Urban Witcher

But there is a trace of prey and evil in this mighty power.

"So the evil god looks like this..." Ye Xiaomeng's voice rang in his ears.

Ye Shaoyang shook his head, and said: "This is just the appearance he wishes for himself. The evil god was born in the invisible, and has no appearance at all."

Facing the approach of the evil god, Ye Shaoyang drew out the Seven Star Longquan Sword without hesitation, took a step forward, and pointed the sword at the opponent.

The ancient evil gods, against the Taoist celestial masters, the battle is imminent, but neither side is sure about the outcome of the battle.

Ye Shaoyang gave up any temptation and the use of ordinary spells, and directly used the Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword to meet him.

Facing the attack, the evil god raised his right hand and danced lightly with his long sleeves. A strong evil spirit was generated, and the Longquan sword was bounced away from a long distance.

Ye Shaoyang was startled, before reorganizing the attack, Wang Yu rushed towards the evil god first, the flying tiger claws in his hand fluctuated back and forth in the air, constantly forming a powerful dao pattern aura, and was cut into triangles one after another by the flying tiger claws, facing the evil god call over.

"Small tricks." The evil spirit burst out between the fingers of the evil god, shattering all the dao patterns, but one arm suddenly swelled up, and grabbed Wang Yu.

Sibao and Rui Lengyu seized the opportunity to attack his other side.

As a result, the evil god didn't even look at it, and just slapped it casually with the other hand, forming an evil barrier to block the attack of the two, and the other hand came to Wang Yu, and the huge sleeve came down towards him to cover his hood.

A ghostly cry came from his black sleeve.

Suddenly, a pair of sharp ghost hands protruded from it, shook off the flying tiger's claws, and went straight for Wang Yu's face.

"careful!"

Ye Shaoyang pulled out the hooking rope and struck in the air, those ghost hands immediately grabbed the hooking rope with a backhand, and a ghost force spread upwards.

The elusive rope vibrated violently and almost fell out of his hand.

Ye Shaoyang was surprised, quickly formed a seal with his left hand, and tapped on the soul hook, arousing the spiritual power of the soul hook, and pulled the ghost hand out from the black sleeve, but it turned out to be a ghost, covered with a layer of red ghostly.

Ghost level!

Ye Shaoyang couldn't stop thinking, the evil god is so strong that he actually enslaves ghosts of the level of ghosts!

"Woooo..." The ghost was unwilling to be restrained and tried to struggle.

Ye Shaoyang took a closer look and was even more surprised. This ghost actually had Jiang Jianhua's face.

After being stunned, he fully understood: this is the real Jiang Jianhua!

The evil god killed Jiang Jianhua, and controlled his dead soul to serve as his ghost servant.

Ye Shaoyang made another effort, hoping to snatch Jiang Jianhua's ghost back.

"You, you can't." The evil god said softly, the long sleeves suddenly spun up, forming a twisting force, dragging the ghost's feet and pulling them back.

Ye Shaoyang jumped up suddenly, riding the Longquan Sword in his hand like a flash of white light, cut the sleeve in half from the middle, and then pulled the hooking rope, pulling Jiang Jianhua's ghost to his side, at this moment, a huge palm came from the broken sleeve Stretched out from the center, with all his strength, he grabbed the ghost.

But maybe because he was tired of the trick of fighting for each other, the giant hand did not pull the ghost back, but squeezed it lightly. Jiang Jianhua let out a miserable cry, and then his soul flew away and turned into a spirit...

The evil god smiled slightly, and waved the sleeve that was cut off by Ye Shaoyang. A large amount of black air suddenly released from the sleeve, spreading outward, forming a huge black cloud, covering Ye Shaoyang and his party in the middle.

In the vast darkness, Ye Shaoyang only saw a huge figure walking towards the opposite side, with a stalwart body and a faint brilliance like divine light.

"In the age of the end of the Dharma, evil gods should stand, ghosts and demons are in the same body, and they follow suit!"

The evil god recited the sentence in a majestic voice, waving his arms continuously, carrying a huge power of evil spirits, rushing towards Ye Shaoyang and others layer by layer.

"Let's go together!" Ye Shaoyang shouted, the sword cut a gap in the terrifying force, rushed over, and the sword greeted him. Over there, Rui Lengyu and Four Treasures also broke through the barrier, and rushed forward with their magic weapons. Wang Yu and Guagua were not idle either, and attacked from another direction.

At this time, there was no tactics at all, only everyone went up together, using their own unique moves, head-to-head.

Only Yue Heng kept watching the battle with cold eyes and remained motionless.

Facing the siege of several magic masters, the evil god unceremoniously waved his hands to fight back, while sneering, his movements were easy to handle.

The few people here became more and more shocked: so many experts on my side fought together, but in the end they couldn't even touch the side of the evil god. The strength of the evil god is unbelievable.

"Ye Shaoyang, now, have you seen my strength?" The evil god sneered while fighting back.

Ye Shaoyang didn't answer, he waved the Longquan sword and continued the main attack.

The scene looked like the evil god was calmly coping with it. In fact, he had long wanted to deal with the group of people who besieged him one by one. However, Ye Shaoyang was the main attacker, and he was able to withstand 60% of the intensity of the attack with ease. Any space to attack the rest.

In the heart of the evil god, he was also filled with emotion, so under the control of some angry emotions, his robe suddenly moved against the wind, as if a gust of wind had penetrated into it, and it seemed that countless hands were flapping inside, trying to tear the clothes out.

All of a sudden, ghosts and wolves howled endlessly.

"Do you think you can win if you have more people?" The evil god said indifferently, and suddenly grabbed the hem of the clothes and tore them apart forcefully.

"ah……"

Ye Shaoyang and the others stared blankly at the extremely shocking scene in front of them: No one thought that there were so many ghosts and souls hidden under the evil god's robe!

After the gowns were torn open, they lost their restraints, and with their own resentment, they rushed towards the surrounding people crazily.

"I will deal with these ghosts, you continue to besiege him!"

After Ye Shaoyang finished speaking, he took a step back, took out the Tianfeng Leihuo flag from his backpack, and threw it out in the air.

"One thought of divine power, the sky thunder rolls, the gale suddenly rises, and the fire and rain circle around, rushing like a law!"

The meteor fire rain fell one after another, killing countless ghosts with weaker cultivation bases on the spot, but those ghosts with stronger cultivation bases broke through the attack of the fire and flew away.

They are low in cultivation, but they are numerous, and they are all individuals. Once they are separated, it will be very troublesome to take them in one by one.

So Ye Shaoyang sacrificed another magic weapon: Pixiu Seal, and said in his mouth: "Mingming Pixiu Seal, one town of Tianwen Road, two towns of Diwenmen, three towns of people with roads, and four towns of ghosts without doors. Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law!"

The seal of Pixiu instantly became larger, like a mountain, suppressing downward.

(Facial allergies took ketotifen and fell asleep until more than 10 o'clock in one breath. I rushed out anyway. Today's update. Thank you for waiting, let's watch it together with tomorrow's three chapters.)——