This time, there is really no way to dodge, and even the Yin and Cold magical power is not enough to be used.
A harsh crackling sound began.
The skeleton of the City Lord Ku was made of. It was extremely hard. At first, it resisted the cutting of the Dragon Scale Sword, but it only slightly blocked it. Soon, a series of skeletons began to appear on the skeleton.
The cracks spread around instantly.
"It's outrageous!"
A angrily shout.
Above the white skeleton, black mist surging out, instantly submerging all over, and even twenty-four dragon scale swords.
The cutting sound came to an abrupt end.
Xiao Fan raised his hand and pointed, and with a loud bang, an electric arc at the bottom of the Thunder Tower flashed down, bombarding heavily on the black fog.
A sharp scream suddenly rang out.
In a blink of an eye, the black fog dissipated, and twenty-four dragon-scale swords flew out in all directions. In the black fog, white skeletons emerged, and countless cracks were spread across the surface of the skeleton. The next moment, they turned into pieces and then changed again.
As the ashes were flying ashes, a gust of cold wind blew and dissipated invisible.
"Where to escape?"
Mr. Bing suddenly shouted coldly, waved the banana fan in his hand, and another hot wave rolled forward.
I saw a very faint black shadow flashing in the debris and shooting towards the bottomless deep groove under my feet. There was a faint wave of spiritual power, which emanated from the black shadow. It turned out that it was this ghost and the skeleton.
At the moment of bursting, Li replaced Tao Zombie's strategy to escape and try to take the opportunity to escape.
Mr. Bing kept rushing to the side, and noticed something was wrong, so he immediately took action.
Unfortunately, it was a little late.
The middle-stage ghost of the Nascent Soul stage is not so easy to kill.
The rolling flame waves came to my face, and endless black fog suddenly emerged from the deep ditch. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a black ice wall, blocking the flame waves outside. The black shadow rotated and hid into the black fog, and then it was immediately
Condensing and forming, turning into a vague ghost.
"Xiao Fan, if you destroy my Dharma body, I want you to pay your life!"
The ghost couldn't stop rolling and roared angrily.
Without saying a word, Xiao Fan raised his hand and withdrew the Dragon Scale Short Sword. The Blade of the Flame Spirit emerged. He clasped his hands tightly and slashed out with one knife.
Under the attack of the flame wave, the black ice wall that had become much thinner was slashed by the light blue sword light, and it collapsed and cracked into countless pieces. The sword light did not hesitate and slashed straight towards the ghost shadow.
The shadow did not flash or avoid it, and the light blue knife slashed by, like a red knife cutting solidified butter. The black mist melted.
"Hmph, here, no matter how good you are, it will be a dead end..."
The voice of the Lord Ku City sounded from all directions, and the mighty "Yan Ling Slash" did not hurt him.
Immediately afterwards, a ball of black fog wrapped around two balls of ghost fire shot towards the dark deep groove.
"Old sir, the situation is wrong. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time."
Xiao Fan's face was solemn and said to Mr. Bing.
"Walk!"
Mr. Bing has also experienced a long battle formation. The experienced master immediately waved his banana fan, and the flames rolled out, swelling out in all directions.
Xiao Fan also waved the Yan Ling Blade and slashed it out with one sword.
The two joined forces and instantly opened a passage in the dense group of ghosts, and merged with Fan Ming and Wuwei Zhenren. Mr. Bing took the lead, Xiao Fan broke the back and flew over the Wuqing River. It was already known that it was the sky.
As ghosts in the mountain and underground world are at work, there is no need to fight to the end here. It is best to rush back to Jiuhua City as soon as possible to discuss countermeasures.
Before he could fly out of the abyss, he could hear the sound of killing above his head deafeningly.
The green light shone in Xiao Fan's eyes, and his magical power was at its peak. He saw countless ghosts squeaking over the Wuqing River, killing him with the Lord He and others. The power of the divine thought swept away, and even sensed several rays.
The spiritual power fluctuations of monks in the Nascent Soul stage.
These ghosts, who had no idea where they were ambushed, actually avoided the divine consciousness investigation of Xiao Fan and others.
Since the ghosts in the Seven Night Realm have arrived here, they are cunning and wise, and needless to say.
"These ghosts are really evil, they are not afraid of the sun..."
Wuwei Zhenren said in surprise.
Looking up, the sun shines brightly above the sky, not haze. The ghosts on the ground are surging and endlessly.
Xiao Fan also occasionally saw the figure of the monster from it.
But there are too many ghosts, and a small number of monsters are mixed in, which is not conspicuous at all. The ghosts and monsters "coexist" are also the characteristics of the underground world of Cangqiongshan.
"These are not pure ghosts, but ghosts summoned by demon cultivators who are proficient in ghost art in the Seven Nights. They are different from pure ghosts, but they are even more difficult to deal with. Many monsters in this wilderness may be caused by
The demon cultivators in the Qiye Realm became their accomplices.”
Wuwei Zhenren said: "Since that's the case, we must leave this place as soon as possible and rush back to Jinzhou City to prepare. Maybe it will be another new interface war..."
After all, he is worthy of being the rank of a sect. He is very thoughtful and consistent with Xiao Fan’s concerns.
"laugh--"
A shrill howl came to an abrupt end, as if a certain monster was killed with a knife.
Immediately afterwards, there was an extremely angry shout.
It turned out to be the leader of Lingyun Sect.
