I'm really not a magician

The reaction of the guard surprised me. This ghost fire has a more satisfactory effect on these demons?

Carefully, I suddenly understood.

The air in this demon waiting area is similar to that in the nether forbidden area. It is also very dead, and there are night demons. Night demons are similar to ghosts. Ghosts are afraid of netherworld ghost fire. It is estimated that the demon clan grew up in this environment and is more or less affected by the air.

So it's not surprising that Youming ghost fire has a damage bonus to the demon family.

I secretly regretted my carelessness. If I had known that Youming ghost fire was so effective for the demon family, I would have sacrificed it in the arena.

Unfortunately, the nether ghost fire is only level 2 now. It can't cause any damage to level 6 friars and demons.

The steps of the demons stopped. The six Taoist Masters did not sympathize with the people of the escort team, and directly drew their swords and killed them.

I can't help frowning. People are demons. If they are so cruel, they are the same.

The guards are also their own people. They are fully capable of dispelling the ghost fire on the demons with their Taoist master's internal Qi, but they are afraid of trouble and don't want to save them.

In their eyes, all the people here are mole ants.

"Are you... Strange fire?" Mo Shang asked with a frown.

I looked at him expressionless. There were six Taoist masters, and they were not ordinary Taoist masters. It was not so easy to kill them.

In the range of my ghost fire, they need to be distracted to resist the damage of the ghost fire, and their combat effectiveness will be affected. Even so, I'm still not sure.

After all, I'm still only on the fourth floor of the three turn soul formula. If the cultivation of the Taoist Lord can reach the fifth floor, I'm sure of winning the six Taoist masters.

Although only one layer is poor, there is a big gap in strength.

And this is only on the surface. The number of Taoist masters is more than what Chang Yanxian said. There are no less than ten Taoist Masters in the 888 demon waiting area.

There are four others who haven't shown up. I don't know if there will be any conspiracy.

"You know the goods very well. Do you know what kind of fire this is?" I asked, deliberately leading to a topic. Since it's delaying time, chatting must be easier than fighting.

Mo Shang didn't answer my words, but asked, "who are you? How can there be a strange fire?"

"That's the problem again. Can you change it?"

"Why? Don't you even dare to say your name?" Mo Shang still didn't mean to do it.

"I'm afraid I'll scare you to death. Those who know the truth will quickly put down their weapons. I'll spare you from dying." my tone was relaxed.

Mo Shang smiled and said, "just a Taoist master. You call yourself an immortal. You're too shameless, you..."

Mo Shang said this, and then suddenly stopped. He seemed to think of something.

A Taoist priest looked at him suspiciously: "vice Lord, what's the matter?"

Mo Shang suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "you... Are you Qin yihun?"

Hearing his words, I was shocked. Good guy, am I so famous in the demon kingdom? How did he know about me?

I sneered and directly asked, "look at your bear, are you afraid of Qin yihun?"

"Are you a soul of Qin?" Mo Shang asked again.

I spread my hands: "if you are afraid of Qin yihun, then I am Qin yihun."

Naturally, I didn't admit it, but I won't deny it directly. It seems too false. He certainly won't believe it. If I admit it directly, he may not believe it. It's better to give him a more ambiguous answer.

He must not be sure of my identity, that is to say, he didn't recognize me through the ghost fire. He must have suddenly remembered something.

"Whether you are Qin yihun or not, you have to die today! If you stay, there will be endless future troubles! Give it to me!" Mo Shang raised his hand, and the demons who had surrounded us rushed directly into the flame without hesitation.

These demons are really awesome, and I have to admire them. No matter how fierce they are, they just send, er, no, they rush! I have no idea what fear is.

It's also a hateful sea of people tactics. This Mo Shang is really stable. He won't let go of any chance that I can use the life of a demon.

Those demons were below level 6. They basically fell down before they rushed to us.

After these people fell, the ghost fire began to burn their bodies, but the ghost fire's ability is limited and scattered too much. The speed of burning bodies can't keep up with the continuous invasion of demons.

I frowned. I couldn't last long because they didn't care about the lives of these demons.

After burning tens of thousands of demons, the ghost fire was completely covered by the body, and those roaring demons rushed over one after another, acting as human flesh weapons.

My soul sword protected my back. I had to fight again with my body sword. All the brothers in wusheng Valley died, leaving only Bai Chenghao.

Under the impact of this intensity, Baicheng Hao can't hold on. Anyway, I want to keep him.

The ghost fire was taken back by me. When it appeared again, it had formed a bondage of fire on Bai Chenghao.

The bondage of fire can trap people, but it can also protect people. Under the protection of the bondage of fire, Baicheng Hao becomes invulnerable. No matter how the demons cut and axe, it won't help.

"Puff puff ~ ~" I swept off the heads of a row of demons, and a pair of scarlet and irrational eyes came in front of me.

I kept harvesting the lives of those demons mechanically. At the back, I was almost numb. This endless killing has strong appeal. It seems that anyone with feelings can become a killing machine without feelings.

Half an hour later, with me as the center, a corpse mountain with a height of more than two meters was formed in the square, just like we just came to the devil Kingdom and fell on the corpse mountain.

Bai Chenghao, who could not move, had been buried in the corpse.

Half an hour later, I gradually felt more and more laborious. The repeated killing actions had given me unconscious muscle memory and high-intensity concentration, which made my mind start to appear a little blank.

The massive evil spirit and death spirit emitted by the corpse of the devil also made me gradually lost.

I don't know how many demons have been killed, nor how long Chang Yanxian will arrive. If they were in the hidden world, the battle would have ended long ago, because it is impossible for any force or race to let their people die indefinitely.

"Hoo Hoo ~ ~" that's the body waving the sword.

"Puff, puff ~ ~" that's the sound of the demon being swept down.

"Ding Ding ~ ~" that's the sound of soul sword blocking the sneak attack of dead corner weapons in the rear.

"Roar ~ ~" that's the demon warrior who keeps on far away. No, it's the voice of the demon warriors scrambling to climb the corpse mountain and rush to me.

However, there is no standard wail and painful roar on the battlefield. Until they die, these demons will not make a sad sound symbolizing insult.

The corpse mountain is higher and higher, bigger and bigger, and more and more solemn and stirring.

In a sense, the spirit of the dead of the demon family is worthy of admiration, but behind this admiration, there is also the ultimate killing, which is also the fundamental reason why the hidden world must suppress the demon family.

"See how long you can last." Mo Shangxie smiled, looking like a good play to be staged soon.

Looking at the appearance of Mo Shang, combined with my own situation, I suddenly had a bad hunch.

Endless unilateral massacres make me tired physically and mentally. Every time I kill a demon clan, I will be disturbed by the evil spirit. This kind of disturbance is spiritual, and even the magic resistance cloak can't stop it.

So far, I have killed at least 50000 demons, which is a very terrible number. My mind has been seriously disturbed by the evil spirit again and again.

What worries me more is that although I am tired now, there is also a longing for killing and a preference for blood in my heart.

This is a sign of being possessed.

The appearance of Mo Shang made me more sure of this. It is estimated that one of the most important purposes of his continuous killing of those demons is the same.

My reason tells me that I can't kill any more, but the muscle memory formed by my body is constantly killing these demons.

"Ah!!!" I suddenly yelled and raised my hand. The shackles of fire were directly transferred to me. Now I must stop killing.

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