Chapter 97 The Battle of Evil 3

After the golden black was tightened by the ice mirror of the Southern Demon Ancestor, the ice mirror turned slightly dim, turned into a palm-sized mirror, and flew back backwards, like a comet, dragging a long golden tail, which was spectacular. A man in a black robe standing on the high platform of the Demon Cultivation Alliance suddenly stretched out his dry right hand and dragged the ice mirror steadily. The man in black snorted coldly, and Jinwu, who was struggling in the mirror, suddenly calmed down and waited to be refined by the ice mirror. The man in black raised his head, and it was the ancestor of the southern demon.

"Grandson, I will avenge you!" The ancestor of the Southern Demon gritted his teeth.

At this time, Zhang Fan, who was in the camp behind the Buddhist League, suddenly shivered, and a feeling of not wanting gradually permeated his heart. Zhang Fan immediately stopped meditating and walked uneasily.

"What's going on? This feeling is very bad. Zhang Fan only felt a sinking heart, and a force that seemed to be irreparable made Zhang Fan breathless and uncomfortable. But after Zhang Fan recited the "bright decision" silently, this uneasy feeling slowly weakened, but this feeling has always been pervasive and lingering in his heart.

Zhang Fan frowned, stretched out his right hand, and secretly transported the "mirror of chaos" in the "reverse yin and yang secret", and saw a simple gossip mirror shining in blue and red appeared in Zhang Fan's hand. Zhang Fan bit his index finger and dripped a drop of blood on the Mirror of Rebellion, which was slightly red and slowly penetrated into the Mirror of Rebellion.

Zhang Fan put his hands on the "mirror of rebellion" and saw that the "mirror of rebellion" suddenly burst into a burst of red light, reflecting the blood in the whole camp, which was extremely strange. After the red light, only a little cyan light kept flashing, but under the pressure of the red light, it appeared from time to time.

When Zhang Fan saw this scene, he couldn't help but change his face. This red represents blood light, which proves that I will have a bloody disaster. And cyan represents vitality. With so much red light, I'm afraid it's not optimistic this time. Zhang Fan sighed and understood the ominous feeling in his heart.

Although the cyan is weak, it does not have to die. As long as I am cautious, I should be able to protect myself alive. Zhang Fan thought about it and gently brushed his right hand. The mirror of the "Mirror of Rebellion" buzzed and trembled, and then the stool broke up and turned into a blue and red atmosphere, which was put into Zhang Fan's body.

Zhang Fan sighed and couldn't help but feel the wonderful and touching figure in his heart. With a pain in his heart, Zhang Fan shook his head and stopped thinking about it, but his heart was firm. I, Zhang Fan, can't die!" After saying that, he began to prepare.

In front of the Buddhist and Taoist Alliance.

An extremely gorgeous light flew to the camp of the Demon Cultivation Alliance. The next moment, it turned into a shocking explosion. And a spear wrapped in black light, scattered with a little blood, was inserted into the body of a dead Buddhist and Taoist alliance practitioners.

This situation is happening all the time. While one practitioners sacrificed a magic formula to hit an enemy, while the other enemy knocked down the practitioners. This is no different from the war of the army of mortals. If there is a difference, the battle between practitioners is more gorgeous and gorgeous.

And a demon monk in the air glanced at the form on the ground, suddenly his face darkened, and then three black balls appeared in his hands. The magician pinched the three black balls with a blank face, and then opened up and closed the fight with the other party. It seems that nothing happened just now.

And behind the Demon Cultivation Alliance, three sarcophagus tied by chains vibrated violently. The three young demon practitioners guarding next to him suddenly stood up straight, as if they had lost their soul, as if they were walking meat, very mechanical. But after a while, the chain was untied. Strangely, as soon as the chain landed, it immediately decayed and slowly turned into nothingness.

At this time, the sarcophagus suddenly burst, and the lid suddenly cracked, and three hands stretched out of the sarcophagus. And the three magicians who untied the chain suddenly fell straight down. Three figures came out of the sarcophagus.

"Sunshine, this is sunshine." A man in yellow came out of the sarcophagus. The man in yellow robe looked at the sunlight coming in through the cracks in the roof and couldn't help smiling. I haven't seen sunshine for many years. I thought I would never see it again.

"Congratulations, master." A sweet voice came from the man in yellow. But the man in yellow did not look back and said lightly, "Xiao Xuan, you also woke up."

"Yes, master." A young woman in a palace costume stood quietly behind the man in yellow robe.

"My rebellious son, did you wake up?"

"Master, young master..."

"Sure enough, he still left." A black gas permeated the man in yellow, like a fog, which made people unable to see clearly.

"The righteous old dog, I won't let you go." After saying that, with a wave of big sleeves, the tent suddenly split apart, and the little Xuan's palace woman also took a broken step and followed closely.

