The second person who traveled through time and space and became a pig

"Old guys always bully kids. Let me learn some of your tricks."

At this time, a man jumped out from the team. Judging from his appearance, he was not young, but a true practitioner would not let you see his real age. In fact, no one was willing to ask, because only great strength was the kingly way, and a practitioner's age had nothing to do with strength.

"After beating the young one, the old one came out. Isn't it embarrassing? If you just come out, I won't bully the child. There is no bullying on the battlefield. Do I have to sit here and be beaten by him? We are enemies. It doesn't matter if I use some tricks. If I let this little guy hurt me, I will lose face."

The eighth elder looked aggrieved, as if he was being bullied.

"You're still pretending to be young, how fucking disgusting! I didn't expect that your Magician Guild is actually full of hypocritical people. Today I will teach you a lesson and let you know that there are always people better than you."

"Ghost Hand, be careful, the old guy opposite is not simple, you saw the fire just now"

The Black Mountain Sect's chief elder, Lord Ghost King, reminded from the side.

"Boss, don't worry. Since I'm going to take action, I must be sure of my ability. He is just a guy at the peak of the sixth level. He can probably beat up the younger generation. Hahahaha, just learn from him!"

The guy called Ghost Hand said confidently.

"Oh? You are so arrogant! You are really a frog in a well, not knowing how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!" The Eighth Elder obviously could not lose to this guy in words, so he directly mocked him.

As the Eighth Elder finished speaking, a strong magical energy surged up from his body.

"Rumble"

There were constant explosions in the sky, and then dense magic rushed towards one place.

In the sky, a fire dragon appeared, with its fangs and claws bared, as if it had found delicious prey, and immediately rushed towards the ghost hand.

This fire dragon was tens of meters long, huge, with blazing flames all over its body, emitting a fiery breath. It opened its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, as if it wanted to devour everything.

Seeing this, Ghost Hand's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He quickly formed seals with both hands, and black mist poured out from his body, forming a huge shield that blocked in front of him.

The fire dragon hit the shield hard, making a loud noise that shook the entire space. Sparks flew and smoke filled the air, making it difficult to see what was going on inside. However, the fire dragon did not stop there, and continued to attack the shield, trying to break through the ghost hand's defense.

The ghost hand felt the powerful force of the fire dragon and was secretly surprised.

He didn't expect the Eighth Elder to be so strong. This fire dragon brought him a lot of pressure. However, he was not a pushover. He increased his magic output again to make the shield stronger.

As the two sides fought fiercely, the people around watched the scene nervously. They knew that this battle would determine who was the real strong one. In the distance, Kaidehong and the Ghost King were also paying attention to the battle. They were amazed at the strength of the Eighth Elder, and were also curious about the performance of the Ghost Hand.

At this moment, the fire dragon suddenly roared, and its power exploded instantly, completely breaking through the shield.

The ghost hand was knocked back and spurted out a mouthful of blood. However, he did not give up. He stabilized his body in the air and launched another attack.

He waved his hands, and a black light shot out from his hands, flying straight towards the fire dragon. The black light was as fast as lightning, and hit the fire dragon's head in the blink of an eye.

The fire dragon roared in pain, and its body began to tremble. Then, its body gradually dissipated and turned into a ball of fire that disappeared into the air.

Seeing this scene, the Eighth Elder's face turned very ugly. He didn't expect that his most proud skill would be broken like this. He stared at the ghost hand angrily, with anger flashing in his eyes.

Ghost Hand had a calm expression on his face. He clapped his hands lightly and said with a smile, "Eighth Elder, it seems that your strength is just like this. If you have any other tricks, just use them. I will follow."

The Eighth Elder of "Hot Fire Line" is a ruthless person who doesn't talk much. He directly takes action again

Guishouer was also surprised when he saw the changes in the sky. He didn't expect that this old man would actually take action directly.

However, the Black Mountain Sect Ghost Hand was obviously not afraid. A black gas immediately erupted from his body, and the black gas quickly spread, wrapping around the fire line. This method was not much different from that of the Great Elder's disciples, but the density of the black gas was obviously not comparable to that of the Great Elder's disciples.

