From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos.

Chapter 63: Decisive Battle! (Two in One)
At this moment, a short wizard in a smoky black robe emerged from the air.

"It's you?" The president of the association showed astonishment on his face, and asked in disbelief, "Aren't you dead?"

“No matter who dies, I won’t die!” The wizard floated in the air, looking at the people in front of him with disdain, and said sarcastically:

"The three mountains and five peaks were originally conflicting formations, but now you are standing together. I think you are getting old and confused!"

During his lifetime, he was a great black wizard who believed that Yin was strong and Yang was weak. He wanted to annihilate all the righteous wizards in Daxia in one fell swoop and restore the reputation of the black wizards.

Among these people before him were once his students, his friends, and even his own descendants.

What a pity! People with different ideals cannot work together!

"Oh, Yang Lan, I didn't expect it would be you. You can be so extreme!" said the president of the association, taking out a photo from his arms.

"Do you remember our previous agreement?"

It shows three young men standing together with smiles on their faces. You can vaguely see that two of the children look somewhat similar to the two people who are confronting each other now.

"You have forgotten your original intention! We are friends and have the same dream!" said the president of the association with a look of deep sorrow.

Looking at this photo, a trace of nostalgia suddenly flashed across the old wizard Yang Lan's eyes.

When he was young, he had a fair complexion, a wolf-like back and a wasp waist, and was quite handsome and unrestrained.

"Friend?" The old wizard Yang Lan said with a disdainful smile: "Xuan Zheng! How long are you going to keep repeating these childish words?"

He looked at the person in front of him with some emotion. After so many years, the appearance of the association's president Xuan Zheng had not changed much, but his temples were already white, adding a bit of vicissitudes and maturity to him.

But he had become a half-human, half-ghost, which made him even more angry.

"Hehehe!"

The old wizard Yang Lan said with a gloomy face: "Do you know? I am where I am today thanks to you!"

"After you, your son will inherit your position, right?"

"The righteous and the evil are two factions that are fighting to the death. Can your son really continue to lead the association towards peace?"

He paused, then changed the subject: "I'm afraid not!"

"The dark wizard will be wiped out sooner or later."

"It is precisely because I understand this that I left the Association!"

"Yang Lan!" Association President Xuan Zheng called out in a low voice, shook his head, and remained silent.

"Why can't you speak?" The old wizard Yang Lan snorted coldly and snapped his fingers.

There was a crash.

A huge ghost face appeared in the air behind him.

This ghost face was so ferocious that it blocked out the sky and the sun. The bloody mouth slowly opened, revealing the fangs inside.

It bit the magic shield slowly, and with a series of "crackling" sounds, cracks gradually appeared on the magic shield.

The old wizard Yang Lan sneered and said, "Don't you black wizards from the Three Mountains understand? The so-called peace is nothing but an excuse!"

"The legacy of the Dark Wizard will be devoured bit by bit by these Righteous Wizards!"

“If anyone walks out of the magic shield now, I will forgive them for what happened and still regard you as part of the black energy!”

"hateful!"

"You despicable villain, you actually dare to sow discord! Your philosophy was wrong from the beginning!"

The dark wizards of the Three Mountains gnashed their teeth.

The great wizard Xuan's face was as gloomy as water, and he said coldly: "Did you see it?"

“No one agrees with your ideas!”

"What a joke!" The great wizard Yang Lan narrowed his eyes and stared at the association's president Xuan Zheng.

The president of the association, Xuan Zheng, had a livid face: "Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over good, only death!"

The old wizard Yang Lan laughed loudly: "Very good, if that's the case, let's destroy this outdated and foolish organization of yours together!"

"Hmph!" Association President Xuan Zheng snorted coldly and kept chanting spells.

"The monsters and ghosts leave quickly!"

He increased his magic output, and the fine cracks in the magic shield were constantly repairing.

The old wizard Yang Lan floated in the air, his eyes revealing deep murderous intent under his sharp eyebrows.

"Haha, you're so stubborn!" He laughed, looked down at the battlefield below, stretched out a skinny finger, and pointed lightly downwards.

The ghost face under the seat suddenly let out a miserable scream.

The sound spread across the vast sky, and as the echo lingered, countless responses were heard.

The cries of ghosts continued, rising and falling, with great momentum. It was not just one or two hundred ghosts, nor two or three thousand ghosts crying together, but at least ten thousand ghosts to create such an effect.

