After hearing what the old man said, the middle-aged man's eyes shrank, showing an expression of disbelief.
"Could it be that you have mastered that magic skill?" His voice was a little frightened.
"It's better for you to guess. If you just sit back and wait for death, I can still let you live. Otherwise, I don't need to tell you what the outcome will be." As the old man spoke, he stretched out a palm and listened.
With a "la" sound, a ball of dark fire floated on the palm of his hand.
"Tiandu Corpse Fire! You finally mastered it." The middle-aged man's complexion was extremely gray, and his voice was dry, and he was actually a little hoarse with fear.
Seeing this scene, Patriarch Jiyin sneered, turned his head suddenly, and said solemnly to Fairy Ziling and others:
"Listen carefully, I am in a very good mood today and can give you a way out! As long as you are willing to submit to Jiyin Island from now on, you can continue to be at ease. But the instructions given by this Patriarch must be completed honestly.
Otherwise that is
It's the result of losing one's soul. Now, if you hand over one-third of your souls on these Forbidden God Cards, you can leave peacefully." After saying this, he reached into his chest with his other hand and took it out.
Several dark wooden signs looked coldly at the world.
Bai Ran and the other monks looked at each other in confusion after hearing this.
No one was stupid enough to take the card voluntarily, and no one dared to dare to say no to the card. Taking advantage of the opponent's name, the place was completely silent for a while.
Speaking of which, apart from Bai Ran and Qu Hun, the only monks surnamed Meng and an aquiline-nosed monk invited by Ziling Fairy are the others. Including
Fairy Zi Ling, Madam Fan and the other six or seven people in the mainland are only at the mid-to-late stage of foundation building.
The old monster Chihuo who had been hiding in the dark clouds had already calmly released the three Yinshamen monks who had been trapped. He remained silent even inside the dark clouds.
"It seems that your plan has been destroyed physically and mentally. Well, I will make it happen for you!" Grandmaster Jiyin said with a cold look on his face and an extremely sinister tone.
As soon as this sound fell, the aquiline-nosed monk standing behind Zhuo Ruting suddenly turned into a ray of yellow light and shot back into the sky. In the eyes of Zhuo Ruting's frightened and angry eyes, he flew dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye.
Far away, his cold snort was faintly heard.
"Hmph! Feng is neither willing to make things difficult for the ancestor, nor is he interested in being instigated. So he took the first step."
In just a few words, the yellow light flew more than ten feet away. What a fast speed!
Seeing this, the Jiyin Patriarch's eyes flashed fiercely, and the hand holding the black fireball quietly threw it in the direction of the yellow light. The black fireball flickered for a few times, and suddenly turned into a slender black rainbow, which disappeared in an instant.
No trace.
Everyone else found it incredible, but when Bai Ran saw this scene, his expression suddenly tightened.
At the same time, a scream came out from the yellow light in the distance. It "soared" and turned into a ball of strange black flames. Then the flames quickly became smaller and disappeared. In the blink of an eye, there was only one extremely dim thing.
Except for the flying knife magic weapon, all traces are gone.
"Ouch!" Bai Ran took a breath of cold air.
The escape speed of this black flame is too fast!
He asked himself that if he were farther away and concentrated his energy, he might be able to avoid it somewhat, but if it were fired at him within twenty or thirty feet, he would definitely be unable to escape.
And looking at the power of the black flame to burn people into flying ashes, it must be even more powerful than the "Qingyang Demonic Fire" of the Six Demonic Sects, and it must not be able to be resisted by ordinary magic weapons.
After realizing that the other party could kill him at any time, Bai Ran's lips were a little dry and his heart was beating fiercely.
It took a lot of effort, but he could barely suppress the excitement of running away immediately. He knew very well that if he acted hastily at this time, his death would only get faster.
But handing one-third of your soul to the other party, Bai Ran said he wouldn't do anything. This is almost the same as handing over your life to the other party.
Because the other party only needs to destroy the consciousness on the Forbidden God Card, the monk who lacks some of these souls will at least become an idiot and live in chaos for the rest of his life, or at worst, he will become mentally disordered and die on the spot.
Furthermore, only monks who have entered the Nascent Soul Stage can display this vicious magical power that can restrain other people's souls. Monks in the Pill Formation Stage also do not have this kind of magical power.
Bai Ran reluctantly calmed down and looked at the others to see if they could come up with any good countermeasures.
Not far away, the monk surnamed Meng, who was also a monk in the alchemy stage, had long since disappeared without a trace. When he sensed Bai Ran looking over, he just turned his head with a wry smile and turned towards Patriarch Jiyin with a gloomy expression.
Look.
The Purple Spirit Fairy standing in front had a cool gaze. But the ten green-white jade fingers behind her back were tangled together and twisted quietly, which made Bai Ran speechless.
