The fog was thick ahead, and a ghostly figure gradually emerged.
This man was dressed in white from top to bottom, and even his face was extremely pale, without any blood.
Although it was the first time for Tang Fan to see this face, he could tell just by listening to the voice that he was the soul that Bai Yu escaped last time.
It seems that he used the remnant soul to seize a new body, and took advantage of Tang Fan's greed for money to lure him into a trap.
"I said, I will come back to you..."
Bai Yu looked at Tang Fan with his empty eyes and said in surprise: "Your cultivation has improved again. This body is a gift from God to me!"
"dream!"
Tang Fan snorted coldly and immediately opened his sea of consciousness to launch a mental attack on him.
Tang Fan's sea of consciousness has reached the second level of Dzogchen, and he possesses powerful power of divine consciousness.
Bai Yu knew that Tang Fan's spiritual consciousness was powerful, so he quickly made a secret and released black tobacco. This tobacco had the power of ghosts and instantly wrapped him up to resist Tang Fan's spiritual consciousness.
"You've made progress too!"
Tang Fan smiled slightly, and with a thought, a thick thunder suddenly came down and hit Bai Yu directly.
But just as the thunder struck down, Tang Fan suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he was so startled that he immediately dodged.
"Bang!"
A black hand flew out and grabbed Tang Fan's ear.
Tang Fan looked back and was surprised again: "You... Chai Jiahong!"
"Do you think I'm dead? Haha..."
Chai Jiahong's whole body was filled with a sense of death, and some parts of his body were even rotten.
Especially his head, which was obviously attached later and had a circle of blood marks on it.
However, his soul seems to be not only very energetic, but also much stronger than before.
"I didn't expect that you would take on another apprentice!"
Tang Fan glanced at Bai Yu and understood immediately.
After Ma Xin cut off Chai Jiahong's head last time, he must have been targeted by Bai Yu, who revived him through ghost cultivation while his soul was still alive.
Therefore, the current Chai Jiahong is also a body with a remnant soul.
"Ye Tang, it's time for an end between you and me!"
Chai Jiahong opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood. The blood filled the air and turned into a big sword, shooting straight towards Tang Fan's mind.
"Ghost Sword!"
Chai Jiahong roared, and then his spirit shrank. It was obvious that this secret technique had done a lot of damage to him.
Tang Fan saw the evil of this sword. Its power was not on the surface, but it emitted a suction force that stole life. As long as ordinary monks were touched by it, their life force would be strongly absorbed by it.
"It's just an evil heretic!"
Tang Fan snorted coldly, and instead of dodging, he rushed towards Chai Jiahong.
"You are looking for death!"
Chai Jiahong's soul screamed. He didn't expect Tang Fan to dare to charge forward.
"What an idiot. Even if your body and consciousness are strong, you can't control the dissipation of life! Unless...what!"
Behind him, Bai Yu smiled sinisterly, then opened his eyes wide.
I saw that Tang Fan took the initiative to raise his chest and hit the Ghost Sword!
"Bang!"
The Ghost Sword exploded and turned into black blood again, wrapping around Tang Fan's body.
But the moment it exploded, a layer of light flashed outside Tang Fan's body, preventing the black life-devouring blood from intruding at all!
"This is impossible! How could it be..."
Bai Yu's face was full of disbelief. Logically speaking, the physical body cannot stop the erosion of the Ghost Sword...
But Tang Fan practiced the Panshan Sutra, was protected by dragon scales, and awakened his immortal body. How could they understand it?
"die!"
Regardless of the blood on his body, Tang Fan took a step forward, his cultivation exploded, and he appeared in front of Chai Jiahong in an instant.
"Master, save me!"
Chai Jiahong's physical combat power is almost zero. Only Yuanshen has inherited some of the skills of ghost cultivators and still has some strength.
But after all, he has just entered the path of ghost cultivation, and his strength is far inferior to that of Bai Yu, who can be called the first-level ancestor.
"Thank you for reminding me that when I kill someone in the future, I must kill the soul!"
Tang Fan's eyes were full of murderous intent, he raised his hand and used the flame claw, and suddenly pinched Chai Jiahong's head.