The ghostly cry also attracted the attention of the extraordinary people in the field, and they all looked up.

"What's that in the sky?"

"Judging from the sound, it should be a black creature!" A wizard was speaking, and suddenly his voice stopped.

His eye sockets gradually widened, and he saw one, two, three... thousands of ghosts appear in the sky, densely packed, swooping down towards the ground.

"Why are there so many?"

"Can the magic shield really protect against it?"

"What should we do? There are tens of thousands of these black ghosts. How can we fight against them?"

The extraordinary people were in an uproar, all of them were shocked and their fighting spirit was shaken.

We finally managed to resist the Shadow Legion, but now ghosts appear.

How could the Supernatural Association, which had already suffered heavy casualties, have the strength to deal with such a large group of ghosts?
Ghosts howled like ghosts and shot down like a rain of arrows.

The magic shield, which was originally in danger, collapsed at this moment.

In an instant, shouts, panic sounds, and screams broke out at the same time, and various colors of light surged, and fireballs, water bombs, golden light, etc. reflected the sky.

After a brief and fierce resistance, most of the magicians were killed or wounded.

Each of these ghosts is an illusory existence, and some magic spells cannot attack them at all, but instead pass through their bodies.

At this moment, a ray of light flew out from the crowd and hit the old wizard Yang Lan at lightning speed.

Spell - immobilization!

"Get started!" The association's president Xuan Zheng suddenly shouted, and a group of extraordinary people responded, instantly surrounding the old wizard Yang Lan.

“Not good!” The old wizard Yang Lan controlled his ghost face and was unable to move for a moment, watching himself being surrounded.

"Yang Lan, today is the day you die." Association President Xuan Zheng roared.

In an instant, the magicians in the association attacked at the same time, launching various means of attack.

Attacks such as water flow, flames, lightning, energy balls, etc. burst out at the same time and attacked the old wizard Yang Lan.

The face of the old wizard Yang Lan was suddenly reflected with colorful lights.

These attacks were dazzling, brilliant like fireworks, beautiful yet deadly. The old wizard Yang Lan was in danger, but he did not dodge, instead he showed a sneer.

A dazzling blue light suddenly burst out from his pupils. The light became stronger and covered the Huashan Master in front of him.

The great wizard of Mount Hua suddenly groaned and felt dizzy.

This is the old wizard Yang Lan. He has mobilized his mental power and his eyes contain attacking power that can bypass ordinary defenses and directly attack people's souls.

The Huashan Master, who was under attack, quickly took three steps back and calmed himself down.

His mere mental strength could only catch him off guard and cause only minor injuries to the great wizard, but it could not change the dangerous situation for the old wizard.

But the sneer on the old wizard Yang Lan's mouth became more intense.

He mobilized the black energy and magic power in his body and poured it into a magic weapon.

Magic weapon - move and change position!
brush.

With a slight sound, the figure of the old wizard Yang Lan suddenly disappeared from the spot, and then appeared in the original position of the Huashan Master. As a replacement, the Huashan Master who was attacked appeared in his original position.

"not good!"

"Oops! Stop it!"

The other great wizards/magicians exclaimed in surprise. This sudden change caught them off guard and shocked them greatly.

They wanted to stop, but the attack was already underway and it was difficult to stop.

The Huashan Master was so frightened that he frantically activated his defensive magic, but the shield on his body only lasted for half a breath before it was broken and disintegrated.

"Great Master Huashan!" The president of the association roared and watched his own people being engulfed by the brilliant offensive like fireworks and finally turned into a pile of meat.

“Hahaha, wonderful, wonderful. It seems that there are conflicts among you Five Mountains Wizards. You actually fought among yourself at the critical moment and killed your own people. Hehehe…” The old wizard laughed with his head raised, mockingly.

"Yang Lan, I, Huashan, will never forgive you!"

"Yang Lan, I will definitely skin you alive and tear out your tendons to relieve the hatred in my heart."

The Huashan monks were so angry that their eyes turned red and their necks became thick, and they all started roaring.

But they clamored a lot but did not take action.

The old wizard Yang Lan actually had a magic weapon in his hand, which was beyond their expectations.

Besides, all the great masters of Huashan had fallen, so they didn’t dare to act rashly for a moment.

