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At this moment, a wail sounded, and the scarred giant python was torn to pieces by the bone dragon, and restored its body, turning into a dim red Zen staff.

The bone bird and the bone dragon flew towards the round-faced monk.

The round-faced monk's face turned cold, and with one hand, hundreds of red short rulers rushed towards the bone bird and the bone dragon.

He looked down at the Black Eagle City below him, frowned, and muttered secretly: "Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet? Could it be that the sect hasn't received the news yet?"

In the Black Eagle City, in a hall with a closed door, the three characters "Black Eagle Hall" were written on the plaque.

There were two magic arrays in the hall, a communication array and a teleportation array.

Several young men and women fell in a pool of blood, their faces full of incredible expressions, as if they had seen something incredible in front of them.

A gloomy-faced green-robed Taoist priest was covered with scars, and his eyes were fixed on a middle-aged beautiful woman in her thirties opposite him.

"Junior Sister Liu, why do you want to collude with the demon cultivators? The sect treats you well." The green-robed Taoist said with a gloomy face.

"Hehe, collude with the demon cultivators? I am originally a demon cultivator, how can I collude?" The middle-aged beautiful woman chuckled and said with disdain.

The green-robed Taoist pupils shrank and said in surprise: "What? Impossible, how can you be a demon cultivator? I entered the sect with you and practiced hard for hundreds of years to have today's cultivation. How can you be a demon cultivator?"

"Hmph, Senior Brother Li, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? If I am not a demon cultivator, would I destroy the communication array? Do you think Uncle Zhao can return? Want to delay time? Ridiculous, if you know what's good for you, switch to our demon sect. For the sake of our many years of friendship, I can recommend you to Uncle Wang and guarantee your survival." The middle-aged beautiful woman said meaningfully.

"Hmph, I will not go along with you demon cultivators, give up this idea!" The green-robed Taoist sneered.

He shook his sleeves at the door of the hall, and a green round bead flew out of his hand and hit the door of the hall.

At this moment, countless yellow runes lit up on the stone slab in the hall, and the green round bead suddenly stopped, suspended in the air, motionless.

At the same time, a large number of yellow runes rushed out from the stone slab, turning into several thick yellow iron chains, quickly wrapping the green-robed Taoist priest tightly.

Three blue flying knives flew from different directions, and the green-robed Taoist priest was powerless. He wanted to control his life magic weapon to fight back, but was horrified to find that he could not mobilize his magic power.

With a scream, the green-robed Taoist priest's head was cut off, and the headless body fell to the ground, and the blood stained the ground red.

"Brother Li, if you are not ungrateful, I don't want to use the Shutu Juling Array to deal with you. Calculating the time, Uncle Wang and the others have probably dealt with Uncle Zhao." The middle-aged beautiful woman murmured to herself.

Outside the Black Eagle City, the bone dragon and the bone bird each spewed out a black flame, turning into a large black sea of ​​fire. As soon as the red short ruler touched the black flame, its spiritual light dimmed and it was shaky, looking like it had lost its spirituality.

The round-faced monk controlled the red ancient lamp and continuously released red firebirds, barely blocking the attacks of the two middle-aged men.

Thinking of the previous riots in the Black Eagle City, the round-faced monk realized that there might be an internal response from the demon monks in the Black Eagle City, and the communication array was probably destroyed, otherwise the reinforcements would have arrived long ago.

He had no chance of winning against two people alone, so it was better to save his life and report it as quickly as possible, so that he would have no worries about firewood.

After understanding this, the round-faced monk pinched his fingers with one hand, and the red short ruler suddenly emitted a red light, rushing towards the two middle-aged men.

He shook his sleeves, rolled up the red Zen stick, and broke through the air in a red flame.

As he flew high into the distance, the red flames around him continuously produced red firebirds to block the enemy.

The middle-aged man sneered, and with a flip of his hand, an ancient black mirror appeared in his hand.

He aimed the mirror at the red short ruler that was attacking him, and a black light flashed, and the black mirror sprayed out a large piece of black light.

As soon as the red short rulers came into contact with the black light, they stopped and were fixed in mid-air.

At this time, the round-faced monk was already a hundred feet away.

The middle-aged beautiful woman's eyes turned cold, and with a flip of her jade hand, a palm-sized black small bell appeared in her hand.

With a flick of her wrist, the black boat flew out of her hand and swelled against the wind. It could be clearly seen that a lifelike and ferocious ghost was engraved on the black bronze bell.

The middle-aged beautiful woman pinched her jade hand, and a spell was hit on the black bronze bell.

"Dang."

A heavy bell sounded, and the ferocious ghost's eyes turned, and he looked up to the sky and howled.

When the round-faced monk heard this, he felt his head sink and his body stagnate.

At this moment, a ripple appeared in the void near the round-faced monk, and a tall, vague black shadow suddenly emerged, with a pair of blood-red eyes that were very eye-catching.

A strong wave of Yin Qi emanated from the tall black shadow, and it was a ghost in the Nascent Soul stage.

It grew sharp black nails on both hands and grabbed the round-faced monk like lightning.

The round-faced monk was so scared that his soul flew away. He pinched his fingers with one hand, and a red light flew out from the flame of the lamp, turning into a thick red light curtain that covered his body.

With two muffled sounds, the claws of the tall ghost were blocked by the red light curtain.

The tall ghost opened his mouth and roared, and a gray sound wave swept out. The red flame dissipated and disappeared as soon as it touched the gray sound wave.

The gray sound wave hit the red light curtain, which did not move at all, and the light was slightly dim.

At the same time, the void above the round-faced monk's head fluctuated, and a black giant hand several feet in size emerged without warning, and quickly grabbed down and grabbed the red light curtain. The red light curtain twisted and deformed, and the light on the surface flashed wildly.

The round-faced monk's face changed drastically, opened his mouth, and blew gently towards the flame of the lamp. A large piece of red flame swept out, hit the red light curtain, and spread rapidly.

Taking this opportunity, the middle-aged man flipped his palm, and a black light flashed, and a bone bow about ten feet long appeared in his hand.

There were many white skulls inlaid on the bow arm, which looked hideous and terrifying. As soon as he opened his mouth, three black arrows about a foot long flew out.

This person's life magic weapon turned out to be a rare arrow.

He drew his bow and aimed three black arrows at the round-faced monk, and then let go.

"Swoosh", "Swoosh", "Swoosh" three air-breaking sounds rang out, and the three black arrows turned into three black rainbows, heading straight for the round-faced monk.

The three black rainbows blurred and turned into three hideous black ghost faces, with distorted faces and strange roars coming out of their mouths.

The round-faced monk was startled and was about to avoid it. At this moment, a heavy bell sounded, followed by a strange ghost roar.

The round-faced monk felt his head sink and his hands stagnated.

When he regained consciousness, the three distorted black ghost faces were already in front of him.