There are always some powerful and unexpected means on Longhu Mountain, and this "Heaven of Fire in Ten Directions" is one of them. But when ten people hold talismans, they immediately rolled out the flames, and the heat waves rushed out into the sky. The fat mice that rushed forward either threw themselves into the sea of ​​fire and suffered all the torture, or turned around and fled in a hurry.

This method has shifted and changed positions with the pace of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain brothers, and has begun to continuously form various complex and complicated formations, which hide the surroundings. People inside cannot escape, and people outside cannot enter.

This is the last hope that Zhao Chengfeng has created for us through his all efforts.

Even if we are about to be killed by these mutant mice raised and surrounded by Annan masters, if we can kill the Black Demon Sand, even if we all die, what's the point?

Black Demon Sand is a symbol of the northern Annan Dazhao. If he is killed, the northern defense line will definitely disappear and collapse. In the subsequent military attack, our soldiers only need to think about the normal level of problems and no longer have to worry about their inexplicable death.

The decisive battle is at this moment.

The first move was Xiao Dapao, which I had never thought of. Before that, he had been wandering around the periphery, silently, as if he was invisible. At the moment when the fire broke out, he suddenly inserted his broad sword to the ground and his brow suddenly raised.

As soon as he opened his angry eyebrows, there was a sudden storm and clouds. A rainbow light burst out from his head. Then he suddenly roared a strange word from his mouth: "Three Mao techniques, one Mao possessed!"

This voice is vicissitudes and majestic, not Xiao Dapao's cheerful tone.

On the side, I saw Xiao Dapao's face turning green and many tiny black lines spread upward from his neck, branches splitting, swimming like earthworms.

Before he knew it, Xiao Dapao had become another person.

Please help me!

I once heard Xiao Dapao talk about one thing, that is, the ancestor of the Xiao family in Jurong, there was an elder of Maoshan. Later, he returned home and spread out his branches and leaves, which was passed down from generation to generation, and Xiao Dapao. This "invitation for Mao" is a very strange type of Maoshan Taoism, which is to seduce the world, and guide the will and power of Maoshan ancestors into their bodies through secret techniques, and then achieve the responsibility of subduing demons and eliminating demons.

Whether Xiao Dapao invited was the founder of Maoshan, it remains to be discussed, but when his face became ferocious, a powerful force gushed out, and he took a step forward and faced the increasingly flamboyant Black Demon Sand.

The hands of the Black Demon Sand were already surrounded by a thick black smoke. Once it was waving, no one dared to fight him head-on. This old Annan master's cultivation is much higher than ours. Although he has been ties, he is quite a bit noble of "life is as lonely as snow". Seeing Xiao Dapao not blocking him, he rushed forward directly, and was so happy that he turned back and responded to him.

The two men's bodies looked like electricity, and they were about to hit each other and they ran into each other.

Seeing someone dared to face his palms, Black Demon Sand's face was so happy that it almost twisted. He laughed wildly: "Good boy, it's straightforward enough. Let you see why the iron nematode poison palm can shock southern Xinjiang!"

The Black Demon Sand hit out with one palm, and Xiao Dapao also hit out with one palm.

The two palms faced each other, and the black fog in the black magic sand palm instantly twisted, turning into hundreds of thin black lines, spreading towards Xiao Dapao's arm.

These thin lines are actually the mother body of the iron nematode condensed by the black magic sand. Once it penetrates into the human body, it will immediately reproduce wildly. Without long, thousands of insects will roll in the belly, and the human vitality will be immediately exhausted.

This is the biggest barrier that Black Demon Sand can roam southern Xinjiang, and it is because almost none of us dares to face him head-on since the fight.

We dare not, Xiao Dapao dares.

With a palm, Xiao Dapao's body suddenly sank a few points. The palm of the Black Demon Sand was both urgent and heavy. However, Xiao Dapao only transferred his strength to his feet, but the Black Demon Sand, whose cultivation is the greatest, retreated several steps backwards.

In the competition of strength, Xiao Dapao actually won?

However, victory was not without a price. At that moment, all the rainbow light on Xiao Dapao's body gathered on his arm. The rainbow light began to swallow the unsteady black fog. The two sides were entangled with different strengths, but Xiao Dapao became the battlefield among them. He couldn't stand the force and sat down and handed it over.

After taking a few steps back, the surprised expression on his face had not yet disappeared. Suddenly, a storm arose behind him and approached directly behind him.

At this moment, where is the storm possible?

