Chapter 876: Black tornado

Chapter 877 Black Tornado

But after hearing the words of the old leader of the Black Witch Cult, the last trace of hesitation on the Witch King's face disappeared, and he turned to stare at Zhuo Bufan with cold eyes.

Regarding Zhuo Bufan's situation, the old leader has already told him.

Although this young man is not old, he has a lot of treasures on his body. If he can be destroyed and the treasures from him taken away, it will be of great benefit to him or the ghost and witch cult.

"It seems that I won't kill you today."

As the Witch King said, there was a small black flag in the palm of his hand, and some ancient and mysterious runes were engraved on the surface of the flag.

"First-Class Treasure?"

Zhuo Bufan widened his eyes. He didn't expect the Witch King to have a treasure, but judging from the aura on the treasure, it seemed relatively weak, perhaps he could only use it once or twice.

The Witch King sacrificed this small flag, and his face also showed a slight painful expression. This ghost banner is the treasure of the ghost witch cult. However, the previous Witch King suffered damage from a battle against the enemy, and now it contains a few It took ten years to reluctantly repair it, but it can only be used once, after which it needs to be regrown before it can be used.

So it was not at the critical moment, the Witch King would never use this ghost flag.

But as long as Zhuo Bufan is destroyed, he will be able to obtain the treasures in his body, as well as many secret methods and medicines. In comparison, what is the ghost banner?

The moment the ghost banner came out, the world changed color, and the dark clouds shrouded in the sky surged like boiling water.

From those dark clouds, the sound of ghost crying and wolf howling sounded, and the whole city was like the end of the day.

And the ghost banner also instantly became about ten meters in size, flying into the air, countless ghosts flying out of it, the entire sky became like hell, sweaty and creepy.

Everyone knows that with their strength there is no way to fight Zhuo Bufan, and the only one who can fight Zhuo Bufan is the Witch King.

After the witch king sacrificed the ghost flag seal, he murmured a word in his mouth, and squeezed a magic decision in his hand. Suddenly, more ghosts were pressed out of the ghost flag, covering the sky and the earth, just the roar of the ghosts. The sound is creepy.

Zhuo Bufan frowned. When he was in the realm of cultivation, he had seen some ghost-cultivation monks slaughter the planet and practiced into billions of ghost flags. After being released, they could slaughter a person in a city instantly.

In contrast, the ghost banners in the hands of the Witch King are nothing short of a witch.

However, with Zhuo Bufan's current strength, he still has to be treated with caution.

A series of ghosts entrenched in the sky, making terrifying roars, staring at Zhuo Bufan with bitter eyes.

It is the Witch King who controls the ghost flags, and he can naturally control these ghosts to lock his enemies.

Suddenly, these ghosts surged together and turned into a'black' tornado, which suddenly rushed from the sky towards Zhuo Bufan. Although these ghosts had no substantial physical damage, they could hurt people. Soul and spirituality.

As long as the soul is destroyed, only one body is left.

"Light sword shadow."

The Ice Emperor Rain Sword in Zhuo Bufan's hand leapt into the air, emitting an icy blue light, like a blooming flower. From the middle to the two sides, dozens of the same sword light and shadow were differentiated, and then the dozens of sword light and shadow were suspended in the air. , Separated again, forming hundreds of ice blue lightsabers.

These ice-blue lightsabers turned into trailing sword shadows, lasing towards the black "tornado" like a fashion.

The lightsaber slammed into the "tornado" and made a bang like a metal bang.

But it did not completely destroy the'tornado', but when the tornado arrived, several'holes' had already been pierced by the lightsaber, but these holes were just ghosts that were wiped out, and there were new evil ghosts immediately. Come and fill these holes.

The Witch King stands aside confidently. The ghost banners are different from ordinary treasures. This is a magic weapon refined by the witch cult for generations. It has collected tens of thousands of evil ghosts in it, and wants to kill them all. Extinction, I am afraid that people will be exhausted to death.

No matter how strong Zhuo Bufan is, as long as the tornado sweeps through his body, his soul will be swallowed up by evil spirits.

At that time, Zhuo Bufan would only leave behind a shell, and he would even be used as a puppet by the Witch King.

Zhuo Bufan frowned and saw the lightsaber continue to rush forward, but he could not stop the ‘tornado’ from sweeping over. Suddenly he stretched out his hand to call the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, holding it in his hand, his eyes revealed a firm color.

Immediately the whole person, the person walked with the sword, the sword shadow shook.

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan was holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, and his whole body shot in the air, actually rushing towards the black'tornado' in the sky.

"It's just looking for death."

When the Witch King saw this scene, he was taken aback for a moment, then he snorted coldly, and a sly smile came up at the corner of his mouth.

The elders of other witch cults also showed joy. This Zhuo Bufan can't think about it, and he still wants to break through the tornado?

Zhuo Bufan was holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, his whole body surged, and he rushed into the tornado, and immediately disappeared.

Between the sky and the earth, only a black tornado measuring about twenty feet long was left. It swept from the sky to the ground. This tornado was made up of countless evil spirits. The howling of ghosts and wolves resounded throughout the city.

When Zhuo Bufan rushed in, he was gone.

"That person, has he fallen?" Ji Haizheng's eyes widened and said in disbelief.

Although she is not familiar with Zhuo Bufan, it seems obvious that Zhuo Bufan should be a good person, and those people are bad people.

The elders of the Black Witch Cult showed a relaxed expression on their faces, and when Zhuo Bufan died, he could divide his treasures.

The Witch King squinted his eyes slightly, and he didn't expect that it would be so easy to destroy Zhuo Bufan, but it was a little bit beyond his expectation.

"Mr. Zhuo..." Master Feng looked at Zhuo Bufan's disappearing figure, his face gloomy, could it be that Zhuo Bufan really died like this.

But immediately, there was a trace of firmness in Master Feng's eyes, Master Zhuo's supernatural power, how could he die so easily.

Just when the Witch King and other elders of the Witch Cult determined that Zhuo Bufan would definitely die inside, suddenly everyone was stunned.

Because a golden beam of light suddenly burst out of the black ‘tornado’, about thirty meters long.

Immediately after that, another beam of light burst out from the other end, and immediately afterwards, golden light beams burst out from the tornado. Soon, dozens of golden light beams burst out, shining everyone's eyes.

Immediately, the Witch King's eyes widened in horror, his pupils contracted slightly, and he found that cracks appeared on the tornado. The entire tornado shattered directly, and countless ghosts were wiped out, and the rest got into the ghost flags.

In the place where the tornado was originally, only one young man was standing alone in the air holding a long sword in his hand.

The Witch King and the elders all showed horror.

Master Feng, Ji Haijue and others showed unconcealed excitement on their faces.