Just when Ye Fan was equipped, Bo Bo, the two spirit runes she had just thrown out had exhausted the power of the runes at the same time.

The black point of light continued to hit the suppression rune light, Ye Fan's body moved, and he pasted a spirit rune on the peachwood sword and rushed over, and the sword slashed out towards the gap between the black point of light and the beast-faced Buddha statue.

The black point of light was afraid of the peachwood sword's supreme yang qi, and retreated, and the wisps of black qi swam around the point of light like a swimming snake, making a sizzling sound.

As the black point of light retreated a little distance, the beast-faced Buddha statue seemed to be provoked, and the slightly open beast's mouth let out a dull but beastly roar like thunder in the nine heavens.

With just a roar, Ye Fan's body was suddenly chaotic, and his internal organs seemed to have been hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a little blood was sprinkled on the ground, like a blooming plum blossom.

Damn, just a roar made her vomit blood, and she must not be given a chance for the Nine-Winged Serpent Black Mist to completely break through the suppression charm, otherwise she would not even have room to resist.

But there is no suppression charm on her body, and it almost takes all her energy and vitality to draw this one, and there is no suppression charm, and other spirit runes can only be slightly powerful, but that power is like a mosquito bite, and it is completely unable to suppress the black mist of the nine-winged snake.

Ye Fan searched through the inheritance memory to see if there was a solution to it, what she could rely on now was the bloodline inheritance memory, and there was no foreign aid to find.

However, the bloodline inheritance memory is directly proportional to her strength, her strength is vomiting blood when she is roared, and the inheritance memory has not been able to deal with such a powerful existence.

Fortunately, with the improvement of the cultivation on the second floor, there are still a lot of things in the inheritance memory, especially the memory of the formation, such as the fact that she can set up a trapping talisman array around the apartment, which is dug out of the inheritance memory.

The thought was just a flash, and just as Ye Fan was thinking about how to lay down the talisman array, the black qi swimming around the black point of light shot towards her like a sharp arrow.

Ye Fan hurriedly activated his breath, injecting the vitality of the thunder attribute and yang attribute into the peach wood sword, and danced the sword in his hand to slash, slash, stab, and pick at the black qi that shot over......

The black gas surrounded her impenetrable, and her figure was like a dragon in it, and the body of the dancing peach wood sword was chic and neat, jumping up and down, and every time the sword stabbed out, a black gas would be scattered.

Her body style is not like the swordsmanship routine in traditional martial arts, each sword in the elegance has a kind of casualness, as if an ordinary person who does not know swordsmanship at all dances casually, but under a closer look, her steps are moving, her body is moving, and the sword moves are full of a special rhythm, implying that the Tao is natural, and the sword comes out at will.

Although the black gas was dispersed a lot by her, it was too much, and it was entangled, so that she couldn't spare her hand to lay a talisman array on the beast-faced Buddha statue, seeing that the runes on the suppression talisman had begun to dissipate, the black mist poured out little by little from the eyes of the beast glowing with red light, hovering over the head of the Buddha statue, and the entire study seemed to have entered the cold winter.

It can't go on like this.

Ye Fanya bit his teeth, hugged the sword around his chest, stepped on his feet, and the whole person spun and flew up, and the Zhiyang sword was surrounded by crackling thunder and lightning, and all the black qi close to her body was melted by the sword in an instant.

Ye Fan took advantage of the situation to jump, broke away from the encirclement of the black qi, twisted his waist in mid-air, and landed on the left side of the Bogu frame.

The beast-faced Buddha statue, the black light point and Ye Fan, forming a triangular confrontation.

Ye Fan was no longer blocked in front of the Bogu frame, and the black light flew over at the right time, eager to return to the beast-faced Buddha statue.

Although she didn't know why, Ye Fan wouldn't let the black light succeed, she put the peachwood sword in front of her, and wiped the index finger and middle finger of her left hand on the sword, and the blood was wiped on the sword, and it was absorbed cleanly, and the originally somewhat dim sword glowed again

The blood on Ye Fan's face faded, she gritted her teeth lightly, and as soon as she let go of the hand holding the sword, the peachwood sword with a full sword was out of her hand and headed towards the black point of light.

The black point of light was blocked again, as if he was angry, and the black qi was wisps after wisps, as if thousands of troops were about to shoot towards Ye Fan, as if they were about to tear her apart.

Ye Fan stepped on the gossip step, his thin lips moved lightly, his hands were sealed, and he pointed towards the peachwood sword in mid-air, only to see that the peachwood sword was immediately pulled by an invisible force, and turned his head towards the black qi.

Woohoo!

With the rotation of Ye Fan's fingers, the peachwood sword met the black qi, and danced in the air a few times, and the sword suddenly transformed into tens of millions of handles, forming an impermeable sword net, rushing into the black qi, like a meat grinder, squeezing the black qi to half a cent.

As the black qi continued to die, the black light gradually dimmed, but the situation on the side of the beast-faced Buddha statue was even more critical.

Ye Fan's lips were biting out blood, the ten-finger gesture was changing like a phantom, and the speed of the peachwood sword dancing faster and faster, until in the end, only the afterimage could be seen, and the sword was also becoming dim with the death of the black qi, and even a clicking sound could be faintly heard.

"Drink ......" Ye Fan shouted, thousands of sword shadows converged in an instant, and the peachwood sword carried the power of thunder and lightning, heading towards the black point of light, and everywhere it passed, the black qi was annihilated in the sound of sizzling.

As if knowing what Ye Fan was thinking, the beast-faced Buddha statue on the Bogu shelf suddenly shook violently, the beast's face became more and more hideous and terrifying, the red glow in the beast's eyes was like tumbling blood, and a deeper beast roar rushed out of the beast's mouth, with a faint sound like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

"Puff ......" Yang Tian squirted two mouthfuls of blood, Ye Fan took two steps back, but the seal of the knot on his hand did not change at all, and the seven orifices actually oozed blood, especially the ears, buzzing for a burst of tinnitus.

Rumble!

The peachwood sword pierced into the black point of light with the momentum of dying together, and exploded violently, and within the flames, Lu Qiulin's soul was calcined by the fierce fire like a broken candle in the wind, and the screams of pain were endless.

Ye Fan struggled to jump up, stretched out his hand, grabbed Lu Qiushuang's soul, and sent it into the soul domain.

When she landed, she staggered twice, barely stabilized her figure, clutched her chest and sprayed another mouthful of blood, her face was as white as a layer of snow, without any blood.

Before she could make the next move, as the black point of light and the peachwood sword 'died together', the beast-faced Buddha statue seemed to be aroused to the peak of anger, and the red light of the beast's eyes flickered as quickly as a short circuit, and the black mist that seeped out gathered more and more, directly enveloping the entire Bogu frame in the black mist.

Although it was covered by the black fog, she couldn't see the scene of the beast-faced Buddha statue, but the suppression talisman was drawn by Ye Fan herself, and even when she was making the talisman, in order to strengthen the power of the talisman, she also added her blood to the cinnabar, so she could clearly sense the situation inside.

The suppression charm is broken!