Zhou Ming came back from the edge of death. He hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you, Lord Ghost General, for not killing me."

"It's early!" The ghost general laughed sinisterly and said in a deep voice, "My evil ghosts are full, but now, only one of you two can survive."

Sure enough! Yang Ran's face darkened and he sneered in his heart. On the contrary, Zhou Ming stood up slowly. Seeing Yang Ran's proud smile, he turned to the ghost general and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ghost General."

After saying that, he turned around to face Yang Ran again, the demonic energy in his body rising continuously.

"Are you so happy to live just a little longer?" Seeing the fighting spirit on the other's face, Yang Ran asked lightly. Although the two of them had similar cultivation levels, the demonic energy that Yang Ran absorbed through the Nine-Nine Return to One Technique was purer.

He is confident and will never lose to his opponent.

Zhou Ming's smile faltered slightly. For some reason, every time he saw the indifferent expression of the brat in front of him, he felt a tightness in his chest. He wanted to tear him into pieces. He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, "You little bastard, you

Do you really think that I can’t kill you if you break through to the early stage of the demon spirit?"

"You'll know after you try it." Yang Ran's expression remained the same.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense!" Just as the two were tit for tat, the ghost general shouted in a deep voice. After speaking, he glanced at Zhou Ming intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhou Ming understood and laughed sinisterly, and slowly took out a small silver-white flag from his arms. Although the white flag was much less evil, its shape was very similar to the ghost general's blood flag. On the flag's surface, there was a black mist, and drawings of

Various complex runes.

Magic weapon!

Yang Ran's face changed drastically. The magic weapon was divided into nine levels, from high to low, from ninth level to first level. The ghost general's blood flag should be a third-level magic weapon. Although the white flag in Zhou Ming's hand was slightly less powerful, it should have reached the second level.

.As for why the two were so similar, Yang Ran looked at the ghost general with a sinking heart, but saw that he had put away the blood flag at this moment, waiting for the duel between the two with a contented expression.

"One day, I will make your life worse than death!" It must be a ghost who will interfere with it and take the opportunity to get rid of him. Yang Ran cursed in his heart and looked cautiously at Zhou Ming opposite him. The two of them had similar cultivation levels, although his own

The demonic energy is far more pure than the opponent's, but the opponent possesses an eighth-grade magic weapon. It seems that today is going to be a tough battle.

"Now, go to hell." Seeing the surprise on Yang Ran's face, Zhou Ming laughed proudly, waved his small flag, and a cold evil aura flew towards him like a long sword.

Yang Ran's eyes shrank, and he hurriedly flashed away, only to see the evil spirit falling on the boulder on the ground. After a hissing sound, the boulder instantly turned into a pool of black water, and a burst of black smoke floated up.

"Hehe!" Zhou Ming sneered twice, flashing the small flag in his hand, and dozens of evil spirits flew towards him. Such a dense attack, even though Yang Ran dodged and blocked, he was still in a panic, and one of the evil spirits was touched.

Arms, a knife-like pain suddenly invaded my heart.

"Damn it, you will die sooner or later if this keeps up!" Looking at the piece of rotten black meat on his arm, Yang Ran cursed, his eyes becoming even more gloomy. If this keeps up, there is no way he can get close to the opponent, let alone kill him.

Got him.

Thinking of this, Yang Ran's heart became fierce, and he didn't try to escape again. Instead, he flew straight towards Zhou Ming, as determined as a moth to a flame.

"Idiot!" Zhou Ming was overjoyed when he saw this scene. He waved the small flag in his hand even more vigorously. Yang Ran dodged left and right, but there were still dangers in the dense evil aura of the opponent. Every time he took a step forward, countless evil auras slipped past him, which was thrilling.

extremely.

"Hiss!" Another evil energy streaked across his skin, and silver-white blood flowed out. Yang Ran held back the pain, because the small flag was just a foot away from him. Zhou Ming laughed ferociously, waved the small flag with his left hand, and then

The wind in the palm of his right hand was fierce, coming straight towards Yang Ran's face.

"Go to hell!" Yang Ran blocked the opponent's attack with his left palm, then slashed with his right palm, heading straight towards the small flag.

Zhou Ming looked stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly. The small flag in his hand was so evil that even his master did not dare to touch it. This little bastard was really asking for trouble. This touch would definitely destroy even his palm.

Lose.

However, just when Zhou Ming was laughing proudly, something happened! Just when Yang Ran's palm touched the little flag, the white flag seemed to have seen a terrifying natural enemy. It couldn't help but tremble and struggle, and almost fell out of his hand.

Fly away and escape.

What's going on? Zhou Ming was horrified, but what shocked him even more was that he saw the black mist on the flag continue to dissipate, and the evil energy on it seemed to be swallowed up in an instant, completely disappearing.

In just a moment, all the sinister energy on the white flag was lost, and even the flag drooped down, no different from an ordinary small flag at all!

The evil spirit of this white flag has been completely absorbed! How is this possible!

"You little bastard, what did you do!" Zhou Ming suddenly took more than ten steps back, stared blankly at Xiaoqi for a long time, and then suddenly raised his head and asked in a horrified voice.

At this time, the ghost general watching from the side also changed his face. Although this small flag is not as sinister as his blood flag, it took five days of hard work to take shape and absorbed the evil energy of three devil hearts. How could it be possible?

Being destroyed in this way, even having all the evil energy sucked away?

In fact, let alone Zhou Ming and Ghost General, even Yang Ran himself was extremely surprised.

Yes, just now, he did secretly use his true energy. However, Yang Ran only thought that his true energy could restrain the demonic energy and planned to try his luck. However, he did not expect that with his true energy in the middle stage of the eighth level of the spiritual realm, he could do it in an instant.

Absorb the demonic energy in Xiaoqi into your own body!

Could it be that by using the Nine-Nine Return to One Skill, not only did the demonic energy absorbed become pure, but the true energy also mutated, or was it the reason for the golden heart in the chest?

Yang Ran had endless doubts in his mind, but he had no time to take care of them at the moment, because the fierce demonic energy in his body was constantly hitting the bottleneck of his cultivation. Yang Ran's skin was constantly deforming under the impact of the strong airflow, as if it was about to burst.

The balloon was just as terrifying, and his aura was also rising at an extremely terrifying speed.

After absorbing the demonic energy in the white flag, Yang Ran was on the verge of a breakthrough again!

"This kid is about to break through again?!" Seeing this situation, Zhou Ming's expression was terrifyingly gloomy. His face flickered, and he suddenly shot towards Yang Ran.

Take this opportunity to kill this kid, or else you won't have a chance when he breaks through, Zhou Ming thought, the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger, and the demonic energy in his palms became more surging.

"Ah!!" But before he arrived, a long roar suddenly sounded.

The sound shakes the fields, and the color of heaven and earth changes!

This roar was like the roar of a dragon that shook the heavens. It was so high and filled with endless majesty that it was about to break through the sky. When they heard this roar, both Zhou Ming and the ghost general's expressions changed greatly. Two pairs of eyes looked at that roar.

The young man who walked out of the lingering demonic energy was full of disbelief and murmured:

The middle stage of Demon Spirit!

Yang Ran also looked at the surging demonic energy in his palm with some disbelief. This windfall actually allowed him to break through to the middle stage of the demonic spirit. Is there really anything special about the infuriating energy he cultivated through the Nine-Nine Return to One Technique?

Where?

"It seems that I have to ask the fairy sister for clarification." Yang Ran thought, he walked out of the dust slowly, looked at Zhou Ming not far away, and smiled coldly, "Zhou Ming, remember to ask the King of Yama for me

Sounds good."
Chapter completed!