Jian Feng said: "Blood Monk, how does it feel to be treated as a slave? You are also the master of a sect after all, but now you have become someone else's slave."

"presumptuous!"

The blood monk shouted angrily, and the ghost mist was released like a spring, spreading continuously in the city, and all the flowers, plants and trees were withering.

All buildings are rotting.

The corpse turned into bones.

Living people become corpses.

As long as it touches a little, you will die instantly.

This is the power of ghosts.

Among these undead, the blood monk absorbs more powerful power.

Jianfeng said coldly: "It's so presumptuous."

Blood Moon Queen whispered: "Everyone, please be careful, the aura on his body is very dangerous, don't touch him."

Su Su said: "What should we do? Doesn't it mean we can't kill him?"

The blood monk laughed wildly and said, "Kill me?"

"I am immortal, who can kill me?"

Jianfeng smiled and said, "Look behind you."

I don't know when, even the blood monk himself didn't know, there was a person standing behind him.

Tang Long!!!

He was standing in the ghost mist, with no harm done to him at all.

He is completely immune to the power of ghost mist.

The blood monk glared, "Impossible!"

Tang Long's hand moved slightly, and he slowly pulled out the long sword, "Any demon in the world must be killed!"

The sword was drawn out.

Tang Long's figure disappeared.

The blood monk moved his strength and slapped out with a heavy palm, "Boom!"

Directly blocking Tang Long's sword.

Jianfeng shouted, "Dragon Sword!"

"open circuit!"

The dragon sword fell into his hand, and the sword edge also struck out.

Xiaobai, Binghuo rushed forward.

Blood Moon Queen and Lan Mei also rushed forward.

The Blood Monk fights against six people.

…

Another place.

Three old men walked with swords.

"After passing Xitianmen, the Tianming Sect should be in front of you."
Chapter completed!