This vast ancient figure still vaguely maintained its appearance during its lifetime, and it was a fierce ghost wearing golden armor. When it rushed out, the surrounding void became a ghost realm, and the cold wind blew.

This yin wind is even colder than the yin evil aura, making people feel cold.

"Sun Yifan, you actually raise ghosts!"

Seeing this fierce golden armored ghost, everyone couldn't help but exclaim.

The growth of ghosts' strength cannot be separated from swallowing, especially those fresh souls are even more of a tonic for ghosts.

Some people with crazy minds even use living people to raise ghosts. Therefore, in the martial arts world, raising ghosts is always the same taboo. Even if there is, they are secretly afraid to take it out. But who would have thought that Sun Yifan was so open and upright.

Kill ghosts and kill people.

"boom!"

This golden-armored ghost is full of ghost energy, black fog, and is three meters tall. It is covered with majestic dark golden armor, with mysterious ghost patterns written on it flying dragons and phoenixes. Although the words are still, they exud an inexplicable aura.

, it is daunting.

"Northern King of Beiliang, die for me!"

Sun Yifan shouted angrily.

At the same time, the golden-armored ghost danced with his right hand and grabbed a pitch-black halberd and slashed directly towards Chu Jingtian.

"Oh my God!"

Seeing this fierce golden armored ghost appear, some timid people were even more frightened and fled.

Even some powerful people from the fourth realm could not help but tremble slightly.

This is the devil's messenger of the fourth level master...

Some people seemed to have seen the scene where Chu Jingtian was killed in half by this golden armored ghost, and he must be doomed!

"It's really stubborn, I'm not willing to die!" Chu Jingtian snorted coldly.

He slowly raised his head, and his eyes shone with a cold light.

"If you kneel down and beg for mercy, I might spare your life."

"But not only do you not, you dare to threaten me! If I don't let you destroy both body and spirit, how can I eliminate the hatred in my heart?"

"Is this golden-armored ghost your support?"

Chu Jingtian said slowly and took a step forward.

Amid the shocked and puzzled eyes of everyone, he slowly raised his hand and slapped forward. He saw a giant blue palm like a cloud dragon exploring his claws, emerging directly from the air. When it first appeared, it was only a few inches in size, but when it fell, it fell.

It was already three or four feet long, and when it was hung on the head of the fierce ghost of golden armor, it was already ten feet in a radius, just like the reversing Buzhou Mountain in the giant spirit god, smashing down with a bang!

"Squeak!"

The golden armored ghost who rushed over emitted infinite black light, turned his hand to turn the Fangtian Painted Rider, slashed out a ghost light several feet long, and blasted towards the giant palm.

But Chu Jingtian didn't even look at it, and raised his palm to press it down.

The move of the golden-armored ghost was torn to pieces by this palm, and in full view of everyone, it was slapped from the air by a giant palm.

"Dong!"

The entire ground trembled.

When the shot was finished, a strong wind was blowing, blowing the warriors around them, and they were all over the horse. The warriors got up from the ground in panic and looked forward.

I saw that the golden-armored ghost Fang Tian Huaji had been slapped by a palm, and his feet were pierced several inches deep on the ground, with dense cracks centered on his feet. He held his hands like a sky-high support, but it was actually

The huge palm that was smashed down like a huge force stopped abruptly.

"Hold it?"

"This golden armored ghost is too strong..."

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

Chu Jingtian slapped his palm and even a mountain could be shattered out of thin air. This golden-armored ghost actually intercepted it.

"Northern King of Beiliang, do you think this ghost I raise is so easy to deal with? Hehe, that's what we've started!"

Sun Yifan smiled coldly, his hands suddenly closed in front of him, forming an extremely strange mantra. At the same time, he started to chant something. No one could understand what mantra he was singing, sometimes it was like a whisper, sometimes it was like a woman and child crying

Howling, sometimes it looks like an old woman cursing, making her scalp numb and she gets goosebumps.

But this was not the most important thing. The most terrifying thing was that as his spell chanted, the devil's body actually grew wildly at this moment.

