He Daotong's method is very simple.

fire!

With a flip of his hands, a special storage box appeared in his hand.

His actions attracted all the attention of some people.

What is that?

Just as everyone was curious, He Daotong raised his hand and threw the jade box towards the black cloud.

The cultivator holding the black banner snorted coldly, and his spiritual power immediately rushed towards the black banner. He saw that the black cloud became thicker and darker, like sticky ink, and a disgusting smell suddenly spread out.

His Xuanyin Banner was made by him based on a secret technique in a broken piece of paper. It was a magic weapon for dirty people and a banned spiritual sense.

Seeing the other party throwing out a box, he sneered in his heart.

I am not afraid of using magic weapons, but I am afraid of not using magic weapons!

A trace of the evil plan appeared in his eyes.

The small jade box rolled in the air, attracting everyone's attention.

He Daotong was extremely powerful. In the blink of an eye, the jade box flew into the black clouds.

At this time, Zhao Zhiqiang's sword formation had already covered the cultivator holding the chain hook.

The person holding the hook had already seen it with his own eyes that the sword cultivator, who had just met him, died in the hands of the boy opposite him.

Some regrets that I failed to save him in time.

Moreover, he didn't get the chance to take action just now. However, he knew very well about the black flag of another companion. No matter what magic weapon was, he was just stained with the black cloud, and it was like scrap iron. I don't know how many foundation-building practitioners in the Golden Elixir stage fell on this inconspicuous black cloud.

As soon as the box flew into the black cloud, it was quickly eroded. The surface of the jade box was black and white marks appeared.

The guy holding the banner showed a smug smile on his face.

He had no idea that in more places not too far away, his brothers had become dead souls under the sword.

Zhu Zhilin was ordered by Yaoguang to come to collect the spirits. All the other party's dead spirits would be taken away by a mysterious spiritual weapon. Even some powerful golden elixir cultivators could be distracted, but they still could not escape the absorption of the spiritual weapon. The souls were much more convenient than the world in Huangquan.

The box that He Daotong threw out was given to him by Yaoguang. Of course, he would not have any ideas about the magic weapon of the gods - it would definitely be easy to use!

Suddenly, a black and red flame penetrated into the black cloud, igniting the black cloud quickly.

Ghost fire?

The smile on the face of the cultivator holding the black blood banner suddenly froze.

Bang!

The eroded jade box was extremely fragile and was immediately corroded and broken by the black clouds. A wisp of blue flame broke out from the box.

"What kind of fire is that?"

"Have you seen it?" Many people watched this scene. But no one knew whether the fire was heavenly fire or earthly fire. No one knew it! In fact, even the user He Daotong didn't know it. It was just that the great god Yaoguang said that this fire has existed for thousands of years, burning extremely pure yin breath and transforming into yin and yang spiritual liquid.

Swish!

The thick black cloud as thick as ink was like a ball of black oil, which was suddenly ignited, and the faint ghost fire surged. The fire spread from the middle of the black cloud to the outer layer at an astonishing speed.

The eyes of the banner-holder showed a look of horror in his eyes.

Zhang Zihao, who was looking at this side from afar, looked soaring. He couldn't help but say in surprise: "Then, that fire is really weird. Lao Ba is afraid he's going to tell them!"

Ghost Fire!

At this time, only a few people who practice Yin and Yang know that this is the purest flame in Yin Breath. In fact, it is best to use the elixirs used to refine Yin and Yang system, but it is much better than the water system.

The two of them were both shocked, their eyes staring at Heiyun, not daring to move away at all. The foundation-building cultivators under them looked confused. They were already defeated and could not defeat again. This may be the only battle they had to win back a city!

"Huh, what's going on?" Zhang Zihao was stunned, and a golden light faintly shone in the thick black clouds.

Could it be that the magic weapon that the kid just threw out is not affected?

Everyone couldn't help but stare at the black cloud. The people attacking Fang Xuantan and the Divine Beast Team had surrounded the remaining more than 800 people. The remaining more than 800 people were facing each other and making the final resistance. They were the hope of many people, and the eight brothers in the battle could win!

He and Zhao looked at each other and found that their eyes were extremely hot.

This black cloud must be collected... Otherwise, I don’t know how many people I will harm.

The golden light of the flames originally in the black clouds became more and more prosperous, and all the cultivators noticed the strangeness of the black clouds. However, their thoughts were exactly the same as those of Zhang Zihao and others, and no one noticed the deep despair on the faces of the cultivators holding the banner.

A golden flame finally burned through the black clouds and came out.

