"Eradicate...eliminate..." Derrick raised the muzzle of a gun barrel similar to a toilet plug, pointed it directly at Zhang Fan, and blasted out a blue beam of light.
The azure blue beam is mixed with unimaginable terrifying pressure. Once it is shot, the traces of anything will be erased in an instant.
Zhang Fan did not retreat from its attack, nor did he even block it.
As a host, he can ignore any supernatural attacks and is almost impossible to kill.
Not only Zhang Fan didn't dodge, but Wang Ye didn't dodge either.
He was sitting on a small wooden bench, his hands holding a certain technique flat on his knees.
Immediately afterwards, amid the continuous sounds of the suona, Wang Ye began to lower his head and shake his head slightly, and the shaking amplitude became larger and larger.
This is Wangye's supernatural ability. The temple official shook his head.
It looks like he is shaking his head, but he is actually shaking his head.
If Zhang Fan remembers correctly, this ability can be used to summon gods.
As Wangye shook his head faster and faster, the amplitude became larger and larger.
A strange scene also happened.
I saw the three bloody incense sticks he had inserted into the muddy ground suddenly burst into flames.
In just a split second, three extremely terrifying supernatural pulse light pillars shot up from the ground and shot straight into the sky, stirring up the storm in the sky.
Zhang Fan frowned slightly when he saw Wang Ye shaking his head. He didn't know what kind of "gods" he would invite next!
Just as the blue light beam was getting closer and closer to Zhang Fan and the two, a magical scene suddenly happened again.
The azure blue beam of light suddenly disappeared out of thin air before Zhang Fan and the two of them got really close, as if they were being forcibly resisted by some terrifying force.
"Um?"
As if feeling something, Zhang Fan suddenly raised his head and looked toward the sky.
At a glance, he saw that the originally bloody sky had opened up at some point with a pitch-black crack.
This pitch-black crack is still being torn apart and expanding, as if a pair of invisible hands are manipulating the crack.
At a certain moment, the tendency of the crack to expand gradually stopped, and then, a vast avenue of red light suddenly extended from the depths of the pitch-black crack, falling straight to the ground, emitting an endless violent and supernatural aura.
The supernatural aura filled the air, enveloping the whole world, and nothing could escape.
The light is dimming, the temperature is shrinking, and everything is decaying.
Afterwards, a supernatural force of great terror and coercion that could not be described in words also came.
Under such terrifying pressure, the whole world began to tremble unnaturally.
The terrifying and ferocious old tree made a sharp scream of fear, as if it had seen some kind of irresistible natural enemy.
Derrick, the war weapon, also scanned the things that scared him, and kept saying the word "retreat".
While watching Weeping Angel, without saying a word, he immediately began to retreat into the void, not daring to stay here too long.
It is also trying its best to escape, not wanting to confront an unknown existence.
They are all afraid, all afraid, and all trying to avoid it.
At the end of the red light avenue, gradually and suddenly a strong wind blew for no apparent reason.
The strong wind blew past, revealing three figures whose appearance could not be clearly seen.
Three figures.
One black!
Yibai!
One red!
His whole body was enveloped by an unknown supernatural aura.
Can't tell if it's male or female.
A black figure walked on the left side, holding a pitch-black umbrella in its right hand. Wisps of aura that could taint all things were sprinkled from the whole body, and each wisp caused thousands of ripples.
The white figure is walking on the right, holding a white folding fan in its right hand.
The white folding fan is made of an unknown material. It looks like gold, silver, or diamond, and it shines with a strange white light.
At this time, the white figure was gently fanning the folding fan, looking very leisurely and contented.
When fanning, there is an inexplicable black wind, slowly sweeping across.
This black wind contains great terror. Once it is blown, no matter whether it is a living person or a ghost, it will be blown away in an instant.
As for the red figure, he walked slowly at the rear.
It is different from the white figure and the black figure.
If anyone with sharp eyes looks closely at the red aura on it, they will find that this aura actually exudes a mosaic charm.
It turned out to be a devil that was superior to the red-clothed devil! !
The red figure was walking with its arms crossed, and above its head, there was a crystal crown floating slowly.