Rumble

The fire line rushed directly into the black fog, and the black fog immediately began to churn. The fire line and the black fog intertwined and attacked frantically. The black fog was like a ball of plasticine being manipulated by the fire line. However, it was obviously not so easy for the fire dragon to break free from the entanglement of the black fog.

At this moment, the fire line suddenly stopped, and a large number of fire lines shot out around the fire line's body, directly burning the black fog in front of it. The earliest king of the fire line rushed straight towards the ghost hand, no longer entangled with the black fog. The black fog tried to block it, but the fire line was focused on moving forward and was dispersed again. The black fog could not concentrate, so it could not be blocked for a while.

Seeing this situation, Guishou became anxious.

He immediately waved his hand, and the black fog that entangled the fire line dissipated. However, in the sky, a huge claw was reorganized and formed. Without any explanation, the claw directly pinched the tail of the fire line. The fire line was a whole person. Like a poisonous snake caught by the tail, it could not move forward even a little bit.

"Old Seven's Ghost Hand has improved again!" Ghost King, the chief elder of the Black Mountain Sect, said as he looked at the guy called Ghost Hand. There was a hint of surprise and admiration in his eyes.

"Yes, the energy from the Seventh Elder's claws has less energy leaking out and has become more condensed. In the past two years, Elder Ghost Hand has hardly shown up in public and has been practicing the whole time."

A middle-aged man standing next to the Ghost King echoed, with a hint of admiration and emotion in his voice.

"Are you the Black Mountain Sect's Ghost Hand?"

At this time, the head of the Magician Guild, Lao Zhang, finally recognized the identity of the person who used magic. A hint of surprise flashed across his face, but more of it was vigilance.

Ghost Hand, as the seventh elder of the Black Mountain Sect, is famous for his unique magic skills. His ghost hand can release powerful magic that makes people unable to defend themselves. At this time, the strength he showed was even more shocking, making everyone present look at him with new eyes.

The eighth elder of the Magicians' Guild was secretly alert. He knew that facing such a powerful enemy, he had to go all out to deal with it.

He gripped his staff tightly, ready to face the next challenge. The other onlookers also became nervous, realizing that this battle might become extremely fierce.

"You have some vision, don't you think? Now you know how powerful I am, right? Look at this line of fire on you, the way you can't get rid of it, it's kind of cute."

One hand has already grasped the magic skills of the Eighth Elder, and seeing that the struggle of the fire line is getting weaker and weaker, Ghost Hand said confidently.

"Haha, what's wrong? Do you think you can control me? What a joke. I haven't used my full strength yet."

The Eighth Elder suddenly shook his wrist, and a strong energy shot up into the sky from the staff in his hand and was injected into the fire line. The magical energy was like a spark falling into gasoline, directly detonating the entire fire line.

The fire line immediately shook its body and struggled a few times. Its original length of more than ten meters suddenly increased more than ten times to more than a hundred meters.

The ghost hand that just grabbed the fire line seemed to be unable to withstand the huge pressure and was thrown away by the huge fire dragon. The fire line turned its head, and the single fire line immediately split into two, just like a big mouth that bit the ghost hand condensed by the black air, and then chewed it fiercely a few times, and the ghost hand claw was smashed by the huge fire dragon.

Ghost Hand, who had a smile on his face just now, was shocked when he saw this scene. However, he did not imagine too much. In a battle, anything could happen, and he couldn't keep recalling the scene just now.

"Hundred claws digging out the heart"

The ghost hand immediately displayed his unique skills. Black air swirled in the sky and kept churning. Huge claws kept emerging from the black air, grabbing the flying ones in the air as soon as they appeared like natural enemies. The huge fire line was not to be outdone, and suddenly spit out in the direction where the black claws came from. More than a dozen rays burned the first few flying black claws as if they were free.

The first few flying claws were burned, but the subsequent black claws seemed endless and continued to grab towards the Fire Line. The Fire Line's huge body kept tumbling in the air, trying to turn into flexible whips to hit the black claws, but there were too many black claws, and there were always one or two that fell on the fire dragon's body. After the claws landed on the body, they suddenly retracted their huge claws, like pressure clamps, and quickly dug their fingers into the Fire Line's body.