"The soul is unsheathed!"
Bai Yu shouted. He was very fast and pointed towards Tang Fan.
In an instant, countless little ghosts emerged from the surrounding mist and pounced on Tang Fan ferociously.
Tang Fan knew how powerful these brats were, so he was slightly distracted, causing the Flame Claw to slow down.
The moment he pinched Chai Jiahong's head, a white light took the opportunity to fly out.
"Bang!"
Chai Jiahong's head was crushed and turned into blood mist.
"Ye Tang!"
The white light let out a shrill cry and gradually formed a floating figure, vaguely resembling Chai Jiahong.
It flew towards Bai Yu and said flatteringly: "Master, please help me kill him!"
"Don't worry, I will not only kill him, but also take away his body!"
Bai Yu made a gesture with his fingers, and a line of tobacco appeared, like a rope, and tightly trapped Chai Jiahong's soul when he wasn't paying attention.
"Master, you..."
"Good disciple, it is your honor to be my nourishment!"
Bai Yu opened his mouth and sucked in, and Chai Jiahong's soul turned into a white light again, and was swallowed by him forcefully.
"Ah...Bai Yu, you despicable villain, you..."
Chai Jiahong panicked for a moment, but was unable to fight back and was quickly swallowed by Bai Yu.
Poor Chai Jiahong, first he was a licking dog, then he became psychologically distorted, and now he is being plotted against, it is really pitiful!
However, poor people also have hateful aspects, and he brought all this on himself.
Bai Yu's expression was shaken, and his energy was stronger than before.
"We ghost cultivators are not as troublesome as your cultivation. As long as we devour the remaining souls, we can be replenished..."
Bai Yu licked his lips, as if he was thinking about it.
"Crack!"
There was a sudden explosion in the sky, and an extremely violent thunder shot towards Bai Yu.
"Hmph, even if you have a pure Yang body, I have found a way to deal with it now!"
Bai Yu dodged and the thunder struck behind him.
But before he could be happy, his expression suddenly changed. A small black sword appeared in front of him at some point and stabbed his chest in an instant.
"Little tricks!"
Bai Yu's eyebrows flashed and he shot out a white light to block the small black sword.
"Bang!"
The white light was extremely cold air, and it suddenly enveloped the small sword, making it unable to move forward.
"boom!"
The little sword finally collapsed and turned into nothingness.
"That's all you have...ah!"
Bai Yu let out a scream, his eyes shrank, and he looked extremely painful.
"Your power of consciousness has become so much stronger!"
Bai Yu knew that Tang Fan's cultivation had improved, but he didn't know that he had been cultivating his spiritual consciousness recently!
Long before Bai Yu resisted Xiaojian, Tang Fan had already released his mental suppression through the two levels of consciousness.
But Bai Yu himself is a ghost cultivator, and his spiritual consciousness is not bad. He can only suppress it for a few breaths.
But this little time is enough for Tang Fan!
Taking advantage of Bai Yu Yuanshen being suppressed, he immediately threw the sky-cutting flying sword, like a fire dragon, piercing his body.
Then, he clenched his fist and punched out!
"boom……"
The shadow of the fist followed the flying sword and instantly formed a deadlock against Bai Yu.
"It's a big deal that we don't need this body anymore!"
Bai Yu's eyebrows moved. Just before the Sky-Destroying Flying Sword stabbed his body, his soul escaped.
"Bang!"
The flying sword passed through Bai Yu's body and immediately burned half of his body.
"Bang!"
Then, the fist light also struck, causing the other half of the body to dissipate into nothingness, leaving not even the dregs left.
"Now, it's my turn to fight back!"
Bai Yu's strength relies entirely on his soul, and he has no regrets about his physical body being destroyed.
Just as he was about to use the method of ghost cultivation, the little man transformed from the soul suddenly trembled, as if he sensed something terrible.
"What's this!"
Bai Yu looked around, obviously there was nothing, but it made his soul extremely frightened.
"Yin Talisman... Soul Sealing!"
Tang Fan smiled slightly and saw fluctuations invisible to the naked eye occurring in the void. Countless Yin talismans appeared out of thin air, instantly invading Bai Yu's soul!