Zhang Xiaoqiang injected a divine soul power into the six-winged golden cicada.

As Zhang Xiaoqiang's external incarnation, the six-winged golden cicada was infused with the power of the divine soul by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and its lethality was even more powerful.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not dare to confront the king of the five poisons head-on, for the six-winged golden cicada, it was simply a piece of cake.

The six-winged golden cicada itself is also born as a witch, if you want to talk about poison, the king of the five poisons has to call the six-winged golden cicada a grandfather in front of the six-winged golden cicada.

"Six-winged golden cicada?"

Seeing the six-winged golden cicada, the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master was stunned.

Isn't this six-winged golden cicada the one that the Southern Witch Sect raised in Zhou Yani's body?

In the hands of this kid?

Just as the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master shook his head, the six-winged golden cicada had already swooped down on the King of the Five Poisons like lightning.

The six-winged golden cicada was the first to pounce on the black centipede.

When it eats the black centipede, it runs for the toad.

Then there are poisonous snakes, poisonous scorpions, and vegetable green geckos.

The king of the five poisons, there is no way to avoid it, and he was eaten clean by the six-winged golden cicada in the blink of an eye.

The six-winged golden cicada eats the king of the five poisons, as light as a Ming Jin martial arts master abusing and killing an early innate martial artist.

In front of the six-winged golden cicada, this king of the five poisons is too small and ridiculous.

Seeing that his five poison kings had all been eaten by the six-winged golden cicada, the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect had a gloomy face and was extremely angry in his heart.

This six-winged golden cicada should have been the poison king of the Southern Witch Sect, a poison king with a higher status than the king of the five poisons.

The six-winged golden cicada swished, and a gust of wind rushed towards the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master.

"Brute, look for death!"

The witch master of the Southern Witch Sect held the ghost flute tightly and danced in the void.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ghost flute drew five black ripples in the air.

On the black ripples of this martial arts, there are faint spell fluctuations.

The six-winged golden cicada collided with these five black ripples, as if it had hit a layer of tough glass wall, and was bounced back.

"Boom ......"

At this time, the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master exerted his strength again, and five black ripples rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang at the same time.

Facing these five black ripples, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out a sword.

The sword light instantly divided into five paths.

Five sword lights collided with five black ripples, and in an instant, five explosions burst out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately rushed towards the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master.

The witch master of the Southern Witch Sect once again raised the ghost flute to his mouth and played it.

The sound of the mournful and resentful flute, like the music floating from the hell of Shura, reverberated in the air.

The endless resentment condensed into a thick black evil qi and rushed out of the ghost raising flute.

The ghosts and souls within a radius of five kilometers were all drawn out by the sound of the flute of raising ghosts.

"Summon a hundred ghosts?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned.

This Southern Witch Sect's witch master's ghost control technique is indeed on the Tao.

However, in Zhang Xiaoqiang's view, this is still nothing remarkable.

The resentful ghosts and ghosts that were attracted rushed towards the black evil qi that the ghost raising flute rushed out.

Absorbing countless resentful ghosts and ghosts, the black evil aura skyrocketed by three times.

"Kill ......"

The witch master of the Southern Witch Sect burst into applause.

The strong black evil qi tore through the air and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Wu Xiaoman, show up ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang patted the Jiuli urn.

With a bang, Wu Xiaoman, a ghost general wearing black and silver armor, was more than three meters tall, stepped on the void, opened his big mouth, and frantically devoured the black evil qi.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was waiting for this moment.

The king of the five poisons raised by the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect with the ghost flute, Zhang Xiaoqiang killed him with a six-winged golden cicada.

And the nemesis of the black evil spirit is Wu Xiaoman.

Wu Xiaoman, as a ghost general, is still a ghost general who tends to be at the peak of his strength, so he naturally will not be afraid of the demonic aura controlled by the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect.

This kind of ghostly atmosphere, for Wu Xiaoman, is delicious, the more delicious, the better.

Watching Wu Xiaoman devour the demonic aura, the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master was completely stunned.

This is the demonic aura, the demonic aura that kills when touched, and it was devoured by this behemoth?

This behemoth, could it be a more powerful ghost?

The Southern Witch Sect Witch Master suddenly thought of an ancient legend.

"It's not good, the ghost will ......"

The witch master of the Southern Witch Sect was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang had a ghost general on him, and he would not have launched a ghost attack if he was killed.

The ghost attack is to extract all the ghost qi of the ghost king he raised in the ghost flute, and then absorb the ghost ghosts within a radius of five kilometers to strengthen the ghost spirit.

This killing move has consumed the ghost king's ghost energy, and it can be regarded as the most powerful ultimate killer weapon of the Southern Witch Sect.

But this ultimate killer weapon is a joke in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has a ghost general who specializes in devouring the spirit of ghosts, and he attacks Zhang Xiaoqiang with ghosts, which not only can't hurt Zhang Xiaoqiang, but loses ghosts in vain and strengthens ghost generals, which is simply making wedding clothes for others.

This is like a martial arts master, who uses a trick, but is used by the opponent to suck stars** and suck away all your skills, isn't this to vomit blood in anger?

"Boy, you're so sinister, too insidious......"

The Southern Witch Sect Witch Master couldn't help but curse, his face was hideous, and a trace of black ghostly aura appeared on his forehead.

"Hehe, the king is the king, the strength is the king, there is nothing insidious or insidious, if my skills are not as good as others, I can't beat you, I will also scold you for being insidious, will you spare my life?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged and sneered.

At this time, the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect is no longer the good boy who wears glasses and frames, has a white and handsome face, and looks like a scholar with a polite temperament.

"Boy, if you give me death, even if I lose my cultivation for ten years, I will kill you today......"

I saw that the eyes of the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master were dark, and two black ghosts burst out, like the gaze of a ghost.

Whew!

Two black glows, like black flames, burned the air and shot towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

The air around him became scorching, and the monstrous heat wave made Rika Ozawa watching the battle feel like she was living in an oven.

These are the two dark pupils condensed by the Southern Witch Sect's Witch Master's self-destructive cultivation for ten years.

The Dark Pupil Fire was more than ten times warmer than ordinary fire.

The Dark Pupil Fire can not only burn all things in heaven and earth, but also burn people's souls.

Rika Ozawa was far away from the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master, her body stiffened, and she felt that her soul was frozen, and she fell into a state of paralysis.

Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed and said: "I have lost ten years of skill, and this is the only ability? The Southern Witch Sect Witch Master is also this ability? The Southern Witch Sect will be erased from this world from today!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes opened, and two hot golden lights burst out from his two pupils.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's wheel-turning eyes are golden, but they are infinitely powerful, how can this orthodox Shennong secret technique be comparable to the kind of side door of the Southern Witch Sect?

"Snort, sneer......"

The golden light of the wheel eye destroyed the dark pupil fire shot out by the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master in an instant.