Dragon and Tiger Taoist

On the Shaoyang County battlefield, the war has ended, but the pungent smell of blood has never dissipated.

Corpses were strewn all over the ground, and the cleared corpses piled up into mountains. There were monsters and humans. Although Wu Sheng took action and completely changed the situation of the war, this battlefield was too vast. In order to quell this war, human immortal cultivators still sacrificed their lives. It cost a lot of money.

But at this moment, as they were cleaning up these corpses, all the immortal cultivators had smiles on their faces, because these monster corpses themselves were a fortune.

In the sky, clouds and rain are flowing, and red clouds are circulating the medium-grade method of dispelling disasters, constantly eliminating the misfortune of this battlefield, but the effect is not obvious, because there are really too many dead creatures here.

On the clouds, Black Mountain is half-lying on a tiger's body, opening its mouth from time to time to swallow the remnant souls traveling on this battlefield. There is an invisible hell in its belly.

Possessing the medium-grade Dao type Prison Suppression, within the scope of its power, Heishan can transform all the remaining souls into ghosts, and then suppress them into the underworld and turn them into his own power. However, Heishan is actually unable to deal with such ghosts. It doesn't like it, because its potential is limited and the increase it can bring is quite limited. It prefers the kind of naturally born ghosts.

The reason why it is doing this now is just to obey Zhang Chunyi's order to prevent the breeding of any sinister ghosts on this battlefield.

But at a certain moment, it suddenly sensed something.

His closed eyes opened, and an invisible power naturally filled the air. Heishan stood upright.

"What's trying to compete with me for food?"

A thought came to mind, the top-grade Dharma Seed, Zhao Gui, was operating, and the world turned into a gray mist. Two divine lights bloomed in the tiger's eyes, illuminating the gray fog, and Heishan wanted to see everything clearly.

"A cold ghost with three thousand years of cultivation?"

With his magical eyes like a torch, he could see through all kinds of cover-ups. Heishan captured traces of a ghost. After three years of heavy snowfall, many people froze to death. It is precisely because of this that many cold ghosts have appeared in Dali in recent years. Among them There are also some established ones, and it seems normal for one to appear here. After all, the wandering souls here are also very good food for ghosts. You must know that there are many immortal cultivators among them.

"It's really a tiger's mouth."

Thinking of a short story he had read before, Heishan opened his mouth.

Buzz, the invisible shackles fell, and the terrifying suction force burst out. There was no resistance, just like sucking noodles. The cold ghost locked by Heishan was directly swallowed by Heishan.

Burp, a full burp, and it felt cold in the stomach. Montenegro felt quite comfortable, but it still had some doubts in its heart.

Scanning his eyes, Heishan wanted to see more clearly, but after checking back and forth several times, he found nothing except a few insignificant imps.

It was at this time that the sky shone red, and a powerful aura came from a very far away place, attracting Montenegro's attention.

"This is···"

Sensing something strange, his mind was shaken, he finished recovering from his injuries, his whole body was enveloped in flames, and Zhang Chunyi's figure appeared in the sky.

I saw a wave of red fire sweeping in from a very far away place, saturating the entire sky, exuding unbearable scorching heat.

"Which direction is the left path of Queyi? Hongyun."

Thinking of something, Zhang Chun let out a shout.

Hearing this, Hongyun instantly appeared next to Zhang Chunyi.

Entering the demonized state, using the power of thunder eyes, thunder light appeared and died in his eyes. Zhang Chunyi tried his best to look far away. At this moment, his eyes reflected a red color, which was the falling sky fire.

"Suzaku Flame Flag, is this Emperor Li's move?"

Seeing this familiar scene, Zhang Chunyi understood clearly.

And just when everyone's attention was attracted by the vision coming from Queyi Zuodao, deep underground in Shaoyang County, red mist filled the air, with black waves surging beneath it, and it was full of deep... despair.

"That tiger monster..."

The feeling of light on their backs disappeared, and the two ghost girls, one black and one white, breathed a sigh of relief. They both had six thousand years of cultivation, but when the tiger demon's eyes fell, they seemed to meet each other. Like his own natural enemy, he has an almost instinctive fear.

"Fortunately, I have the magical power left behind by the original poster."

Looking at the fog of mortal world that filled the surroundings, the two ghost girls felt a sense of comfort. The owner of the Red Mansion once told them that those who could not see through the mortal world could not see through this layer of fog. Now that they thought about it, it was indeed the case.

Roar, a low roar sounded, a black tide surged, and extreme greed poured out of it.

Feeling this aura, the expressions of the two ghost girls suddenly changed.

"Eat, eat, eat, just eat. Do you know that you almost got us into big trouble just now?"

The anger in his heart burned, and he let out a scream, and the two ghost girls swung their whips at the same time.

The whip fell, and the surging black tide calmed down in an instant. However, before the two ghost girls could breathe a sigh of relief, a sharp cry sounded. There was a sea of ​​three-color fire under the black tide, trying to burn everything, and a thread was cut off. The bound ghosts are also vaguely visible. They have three heads, two human heads and one bird head, with fire burning in their eyes.

Sensing this aura, they were horrified in their hearts. The two ghost girls quickly retreated without thinking. At this moment, invisible threads fell down, suppressing the sea of ​​fire that was about to manifest.

Seeing such a scene, the two ghost girls breathed a sigh of relief, but they did not dare to provoke the big ghost under the black tide. The strength of this big ghost has been growing over the years, and this time it absorbed the power of the big ghost on the battlefield. With the free energy of despair, the strength of this big ghost has been greatly improved.

"We must let the Bai family speed up."

Looking at each other, the two ghost girls thought that this big ghost was getting harder and harder to suppress. If it hadn't been for the magical power left by the ghost mother, they would have been torn into pieces by it and swallowed as food.

Thinking like this, using their magical powers, the two ghost girls further covered up the abnormality here. This was their duty.

At this moment, in the distant Bird Wings, a terrifying war has broken out.

With his feet in the void, with gorgeous wings behind his back, golden flames burning in his eyes, wearing a crown on his head, holding a Suzaku flag, pointing to the sky, shattering the stars in the sky, Li Huang Zhao Wuji brought fire from the sky to the world, wanting to cleanse the world, sweep away Clear demon atmosphere.

However, the real effect is not ideal. Wearing the remains of the Cicada King, the Little Cicada King flaps the six wings behind his back, setting off a rolling dark blue cold current, opposing the sky fire.

Although it couldn't really eliminate the sky fire, it still protected the demon army behind it.

Seeing such a scene, his face was full of indifference, and Li Huang let out a cold snort.

His Yin Shen Nine Refinements have been unified, and he has entered the realm of pure Yin. Coupled with the blessing of the middle-grade Taoist tool, the Suzaku Flame Flag, he has truly stood at the apex of the real person realm, but he is not truly invincible.

After all, the little Cicada King in front of him is of the Cicada King's bloodline, and has the body of the Cicada King. Although he is still not as good as him, he is not without the power to resist. It is precisely because of this that he will show up in his true form this time. They were dispatched in order to completely kill the little cicada king and other big monsters.

"die!"

Golden flames rose, turning the flag into a gun. Li Huang shot it down, and in an instant, a terrifying divine light bloomed.

Seeing such a scene, the Little Cicada King was not afraid at all and went directly to meet him. It also wanted to see how powerful Li Huang was, who was in charge of the Taoist weapon.

Although its Cicada King's legacy is not as good as the Vermillion Bird Flame Light Weapon, Lihuang is only a Yin Shen Zhenren after all, and the power that the Vermilion Bird Flame Light Flag can exert in his hands is limited.