"Feifei, Wuqing! Don't rob me, these people are mine!"

Fu Ming grinned, and said ruthlessly to Leng Feifei and Jian beside him.

Leng Feifei and Jian Wuqing didn't speak, but there was pity in their eyes.

The object of their pity is not Fu Ming, but a group of young monks from the Hexu clan who are Fu Ming's opponents.

Fu Ming looked at the dozens of people rushing towards him, licked his lips, and a murderous intent erupted in his eyes.

He stomped his feet violently, and suddenly, a terrifying purple-black poisonous mist erupted from his body.

"Ghost Head Poison Formation!"

Fu Ming's deep cold voice came slowly, and then the purple-black poisonous mist spread around tens of feet around him.

Looking carefully, the shape formed by the condensed purple-black mist looks like a ghost head from a distance.

Ahhh!

A shrill scream suddenly sounded.

I saw the young monks rushing into the ghost head poisonous mist, all of them fell to the ground, scratching themselves with both hands, their bodies were stained with blood and scars, and all of them were bleeding from all seven orifices.

This ghost head poisonous gas is really too weird. Once the person is poisoned by this poison, the whole body will itch and suffer unbearably.

The cultivator who was originally lagging behind quickly stopped his figure and began to quickly retreat towards the rear.

But it was obviously impossible for Fu Ming to let them succeed, he stepped forward and appeared not far from these monks like a ghost.

Then, he moved his fingers together, as if he was playing some kind of natural sound.

Then, those monks who were retreating were shocked to find that Guitou Poison Mist suddenly opened its mouth, appeared behind them as if teleporting, and swallowed them all in one gulp.

The strong poison affected them, making them venomous instantly and howling in pain.

It was only five breaths of time, and the elite monks of the Hexu clan who had besieged Fu Ming were basically lost.

Only Lei Ling, Bing You, Zong Tuo and other seven people were not affected because they did not act rashly.

Ow!

The ghost-headed poisonous mist opened its ferocious mouth, roared in mid-air, and rushed towards Lei Ling and the others.

Lei Ling snorted coldly, and took the first step forward. The golden god thunder covered his whole body densely, and countless thunder filaments escaped, making him look as mighty and extraordinary as a god.

Whoops!

Terrifying thunder surged out of Lei Ling's body, stirred in the air, and exploded into a sea of ??terrifying golden thunders.

Countless golden divine thunders fell in the poisonous mist of the ghost head, completely destroying it and scattering it.

But the poisonous mist was really terrifying. Although it was scattered by the golden god lightning now, most of the poisoned people were almost dead.

"Fu Ming, you really deserve to die!"

Lei Ling's eyes were red, seeing his clansman being massacred in front of his eyes, he was furious, wishing he could kill Fu Ming immediately.

And Lei Ling didn't hesitate, the moment he finished speaking, his whole body was bathed in divine thunder, like a god, he rushed towards Fu Ming.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Fu Ming's mouth, and he said, "Lei Ling! I am no longer what I used to be, and you are no longer my opponent!"

As he spoke, Fu Ming also rushed out, billowing purple-black mist gushing out from his body, and the mist manifested various ugly and ferocious heads.

Boom boom boom!

Immediately, Fu Ming and Lei Ling collided, the golden divine thunder collided violently with the purple-black mist, like two distinct worlds, it was very spectacular above the sky.

In an instant, Fu Ming and Lei Ling exchanged blows for more than ten rounds. Every time they exchanged blows, the burst of energy ripples was very terrifying, and large areas of the surrounding space were torn apart and collapsed.

And the two shot with all their strength, releasing their respective gods and demons.

Fu Ming's demon is a six-winged black insect, which looks like a beetle, with six black eyes on the hard flesh armor at the front.

And Lei Ling's demon is a huge golden thunder hammer. The hammer is covered with dense golden thunder, and its momentum is like a rainbow. It looks very terrifying.

Following the battle between Lei Ling and Fu Ming, the two great gods and demons slammed into each other fiercely above the sky, erupting terrifying energy ripples like waves.

Bing watched the battle between Fu Ming and Lei Ling humorously, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were extremely vicious, and he could keenly feel that Lei Ling was faintly falling into the disadvantaged trend. JrNovels.com