With such a magic weapon, the old wizard Yang Lan was not afraid of being besieged. No wonder he dared to challenge the top leaders of the Three Mountains and Five Mountains and led the ghost army to attack the entire Supernatural Association.

Although the Supernatural Association has a large number of people, the death of Great Master Huashan is right in front of them, and for a moment everyone is a little confused and at a loss.

"Why! Why don't you continue to attack me?"

In front of everyone, he did not hide his arrogance at all and laughed unscrupulously.

At the same time, the Shadow Legion emerged from underground again.

Once again, they launched an attack on the magicians present. Seeing this, the old wizard Yang Lan urged the ghost face in his hand and commanded thousands of ghosts and shadow troops to attack them together.

Seeing the reinforcements of the Shadow Legion, the extraordinary people were shocked and angry.

"Yang Lan, you are a despicable villain! As a human being, you actually surrendered to the devil lord!" A great wizard with dark energy roared in anger.

"Yang Lan, do you really have to kill them all? Your descendants are in there!!" another wizard shouted.

"Do you know what you have done? This action has caused the Great Xia Supernatural World to wither from now on. Not to mention fighting against the Demon Lord, even the Supernaturals from other countries will ride on our necks in the future!"

"You damn traitor, you are a traitor to my Great Xia!" A direct descendant of Yang Lan cursed madly.

The old wizard Yang Lan sneered, his heart full of disdain.

When you are about to die, what's the use of saying all this?
It's just the last struggle before death!

"We can't stay here any longer, we must charge and break out!" Master Taishan realized the seriousness of the situation, his face turned pale and he yelled.

"go!"

The extraordinary people joined hands and began to charge, trying to fight their way out.

Spells such as fire, golden blades, frost and ice, hail, wind blades, thunder and lightning, etc. were released one after another.

For a moment, flaming water balls kept flying, golden blades turned into rays of light and rushed forward, blue hail was spitting out, and explosions occurred in the roar of thunder...

Under the fierce attack of the association, the shadow army and ghosts suddenly became much thinner.

But faced with the endless stream of black creatures that were unafraid of death, no matter how they struggled, they were useless.

“Although there are many great wizards among these extraordinary people, without spells and materials that can restrain the black energy creatures, they are nothing more than chickens and pottery dogs!”

Zhao Zheng sat upright on the throne, thinking in his mind and mobilizing the shadow warriors.

This is the drawback of magicians in this world!

Without adequate preparation and spells to restrain the black creatures, they were nothing more than weak mortals.

Watching the extraordinary people die tragically one after another, Zhao Zheng remained expressionless and unmoved.

Any extraordinary person who is not under his command is an enemy, regardless of country or race.

However, these people are still valuable and cannot be wiped out.

The battlefield is already under Zhao Zheng's control. Following Zhao Zheng's rhythm, the Shadow Legion only selects powerful transcendents to hunt down and kill, and does not slaughter the weak apprentices.

On the contrary, even when facing attacks from ghosts that do not distinguish between friend and foe, shadow warriors will help them block fatal damage.

"It's terrible. There are such terrifying black creatures in this world!" A wizard looked pale.

"Are we going to be buried here today?" The breath of death was already overwhelming.

"Yang Lan, if you kill us, aren't you afraid that the yin and yang will lose balance?" There was also a mage hoping to put pressure on him.

"Charge, don't stop!" a great wizard roared, his voice was hoarse and the magic power in his body was less than half.

"It's time." Zhao Zheng's heart moved, and a ray of sunlight slowly broke through the sky that was originally covered by dark clouds, and he flew into the air.

He chanted an obscure spell, and the dust in his hand emitted endless white light.

As the light shone, the shadow troops on the entire battlefield instantly turned into green smoke and dissipated on the spot.

With a simple wave of his sleeves, endless ghosts were swept into the divine realm.

The old Taoist incarnation of Zhao Zheng descended from the sky and stood in front of the people from the Supernatural Association.

"Sorry! I'm late!"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of all the extraordinary people present lit up, like drowning people grabbing at a life-saving straw.

The old wizard Yang Lan's face suddenly turned as pale as paper.

Zhao Zheng only made a slight move and immediately turned the disadvantage on the battlefield into a victory.

Hundreds of gazes filled with gratitude, hope, respect, excitement and joy were directed at Zhao Zheng.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhao Zheng smiled faintly, fully displaying the demeanor and bearing of a senior master.

(End of this chapter)