As if feeling the pain in its body, flames burst out from the parts of its body pierced by the claws again, burning the black claws ashes. Then one, two, three, four, five more claws came, constantly entangled with the fire line. Finally, after the 50th black claws attacked the fire line, the energy in the fire line's body was finally exhausted, and without any further replenishment from the magician, it slowly disintegrated.

This time, a smile finally appeared on Ghost Hand's face. He had just made a promise. If he was really defeated by this magician this time, he would lose face in the Black Mountain Sect.

"You're quite capable, right? You're much better than that little kid, but do you really think you can defeat me? Hahaha, let me show you what real fire magic is."

After saying that, the Eighth Elder gathered his magic power once again. In less than half a second, the magic power reached its peak. A burst of energy flew out from the staff and hit the ground. On the ground, like the building that suddenly appeared, a huge fireball with unstoppable temperature and unstoppable speed rushed towards Kai Dehong's camp again.

Each of these two attacks directly hit the enemy camp. It seems that the Eighth Elder is also a ruthless person. You must know that there are nearly 100,000 soldiers in that camp. If they encounter a powerful person like Ghost Hand, they can still resist. However, there are 100,000 soldiers, all ordinary people. It is obviously impossible for them to block such advanced magic.

However, Kaidehong would never let this magic go. No matter what, that was his capital. Although high-level combat power was the standard for measuring a force, basic soldiers were the lowest unit to maintain the rule of a force. Even if there was high-end combat power, it would not work without low-level combat power to serve it.

"You are such a cruel guy, you are so cruel to ordinary soldiers."

Ghost Hand, of course, can't just attack without thinking. Now they have to cooperate with Kaidehong. If Kaidehong's soldiers suffer heavy casualties, then there will be no point in their coming this time?

Facing the vicious Eighth Elder, he also wanted to teach the Eighth Elder a lesson. The 50 remaining ghost hands that had not exerted their power quickly gathered together and then smashed towards the Eighth Elder. If this move hit the mountain, the mountain would probably be flattened.

After one skill, Ghost Hand immediately pounced on the huge fireball, and the huge fireball kept rolling towards the camp like a tiger descending from the mountain. However, no one on Kaidehong's side moved, and they watched Ghost Hand's performance quietly.

Ghost Hand ran towards the direction of the huge fireball with all his strength, and then stood quietly in the path of the huge fireball. He suddenly slammed his hand into the huge fireball. The huge fireball and Ghost Hand formed a huge contrast. The little man was no match for the huge fireball. However, a huge Dharma image appeared behind Ghost Hand the next second. This Dharma image was like an enlarged version of Ghost Hand himself. The Dharma image gently waved his fist and punched the huge fireball.

The rolling fireball was blasted and shook, then scattered, but the ghost hand was not hurt at all.

"You have actually mastered the human body form,"

The Eighth Elder still had some experience. When the huge Dharma image behind the ghost hand appeared, his face was full of surprise.

At this time, a huge protective shield appeared in front of Ba Zhang Lao, protecting him.

The staff continuously supplies energy to the protective shield.

The ghost hand's huge palm hit the protective shield directly. The protective shield shook violently, but it finally held.

From the Ghost Hand's claw attack, it was obvious that his magic power and magic cognition level were similar to those of the Eighth Elder. One was defending and the other was attacking, so it could only be said that neither could hurt the other.

"Frog in the well, have you been stupid in Longwei City? How much has the outside world changed? You don't know. Not to mention the meteorite fall of the wild giant, nor the death quagmire of the wild beast, the human body magic statue is just some magic fur."

The ghost hand counted the eight elders in front of him like a teacher educating his disciples.

"Just because you've seen some big shots fighting, do you think you're capable? The fight between big shots, no matter how strong, is beyond your ability. You will eventually be defeated by me." Although the fight ended in a draw, the Eighth Elder would naturally not show weakness and directly retorted.