Thinking like this, Ye Fan gave up the idea of simply using magic, and with a twist of the sword in his right hand, the hundred-year-old peachwood sword full of the breath of the sun was horizontal in front of him, and the black mist monster roared louder with some fear.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth raised a dangerous smile, and with a flip of the palm of her left hand, an inferior glass bottle appeared in her hand, which contained coagulated blood and was black-colored, which was the black dog blood she gave at the beginning of the store where she bought yellow rune paper on Taobao, saying that it was the blood of an authentic black soil dog in the countryside, and she didn't know whether it was true or not, and she didn't have a chance to use it, so she kept it on the shelf.

This time she turned it out again, with her shallow knowledge, this bottle should be black dog blood, but it is unknown whether it is authentic.

The blood of the black dog is the treasure of restraining the femininity, even if it is a mongrel, it is better than nothing.

Because of improper preservation, the black dog blood that had been placed for a long time had completely coagulated, Ye Fan held the glass bottle in the palm of his hand, urging the vitality, and saw that the black dog blood coagulated in the glass bottle gradually rose into mist, gradually softened, and finally became a viscous liquid state.

The thumb flicked the cap of the bottle, and suddenly a foul smell wafted out without warning, almost killing her.

Holding his breath, Ye Fan poured the black dog's blood on the peachwood sword, and with a twist of his wrist, he slashed towards the surrounding black fog monsters, and suddenly saw the golden light of the peachwood sword bursting out, like a round of golden sun, the black fog monster screamed and dissipated, and the suffocating sense of oppression decreased sharply.

Ye Fan's dark eyes flashed brightly, the power of this black dog's blood was so great, it seemed that the shopkeeper really didn't lie to her.

With the blessing of black dog blood, coupled with the hundred-year-old peachwood sword, when Ye Fan's wrist flipped, all the black mist monsters retreated, and a vacuum area was separated around her.

Ye Fan's footsteps did not stop, following the perception of the magnetic aura, and walked briskly towards a room deep in the corridor, where there was an aura that made her heart beat uneasily.

Standing at the door of the room, Ye Fan did not hesitate, raised a foot and kicked the door open, before she could see the scene in the room, she already had a glowing spirit talisman between her fingers, and shot into it the moment the door was kicked open.

"Roaring ......" like the roar of an evil dragon, the roar shook the breath in her body, raised her eyes to look over, and saw a black mist monster condensed by the black mist like a black dragon was roaring at her with its mouth open, the dragon body rolled, and a spirit rune in front of the dragon head was pasted in the void, and the rune flickered, shooting into the black fog dragon, making the dragon head twist for a while, and the black fog dissipated a little.

The aura of this black fog dragon was much stronger than the black fog monster outside the room, and with its roar, the other black fog monsters outside the room all retreated a few meters, obviously not daring to take its power.

Fortunately, she had just prepared, this black fog dragon was silent behind the door, if she didn't pay more attention just now, and shot out the spirit rune at the moment of opening the door, let this black fog dragon rush up, her talisman would have been broken all the time, even if she was protected by more heavy body vitality, she would have to be seriously injured.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous.

Ye Fan patted her chest, the aftershock did not disappear, but the look on her face did not relax a little, she held the peach wood sword in her hand, and used the thunder and lightning attribute vitality in her body, the peach wood sword that was already glowing with golden light suddenly burst into a brighter light, and there was a faint sound of thunder and electricity, and the blazing light made the black mist monster outside the room howl and retreat a few meters further, and directly withdrew out of the corridor.

"Drink ......" shouted, Ye Fan didn't wait for the Black Mist Dragon to break her spirit rune, she held the peachwood sword and stabbed it, she wouldn't stand stupidly and wait for the Black Mist Dragon to attack first, let alone think that a single spirit rune could solve this Black Mist Dragon.

The peachwood sword stabbed at the head of the black fog dragon with the masculine momentum of cutting all the yin and evil, taking advantage of the good opportunity of the black fog dragon being temporarily controlled by the spirit rune, this sword stabbed past without hindrance, and went straight into the head of the black fog dragon, and the thunder and lightning attribute vitality went straight into the depths of the black fog dragon with the momentum of tyranny.

"Roar. The head of the black fog dragon dragon actually showed a look of pain, raised its head and roared, and the black fog rolled even more violently.

Splatter!

The spirit rune attached to the head of the black mist dragon couldn't hold it and burst open, and the black mist dragon ignored the peachwood sword that pierced its skull, and opened its black mouth to devour Ye Fan condescendingly.

Ye Fan's face was pale, she was as small as an ant in front of the Black Mist Dragon, and it was not a wise move to shake the edge.

With the tap of his toes, Ye Fan stepped back with his strength, and the hand holding the peachwood sword also retreated.

But the Black Mist Dragon did not let her go, and swooped down at a faster speed, and when he was about to devour her little man into it, he saw Ye Fan's waist with a force, his body twisted to ninety degrees, the lower half of his body did not move, and the upper body swept under the mouth of the Black Mist Dragon Dragon, and at the same time, the peachwood sword in his hand slashed upwards and slashed through the jaw of the Black Mist Dragon.

Like a sharp blade cutting through the black cloth, with the momentum of thunder and lightning, crackling and exploding, the black mist gushed out from the jaw that had been cut, and the black fog dragon shook its tail and roared wildly, obviously this blow was not light.

Although the Black Mist Dragon is only a condensation of black mist, not a real black dragon, it has the characteristics of a dragon, and its jaw is its weak point, as the black mist pours out, the black mist of the black fog dragon body becomes a little thinner.

Ye Fan hit with a blow, and when the black mist dragon was injured, he bent his waist at ninety degrees, stepped on his feet, and the whole person slid towards the direction of the dragon's tail.

Ye Fan withdrew from the black dragon's attack range and straightened up, the black fog dragon roared and twisted and rolled in front of her eyes, the dragon's body became smaller, but it was more condensed, and a pair of dragon eyes glowed with an evil red glow, as if a real dragon was alive.

As the Black Mist Dragon became smaller, Ye Fan could see the faint layout of the room, behind the Black Mist Dragon loomed was a solid wood desk, behind the desk there was a boss chair, and then there seemed to be a Bogu shelf behind it.

Here, it seems, is the bar owner's office.

Ye Fan's eyes stared at a hidden place behind the black fog dragon, and suddenly his heart was beating like a drum, the blood in his whole body was cold, the vitality in his body was churning, and the Tai Chi beads were spinning rapidly, and there was a faint tendency that he couldn't suppress it.

Ye Fan's heart was shocked, his fingertips pinched his palm fiercely, held his mind, and used the "Dao Yuan Jue" to suppress the Tai Chi beads and vitality that were about to move, calm the breath in his body, and his dark eyes were staring at the color of vigilance.

She knew in her heart that the secret she wanted to find out was behind the Black Mist Dragon, and if she wanted to find out the secret, she had to deal with the obstructive Black Mist Dragon first.

Ye Fan's eyes showed a fierce color, he held a peachwood sword in his right hand, raised his left hand, and held a spirit rune between his fingers, with a wave of his robe sleeves, the spirit rune flew up, the sword came out, and stabbed on the spirit rune, and the spirit qi of the sword body talisman lingered, stabbing towards the black mist dragon with the momentum of piercing the heavens.

Once again, she took the initiative, and from the moment she entered the room, the rhythm was always in her hands.