Soon, it continued to split and take shape, turning into human-shaped black shadows, densely crawling out of the surrounding volcanic pools, and the thick army of darkness surrounded Qing Kuang and Lei Zhu layer by layer.
"Ashes Puppet! Young Master! He...he has mastered the ultimate evil magic of the Miao people..."
Lei Zhu looked at the army of darkness, his whole body could not stop shaking violently, and he murmured in his mouth.
Qing Kuang looked calm, nodded slightly, and signaled to Lei Zhu,
"Lei Zhu, I already know. The man in front of me has already betrayed humanity. He couldn't help but secretly practice the forbidden ultimate evil spell of the Miao people, and he also directly sacrificed the Miao people's poison magicians to protect them.
The method of sacrifice..."[
Qingkuang quietly revealed the mystery.
At this moment, Fenhun, who collapsed on the ground in the distance, was completely stunned.
"What you said is absolutely correct! Feng Qingkuang. I have lost all bets on the entire Temple of Light. Only the final victory can save everything!"
"You... you are simply a big demon, an ashes puppet that even the Miao people cannot fully control. Once summoned, all life in the world will be in ruins!"
Lei Zhu gritted his teeth, pointed angrily at the bald holy king in front of him, and shouted loudly.
However, at this moment, the Holy King, who has completely fallen into the devil's way, can't tolerate even half a voice of scolding him!
All around, dark ash puppets have opened their huge mouths and are devouring the two women in a seemingly terrifying and primitive way.
clank!
Two rapid musical notes tore through the air.
Immediately afterwards, the black ash puppets all around were cut off at the waist by countless green rays of light as thin as silk threads.
Just in the blink of an eye, those dark ashes that merged into one piece split again, formed, and formed a complete evil puppet again.
Using an even more frenzied offensive, he pounced towards Qing Kuang and Lei Zhu.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Qing Kuang held up the thunder bead with one hand and jumped into the air. He had just escaped from the surrounding dark legions. Next to him, more magma continued to turn dark, and more ash puppets continued to emerge.
Devouring all living things in the world and in the air along the way.
"Young Master! These puppets summoned by ultimate witchcraft are completely invisible and formless. No matter whether it is physical attacks, spiritual power or sound blades, they cannot be harmed at all!"
Lei Zhu looked at the increasing number of dark puppets around him and shouted anxiously.
The sound blade in Qing Kuang's hand kept flying out. Although it was extremely powerful, it could only stop the ash puppets for only a few breaths. As the magma around the cave continued to turn into invisible puppets.
Those evacuated places are filled with bottomless dark abyss, and echoes of collapse are constantly heard in the emptiness.
"Now... Feng Qingkuang, you should regret not rejoining the Temple of Light!" [
The Holy King stared for a long time at the two women who were about to be submerged in the heavy army of darkness, with a trace of triumphant twist on his face.
Darkness, thick and airtight, full of murderous darkness, densely filled the entire interior of the volcanic cave.
Only the faint green light of the Tianxie strings on the Xianmo Guqin in Qing Kuang's hand was like a shooting star that was about to disappear, revealing a faint brilliance like filaments.
The Holy King gently closed his eyes and listened carefully to the voices of the two women with the blood of the temple before they died...