On a high ground outside the evil formation, the three elders of the Dragon Alliance, Canaan Wenwen and Mark all stayed here, looking at the rolling evil cloud ahead from a distance.

The evil cloud enveloped a space of five to six hundred meters in radius and was more than a hundred meters high. It was like a large black bowl upside down on the ground. The thick evil aura emitted from it made several people's scalps numb.

Even the powerful Kunbaitong is no exception.

Canaan Wenwen was not too worried about Liu Mang's safety. She wanted to rush over several times, but finally held back. With her strength, going over would only cause trouble for Liu Mang. "Elder Kun, Elder Feng, tell me, Liu Mang

Will something happen to him?"

Feng Qiu said: "It's hard to say, it's really hard to say. The young master has long received the evil soul from the Dragon King, and has never dared to try to refine it. Today, Liu Shao forced him to desperately refine the evil soul. This is the time he just refined it.

It's just a transformation, but it has such power. If only we gave him some time, it would be better."

Ma Bohua said: "No matter how powerful he is, he is just a heretic, and he should not have to endure endless pain."

Kun Baitong stared at Xie Yun without saying a word. He was thinking about whether he should help Liu Mang.

But if you really do that, it would be too deliberate. Even if the Han family is eradicated in the future, if Liu Mang wants to take over the Dragon League, no one will obey him, just like the Han family in the Dragon League.
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But judging from the current situation, Liu Mang is really in doubt.

Han Qiushui was able to summon such an evil cloud. His strength was much stronger than before, and the evil cloud was obviously a formation. Liu Mang was trapped inside, and he didn't know what kind of danger he would face.

Not to mention Liu Mang, even if it were him, it would probably be enough.

In the evil cloud, Liu Mang is holding a fire knife and fighting desperately to deal with the knife-wielding ghosts who keep appearing, getting stronger and faster.

The sword-wielding ghosts kept coming from all directions, even from above and below. He killed an unknown number of them, but there were still countless sword-wielding ghosts appearing.

Not far away, Han Qiushui's evil eyes, which had completely turned black, were staring at Liu Mang, and said coldly: "The area in the formation is under my control. No matter how many ghosts you can kill, it will be useless. One hundred, one

Thousands and ten thousand ghosts are waiting for you, I want to see how long you can last."

Han Qiushui's face was already distorted, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You are still so stubborn when you are about to die. You still want to play with my mother, right? I want to see if you have that ability!"

After saying these words, Han Qiushui began to mutter something, and chanted a strange mantra in his mouth.

The ghosts floating around him all floated in the direction of Liu Mang, and got into the ground about ten meters away from Liu Mang.

More and more ghosts entered the ground, and the ground under Liu Mang's feet gradually became completely black, gradually turning into a black circle with a radius of ten meters, and then pairs of eyes appeared.

Those eyes are just like the eyes of a person before their tragic death: despair, unwillingness, pain, longing, helplessness, and terrible...

With more and more eyes, Liu Mang felt that something was getting worse and worse. His body became heavier and heavier, as if his body had been hollowed out, and he gradually felt a little exhausted.

On the contrary, the sword-wielding ghosts that keep appearing are getting stronger and stronger, and Liu Mang's situation is getting more and more dangerous, and he is about to be unable to hold on.

Within a radius of ten meters, the ground was densely packed with terrifying eyes. Pairs of eyes were looking at Liu Mang, staring at him. In the end, countless eyes turned into one eye, which almost took away Liu Mang's body.

The last bit of strength.

At this moment, more than ten sword-wielding ghosts jumped up and slashed at Liu Mang. The sword lights were much sharper than those of the previous knife-wielding ghosts.

Not far away, Han Qiushui began to laugh wildly, as if he had seen Liu Mang being hacked to death with a knife.

This hateful guy was finally going to die. He, Han Qiushui, killed him. He couldn't even leave a whole body behind, so he died miserably.

It was a pity to kill him just like that, but Han Qiushui didn't care about that much. He just wanted Liu Mang to die, and he wanted Liu Mang to die quickly, and he couldn't let him live for another second!

The hardships I suffered in Qingyun Mountain, the hardships I suffered in Jiangnan City, and the deep hatred of being cuckolded because my favorite woman Xu Yiyi was snatched away by Liu Mang, now I am finally going to take revenge!

Just when Han Qiushui was laughing wildly, Liu Mang no longer held back at the critical moment and displayed his strongest secret skill at present, the body of the Fire King!

In just a moment, the heart of fire in his body suddenly contracted. After contracting to the limit, it suddenly expanded. The surging fire power overflowed from the heart of fire and rushed to his limbs and bones, making every part of his body filled with fire power.<

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The violent flames became stronger and stronger. After reaching a certain limit, Liu Mang silently recited the Fire King's Body Technique and displayed the Fire King's Body. His whole body was completely enveloped in flames. The fire knife in his hand was inserted straight into the ground, using the fire knife as a weapon.

In the center, a domineering pillar of fire rises into the sky.

The pillar of fire was at least five meters thick and soared nearly a hundred meters into the sky. Those super powerful sword-wielding ghosts were instantly burned and disappeared by the pillar of fire.

The huge evil eye on the ground was holding the flame, but it only held it for less than three seconds before it collapsed and disappeared.

The pillar of fire kept rushing upwards. Xie Yun tried to stop it but couldn't stop it at all. It was forced out by the pillar of fire.

Under the power of the pillar of fire, evil spirits continue to melt away and evil clouds continue to shrink.

Liu Mang was bathing in the pillar of fire and holding a fire knife, just like a real god of fire.

That kind of violent and domineering momentum, as if the sky could be stepped on under his feet, made Han Qiushui's face suddenly become ugly and ugly, and he subconsciously took a step back, instinctively fearing him.

Han Qiushui couldn't believe his eyes. How could Liu Mang be so powerful? He was not even twenty years old yet. How could he have such strength at such a young age? It was too abnormal, too powerful, and too unbelievable.<

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"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!" Han Qiushui yelled hysterically, desperately activating the evil formation, transforming into two giant knife-wielding ghosts about ten meters high, and slashed at the pillar of fire standing on it.

Liu Mang among them.

The fire pillar suddenly turned into a fire dragon, blocking the two giant knife-wielding ghosts. Liu Mang held the fire knife in one hand, strode towards Han Qiushui, and said: "The game is over."

"Don't think you've won, I haven't lost yet, I haven't lost yet..." Han Qiu Shui roared, but Liu Mang's momentum reduced him to fear, and barked several times like a bereaved dog.

, turned around and ran away, desperately trying to escape.
Chapter completed!