"Bang!"

Sun Yifan took a deep breath, his tongue trembled, and he shouted loudly:

"Yaah!"

Before everyone could react, they saw the ghost's body soaring three points, and their strong muscles almost burst the wide armor. The armor burst out like a locust rock. In everyone's incredible eyes, the body of this golden-armored ghost

It actually doubled.

And the giant palm pressing on him was also stretched out little by little!

"Why should I do the King of Northern Liang?"

Sun Yifan slowly put away his hands. The secret method was extremely exhausting, and even he was breathing slightly at this moment. But he was in a very good mood and looked at Chu Jingtian with a sneer.

"If you accept my kindness, you will not be able to reach this point now. But if I come out with a fierce golden armor, I will shoot my bow and turn around. Not only will you die, but everyone present must be buried with him!"

Once the matter of raising ghosts is leaked, he will become a public enemy in the martial arts world and fall into a situation where everyone is hunted down.

So he could only do it without stopping and completely kill someone to silence him.

"What?"

"Sun Yifan, you actually dare..."

A warrior scolded in a cold voice.

But before he finished speaking, a ghost messenger jumped out of Sun Yifan's arms, and the blade slashed, bringing a cold light. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the warrior's head flew up, and blood surged like a spring.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the same time, several black shadows jumped out, each of which was a fourth-level ghost messenger. His body condensed, like a layer of black ghost armor covered with, each end was no less than the red one refined before Chu Jingtian.

Old man in clothes.

These ghost messengers rushed out like tigers entering a flock of sheep, rushing around, unscrupulous, and no one could stop them.

"Haha, none of you can escape."

Sun Yifan stomped his feet suddenly, waved his right hand and saw eight black lights. The black light was actually skeleton heads, and it did not fall when it flew in the air. A cold light flashed in the dark eyes.

"Eight Gate Soul Locking Array!"

Sun Yifan shouted in a deep voice, and his magic power reached its peak. A large piece of black light suddenly appeared from the sockets of the eight skeletons, which completely blocked the space. The fleeing warriors could not break through when they hit the black light.

It was bounced back again.

"Catch Sun Yifan and force him to let go of the formation!"

Some warriors had a thought and rushed towards Sun Yifan. But when he opened his mouth, a green-faced and fanged fangs flew out of his throat, and a wolf-headed and human-body ghost messenger protected him by his side.

The ghost messenger held two swords and brought up a ray of rays. He beheaded the two warriors who rushed over.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked in their eyes and infinite despair arose in their hearts.

"Hehe, Beiliang King, do you regret it?"

Sun Yifan grasped the situation and continued to focus on the golden armored ghost. The ghost was supported by his magic power, and his figure had grown to seven or eight meters, like a hill, and his body was condensed into substance, and

The real person's body is unique.

"What do you regret?"

Chu Jingtian smiled.

Ignoring Sun Yifan's gloomy face, he shook his head and said:

"Just because of you, the ghost, is worthy of making me regret it? Only by exerting all your strength can you block my palm, and is qualified to make me regret it?"

"Northern King of Beiliang, you are really ungrateful! Today, I will let you meet you, what is the power of ghosts and gods!"

Sun Yifan's eyes shone with a cold light and he shouted loudly:

"Kill him for me!"

At this moment, the already huge body of the golden-armored ghost soared by three points at this moment. Even the body size exceeded that of the palm. The ghost roared, hugged the giant palm with both arms, and exerted the ghost's power to the extreme.

.

Rumble!

A loud sound was heard, and the huge palm condensed by Chu Jingtian's magic power, qi and blood, and true qi was actually shattered by him.

The uncontrolled huge energy suddenly exploded from the void, turning into a cloud ring, surging towards the surroundings!

At the same time, the golden armored ghost suddenly opened his right hand and covered Chu Jingtian's head. His palm was about ten feet wide, even if it was not as big as the previous giant palm, it would be very terrifying. If he was caught by

My palms are afraid they will be crushed like matchsticks.
To be continued...