The old ghost looked at the red devil flames on his hands and couldn't help revealing a greedy look: "It is your honor to die in my hands!"
“Really?”
Zhou Chen sneered, and then gathered all the magic flames in his body together: "Magic Flame!"
He let out a roar.
The demonic flames surged away.
"The Demon Transformation Technique!"
The old ghost waved his hands and a mirror appeared.
After the mirror appeared, it suddenly grew larger under his urging.
Zhou Heng's demonic flame suddenly dissipated after pouring into the mirror.
Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened.
"What's going on?"
Zhou Heng frowned and looked at the arrogant old ghost below.
"Boy, you're the next one to be conquered! Prepare to die!"
The old ghost laughed wildly with triumph.
Then he rushed towards Zhou Heng.
"Humph, you're just being mysterious!"
Zhou Heng snorted coldly and retreated quickly.
After seeing the old ghost rushing towards him, he suddenly used the Shadowless Step.
“Swish!”
He disappeared from the old ghost's sight in an instant.
“Where did it go!”
The old ghost frowned and then looked around.
"here!"
On one side of him, Zhou Heng was holding a nine-toothed rake and swinging it towards his head.
"Hmph, Qi Condensation Realm!"
The old ghost took out his mirror again.
"Bang!"
However, to his surprise, his mirror did not take away Zhou Heng's Nine-toothed Rake.
Instead, he was hit hard on the mirror by the Nine-toothed Rake.
“Wow…”
Immediately afterwards, the mirror shattered.
"How is this possible!?"
The old ghost looked at his broken mirror and looked at Zhou Heng in disbelief: "Boy, you are looking for death!"
"You are the one seeking death!"
Zhou Heng took a deep breath, circulated his magic blood, and the magic energy around his body began to surge.
"bring it on!"
The old ghost's eyes were red as he leaped over.
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