Supreme Alchemy

The bright sunshine pierced the darkness.

Pour it again in Jiyang City.

However, these sunshine did not bring warmth to people.

Millions of spectators.

At this moment, everything felt cold in my heart.

High in the sky, the Yin and Yang ghosts will disappear.

Only the Demon Spirit Master and a soul-forbidden gourd exist.

This is for everyone.

It's all sad news that is hard to accept.

"Ghost General? Gone?"

The ancestor of Northern Wu could no longer remain calm.

At this time, I stared blankly at the sky, feeling that my hands and feet were cold.

No one knows the importance of Yin Yang Ghost General better than her.

With these two yin and yang ghost generals, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult is the supreme genius.

But without these two Yin and Yang ghost generals.

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult is just an ordinary genius.

Although it is stronger than ordinary people.

But hope for the future was lost.

It’s just that the ancestor of Northern Wu couldn’t imagine it.

Such a strange and powerful Yin Yang ghost general.

How could it be snatched away by others?

You must know that the Holy Son of Witchcraft possesses a witch spirit body.

Able to communicate with ghosts and gods and control souls.

Therefore, these two ghost generals can not only protect him, but also fight for him.

Ghosts will become invisible and invisible.

It exists in the soul of the Holy Son of Witchcraft.

I have never heard of it being stolen.

This...this is simply incredible!

"What kind of treasure is that gourd? Is it a holy weapon? But ordinary holy weapons are not so powerful!"

At this time, Shanyu focused all his attention on the Soul-Forbidden Gourd.

He knows it very well.

Regardless of the previous hundred thousand ghosts.

It’s still the Yin Yang ghost general this time.

They are all absorbed by this magical gourd.

And there is a soul stronger than the ghost general inside.

It’s definitely a treasure!

For a time, Shanyu's heart was filled with greed and desire.

If not for the Northern Wu Ancestor beside me.

Maybe he will take action now.

And the hardest hit.

Naturally, he is the Holy Son of Witchcraft.

He could feel it clearly at this time.

The connection between himself and the two ghost generals.

Completely broken.

Not only was he unable to contact the Yin Yang Ghost General, he couldn't even sense him.

He stared blankly at the Soul-Forbidden Gourd.

I just felt cold all over my body, like falling into an ice cellar.

"Devil, come back!"

At this time, Xiao Changfeng reached out and made a move.

The soul-forbidden gourd returned to his hands.

After the Demon Spirit Master grinned, it turned into a pale golden rainbow and disappeared into the soul-forbidden gourd.

"These two ghost generals are equivalent to two strong men in the Imperial Martial Realm, which is pretty good!"

Xiao Changfeng shook the soul-forbidden gourd.

Then he put it into the storage ring with satisfaction.

The strength of these two Yin Yang ghost generals is not weak.

If there is no soul-forbidden gourd.

I'm afraid Xiao Changfeng can only use the painted earth as a prison talisman array and the Void Flying Sword.

But now he is taking it for his own use.

As for being injured by the Demon Spirit Master.

Xiao Changfeng didn't care.

The Soul-Forbidden Gourd can not only absorb the trapped souls.

It can also warm the soul.

In addition, ghosts have extremely strong recovery capabilities.

It won't take long to recover.

As for subduing, this is not a problem for Xiao Changfeng.

He has his own means to make the Yin and Yang ghost generals surrender.

"Give me back my ghost general!"

A roar like the roar of a fierce ghost suddenly sounded.

I saw that the face of the Holy Son of Witchcraft was extremely gloomy.

The scarlet light in his eyes seemed to condense into flames.

Burning.

The loss of one hundred thousand ghost figures can only make the Holy Son of the Witch Sect feel heartbroken.

Then the two Yin Yang Ghost Generals were taken away.

It literally cost him half his life.

At this moment.

He has completely fallen into rage and madness.

"Blighted Witch Knife!"

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult suddenly tore open his own chest.

He grabbed a small blade from his body.

