How is it possible to become a demon in seven days and turn into a fierce spirit?

Feeling the yin evil that has been condensed into substance, Ye Fan's heart fell straight into the abyss, Li Ling is different from the saying of the deceased, Li Ling has no consciousness of his own, only controlled by the yin and evil spirit, and the powerful spirit is comparable to the fourth-level deceased.

Hell, she is a messenger who has not yet passed the internship period, and she has never even seen a second-level deceased, so she has to fight against Li Ling!

Except for reciting the blessing of the ancestors, she really didn't know what to say.

Swish!

Since you don't know what to say, let's just do it!

At this moment, she didn't know if she should be glad that Zhao Rui sealed Li Qiaojing with the spirit sealing evil technique, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to move.

Ye Fan took out the peachwood sword behind his back, aimed it at Zhao Rui, stomped on his feet, and the peachwood sword containing vitality stabbed straight over.

Zhao Rui's whole face completely turned into Li Qiaojing, his eyes had no eyeballs, only a piece of blood red, and his whole body was full of blood, turning into a raging blood flame lingering around his body.

Ye Fan's peachwood sword pierced into the blood flames as if it was stuck in a mire, stagnant, and unable to pull it out.

"Heheha ......" With Li Qiaojing's weird laughter, the blood flame spread along the peach wood sword towards Ye Fan's arm.

Ye Fan was startled, raised his left, and threw four 'Spirit Transformation Runes' between his fingers towards the blood flame.

"Heh......" The blood flame rolled violently, making a sizzling melting sound.

Feeling the loosening of the blood flame, Ye Fan turned the "Dao Yuan Jue", penetrated the vitality into the peachwood sword, and then suddenly provoked it upward.

I only heard the sound of hissing like a cloth tearing, and the raging blood flames that lingered around Zhao Rui were cut open, and the evil wind surged out, and countless skeleton evil spirits pounced on Ye Fan.

Thanks to the mysterious boss, in the face of the dense skeleton evil spirits that pounced, Ye Fan didn't feel scared at all, they were the cute skeleton expressions in her eyes.

"Drink. With a loud shout, Ye Fan held the peachwood sword, danced, and flew skeletal evil spirits, turning into blood mist under her sword.

The more skeletons and evil spirits she slashed, the more the blood mist became, but she couldn't avoid it, gradually, the blood mist completely enveloped her, and from the outside, it looked like a large blood chrysalis, and the surrounding of the large blood chrysalis was frost condensed by the evil qi.

"Heheha......" The blood flames around Zhao Rui's body dissipated, revealing his terrifying appearance, flying with flamboyant wig long hair, and half of his distorted face was his own face, half of which was Li Qiaojing's face painted with makeup when he died, like a face sculpture reshaped together, and the man's sturdy figure was wearing a women's blood-red suspender nightdress.

It's terrifying and spicy.

Looking at the large blood chrysalis that was completely wrapped and frozen, Zhao Rui raised his head and laughed, his blood-red eyes turned out two eyeballs, with madness and hatred.

Click, click!

The surface of the frost condensed by the Yin Qi cracked one after another, like a cracked ice surface.

Zhao Rui's laughter stopped abruptly, his blood-red eyes shot a venomous light, his face twisted and squirmed again, Li Qiaojing's face with his mouth wide open and roaring protruded, and the yin aura around him increased a little more.

At this moment, there was a bang!

The blood mist burst into the sky, and in the mist, Ye Fan held a peachwood sword, his arms outstretched, and the whole person spun and flew up from the blood mist.

In mid-air, a backplane flipped, broke through the blood mist, and headed straight for Zhao Rui.