The black-clothed monk is a ghost monk, and in addition to cultivating demonic skills, he also learned the breeding method of demon beasts, so he is extremely proficient in raising and taming demon beasts, and these iron-armed demon locusts of his were obtained by him more than a hundred years ago. The black-clothed monk originally possessed a pair of fourth-rank high-level iron-clapped black bear demon beasts, these two demon beasts were raised by him from young beasts nearly a thousand years ago, and he had already fully recognized the lord at that time.

After hundreds of years of cultivation, the Iron Palm Black Bear has advanced to the fourth rank and the middle rank, and he doesn't want to encounter tens of thousands of first-rank and second-rank iron-armed demon locust demon beasts more than a hundred years ago. After a fierce battle, the blackfriars killed all the tens of thousands of iron-armed demon locusts by countless means, but in the fierce battle, the pair of iron-clapped black bears all died.

In addition to his grief, the blackfriar found tens of thousands of young eggs of the iron-armed locust in the iron-armed demon locust cave, which made the blackfriar's original sadness become ecstatic. Because after recognizing the young eggs of these demon beasts, once the young eggs of these iron-armed demon locusts are hatched, it is equivalent to having countless low-level monks.

The black-clothed monk did not hesitate to use a secret method to identify the young eggs of tens of thousands of iron-armed demon locusts, and after hatching, only more than 10,000 young eggs survived. Rao was like this, and the black-clothed monk was also pleasantly surprised, and for more than a hundred years after that, the black-clothed monk used the method of cultivating demon beasts to raise these iron-armed demon locusts.

Today, these iron-armed demon locusts have all advanced to the ranks of first-class and second-class demon beasts. When the beast enters the ranks of cultivation, it is renamed the demon beast, and the advancement of the demon beast is different from that of a human monk, if the previous generation of the demon beast reaches a certain level, its descendants can easily advance to this level. However, it is difficult to continue to break through to surpass the previous generation, after all, it is extremely difficult for demon beasts to cultivate under the premise of lacking spirit pills and other factors, but their ability to inherit the previous generation surpasses that of humans. Human cultivators are different, not only is it difficult for cultivators to improve their cultivation, but it is even more difficult to step into the Qi Gathering Period, and I don't know how many mortals are excluded from this level.

The violent tremor of the defensive shield around his body made the whitefriar's face change drastically, and without hesitation, he pinched several spells with both hands, and a cloud of lilac flames appeared above his hands.

The white-clothed monk slashed his right hand on his left wrist, and a stream of blood arrows erupted into the purple flames, which mottled and jumped and swelled as if adding fuel to the fire. The white-clothed monk chanted an incomprehensible incantation, and the purple flames stopped surging and suddenly emitted a terrifying spiritual power.

The whitefriar's mind moved, and the remaining ten layers of shields around his body opened a two-foot-square passage at the same time. The whitefriar's finger flicked at the purple flames, and the purple flames rushed out of the passage. The moment the passage was formed, countless demon beasts poured in, and they were burned to ashes in the moment they encountered the purple flames.

When the purple flames rushed out a few feet outside the several layers of defensive shields, the white-clothed monk muttered a spell, and the purple flames suddenly burst open, turning into countless tiny points of light like a goddess scattering flowers, and these points of light scattered out in all directions, carrying boundless power and rushing towards the Iron Arm Demon Locust.

A terrible roar came from the swarm of Iron Arm Demon Locusts, killing an Iron Arm Demon Locust wherever each point of light went, and the air was filled with a scorching smell that made people sick. When the countless points of light disappeared, hundreds of charred corpses of Iron Arm Demon Locusts appeared on the ground. And the white-clothed monk looked a little tired after casting this spell, as if it was a huge consumption of true yuan.

Seeing the corpses of the Iron Arm Demon Locusts scattered on the ground, the black-clothed monk not only did not have any physical pain, but his face showed a hint of joy, because he felt that the white-clothed monk had consumed a huge amount of true yuan after casting this purple flame spell just now. If all these demon beasts are killed, the opponent's true yuan will be exhausted, and at that time, he will easily kill them, and the life of a monk in the Great Maturity Stage and the treasures on his body, these more than 10,000 iron-armed demon locusts are nothing.

Seeing so many demon beasts, Feng Fan was secretly amazed. If these tens of thousands of iron-armed demon locusts fought with the nearly 10,000 demonic spirits in their own demon spirit flags made of phosphorus fire flying soul refinement, although the number and cultivation level of the demonic spirits were about the same as the iron-armed demon locusts, they must not be the opponents of this group of iron-armed demon locusts. Because although ghosts such as ghosts and ghosts have the same strength in battles with monks or monsters of the same level of cultivation, the true elements in the ghosts cannot maintain their attack and defense for a longer time than monks and monsters of the same level.

Seeing that the black-clothed monk had gained the upper hand, Feng Fan flipped his right hand without hesitation, and a low-level escape talisman suddenly appeared, Feng Fan ejected the talisman out, and then his figure disappeared.

The divine sense sensed the aura of Fengfan dozens of miles away, and the black-clothed monk snorted coldly: "Ground-level low-level escape talisman." For Feng Fan's escape, the black-clothed monk showed extreme contempt, withdrew his divine sense, and continued to control countless iron-armed demon locusts to attack the white-clothed monk frantically through the spirit beast banner in his hand.