The blade of this knife is only the size of a finger.

As thin as cicada wings.

I don't know if it's because of the blood, but the whole body is glowing red.

There is also a strong smell of blood that fills the world.

In an instant, a shadow of a sea of ​​blood appeared above the sky.

"The Holy Son actually used a holy weapon!"

The Northern Wu Ancestor's pupils shrank.

Every saint son and saint will be given a sacred weapon.

The Holy Son of Witchcraft is naturally no exception.

And his holy weapon was given by the Wizard Saint.

It is this withered witch knife that is as thin as a cicada's wing!

This knife is made from the bones of alien beasts.

Able to suck blood, like a living creature.

And once struck by this knife.

Whether it's a living thing or a stone.

They all withered instantly.

This sword is extremely evil and is also one of the trump cards of the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.

Previously, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult wanted to defeat Xiao Changfeng with his own strength.

However, now even the Yin Yang Ghost General has been snatched away.

Naturally, he no longer held back.

Finally took out the sacred artifact.

"I am going to kill you!"

The Holy Son of Witchcraft roared.

Then he activated the withered witch sword and turned it into an extremely weak stream of light.

This stream of light is completely invisible to the naked eye.

And it's incredibly fast.

It actually reached three times the speed of sound.

"Move the mountain seal!"

However, no matter how fast the Blight Witch Sword is, it cannot escape the observation of divine consciousness.

Suddenly Xiao Changfeng controlled the Moving Mountain Seal, trying to block the Withering Witch Saber.

when!

The sound of metal clanging rang out.

However, the Mountain Moving Seal was cut by the Withered Witch Knife.

And its aura was rapidly weakening.

As if it was withering.

The Mountain Moving Seal was made from a mountain.

It was also refined by Xiao Changfeng with a dragon spine fossil.

Its hardness was not weaker than that of a holy weapon.

But under the Withered Witch Knife, it was somewhat unable to resist.

Xiao Changfeng did not dare to continue.

He took back the Mountain Moving Seal.

"Sword!"

Xiao Changfeng opened his mouth and spit.

The Void Flying Sword flew out from his Dantian.

It turned into a bronze light.

It instantly cut through the sky and met the Withered Witch Knife.

Clang!

The swords collided, and the piercing clanging sound resounded through the sky and the earth.

The Withered Witch Knife was very strong, but it could not wither the Void Flying Sword.

And the Void Flying Sword could not do anything to the Withered Witch Knife.

Dangdangdang!

The swords and swords flew across the sky.

Sparks kept flying.

The ear-piercing clanging sound was one after another.

However, whether it was the withered witch knife or the void flying sword.

Neither could suppress the other.

Like a needle against a wheat spike!

"Three Talents Sword Formation!"

Xiao Changfeng did not wait for this.

The void flying sword was controlled by the sword spirit, so he did not need to be too distracted.

At this time, he controlled the Three Talents Sword Formation.

Killed towards the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.

"Not good, the Holy Son is in danger!"

The North Witch Patriarch was shocked when he saw this scene.

At this moment, the ghost general of the Holy Son of the Witch Cult was captured.

The withered witch knife could not break through the void flying sword.

It was the weakest time.

How could he continue to face Xiao Changfeng's fierce attack.

"Human skin drum!"

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult was shocked and immediately took out the human skin drum to interfere with sound waves.

"Witchcraft: Skeleton Poison Claw!"

"Witchcraft: Yinsen Luo Palm!"

"Witchcraft: Blood Barrier!"

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult continued to perform various witchcraft.

However, Xiao Changfeng's spells were stronger than his.

White Tiger Divine Fist, Yellow River Water from the Sky, Three Talents Sword Formation, Mountain Moving Seal.

Instantly, the fiercest battle broke out in the sky.

But everyone could see it.

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult was clearly at a disadvantage.

And as time went on, the disadvantage became more and more obvious.

In the end, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult was forced into a desperate situation.

"Soul Devouring Gu!"

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult finally used his own Gu worm!