Xiao Fan ignored her and raised his hand and let out a light move. In the void, countless green sword shadows flashed, and the Tongtian sword formation emerged. The tip of the dragon scale sword was swallowing and spitting cold light, like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.
Since I am in the eyes of the general control array, the sword array has been ambushed a long time ago.
"Hehe, sword formation..."
The young woman in black dress glanced left and right, still smiling and didn't care.
"cut!"
Xiao Fan pinched his left hand, muttering something in his mouth, waved his right hand, and thirty-six dragon scale swords rolled towards the young woman in the black dress in the center of the sword formation.
With Xiao Fan's current cultivation level, the Tongtian Sword Formation has been considered a great sword formation. In the inferior interface, the single-player sword formation has reached such an extent, and it has been more contempt. After a hundred years of sacrifice
The sharpness of the Dragon Scale Sword has reached a new level and is almost invincible.
The young woman in black dress just smiled and stood there leisurely, ignoring the rolling dragon scale sword.
"Shit"
A slight sound like a crack passed by, the young woman in black dress was cut into pieces by thirty-six dragon scale swords.
There was no blood splattering everywhere, and no flesh and blood flew everywhere. I saw fragments of black dress flying all over the sky, like countless black butterflies, turning into black fog in a blink of an eye. When I closed it in the middle, the young woman in black dress appeared again.
Then he came out, standing there pretty, looking forward to his eyes and smiling with a charming smile.
"Your flying sword is very good. It is actually made of the dragon scales of the dragon dragon, and it combines your own mind and controls it from the heart. This magic weapon that can grow together with the master's cultivation level,
But it is very difficult to sacrifice and refine, and you are very lucky."
The young woman in black dress looked at the thirty-six dragon scale swords that appeared next to her again, and said with a smile.
It seems that this is not like fighting. Even friends are not so peaceful in their exchange of skills. It is simply like the master is guiding his apprentice.
"cut!"
Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and shouted softly.
The second floor of the thirty-six dragon scale sword continued to slash.
Xiao Fan has also seen many magical powers like the young woman in black dress. He is not surprised. However, a large amount of righteousness has been added to the second level of the sword formation. Since the other party claims to be the Tiangui clan,
Haoran is definitely right to deal with righteousness.
"Shit"
Another slight sound of cracking silk was heard, and the young woman in black dress was once again cut into countless pieces by the extremely sharp dragon scale sword.
But without any surprise, the black fog was reborn, and the young woman in black dress was still standing so pretty, looking at Xiao Fan, with a smile on her face, as if she felt that this matter was becoming more and more interesting.
"Brother. Your flying sword is really good, and it's not easy to refine it. Have you made up your mind to destroy them all to be willing to? By the way, I forgot to tell you that I actually belong to the Tiangui Clan
A branch of evil ghost clan.”
Xiao Fan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and the third layer of the dragon scale sword stopped in the air, and he refused to release it. Of course, he had sensed the abnormality of the seventy-two dragon scale swords in front, although it still looked on the surface.
The green light shines. The spiritual energy is full of energy, but the mental connection between Xiao Fan gradually becomes ethereal.
"Evil Technique?"
Xiao Fan whispered to himself.
He knew the evil technique, it was considered a genre of witchcraft, and it was the oldest, most mysterious and most feared one. It had almost disappeared in the Nanzhou Continent, even if it was the Yuanling Sect and the Qiye Realm.
Many witchcraft sects have rarely seen monks who practice evil techniques.
The young woman in black dress claimed to be the evil ghost clan, and Xiao Fan immediately thought of the evil technique.
No wonder even the Dragon Scale Sword, which he had already shared with each other for two hundred years, was polluted in an instant.
As soon as he understood this, Xiao Fan raised his hand without saying a word, and one hundred and eight dragon scale swords flew back. However, the seventy-two in front were obviously not very popular. Xiao Fan then forced his way
All the dragon scale swords were collected.
"Tsk tsk, boy, you are really confident... Since you know the evil technique, you dare to take back the short sword that has been contaminated by the evil technique so carelessly. Wouldn't you be afraid that your mind will be affected?"
The young woman in black dress did not stop Xiao Fan, but just shook her head and said in a whisper.
Xiao Fan said lightly: "Your evil skills are indeed powerful, but you can't help but underestimate the righteousness of my Wuji Sect."
"Yes, I almost forgot that you are the successor of Xiao Wuji, very powerful... Well, I won't advise you. Any tricks you have, let me take a good look at you.
How many Xiao Wuji's abilities have been passed down, don't let me down."
The young woman in black dress said with a smile.
Xiao Fan felt anger gradually rising in his heart. The beautiful face of the young woman in black dress became instantly ferocious and disgusting in his eyes. With his wrist turned, the blade of the flame spirit appeared, narrow and long
The sharp blade turned pale blue in a blink of an eye, and the temperature in the secret room suddenly increased countless times.
Fairy Jiuli, who had already gone beside him, hurriedly sacrificially raised the body-protecting spirit to block the sudden flame wave.
At the same time, a blue flame rose up on Xiao Fan's body and instantly turned into a "fireman".
