Chapter 9: Black Ghosts

Immortals, this is the real immortals, Chen Pan's heart is like a deer. Although he had seen his younger brother Chen Jun's master cast a spell, he flew away with Chen Jun, and the impact on people was not as good as that of this strange man. This strange man is obviously an evil demon, how can he compare to the one in front of him.

A black robe fluttered out of the dust, indifferently like the autumn wind and morning dew, when he raised his hand, the divine thunder went straight down, the ghost disappeared, Chen Pan's eyes were full of golden flowers, and he almost jumped up and called the idol.

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, the strange man suddenly lost his voice, looked up, didn't know what he was thinking, and said half-loudly: "Dare to ask Your Excellency where you came from... As soon as the words fell, he suddenly smashed the black cloth banner in his hand at the middle-aged man, turned around and ran without the slightest hesitation.

Although no one controlled it, the black cloth banner still exuded a terrifying aura, and countless ghosts pounced on it viciously. The middle-aged man was still about to answer the strange man's question, and when he saw this, he didn't know that the other party wanted to escape. Unhurriedly raised his hand and pointed at it, and a thunderbolt struck the black cloth banner, and the black cloth banner immediately let out a ghost crying wolf howl, but not only did it not stop, but the momentum was even more terrifying.

"Immortal weapon!" The middle-aged man frowned: "I didn't expect that your little demon could still have such a treasure, and I don't know where I stole it, but you want to run away with this, you are too naïve." "Just now, the strange man also said that the disciples of Tanggu were naïve and didn't want feng shui to take turns, and this was sent to him by this person.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he raised his hand and offered a jade seal, the size of a palm. Although the jade seal is small and imposing, it is not weak at all, and the black cloth banner is entwined with a trace of thunder and lightning and smashes it towards the black cloth banner. The black cloth banner did not back down, and rushed over in the billowing black mist. The two treasures were entangled together, rolling thunder, and the air was raging.

The jade seal entangled the black cloth flag, and the middle-aged man chased after the strange man directly. The strange man is as powerful as a celestial to Chen Pan, but he is weaker than this middle-aged man, and he is caught up in a few breaths.

The middle-aged man was unceremoniously, and directly slapped a palm mixed with thunder and lightning on the top of the strange man's head, if this time the shot was real, the strange man's head would be directly brain dead if it didn't bloom.

When the strange man saw the danger, he immediately raised his hand and threw out an oil-paper umbrella, which carried a cold evil aura on it. The middle-aged man slapped his palm on the oil-paper umbrella, but was actually blocked and took a few steps back.

"Top immortal weapon, good guy, it seems that you have an extraordinary background as a demon!" The middle-aged man was surprised.

The strange man saved his life, and instead of running away, he turned and ran back, and then raised his hand to summon the black cloth banner back, and offered the oil-paper umbrella to wrap around the jade seal.

"But kill some ants, you deceive me so much, don't think I'm afraid of you, let you see the power of thousands of souls and thousands of ghosts. This weirdo probably felt that his speed was completely inferior to that of the other party, and it was completely impossible to escape, so he simply fought hard, maybe there was still a chance of life.

When the middle-aged man heard what the strange man said, he immediately became furious: "I only thought you were an ordinary demon, but I didn't expect that you were still refining such harmful things, and no one could save you today." "I think he knew that the method of refining this black cloth banner required a large number of souls.

The strange man laughed strangely: "It's not clear who lives and who dies, don't fan your tongue so early." Come out for me, ghost!" With a loud shout, a huge black shadow flew out of the black cloth banner and then hung in the air. Chen Pan took a closer look, it was a giant-like ghost, different from the previous ghosts, this giant ghost was actually covered in black armor, and he was carrying a spear in his hand, which was terrifying, giving people the feeling that he was even stronger than the middle-aged man.

"This banner actually condenses ghosts, you beast has actually killed 100,000 living beings, and today the old man will let you eat the consequences. Yuqing Immortal Thunder Formation, open!" Although this ghost spirit was powerful, the middle-aged man was not afraid at all, and raised his hand Nine small purple flags fell from the sky and planted them on the ground, surrounding the ghost spirit.

"Yuqing Immortal Thunder, Skynet!" The middle-aged man hurriedly knotted the magic seal in his hands, and the nine small purple flags suddenly released a large number of blue thunderbolts and rushed up into the sky, like a wall built by a power grid to surround the ghosts.

"Yuqing Immortal Thunder, Punish Evil!" As soon as the middle-aged man drank, a large amount of divine thunder was released from the thunder and lightning wall and rolled towards the ghost, which looked very terrifying, but the ghost was motionless as if it had no feeling, and let the thunder and lightning split on the body, without half a point of damage.

"This... The middle-aged man was surprised at what he saw.

The strange man laughed: "Do you think this is an ordinary ghost? My most primitive ghost spirit is the elite of the barbarian tribe who died on the battlefield with 10,000 people, and then devoured more than 90,000 living beings to become like this. This is a real battle soul ghost, how can you Yuqing Divine Thunder withstand him. If you hadn't been bent on taking my life, how would I have harmed my vitality to recruit him? Ghost, kill him for me. ”

The ghost spirit received the order, swept the black spear in his hand, and the formation composed of nine purple flags was instantly broken, and then directly speared, stabbing at the middle-aged man with boundless evil aura.

"Divine Thunder Heavenly Shield!Yuqing Immortal Thunder, Heavenly Punishment!" The middle-aged man immediately sacrificed a purple square shield and blocked it towards the spear, and with a wave of his right hand, a thunderbolt nearly half a meter thick slashed down from the sky. The purple shield took the spear, and the huge lightning also hit the ghost directly.

The power of thunder and lightning was terrifying, and the huge body of the ghost also trembled slightly. However, it only trembled a few times, and the ghost spirit immediately picked up the purple shield with a shot, took a step ahead, and the spear drew a half-moon arc and slashed at the middle-aged man. Rao is middle-aged man reacted quickly, retreated quickly, and was also cut off a large handful of hair by the evil aura of the tip of the gun.

"Haha, kill me! Although it will cause me a lot of damage, as long as I turn you into a blood pill, this damage is nothing!"

Chen Pan looked extremely anxious below, he didn't expect this black cloth banner to be so powerful, and the middle-aged man looked precarious. If the middle-aged man loses, he will no longer have any hope of escaping. It's just that he is firmly tied by this rope, and his whole body is weak and weak, so he can't help at all.

The ghost's blow didn't hit the middle-aged man, and immediately stabbed him with another shot, and the middle-aged man hurriedly dodged, unable to fight back at all. One attack, one flash, and hundreds of moves have passed in a while.

The middle-aged man was finally beaten out of anger, and suddenly withdrew from the distance, then took out a piece of topaz, spit out a mouthful of blood on it, chanted words in his mouth, and then shouted: "Shangqing Immortal Thunder, Zixiao!"

A huge purple thunderbolt spiraled down from nine heavens away like a dragon out of the sea, directly slashing at the black ghost spirit that was striding after it. This thunderbolt obviously used the natal essence of a middle-aged man, and the power was terrifying. The ghost let out a long, mournful howl, which faded gradually, and then swooped back into the black flag.