Chapter 897

"Ha ha, give up. You're not my opponent at all!" The white fog burst into a wild laugh and faintly reduced to a huge face, but it couldn't see its appearance at all.

"Don't be complacent!" Ran Guoan roared and suddenly stood up. The blood light of the brush in his hand flashed and fiercely swept at the huge face.

The blood light hit the face, and the white fog was still shocked and did not suffer much damage.

"It's useless!" The face whispered, and immediately burst out a powerful force, which shook ran Guoan out again.

"Poof!" Ran Guoan lay on the ground and vomited blood in his mouth. He was the only one in the open space. No one came to help him. He had to rely on himself.

"Die!" There was a low roar in the white fog and rushed directly.

Ran Guoan turned his head and looked at the powerful white fog. His eyes showed a firm color. He reached into his arms, took out three copper coins, and then slid the brush stained with blood on the copper coins.

After the copper money was stained with ran Guoan's blood, it suddenly flashed a dazzling light, flew out of thin air and floated in front of Ran Guoan.

"Three money and God!" Ran Guoan roared, and the three copper coins spun rapidly in the air. The light on the surface turned into a dignified armour with a height of about three meters, double maces and armor.

After the Jiashi appeared, a mighty righteous Qi burst out from the body and immediately suppressed the white fog formed by resentment.

"Drink!" The Oracle gave a low cry, waved his double maces and hit the white fog directly.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the double maces smashed on the white fog, and the part of the face immediately sank, and the white fog was dispersed by nearly a quarter.

"Break it for me!" Ran Guoan roared.

When the voice fell, the light on the armor man flashed, the power of the double mace in his hand increased sharply, and the white fog was immediately divided into two.

The white fog seemed to be afraid. After being divided into two, it immediately retreated back to avoid the edge of the armour.

"I want to go! It's not that easy! " Ran Guoan gave a low cry and didn't give it any chance. He waved his double maces and chased the escaping white fog

Sitting in front of seven candles burning white flames, the old man looked at the candle with resentment in his eyes. He didn't expect that ran Guoan could explode such powerful power and force himself to such a point. If the power of white fog had not been weakened by nearly half, it could easily defeat ran Guoan.

Most of the seven candles have been burned, leaving less than two fifths. Now he must defeat his opponent before the candles are burned, otherwise there will be endless trouble.

So he took out a dagger and drew it on his wrist. The red blood penetrated out. He suddenly threw it and threw it all on the candle. The pale candle light immediately showed a strange red, and the burning speed was accelerated again!

"Hoo Hoo..."

While the soldier was pursuing, a sharp wind suddenly blew around him. The scattered white fog began to gather together again at a very fast speed, and they tightly surrounded the soldier.

Then, the white fog began to rotate rapidly. Under the action of the strong wind, flying sand and stones trapped it.

The armour man waved his double maces and frantically smashed into the surrounding white fog, but no matter how he smashed it, it was useless.

I saw the strong wind shrink towards the middle. Only for a moment, the soldier couldn't move at all.

"No!" Ran Guoan looked at the soldier being bound, his eyes sank, exhausted his strength and injected into the three copper coins in front of him to help the soldier out of trouble.

"Buzzing, buzzing..." the three copper coins flashed and whirled violently. Under its action, the strength of the armour seemed to increase a lot.

"It's no use, take it!" The old mask gave a low cry, and the candle burst and burned directly to the bottom.

The wind tightened violently, "bang!" A loud noise broke out on the armour bound by the strong wind and dissipated directly into the air

With the disappearance of the Oracle, the three copper coins were dim and fell directly to the ground.

"Poof!" Ran Guoan shot a mouthful of blood out of his mouth. He staggered and sat on the ground. Now his face was very pale, without a trace of blood color, and his breath was very weak. He even had no strength to move his fingers.

"Ha ha..." the white fog gathered into a huge face again, and a burst of laughter came out, "old thief ran, you lost!"

Ran Guoan gasped, stared at it, his eyes showed a reluctant color, and then used a weak language: "unexpectedly, you set up the shadow!"

At this point, ran Guoan already knew the identity of the other party.

"Yes, it's me!" There was a hysterical roar in the white fog.

"I tell you, your goal will not be achieved." Ran Guoan gasped, "I don't have any other skills. I can still see this."

"Don't show off your knowledge here. Did you figure out that you're going to die here today?" The white fog hummed to ran Guoan Leng.

Ran Guoan didn't answer, but smiled: "unfortunately, your plan is broken, and the magic bone is not yours all the time. You can't expect to get a piece of it, and your shadow will be broken soon. I mean what I say."

"Then you're in hell. Watch it for me!" In the white fog, he rushed towards ran Guoan, directly through his body and flew out behind him.

At the moment of being passed through his body, ran Guoan's body stiffened and fell straight to the ground. He looked at the sky and muttered, "it seems that I haven't escaped this disaster..."

Then he slowly closed his eyes and lost the breath of life

After killing ran Guoan, the seven candles in front of the mask old man had burned out. The last light of the fire suddenly lit up and then went out.

As the candle went out, the white fog shrouded in the open space gradually disappeared, everything returned to calm, leaving ran Guoan lying there alone

Although the old mask won, it was also a narrow victory. Even if he wanted to compete for the magic bone, he was powerless. Moreover, his eyes under the mask became turbid and sat in place panting violently.

"It seems that whether you can get the magic bone depends on him!" The old man said in a deep voice