In the blink of an eye, the surface of the black cloud, which was as rich as a substance, was covered with a layer of raging flames.

In the sky, a huge golden fireball hung like a scorching sun.

The golden flame was extremely pure, and its domineering power scattered everywhere, like a hurricane sweeping across, but at this moment, the flame suddenly became milder and turned into a bright moonlight.

"Ah!" The heart-wrenching scream made everyone's hearts jump.

The monk holding the banner has become a fire man with bright moonlight.

Only when he could make a scream, the banner holder and the black banner turned into a pile of ashes.

Everyone, including Xuantan and Wushan, was shocked!

At the same time, Zhao Zhiqiang's sword formation completely controlled the person who used the hook.

At this time, Zhang Zihao immediately ordered to break through - because he realized that the other party would definitely fight with his group of people with all their strength. It was a pity that so many good brothers...

However, Zhao Zhiqiang recognized what the flame was - the Netherworld Ghost Fire, and the level was quite high, so high that it was a little bit less than that He Daotong could not use.

On the market, this fire is definitely a priceless treasure! A wisp of subtle flame is also worth thousands of crystals.

You can tell at a glance that it must have been taken out by Yaoguang!

People remember how excellent it is for Yin and Yang cultivation as a fire seed, but they often forget that it is domineering and fierce!

It was even more terrifying to see that the grade was not visible. Zhao Zhiqiang was also stunned by the spectacular scene in front of him. He thought that it would be enough to hurt this black cloud. He never expected that the power of this ghost fire would be so terrifying!

In a while, the black cloud broke open. There was no longer the feeling of being restrained. He didn't know what the thing Yaoguang gave was for.

When the black clouds roll in the air, they look like a small hill, which makes people feel extremely depressing.

But when it burns into a fire ball, such a huge fire ball hanging low, the impact it brings far exceeds that of the black clouds.

And it came without any sign of warning, or they were not mentally prepared.

Everyone was scared!

Zhao Zhiqiang was just confused for a moment and then woke up. If such a great opportunity was wasted, he would definitely be punished by God!

In several life-and-death battles, his grasp of the timing has also greatly improved.

He activates spiritual power without hesitation. The sword light of the sword formation flew out of the air silently, silently approaching the remaining eight hundred people.

When the people from Xuantan Gate saw that the sect leader had already come out with a sword, they immediately knew what to do.

The sword lights of Wushan Bian are of various sects, and there are countless sword lights of various natures, which shows how profound the disciples have learned. The same is true for the people on the other side of Zhao Zhiqiang, with similar skills, but their combat power is much higher than that!

"They all know the sword formation!"

"Damn it!"

I don’t know if it is the pressure of life and death, or other reasons. Zhao Zhiqiang’s extraordinary spiritual consciousness today is shocked and fluctuated by the black clouds and the ghost fire of the underworld. It disappeared invisible in the blink of an eye. The palm leaf generated by "The Great Thousand Leaf Hand" sways imperceptibly. The light of the sword formation is like flowing water, flowing silently. As long as the sword formation is set up, it will not let go of it at all.

Without the interference of Heiyun, Zhao Zhiqiang's actual combat power is no less than that of the ninth level of the Golden Pill. However, his Golden Pill is too confusing. Many Golden Pill Cultivators died under his sword formation in just one encounter~!

The mind is suddenly enlightened, the mind is clear and the waves are not shocked.

The situation changed drastically.

The location of prey and hunters has undergone fundamental changes.

He Daotong put away the black clouds and sniffed the dog blood banner. His extremely domineering aura spreads with waves of air, and disappeared without a trace in front of him. The sword lights in all directions are more like the light of the sun, without any sound, but with infinite power.

All of this happened in a very short moment, less than five breaths before and after. Many people have not even come back to their senses from the power of the Netherworld Ghost Fire!

Zhang Zihao knew that he was finished and Wushan was finished.

His eyes became more and more dull - Huo Zhuxuan had already set his sights on this person.

Take it!

The sword formation has been formed!

His screams became the prelude to a slamming battle!

I felt that countless light marks in front of me were intertwined with colorful nets, and someone covered them in the middle.

escape?

How to escape, there are still hundreds of unknown beasts killing their companions in seconds!

surrender?

Zhang Zihao never thought that today, he didn't even get a chance to surrender. His own people were killed so quickly that he couldn't even react.

Another person who uses the sword formation alone!

Zhang Zihao only blocked three rounds, and the cold and ruthless sword intent cut every inch of space in the net. The air in his vision was shattered in an instant.
To be continued...