.

"The result was still a rampage." Fu Xiaofan murmured helplessly.
Chapter completed!