In a mountain surrounded by mountains, Peng Zu and Fei Chuqi stood opposite each other. The two were tense and had a disagreement, Fei Chuqi rushed directly to Peng Zu.

"Dog guy, I will slowly settle the humiliation I have suffered during this period!"

Fei Chuqi was furious and threw three black talismans at Peng Zu, then kept pinching his fingers, his hands were as fast as lightning. Peng Zu was so skillful that he was very shocked.

"Dead Baba, what a quick hand gesture."

As soon as Peng Zu finished speaking, the black talisman had turned into three evil dogs and rushed towards Peng Zu.

"Is the momentum so strong, and the magic power so low?"

Peng Zu remained as motionless as a mountain, and the ghost flag in his hand stabbed slightly, instantly exploding the three evil dogs.

The abominable dog suddenly turned into black water and stuck to the ghost flag like a snake.

"What?"

Peng Zu quickly raised the ghost flag and burned it with his magic fire. The ghost flag could not be burned. Peng Zu just wanted to use magic to burn all the black waters, but it was strange that the black waters were tightly covered on the ghost flag and continued to spread, as if devouring the ghost flag. If Peng Zu did not let go, he would probably have to lose his arm.

"Although the evil magic is both witchcraft, it has different roots and different degrees of weirdness."

Peng Zu quickly threw the ghost flag out, otherwise the black water would corrode his hands instantly.

At this time, Fei Chuqi had already arrived in front of Peng Zu and kicked him in the face.

The battle between the righteous witch and the evil witch has officially begun. Whoever wins and loses is a historical page, and it also represents the honor of the righteous witch and the evil witch.

After Mingxi's death, no one was more qualified to represent witchcraft than Peng Zu, and Fei Chuqi was the ancestor of the evil cultivator.

Who is the strongest spell? This battle can tell everything and also represent everything.

"Peng Zu, if you destroy your ghost flag, you will lose some of your strength."

Fei Chuqi kicked Peng Zu directly in the chest. Peng Zu shouted loudly, thrust his chest, and pushed Fei Chuqi back.

"You underestimate me too much. Ghost Flag is just one of my magic weapons. So what if I don't have one."

Peng Zu didn't care about these things at all, but he was indeed surprised by Fei Chuqi's combat instinct and consciousness. Without the ghost flag, the soul of Xing Tian could not be summoned, and it did damage part of her combat power from the beginning.

"Ancient Witchcraft·Suppression of the Curse."

Peng Zu pinched a round of hand gestures, led by black talismans. With a bang, Fei Chuqi's landing place was encircled. Then the black air continued to surge. The cute spell power shocked the earth and collapsed. The soil in the circle seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and then began to fall. A black air in the air was like a cage, covering it, as if it was about to take Fei Chuqi down.

"Go to hell, damn fat woman!"

Peng Zu pointed his fingers at Fei Chuqi, cursing and chanting spells. This was familiar to him, and casting spells was a casual thing.

"Damn old man, I learned some of the skills of playing house in Mingxi, and I am worthy of killing me? Humph, it's so ridiculous!"

"As long as this kind of witchcraft is only worthy of scaring children."

Fei Chuqi looked down on Peng Zu extremely. The black talisman in her fingers turned into a dark sword, and split the circle with one sword.

The curse power surged out and turned into countless dark legions, wearing military armor and skeletons.

"Damn fat woman, so strong!"

Peng Zu quickly posed out a black talisman and shouted: "Ancient Witchcraft·No Ghosts!"

boom……

The two forces collided, shattering the surrounding mountains, stones flew around, all the trees turned into broken branches, and countless black gas wandered on the mountain.

Wugui did not kill all the skeletons, and Peng Zu took in the last point with a gourd.

Some things have to be admitted, in terms of the degree of fierceness, evil cultivators are above the righteous witches!

"Damn old man, you're a fat woman, do you know how long have I been tolerating you?"

Fei Chuqi rushed over, waved the dark sword in her hand again, and slashed at Peng Zu at an extremely fast speed.

Like her, Peng Zu used the sword as a talisman and blocked her dark sword with a clanging sound.

"I won't be able to say that fat is too good, can I say that ugly?" Peng Zu gritted his teeth and pushed Fei Chuqi's sword hard, but he did not forget to insult her.

"I'm going to cut your tongue off!"

Fei Chuqi burst into flames and ignited fire with a black talisman. A huge flame fell from the sky, and then exploded instantly like a volcano erupting.

"Ancient Witch Beiming Demon Ice."

With a click, Peng Zu's sword shook Fei Chuqi, and then the black talisman freezes, freezing the falling fire.

"Ancient Witch Ghost Kun!"

A black light rose, and black mist rushed into the sky. The black talisman transformed into shape, and a big Kun covered with bones suddenly appeared, and black air enveloped it.

"Bee Dragon Evil Flame Curse!"

Fei Chuqi roared a little and more than a dozen black talismans burst out. The curse fell from the sky. A black dragon flame rushed from all directions, attacking the ghost Kun so hard that it was gone. It even burned to Peng Zu's feet. Peng Zu and several others avoided it.

"So awesome!"

Peng Zu's heart skipped a beat, feeling a little bad. This fat woman is definitely not as simple as being stubborn as she is. How did Mingxi seal her back then? This power is not weak.
Chapter completed!