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Chapter 470 Black Demon Daoist(2/2)

"Look at my magic!"

"snort!"

In an instant, it was as if the sound of thunder filled his ears. Xu Junming felt his soul tremble, his seven souls were far away, and his magic power was scattered.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yu Ye had already brought the cross and rushed towards Xu Junming like lightning.

"Boom!"

A long black flag blocked the cross.

"How is it possible? You can actually resist my divine magic!"

Looking at Yu Ye with an unbelievable look on his face, Xu Junming was still frightened. If it weren't for the critical moment of Bronze Mirror just now, I wish he could stabilize his mind.

I'm just afraid that he will be injured by the other party's magic.

Of course, this is still related to his mastery of soul cultivation. If not, this divine spell can directly knock down his soul.

"Are you the Black Demon?"

"You, a junior, actually know my name?"

Xu Junming had seen this person in the memory of the old monster from Black Mountain. When he hummed, he sounded extremely sharp. Under the magic of confusing gods, unless there was a strange treasure to protect him, it would be difficult to defeat the immortals and demons under the golden immortal.

In the original battle for the Nether Bone Flag, the most important main flag was taken away by the Black Mountain Old Demon, and the remaining flag poles were taken away by the Black Demon Taoist.

The old demon from Montenegro had a profound influence on this person. He had just changed his description, but Xu Junming didn't recognize it. He hummed this, and there were only a few people who knew the unique magic of confusing gods.

Xu Junming didn't answer. He stretched out his hand and the Netherworld Bone Flag turned into several white bone arms. The thick white bone claws grasped the cross tightly.

"It's not that easy to seize my Netherworld Bone Flag."

"snort!"

The huge humming sound was like thunder, but it contained a strange power.

Xu Junming pinched a few seals, and the soul turned into a vase, blocking out all the power of the soul.

He is an expert in the way of the soul, and is also good at the art of falling souls.

The art of confusing gods is just a type of soul-losing art.

Once you are prepared, it will be difficult to catch him off guard like the first time.

Seeing this scene, the Black Demon Taoist's expression became ugly.

The two methods he relied on most were unable to defeat Xu Junming, and other skills would not have much effect.

Thinking of this, I felt like leaving.

Noticing the shift in his gaze, Xu Junming understood instantly.

"This devil is going to run away!"

But he wasn't too worried. He hadn't used Yimeng Huangliang just now, just to prevent the black demon Taoist from escaping.

"Now that you have used the Netherworld Bone Flag to contain this flag pole, let me see what other abilities you have."

"Void Dharma Realm!"

He stretched out his hand and grasped it, and the space barrier transformed by Yimeng Huangliang shrank inward instantly.

The black demon Taoist was shocked when he saw it. Just now, he had the ghost white bone banner pole which was comparable to an immortal weapon, so that he could block this weird and powerful Hutian Spiritual Treasure.

Now without this treasure, he is just a monk who can barely recover to the peak of his soul.

Feeling the space barriers coming from all directions, he quickly said.

"Stop, I have a shocking treasure to share with you!"
Chapter completed!
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