Chapter 877: Black Tornado

But after hearing the words of the old leader of the Black Witch Cult, the last trace of hesitation on the Witch King's face disappeared, and he stared at Zhuo Bufan coldly.

Regarding Zhuo Bufan's situation, the old leader had already told him.

Although this boy is young, he has a lot of treasures on him. If he can be killed and the treasures taken away from him, it will be of great benefit to both him and the Ghost Witch Cult.

"It seems that I have to kill you today."

As the Witch King said, a small black flag with the size of a palm appeared in the palm of his hand, and some ancient and mysterious runes were engraved on the flag.

"A first-class treasure?"

Zhuo Bufan's eyes widened, he didn't expect that the Witch King actually had a treasure, but judging from the breath on the treasure, it seemed to be relatively weak, maybe it could only be used once or twice. The Witch King sacrificed this small flag with a painful expression on his face. This ghost banner is the treasure of the Ghost Witch Cult, but it was damaged once in the hands of the previous Witch King in a battle with the enemy. It took ten years to barely repair it, but it can only be used once

, and then it needs to be cultivated again before it can be used.

So if it is not a critical moment, the Witch King will never use this ghost banner.

But as long as you kill Zhuo Bufan, you can get the treasures on him, as well as many secret methods and pills. Compared with them, what is the ghost banner?

The moment the ghost streamer came out, the sky and the earth changed color, and the dark clouds shrouded in the sky were like boiling water, surging with energy.

The sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves came out from those dark clouds, and the whole city seemed to be doomed.

And the ghost banner also instantly became about ten feet in size, flying into the air, and countless ghosts flew out of it, and the whole sky became like hell, making people feel creepy.

Everyone knows that with their strength, there is no way to fight against Zhuo Bufan. The only one who can fight against Zhuo Bufan is the Witch King.

After the Witch King sacrificed the banner seal of ghosts, he murmured something and squeezed a spell in his hand. Immediately, more ghosts poured out from the ghost banner, and it seemed to cover the world, just the screams of those ghosts The sound is creepy.

Zhuo Bufan frowned. When he was in the realm of comprehension, he had seen some ghost cultivators who slaughtered planets and trained them into hundreds of millions of ghost banners. After they were released, they could instantly slaughter the people in a city.

In contrast, the ghost banner in the hands of the Witch King is nothing short of insignificant.

However, with Zhuo Bufan's current strength, he still needs to be treated with caution.

One after another ghosts were entrenched in the sky, making terrifying roars, staring at Zhuo Bufan with vicious eyes.

The one who controls the ghost streamer is the Witch King, so he can naturally control these fools to target his enemies.

All of a sudden, these ghosts surged together, turning into a 'black' tornado, and suddenly rushed towards Zhuo Bufan from the sky. Although these ghosts did not have substantial physical damage, they could hurt people Soul and Consciousness.

Once the soul is destroyed, only a body remains.

"Light sword shadow." The Ice Emperor Yujian in Zhuo Bufan's hand leaped into the air, exuding ice blue light, like a blooming flower, splitting dozens of lights and shadows of the same sword from the middle to both sides, and then these dozens The light and shadow of the Dao sword floated into the air, and separated again, forming hundreds of ice-blue lightsabers

.

These ice-blue lightsabers turned into sword shadows with tails, and shot towards the black 'tornado' like a pop.

The lightsaber collided with the 'tornado', making a sound like metal impact.

But it didn't completely destroy the 'tornado', but when the tornado arrived, several 'holes' had already been pierced by the lightsaber, but these holes were just wiped out fools, and new evil ghosts came out immediately Come here and fill the holes.

The Witch King stood aside confidently. The ghost banner is different from ordinary treasures. This is a magic weapon refined by generations of witchcraft. Tens of thousands of evil spirits have been collected and kept in it. He wants to kill them all. If it is destroyed, I am afraid that people will be exhausted to death.

No matter how strong Zhuo Bufan is, as long as the tornado sweeps his body, his soul will be swallowed up by the evil spirits one by one.

At that time, Zhuo Bufan will only leave behind a body, and will even be refined into a puppet by the Witch King.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, seeing the lightsaber constantly advancing, but failed to stop the 'tornado' from sweeping towards him, he suddenly stretched out his hand to summon the Ice Emperor Yujian himself, holding it in his hand, his eyes revealed a firm look.

Immediately, the whole person walked with the sword, and the shadow of the sword shook.

Suddenly, holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, Zhuo Bufan stepped into the air and volleyed towards the black 'tornado' in the sky.

"It's just courting death."

Seeing this scene, the Witch King was taken aback for a moment, then snorted coldly, with a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth.

The elders of other witch religions also showed joy, but Zhuo Bufan couldn't think about it, and wanted to break through the tornado?

Holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, Zhuo Bufan rushed into the tornado with his true energy surging all over his body, and disappeared immediately.

Between the sky and the earth, there was only a black tornado about 20 feet long, sweeping from the sky to the ground. This tornado was formed by countless evil spirits and ghosts. The sound of howling ghosts and wolves resounded throughout the city.

The moment Zhuo Bufan rushed in, he disappeared without a trace.

"Is that person dead?" Ji Haiyu said incredulously with his eyes wide open.

Although she is not familiar with Zhuo Bufan, it is obvious that Zhuo Bufan should be a good person and those people are bad people.

The elders of the Black Witch Cult showed a relaxed look on their faces, and after killing Zhuo Bufan, they can share his treasures.

The Witch King narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't expect to kill Zhuo Bufan so easily, but it was a bit beyond his expectation.

"Mr. Zhuo..." Master Feng looked at Zhuo Bufan's disappearing figure, and couldn't help but look sad. Could it be that Zhuo Bufan really died like this.

But immediately, a trace of firmness appeared in Master Feng's eyes, how could Master Zhuo die so easily because of his mighty power.

Just when the Witch King and other elders of the Witch Cult were sure that Zhuo Bufan must have died inside, everyone suddenly froze.

Because a golden beam of light suddenly burst out from the black 'tornado', about thirty meters long.

Immediately afterwards, another beam of light burst out from the other end, and immediately after that, golden beams of light burst out from the tornado. Soon, dozens of golden beams burst out, blinding everyone's eyes.

Immediately, the Witch King widened his eyes in horror, his pupils shrunk slightly, and found that cracks seemed to appear on the tornado. The entire tornado collapsed directly, countless ghosts disappeared, and the rest got into the ghost streamer.

Where the tornado had been, there was only a young boy standing alone in the air holding a long sword in his hand.

The Witch King and all the elders showed expressions of horror. Master Feng, Ji Haiyu and the others showed unconcealable excitement on their faces.