The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Matthew thought so and planned to do so.

But the reality did not develop as he thought.

A muffled sound was heard.

Matthew turned his head and saw that the black dragon that swallowed the Rakshasa ghost had turned into wisps of black air.

Both black dragons disappeared.

But the Rakshasa ghost stood there intact.

The face of the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Black Evil Sect was extremely ugly.

The magic that he had been fiddling with for a long time did not cause any damage to the Rakshasa ghost.

With a cold snort, this person quickly made a seal with both hands.

The black sphere in front of him rolled violently.

"Go!"

With a loud shout from the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Black Evil Sect.

The black sphere flew quickly towards the Rakshasa ghost.

"Are you done!" At the same time, he turned his head and shouted at the old man next to him.

The old man was also extremely anxious at this moment.

Because he was injured, and he had fought with the two people of the Black Evil Sect and the Rakshasa ghost before.

As a result, the mana in his body was somewhat insufficient.

Now the speed of activating the forbidden cone is also much slower.

This forbidden cone is a strange object for breaking the forbidden.

It is a one-time consumable magic weapon.

However, if you want to fully activate this forbidden cone, you need a lot of mana.

"Soon!"

The old man gritted his teeth and said two words.

After the black sphere flew out, countless black arms stretched out from it.

This time, the Rakshasa ghost did not stand still and take the beating.

He raised his two extremely long arms and began to fight back.

The attack of the Rakshasa ghost is very simple.

Just use two arms to wave continuously.

Every time it waves, some arms in the sphere will be defeated by it.

As a large number of arms were destroyed, the face of the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Black Evil Sect became more and more ugly.

After more than ten breaths, the Rakshasa ghost seemed a little impatient.

He crossed his arms in front of him and waved them hard.

A crossed gray arc of light flashed out.

When the arc of light touched the black sphere.

The sphere immediately broke.

At the same time, a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out of the mouth of the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Black Evil Sect.

His face turned pale.

"I can't hold on any longer!" The Black Evil Sect Nascent Soul cultivator wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted.

At this moment, the forbidden cone in the old man's hand had also lit up with a gray light.

But it seemed that it would take some time to be fully activated.

"Hold on a little longer, it will be fine soon." The old man also said anxiously.

At this time, his forehead was covered with sweat.

And just after he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew.

When the old man turned his head, he saw that the Rakshasa ghost had appeared in front of him at some point.

The old man's face changed drastically, and he didn't care about the forbidden cone in his hand.

He opened his mouth, and a red light shot out from his mouth.

This red light was the red flying knife.

The distance between the two was so close.

The Rakshasa ghost didn't even make a move to dodge, and was hit by the red flying knife.

"Dang!"

The red flying knife slashed on the Rakshasa ghost.

There was a sound of a hard object hitting.

When he saw the Rakshasa ghost again, there was only a shallow white scratch on his body.

The old man seemed to know that this would be the result.

When he released the flying knife, he had already retreated backwards.

The Rakshasa ghost stretched out his two extremely long arms at the same time.

His left hand rushed towards the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Black Evil Sect, and his right hand went straight to the old man.

When the Rakshasa ghost's left hand was about to touch the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Black Evil Sect.

He saw that black air suddenly appeared on this person's body and turned into a black big hand.

This black big hand was already close to materialization.

After it appeared, it gently grasped the Rakshasa ghost's left hand.

The old man also released a flaming red big hand, which also grasped the Rakshasa ghost's right hand.

"Don't hold back, otherwise none of us can leave!"

After the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Black Evil Sect roared, more black air came out of his body.

Seeing this, the old man narrowed his eyes and showed a decisive look on his face.

Suddenly, an extremely dazzling red light shone on his body.

Then, red snakes emerged from the red light.

After these red snakes appeared, they immediately drilled along the right arm of the Rakshasa ghost towards its body.

The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Black Evil Sect released a ball of black flames the size of his head.

Both the red snakes and the black flames were the two's trump cards.

When the black flames covered the Rakshasa ghost's arms.

The monster also let out a shrill cry.

Obviously, these two spells were enough to threaten it.

The Rakshasa ghost wanted to retract its arms.

But it found that the two spells were so powerful that it could not retract its arms no matter how hard it pulled.

The red snakes and black flames that the Rakshasa ghost was struggling against had also swept over its body.

After touching the Rakshasa ghost's body, the red snakes immediately turned into balls of flames.

The red flames and black flames seemed to have discussed it.

Each burned half of the Rakshasa ghost's body.

As the two flames continued to burn.

After struggling violently for a while, the Rakshasa ghost was burned into a pool of ashes by the two flames.

Seeing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Their faces also showed the look of surviving a disaster.