"How is this possible? How can your fire extinguish my black Yin water? Why?"
The red-faced monk seemed to have seen a ghost. He was so shocked that he forgot to shake the bell in his hand.
At this moment, his mind went blank. Seeing this scene, it was beyond the scope of his experience.
"Haha, have you ever heard of ghost fire?" At this time, Qin Luo suddenly said.
"Ghost Fire, are you talking about the seventh strange fire? Impossible, how can humans conquer the strange fire? It's impossible!" The red-faced monk shook his head in disbelief.
"Haha, is that right? If you don't believe it, then try the taste of my strange fire."
Qin Luo smiled coldly, and the will-o'-the-wisp in his palm ran directly towards the red-faced monk.
"not good!"
Seeing that the white flames were really coming towards him, the red-faced monk quickly erected seven earth walls more than one foot thick.
He stopped in front of him, trying to stop the ghostly fire.
However, what he didn't expect was that the white fire passed directly through all the earthen walls.
There was a crash, and finally, the ghost fire fell on the red-faced monk.
"Ah, it turns out to be a ghost fire from the underworld, how is this possible!"
The red-faced monk screamed. His body was ignited with white flames, and in the end he was burned to the point where not even a scrap was left.
Only a burned, tattered black robe and the small black bell were left on the ground.
"Second brother!"
"Second brother!"
The white-faced monk and the black-faced monk were fighting fiercely.
From the corner of his eye, he saw the red-faced monk being destroyed, and his liver and gallbladder were immediately split, and he shouted in unison.
However, it was too late at this moment. Qin Luo waved his hand, and the little black bell underground fell into his hands.
Qin Luo did not study it immediately, put the bell away, and then joined the battle group of Liu Yizhen and Qian Xiaohao.
The black-faced man's cultivation level was much higher than that of Qian Xiaohao, but Qian Xiaohao had more magic weapons.
Although the magic weapons were all fake, the black-faced man didn't know it and was scared to death.
Then I saw helplessly that my second brother was dead and nothing was left, and the black-faced man was already in chaos.
Just as Qin Luo's dart weapons were coming from all directions, the black-faced man was not paying attention.
A dart penetrated his body, and a bloody hole instantly appeared in his chest.
The mana of the black-faced monk was instantly released like a deflated rubber ball.
Qian Xiaohao seized this opportunity and threw a bomb directly.
After a burst of explosions, the black-faced monk was blown to pieces, with not even a scum left.
On the other side, the white-faced monk faced Taoist Priest Tianxuan.
After a fight, Taoist Master Tianxuan relied on his calm mind.
There was also a magic weapon, a small umbrella, which really made the white-faced monk scratch his head.
Seeing that his two brothers had been killed, the white-faced monk became so anxious that he released eight black boys.
These eight black boys headed towards Qin Luo, Qian Xiaohao, Liu Yizhen and Taoist Priest Tianxuan respectively.
Qian Xiaohao and Liu Yizhen were frightened to death when they saw two black boys coming towards them.
Taoist Priest Tianxuan also used a small umbrella to block Hei Tongzi's official business, but facing the powerful Hei Tongzi, he could only protect himself. He could not save Liu Yizhen and Qian Xiaohao.
Just when the three of them were desperate, they saw a huge light red net suddenly falling from the sky.
It covered Liu Yizhen and Qian Xiaohao, and even Qin Luo was covered.
"Well, what's going on? Why is there a network?"
Qian Xiaohao and Liu Yizhen were surprised. They didn't know Qin Luo had such a magical weapon.
When he turned around and saw Qin Luo making hand gestures, he couldn't help but be startled.
It turned out that it was Qin Luo who released it, but what is the use of releasing this net?
Qian Xiaohao and Liu Yizhen were puzzled, and even Taoist Priest Tianxuan looked at Qin Luo blankly.
At this time, the black boy's claws caught the giant net.
The white-faced monk smiled coldly: "Haha, under the sharp claws of my ghost boy, no magic weapon can stop it. Just die!"
The white-faced monk desperately used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the black boy.
At this moment, he just wants to catch everyone to pieces and avenge his brother.
But just as he finished speaking.
But a scoffing sound was heard.
Then, all the black boys who were caught in the big net howled in pain.
The huge ghost claws even emitted bursts of green smoke, which was obviously a big loss.
Seeing that their companions suffered a loss, all the other black boys came over.
Suddenly, eight of them gathered together, and the eight black boys howled and howled, wanting to catch Qin Luo immediately and take revenge.
But when they hit the big net, they were burned and smoke came out.
For a while, the ghost boys were so frightened that they no longer dared to come up. They could only scream and scream impatiently.
The white-faced monk was stunned.
"What's going on? Why can't the ghost boy break through the net?"
Suddenly, an idea flashed through the white-faced monk's mind.
Afterwards, the white-faced monk looked at Qin Luo dumbfounded and screamed:
"Is this net a dragnet designed to restrain ghosts?"