He could hear that he was injured.
"Be careful, the beast blood of these monsters is extremely corrosive. Don't let the beast blood be contaminated..."
Xiao Fan's head flashed with an inspiration, and he immediately remembered this. He couldn't help but shout. The Thunder Tower thundered with a loud bang, and a thick thunder slashed out, splitting a passage among the endless ghosts, and his body was filled with a thunderous sound.
Shifted, and arrived at the side of the leader of Lingyun Sect.
I saw that this middle-stage leader of the Nascent Soul who was usually fairy-like and very graceful, was in a mess at this moment. His left body was frustrated, and an unpleasant sour smell came to his nose. He was already injured and his breath changed.
It is very unstable.
"Fellow Daoist Gui, swallow this pill!"
Xiao Fan flipped his wrist and squeezed a bright red pill as big as a thumb into his hand, throwing it to the leader of Lingyun Sect.
The leader of Lingyun Sect is also a doctor who is proficient in Qihuang skills. However, in front of Xiao Fan, he naturally believed in the medical skills of the saint. He immediately took the pill and swallowed it without hesitation. In a moment, the hot body on his left was
The burning pain quickly disappeared, and I couldn't help but feel happy. I clasped my fists and urged Xiao Fan, saying, "Thank you, Doctor Xiao!"
Xiao Fan waved his hand and slashed it out with a backhand, splitting a close monster into two.
Under the high temperature of the "Yan Ling Slash", the demon blood of the monster had not splashed out, and the wound was burned into a charred ball, and two charred corpses fell to the ground.
"What kind of monsters are these? They are so vicious..."
The leader of Lingyun Sect shouted hatefully.
"These monsters have been transformed by the magic skills of Qiye Realm. They are extremely cruel and fearless and cannot be defeated. I will cut off the rear. Everyone will go back to Jiuhua City first and discuss."
"good!"
Seeing ghosts and monsters coming endlessly, everyone was already timid.
Fortunately, everyone has experienced a long battle formation and is extremely experienced. After just a brief discussion, they formed a breakthrough formation. Wuwei Zhenren, Fan Ming and others were in front, Xiao Fan and Mr. Bing cut off the back. Mr. Bing has the highest cultivation level.
Xiao Fan has a treasure in his body, which is a powerful tool to deal with ghosts and the best candidate for the rear.
"Hehehe, when I get here, I still want to leave? It's really a dream!"
A sharp ghost roar roared out of the Wuqing River, black fog rolled, two balls of ghost fires kept jumping, and their voices were extremely resentful.
The white skeleton was made by him who spent countless efforts to collect materials bit by bit in the sealed place. It has many wonderful uses. Before he could use it, it was destroyed by Xiao Fan. Why didn't he make him angry?
?Especially, Xiao Fan was just a mere Jindan stage cultivator more than ten years ago, and in a blink of an eye he was at the same level as him. How could he convince him?
What's more, Xiao Fan also has a resentful spirit and a treasure like the Nine Yin White Bone Ring must be taken back.
"Walk!"
Xiao Fanli didn't bother to pay attention to him and shouted softly.
Fan Ming and Wuwei Zhenren should first open the way. A group of nine people took care of each other and rushed towards Jiuhua City.
"Chase!"
"Catch up and kill them all, leaving no one..."
The sound of ghost roar is extremely harsh.
The ghosts and monsters squeaked, and waves higher and higher, and rushed towards everyone fiercely.
Nine people fought and left.
The main force that we have to face in this kind of breakthrough battle is behind us. Xiao Fan and Mr. Bing are obviously much heavier than the people ahead. Mr. Bing's face is calm, and he fanned out one by one,
The flames of fire waves followed by waves, with almost no interruption. Whether it is a ghost or a monster, the middle one will die immediately.
Xiao Fan could fully sense that this banana fan was a strange treasure, with great power, not inferior to the best magic weapon. Mr. Bing had been so powerful that he had been standing in Jinzhou for three hundred years. It was reasonable to have such a sharp magic weapon.
However, the greater the power of the magic weapon, the more mana it will consume. After taking action like this, there was no sign of fatigue at all, as if the magic power in the body was inexhaustible.
Xiao Fan couldn't help but secretly admire him.
He is worthy of being known as the true number one master in Jinzhou City and is truly well-known.
Xiao Fan praised Mr. B in his heart, but he didn't know that others were shocked and admired him. He saw lightning flashing above his head, and the lightning tower covered all nine people. Occasionally, a fish that escaped the net touched the power grid, and immediately
It turned into a stream of blue smoke, and the Yanling Blade in his hand slashed out one after another without stopping at all.
Each slash would clear out a large area of ghosts and monsters that were chasing with their heads. Their power was so great that it was not under Mr. Bing's banana fan.
This man appeared in Jinzhou City for the first time more than ten years ago. He was hired as a guest elder by Baixiong Gang. He was only in the late stage of Jindan cultivation. He went out and was chased. Not only did he run back alive, but he brought back two people.
The famous Nascent Soul Cultivator and hundreds of female disciples of the Tianmiao Palace, the Baixiong Gang's strength has increased greatly, and he himself has suddenly advanced to the middle level.
Logically, this inexplicable advancement should be extremely lucky. The real realm is at most comparable to the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator, and it is still in a stable stage. Who knew that his magic power was so powerful that it seemed to be as weak as Mr. Bing.
It's really unbelievable. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!