"The black blood demon skill of the ancient supreme sect and the evil ghost technique were actually broken. This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

In the void, Fire Rong was lost in his soul and despair, as if he was killed by thunder.

As all the little ghosts dissipated and blood spilled on the ground, he looked dull and his head roared as he looked at the bloody rain.

Huo Rong still couldn't believe that the inheritance of the extremely powerful supreme sect was driven by people like a dog, and he endured it for a hundred years to obtain the inheritance of the supreme sect.

In the end, he was defeated, and he was completely destroyed in an instant, without any resistance.

What made Huo Rong the most painful was the defeated target. He lost to a casual cultivator who had never seen it and thought he could kill him at will?

"No!"

Huo Rong roared to the sky, his breath shaking endlessly.

He was so passionate that he could not accept this result.

When he competed with Zhihuo, he lost to Qin Cheng. When he competed with Daoxiang Xianzhi, he still lost to Qin Cheng.

Now I took out my trump card and used this perfect Taoist elephant magic skill, but I actually lost to Qin Cheng!

The loss in three consecutive games shattered his pride and even reminded him of the years when everyone was kneading him.

Huo Yue gritted his teeth, and his black body overlapped again, and this time, the black air spread out from his body and condensed into a huge hideous ghost in front of him.

"Qincheng, do you think I'm sure I'll lose?"

Huo Rong stretched out his hand and the evil ghost was like a dark cloud pressing his head, and then he roared and rushed towards Qincheng.

In the air, staring at the rushing ghost, Qin Cheng had only sarcasm on his face.

After destroying the Art of Ten Thousand Ghosts, Huo Rong's breath was less than half a step to pass the Tribulation Realm.

Zhihuo was unable to use it because he lost the previous battle.

Qin Cheng didn't believe that Huo Rong could use the magic magic skills again.

"At this level of attack, I want to kill me?"

Qin Cheng sneered.

The evil ghost condensed with black energy is obviously not a similar method to the previous Black Blood Demonic Art.

If you do not have the ability to resist at this time, this evil ghost may be able to cause damage to yourself.

But now he has not finished his journey, so he has been thinking too much.

Raise your arm and grab the void.

The golden flame flowed in Qin Cheng's hands, and then flowed away, turning into an exaggerated and huge longbow.

The Extreme Fire Heart Technique rotates wildly, and the Heavenly Fire Bow condenses.

Two perfectly matched magic together, and the Taoist image reappears.

Facing the evil ghost that was rushing towards him, Qin Cheng was leisurely bent his bow and arrows, pulling the bowstring into a full moon.

Then, these three hot world-destroying arrows burning to the fire suddenly flew out.

Puff!

The first arrow fell, and the evil ghost screamed and turned into ashes.

The second arrow hit Huo Rong, which changed his expression and tried hard to mobilize various treasures to block it.

At this moment, why can Qin Cheng still use this immortal technique?

When the third arrow came, Huo Rong had no time to use his means and was pierced by the destruction arrow. His body fell on the golden platform like a meteorite and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"You, you!"

Huo Rong's aura instantly declined, and he barely got up, his eyes were full of shock.

Qin Cheng's last three arrows completely shattered his pride, which made Huo Rong feel completely disgusted.

Who would have thought that Qin Cheng still had this kind of immortal art that had not taken action, and also had the Taoist elephant.


Chapter completed!