Along the way, when the demon practitioners saw the evil spirit released by the yellow-robed man, they panicked one after another and hurriedly flashed aside for fear of causing the evil spirit on the yellow-robed man.

"Death!" A Buddhist monk watched the yellow-robed man gradually walk into the camp of the Buddhist and Taoist alliance. He was anxious and put down the demon monk beside him and punched the yellow-robed man. But the man in yellow robe did not take action, but his eyes were slightly stared. The Buddhist monk's body swelled, and then he broke apart and burst.

A burst of blood rain fell into the air, but the man in yellow did not realize it, allowing blood and flesh to splash on his body. However, this gives people a sense of fear. The man in yellow did not pay attention to the fearful eyes beside him, but still walked on his own. However, when he did not see a good and evil practitioners fighting, the man in yellow robe waved his hand, and the righteous practitioners, like the previous Buddhist practitioners, were torn apart, leaving only stunned demon practitioners.

Zhengfeng Shangren, who was far away on the high platform, had long noticed the yellow-robed man, but the yellow-robed man only had the peak cultivation of Jindan, and Zhengfeng Shangren had no choice but to temporarily change the raid troops to encircle and suppress the yellow-robed man.

"Wow." Zhang Fan took a big breath. The smell of blood in the air made Zhang Fan's body roll. Even the "blood refining pool" under the small mysterious world did not give Zhang Fan such a feeling. Zhang Fan took a pill and then got used to it slightly.

Just now, Zhang Fan received an order to encircle a demon monk at the peak of Jindan. Zhang Fan comforted himself and came to the battlefield. Even when Zhang Fan, who had killed people, saw the bodies of practitioners who could be piled up into mountains, he couldn't help but feel a little cold.

At this moment, a moan came to Zhang Fan's ears. Zhang Fan looked for the voice. I saw a group of practitioners surrounded by a demon practitioners. However, among the demon practitioners's hands and feet, many people flew out backwards, and finally died and died.

The crowd is getting less and less. In the end, there is no one who can stand up in front of this person. Zhang Fan sacrificed the "spiritual vestment" and walked to the man. It's the man in yellow." Zhang Fan looked at the yellow robe that was almost dyed red by blood and immediately guessed who the man was.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and a "treasure bottle seal" was sacrificed, but the next moment, a sense of fear permeated Zhang Fan again. Although it was different from the first time, Zhang Fan knew that it was extremely dangerous at this moment.

Sure enough, the man in yellow robe looked at the "treasure bottle seal" and just brushed it slightly, and the "treasure bottle seal" disappeared without a trace. Even Zhang Fan still thought about the sense of fear, but it also shocked Zhang Fan at this moment.

As soon as the "Fumo Handprint" came out, Zhang Fan immediately left the place. The yellow-robed man turned a blind eye to the "Fumo Handprint" and just stared at Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan suddenly felt that the space was imprisoned, and he also fell into a sense of dullness.

After Zhang Fan's scalp was numb, holding Ling Zun's sword in both hands and splitting a "Danyue" at the man in yellow robe, he got rid of the confinement of this space. Zhang Fan was terrified and said secretly, "What is the peak strength of Jindan? Even if Yuanying's early cultivation comes, he will not be able to please him. Just as Zhang Fan wanted to retreat, he heard a shout behind him: "Brother, don't be afraid, I'll help you!" Then, a man in a white robe and a beautiful face held a small seal and flew forward to the man in the yellow robe.

The man in white robe threw the small seal in his hand, and the small seal became bigger in the wind and quickly turned into a white jade seal. Above the white jade seal, there is a lion carved, which is powerful and windy. The lion seemed to be alive. As soon as he stepped on his feet, the white jade seal pressed towards Mount Tai and pressed on the man in yellow.

Seeing that the man in white robe was powerful, the practitioners who were watching from a distance also took action one after another. Flying swords and magic weapons suddenly permeated the man in yellow robes.

But Zhang Fan had a hunch that the man in yellow robe did not die so easily. The next moment, Zhang Fan took out a small mirror with a palm, which was taken by Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan injected Buddha Yuanli into the mirror, and then took a picture of the man in yellow robe.

The man in yellow robe seemed to respond to Zhang Fan's ideas. He suddenly straightened his body, turned a blind eye to the flying sword and magic weapons all over the sky, stretched out his right fist, and punched the white jade seal. Then he suddenly showed his yellow robe, and a yellow light gushed out from the depths of the yellow robe, collecting all the flying swords and magic weapons. Then the man in yellow robe sneered, pulled off the yellow robe, and suddenly threw it forward. The flying sword and magic weapon that had just been taken away hit around like dense arrows.

"It's not good!" Zhang Fan shouted and quickly sacrificed the diamond shield and hid behind the shield.

Suddenly, a huge force hit the diamond shield. Zhang Fan's face turned red and spit out a mouthful of blood!

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In the midterm exam next Wednesday, God, Buddha and the Jade Emperor bless me to do well!