Feng Fan, who was dozens of miles away, flipped his right hand, and the Five Elements Xuanmeng Banner suddenly appeared. Although the Blackfriar and the Whitefriar are of the same level, it is highly likely that only one of them will survive in the end, and the chances of both dying together are extremely low.

Facing a peak-level monk in the middle of Dacheng, Feng Fan had to flee dozens of miles away, and then quickly set up a primitive magic array of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array, only this array could trap a monk of this level.

The highest level of ghost cultivation is the initial level of the middle stage of Dacheng, facing the peak level opponent of the middle stage of Dacheng, and when it is a human monk, there is no chance of winning, as for the number of ghosts at the early stage of Dacheng and below, although there are many ghosts, but facing a monk of this level is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and the difference between the cultivation of one level and above cannot be measured by the number alone, unless this number reaches a terrifying level, just like those iron-armed demon locusts sacrificed by the black-clothed monk before.

Even if it is tens of thousands of demon beasts, they can only greatly consume the opponent's true yuan, but they cannot kill the opponent unless it reaches the number of 100,000 or even hundreds of thousands. Feng Fan was going to set up the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array Primordial Circle, and then trick the survivors of the black-clothed monks and white-clothed monks into the large array, thus killing all the other monks who had entered the Purple Rainbow Immortal Mansion except for himself.

Surrounded by multiple layers of enclosed defensive shields, the white-clothed monk's face was extremely ugly as he saw thousands of iron-armed demon locusts fearlessly attacking the defensive shields around his body.

Seeing that two more layers of shields were defeated by the Iron Arm Demon Locust, the white-clothed monk no longer hesitated, and with a flip of his right hand, six talismans suddenly appeared. With a flick of the white monk's right hand, the talisman shot out along the passage on the defensive shield that he had opened with his divine sense.

When the six talismans completely left the shield formed by the spirit runes around the white monk's body, the talismans disappeared in an instant. Six demon beasts of different shapes appeared outside the shield, namely the purple dragon, the golden-eyed tiger, the black black demon toad, the golden-winged flying eagle, the one-eyed silver-tailed eagle, and the blue-eyed green-eyed toad, and the cultivation level of the soul of these demon beasts was the third and fourth rank, which was equivalent to the human Huadan stage and the Yuan Infant stage monks. They were all extremely fierce, and in the face of thousands of Iron Arm Demon Locusts, these six demon beast souls rushed into the Iron Arm Demon Locust swarm without fear, and a tragic battle began in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed monk's face changed slightly, the beast soul talisman is an extremely precious talisman, but he didn't expect the opponent to use six at once, and two of them were spirit talismans!

Although the spirit rune is a ground-level rune, the beast soul spirit rune has the same attack and defense capabilities as a primordial infant monk. Back then, when Phantom Yue Zhenjun faced the four Demon Sect cultivators of the same level, he used a beast soul talisman made from the fourth-rank low-level pinnacle-level golden dragon soul refinement, which only lasted so long in the later fight.

Under the frantic attack of the six demon beast souls, the corpses of the Iron Arm Demon Locusts fell to the ground one after another, and the number of Iron Arm Demon Locusts in the air was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Despite this, none of the Iron Arm Demon Locusts retreated, and in addition to frantically attacking the six Demon Beast Souls, some of them continued to attack the defensive shield around the White Monk's body.

The white-clothed monk frowned, and his right hand swiped on the storage ring, and countless crystals of various grades appeared in front of him. The white-clothed monk quickly absorbed the true yuan from the crystal jade in front of him, and in a very short period of time, all the true yuan in the crystal jade was absorbed.

Ignoring the scrapped crystals and letting them fall to the ground, the white-clothed monk's hands changed and the purple flame attack was similar to before. After the flames formed, the white-clothed monk whispered, "Go." The purple fire shot out in an instant, and as the purple fire burst, hundreds of demon beasts were killed.

The Whitefriar then cast several attacks in quick succession, each time killing hundreds of Iron Arm Locusts, but the Whitefriar only performed a few times before stopping. Because each time this kind of spell is cast, it costs so much that it costs so much that it has to stop and sacrifice various grades of jade from the storage ring to replenish the lost true element.

Looking at the gradually decreasing defensive shield and the only two fourth-class demon beast souls that were left outside that were transformed into beast soul spirit runes, the white-clothed monk's face was extremely ugly. The blackfriar on the other side had a playful look on his face at this time, and looked at the whitefriar as if he was looking at a prey that was about to be hunted.

Although the Iron Arm Demon Locust suffered countless casualties, there were still thousands left, and these demon beasts seemed to be red-eyed, and they had no intention of stopping, and without giving the white-clothed monk any respite, they attacked the only remaining three layers of defensive shields outside their bodies.

"When your three-layer tortoise shell is broken, it will be your time of death!" Seeing that the last two fourth-rank demon beast souls transformed from spirit runes finally disappeared without a trace under the attacks of countless iron-armed demon locusts, the black-clothed monk's divine sense swept over the defensive shield around the white-clothed monk's body, and said with a smug expression on his face.

Solemnly declare: If there are extra flowers, please smash them on my head!