As for the other Miaoyin Sect monks such as Mrs. Fan and Zhuo Ruting, their faces had turned pale after seeing the power of the black demonic flames. Although their expressions were still calm, the look of horror in their eyes could not be concealed.
Bai Ran licked his lips and looked at the Yinshamen group again.
At this time, the middle-aged man was moved when he saw the power of the black magic fire of Jiyin Ancestor, and then half-squinted his eyes.
When Bai Ran looked over, he said in a deep voice:
"Don't be frightened by the old demon. Since you are already possessing others, this newly acquired magical power cannot be used for a few times, otherwise the possessed person will explode and die. Now, we only need to work together to resist this old demon.
Already."
After the middle-aged man said this, he looked at the red-fire old monster in the dark clouds intentionally or unintentionally.
In his mind, he only had to join forces with the old monster Crimson Fire who was also in the late stage of pill formation in order to fight against him.
But after the middle-aged man said these words, there was no sound in the dark clouds, and there was no answer at all.
This weird sight made everyone else, including Bai Ran, nervous.
The Purple Spirit Fairy looked coldly at the dark clouds without saying a word.
At this time, Jiyin Patriarch sneered a few times.
As soon as the two hands were pressed together, two more black fireballs appeared in his hands. At this moment, everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and they all watched the two fireballs' movements.
But at this time, the dark clouds began to roll, and the strange clanking sound of the red-fire old monster was faintly heard.
"Master Jiyin, do you also want me to surrender to you?"
"Of course, since I have personally possessed myself here, everyone will either die or recognize me as their master. No one will make an exception." Ji Yin Patriarch looked at the dark clouds and said calmly.
"Okay! Okay! Just a possessed body dares to attack even the island owner's opinion! It seems that all I need is to know the power of your demonic fire." The old monster Chihuo seemed to be angry with embarrassment, and the dark clouds rolled more and more fiercely.
, the sound of thunder and fire suddenly became louder.
Seeing that Chihuo and Jiyin Patriarch finally broke up, the Miaoyin Sect and the Yinsha Sect members felt relieved!
If this old monster takes action together, he is not without the power to fight.
After all, the "Sunflower Water Demonic Skill" practiced by the old monster Chihuo is also a famous skill in Tianhai. Maybe it can suppress the opponent's magical fire!
"Senior Jiyin, if you use the Forbidden God Technique so unscrupulously, aren't you afraid that people from the Star Palace will come to your door? As far as I know, this Forbidden God Technique is prohibited from being used by you, masters of the Nascent Soul Stage, by the Twin Saints of Heaven and Star."
At this moment, Fairy Ziling suddenly asked this question.
Even an old demon like Jiyin Patriarch, who is in the Nascent Soul stage, quietly changed his expression when he heard about the twin saints of Xing Gong and Tian Xing.
But his expression immediately returned to normal, and he sneered:
"You girl really know a lot! The Star Palace does have such a ban on those of us, but this is already the past. Do you think the two saints of the Star today dare to leave the Star City easily? Just do it
If the Twin Saints of Heaven and Stars don’t take action, what else can other people in the Star Palace do to us!”
This sentence was like a storm, which surprised Bai Ran and others. As long as the middle-aged man and other people from the Yinsha Sect did not show any abnormalities, it seemed that they had known about it for a long time.
Fairy Ziling's heart suddenly sank, but she decisively said coldly to the middle-aged man:
"You and Elder Chihuo will resist this old devil. Everyone else must resist the traitors first, and finally resist the old devil together!"
These words made the middle-aged man quietly startled, but he immediately understood and waved to the monks under his command.
"For now, do as she says. If we don't defeat this old devil, none of us will survive."
Then he looked towards the opposite side with a frosty mask, and the dark clouds of the red-fire old monster quietly flew over his head, forming a joint force.
The few Yinsha Sect alchemy disciples looked at each other for a few times, flew to Bai Ran and others without saying a word, and looked coldly at the rebellious Elder Zhao and others.
Seeing that they no longer had to face the fearful demonic fire of Ancestor Ji Yin, the monk surnamed Meng and other members of the Miaoyin Sect looked much better. They also took out their magic weapons and sprayed out magic weapons, preparing for a fight.
But Bai Ran, who was standing at the end of the crowd, had his eyebrows closed.
For some reason, the situation in front of him gave him a strong feeling of something bad, as if something bad was about to happen.
He himself felt that something was wrong. Did the Jiyin Patriarch really rely on possession to fend off a group of them without any helpers?
He pressed his lips that were a little dry, and with a thought in his mind, he quietly gave Qu Hun a few words, and then he sprayed out the Green Brilliance Sword.