He didn't have time to turn around when Xiao Dapao fought, but saw a young man with a cold face, dancing with a broken sword in his hand, and the sword was like rain, and suddenly came and flew. In awe, there was a way for everyone.

What a terrifying sword move, it is like a continuous net, surrounding it and not being able to break free.

The sword was continuous and surging like waves. Suddenly, it produced great power, like rain, banana leaves, as fierce as fire, and the face of the Black Magic Sand became quite serious, frowned, and his steps were chaotic. Suddenly, he waved his hands and three black shadows appeared out of thin air.

Two of these three black shadows were bald monks, one tall and one short, and we didn't recognize each other. However, the last one appeared, and everyone's faces became cold.

Flaming Rock Leopard, Zhang Jinfu.

The master of southern Yunnan who had once lying on the border actually appeared at this moment, and was obviously refined by the Black Demon Sand.

The so-called soul refining can be clearly understood from the literal meaning, which means repeatedly torture the dead and dig out their potential with pain. This process is extremely cruel and ten thousand times more uncomfortable than death, making people feel scared.

Our faces were sad, while the white beard and yellow-faced door god, who were old friends, were so excited that they couldn't help themselves. They raised their eyebrows and rushed up with a harsh shout.

However, they were stopped by the two monks who were like shadows. Both sides had a fight against each other. On the other side, the puppet Zhang Jinfu also stopped Wang Peng, who had become so fierce at some time.

Wang Peng's sword was fierce and elegant, but when faced with this illusory and terrifying soul refining, he was somewhat unable to support it.

Black Demon Sand looked at Xiao Dapao who was sitting on the ground and his light was condensed, with anger on his face.

This beard actually made him misstep and then fall?

What a humiliation!

It has been a long time since he felt this way. Such a person must die.

Black Demon Sand stared at Xiao Dapao, but at this time two people stood in front of him, one stick and one dagger.

Seeing these young people standing in front of him, Hei Mosha suddenly felt that he had become a little old. He felt quite moved in his heart and sighed: "This country is really great. In a short period of time, so many heroes will appear..."

This is a word of praise, and then the Black Magic Sand also changed his voice and said, "If you kill you, you will die less. I'm sorry, if you want to blame me, you can only blame yourself for being too outstanding!"

The black magic sand walked like the wind, and it suddenly came. When it rushed in front of us, I pushed his palms together. I saw that his face turned pale, and it was obvious that in a flash, he used the secret technique.

Sure enough, with both palms pushing flat, suddenly a violent hurricane emerged out of thin air and rushed towards us.

There were countless twisted faces in the wind, rushing towards me and Nuer. These faces were gritting their teeth, full of resentment and cruelty, as if they wanted to swallow the two of us into their stomachs and chew them alive.

This attack should represent the peak state of the Black Demon Sand's cultivation. It gave me the feeling that the sky was about to fall down in an instant.

To be honest, I can't stop it.

However, at this moment, Nuer next to me came out more and more. The charlatan in his hand tightly held the center, and then began to rotate rapidly. The shadow of the stick turned into a round mirror.

The shadow of the stick is connected like a shield, but the wind blows.

As the two intersected, Nuer's body suddenly shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, making an explosion out of thin air.

boom!

Then Nuer's body fell and flew away. I rushed up and caught him. I found that this force was not something I could stop. As a result, the two of them rolled around like rolling gourds.

Even though we were so embarrassed, the Black Demon Sand was even more surprised.

How come the trick I thought was a must-kill, but now it has become a soft little trick?

There must be something wrong there?

Black Demon Sand was a little lost for a moment, but the soul-refining black shadow he trained suddenly became very powerful, and changed, and his body suddenly grew stronger. Among them, a black shadow wrapped around the yellow door god suddenly came up, hugged the two swordsmen tightly, and dragged them back to Black Demon Sand.

With a palm of the black magic sand, the yellow-faced door god was killed.

Clean and decisive.

Then came Wang Peng. He fought hard for a long time and was weaker. He was still forcibly urging potential just now. After a long time, his legs were weak and he was dragged ahead.

Seeing that Wang Peng was going to be conspired according to law, I did not care about the seriously injured Nur, but instead pulled him forward and pointed at the black shadow with a sword.

I successfully stopped the black shadow, but was stared at by the Black Demon Sand, and kicked me. I felt like I was hit by an elephant, so I flew up and flew up in the air. When I looked up, Zhao Chengfeng, who was covered in blood, shouted at me: "I can't stop it anymore, what should I do?"
Chapter completed!