He has already practiced the fourth level of the "Essence and Flame Art" to the realm of great success, and the pressure he gives people is even more than his own realm.
During the past century, Xiao Fan has been helping Yuan Qianqian advance. Only when he enters the Enlightenment Stage can Yuan Qianqian have the hope of recasting his body. Otherwise, he would have to survive as a fire spirit body.
As Qianqian advances, Xiao Fan himself must be proficient in the "Spiritual Flame Art".
With his qualifications as a chaotic spirit body and his mid-stage realm of the deity's spiritual enlightenment, it is not surprising that he has cultivated the fourth level of the "Essence and Flame Art" to the realm of great success in more than a hundred years.
The smile on the face of the young woman in black dress finally disappeared, her eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the Flame Spirit Blade in Xiao Fan's hand, and her eyes became solemn.
There is no doubt that she sensed the threat of the Flame Spirit Blade.
Whether it is a heavenly ghost, an evil ghost or an Yin ghost, as long as it is a ghost clan, it is impossible not to be afraid of the ultimate yang power. The difference is just the difference between the two sides in their cultivation. No wonder this boy in the lower realm dares to face him alone,
I am so calm and composed, and I really have something to rely on.
"Baby is a good baby, but it's hard to say if you can exert some power."
After a moment, the young woman in black dress once again showed an indifferent smile on her face and said charmingly.
"Your Excellency, just try it?"
Xiao Fan sneered, held up the Flame Spirit Blade with both hands, and slashed it hard.
"Yan Ling Slash"
A long dark blue sword light slashed straight down, and instantly arrived in front of the young woman in black dress. There was no time to dodge. The young woman in black dress was halved by everything. A black fog surged, and two young women in black dress emerged.
Out, the two are exactly the same, without any difference, both of them look at Xiao Fan with a sarcastic smile.
"Brother, but so, I was still shocked by you."
"Hmph, the lower realm is the lower realm. Can anyone really cultivate the ultimate yang true fire?"
Xiao Fan snorted coldly, flipped his wrist, and the sword light was rippling out, and endless dark blue sword lights flew out, instantly covering the young woman in black dress. Ruyi Bagua sword technique exerted its ultimate power.
Perhaps this young woman in black dress is right. The evil ghost clan in the upper realm must be restrained by the supreme yang true fire in the upper realm, but this is in the lower realm. No matter who it is, she will definitely be suppressed by the power of the interface, and many talented magical powers
Even if you can't use it, the fourth major achievement of the "Science Flame Art" is already the highest level that can be cultivated at the lower level. No ghost can completely ignore the power of this Science.
The young woman in black dress always pretended to be indifferent, but she just wanted to use her identity as a demon in the upper realm to cause psychological pressure to Xiao Fan.
How could such a small trick be effective in front of the real person of the Wuji Sect’s leader?
The knife light shone, the temperature in the secret room continued to grow, and the black fog rose up, gradually covering the secret room. There was no sign of a young woman in black dress, but she could still hear her relaxed and comfortable giggle.
, I was so happy that I was having fun, as if I was playing house with Xiao Fan.
"Brother, it's useless. I have already cultivated into a body of wish. Just like the indestructible body of Buddhism, it has the same effect. No matter how powerful you are, you can't kill me, so don't waste your energy.
Now, hehe..."
"Is that so? Then let's try other ones..."
Xiao Fan suddenly smiled lightly, his sleeves shook, and a cloud of gray flew out, and he turned into a six or seven-year-old girl, jumping happily.
"Born of a ghost?"
The charming voice that was originally relaxed and extremely relaxed suddenly turned into a scream, with a sharp scream and a piercing ear drum.
After all the ghosts saw the resentful spirit, the first reaction was like this. Xiao Fan was not surprised, but this time it seemed a little strange. There seemed to be no panic in the screams of the young woman in black dress.
The intention is mixed with indescribable ecstasy, as if suddenly I saw some top-quality treasure that is hard to find in a thousand years.
At the same time, the resentful spirit also screamed, but was extremely frightened. With a "swoosh", it turned into a cloud of gray again and shot towards Xiao Fan.
"Master, what is this? It's so scary..."
At this moment, Xiao Fan's mind screamed in panic.
Even though Master Xiao was always calm when he encountered problems, he was a little overwhelmed.
Will the resentful spirit be afraid of ghosts?
This is simply unimaginable.
In Xiao Fan's image, any ghost body, etc., is a good thing for the resentful spirit. Just swallow it clean with a big mouth. It is also during this continuous devouring process that resentful spirits are in full swing.
The spirit gradually grew up. Even the powerful souls like Venerable Jinpeng who came down from the upper realm were swallowed up by the resentful spirit without hesitation.
And now, the resentful spirit was so scared that he screamed.
Before Xiao Fan could react, the ubiquitous black fog rolled forward and surrounded the gray clouds in a flash.
The resentful spirit was so scared that he screamed again, and the dark soul gathering bowl appeared. Huiyun immediately shrank into the soul gathering bowl and refused to show up again. (To be continued.)