At a glance, it looks like a god descending to earth, or a king descending.
It gives people a huge sense of oppression that cannot be looked at directly and cannot be imagined.
Three figures descended from the sky, stepped on the red light avenue, and appeared next to Wang Ye in the blink of an eye.
They didn't speak or move, they just stood there quietly, motionless.
"Everyone, the three cow ghosts and snake gods will be left to you."
Mr. Wang sat on the small wooden bench, panting heavily and whispered.
In response to its words, the three terrifying figures still did not make the slightest reply. However, after being stunned for a few seconds, they all looked at Zhang Fan who was standing behind them.
They stared quietly like this for less than three seconds before slowly turning around.
The moment he turned around, the figure holding the black umbrella moved first.
She teleported and appeared in front of Derrick, opened the big black umbrella and turned it around. The next second, Derrick and it disappeared out of thin air at the same time, and they went to nowhere.
The second one to move was the white figure.
She slightly raised the white folding fan in her hand, pointed it at the Weeping Angel in the distance, and waved it hard.
With one swipe, the sky and the earth spin.
An unspeakable, unimaginable, incalculable black wind that was enough to blow everything into deathly silence suddenly tore through the void and crashed down.
Golden thunder and lightning flickered inside the black wind.
This thunder and lightning carries immense power and contains unrivaled and uncontestable awe-inspiring power.
The sound was loud, as if countless undead souls were screaming in despair.
Strong winds blew, thunder and lightning struck wildly and violently on the Weeping Angel statue.
With just one encounter, the Weeping Angel began to crack and disintegrate inch by inch under Zhang Fan's gaze.
Two lines of blood and tears fell down its stone eyes.
Finally, there was a crash, and it suddenly turned into powder all over the sky. It was swept away by the strong wind and disappeared.
At this point, the terrifying Weeping Angel was destroyed by the white figure using the power of the wind.
After destroying the Weeping Angel, the white figure took a few steps back and returned to Wang Ye's side, stopping motionless.
Now only the last source monster is still struggling.
At the same time, the black figure took Derrick away, and the white figure eliminated the Weeping Angel.
The last red figure also slowly raised his right hand from the folded arm position.
The next moment, it opened its right hand wide and aimed at the terrifying old tree. It grasped the air with its five fingers and gradually used strength.
Under the five-finger grip of the red figure, the old tree had not yet resisted.
A thick and huge magic book suddenly appeared in the void next to the red figure.
The magic book was shrouded in red mosaic aura, making it impossible to see the specific contents of the book.
The moment the magic book appeared, it suddenly flipped through the pages quickly. It didn't stop until it continued to flip through dozens of pages.
Staying on this page, a golden light suddenly shot straight into the sky.
The golden light soared into the sky, and a melodious roar of dragons suddenly came from above the vast nine heavens.
Before Zhang Fan and Wang Ye could react to what was happening, they saw an extremely huge golden dragon, about ten thousand feet in size, appearing as it swam around.
This golden dragon is not the lizard dragon found in Western countries, but a five-clawed dragon unique to China.
It circled and entwined, weaving in and out of the blood-colored clouds, and soon came to the sky above the scary old tree.
The golden dragon's body was so vast that it pressed down from the sky, blocking out the sun. Even the blood-colored clouds were covered, and even the earth was shrouded in shadow.
The giant golden dragon let out a deafening roar, raised its head and breathed out, and spewed out a mouthful of blazing fire that could burn the sky and boil the sea towards the hideous and terrifying old tree.
Flames splashed across the earth, lighting up the entire world.
It was so intense that it was as high as a natural disaster, twisting and deforming the entire void.
The clouds rippled, the earth cracked, and everything was consumed by flames.
Only less than two seconds passed.
The old tree was completely swallowed up by the flames. In the flames, it let out bursts of shrill screams, which rippled far away without realizing it.
Finally, after a heart-rending howl, the terrifying old tree was turned into black charcoal, and was wiped out by the strong wind.
At the same time, as the old tree was burned to death and the golden dragon entangled in the clouds, its mission also came to an end.
After letting out an earth-shattering dragon roar, it also turned into a little bit of golden brilliance, returning to the red figure again with the magic book beside him.
