The breeze rises suddenly, and the shadows of the trees are swaying, like a hundred ghosts walking at night with teeth and claws, and under the silver-white moonlight, it is even more weird!

On the horizon, a dark cloud arrived, covering the white moonlight and plunging the Fire Temple in front of it into darkness.

The abrupt change made the two who were cultivating open their eyes in vain and looked out of the door vigilantly.

Outside the door was an endless black, inky night, as if there was a devouring demon body lurking in the darkness.

"Who would have thought that Bai Xiucai, who walked out of here back then, would be the number one thief who stole all over the world, who would have thought that this thief would steal into the most mysterious Lost God Temple in the Shenfu Continent, and successfully entered the Fire God Temple!"

Outside the door, ghosts were ghostly, like ghosts sneaking around, and ethereal voices came from all directions, as if countless ghosts were talking at the same time around the fire temple in the dark.

Chen Fan got up, hugged his chest interestingly and watched the darkness flying outside the door, and the reflection of the golden crow appeared behind him.

"Once, I thought that story was nothing more than to fool mortals, but now...... I'm kind of convinced!"

A faint voice sounded in the darkness, making it impossible to figure out where it was: "Maybe there is really an enemy outside the sky, or maybe there are really visitors from outside the sky to help the god of fire destroy the enemy outside the sky......"

The ghost in the darkness suddenly let out a string of eerie laughter, seemingly disdainful.

"But I only believe that if it is not my race, its heart will be different, even if it is a visitor from heaven, even if it is a god who once ruled this world, it is not my race......"

The ghostly ghost suddenly emitted a powerful murderous aura, which was like substance, blowing open the door of the Fire Temple and blowing the candle in front of the statue green.

"Therefore, since it is not my race, then please go to your death......"

The moment the words fell, there was an incomparably strong fluctuation of vitality outside the door, and the darkness that had been gathering for a long time poured into it.

"Chirp ......" The reflection of the golden crow behind Chen Fan hissed abruptly, breaking the dark tranquility!

The wind rose suddenly, as if it were stormy, but the clouds under the moon never moved their position, obscuring the moon's silvery light.

On this night, the original tranquility of the town was suddenly broken, and the sleeping residents were awakened by the ghostly and gloomy laughter.

A bold man got up quietly, pushed open the window, and found that it was as dark as thick ink outside, and he couldn't see his fingers, and there were various sounds in the darkness, which frightened the man so much that he quickly closed the window, jumped into the bed, and held his woman shivering.

Then, a birdsong broke the sound of ghosts sneaking through the night.

It seems that a divine beast has descended, fighting with the ghosts in the dark, and the fight is very fierce, and the sound of supernatural power explosions is constantly coming out of the darkness, as well as the roar of the divine beast.

On top of the tall tower in the town, the old man got up and looked at the fire temple outside the town.

There is the place where the supernatural power fluctuates the most, he is a monk, and his knowledge is far greater than that of the residents, he doesn't know if there are ghosts and gods in this world, but there are extremely powerful monks in this world, and there are many powerful people who burn the sky and boil the sea with their hands.

It's just that he can't understand why this remote and backward town has been so lively in recent years, and the incomparably powerful monks come every once in a while, breaking the quiet life of the town.

In the fire temple, a three-legged golden crow fluttered its wings, a body of fire burned, forcing back the darkness, the sharp claws seemed to be fighting the demon god in the dark, the claws kept buckling towards the darkness, and the beak of the mouth continued to spew out the sun essence fire, burning the darkness.

Chen Fan's body is full of qi and blood, the qi and blood are tumbling and boiling, and if the golden crow in front of him is injured, he will get his qi and blood supply in time to repair the injury.

Thirteen zhang golden body Chen Fan has already touched the threshold, and cultivated with the Golden Crow Induction Chapter, although he has not yet reached the realm of integration, but the strength of the Golden Crow body he has cast has increased by more than one grade.

In the Lost Temple, he cast the Golden Crow against the enemy, the Golden Crow is his qi and blood, and when he is hit by the supernatural power, the qi and blood will dissipate, and the supernatural power is defeated, but now, his golden crow can last for a long time, and can fight with the master in the dark several times without extinguishing.

"Old friend, I didn't expect you to be the first to find here, I still think...... I can live happily for a few more days, but I didn't expect that the Nether Prince back then was really as smart as rumored!"

Chen Fan urged Xiu Wei to break through the sea of blood behind him with all his might, and said leisurely: "However, this time you miscalculated, even if you dare to break in alone, aren't you afraid of dying without a corpse?"

There are countless powerhouses in the Divine Mansion Continent, but there are few ghost cultivators, and the most famous of them are the Netherworld Prince and the Red Ghost King!

The former is a reputation that comes out with a punch and a kick, and his strength is undoubted, entering the Lost Temple, being trapped in the trap of the Fire Temple for dozens of years, and now his cultivation is even more unfathomable!

And the Red Ghost King was chased and killed by the entire Shenfu Continent, and the reputation of escaping, whether it was the Fire God Temple or the Lost God Temple, they once wanted to win over this "Tianzun" master, but in the end they had to hunt each other down until many years ago...... There was one more thief in the Shenfu Continent, which made his reputation a little smaller.

Tonight's battle can only be done by ghost cultivators, whether it is a dark night as thick as ink, or a ghost walking by a hundred ghosts at night. And the two most famous ghost cultivators, the Red Ghost King is by Chen Fan's side, naturally there is no need to doubt it, and the remaining one does not need to be doubted, the only one who has an enmity with them is the ghost cultivator Netherworld Prince!

"Are there no dead bodies?"

In the darkness, the Netherworld Prince was like a three-headed and six-armed demon god, resisting the attack of the three-legged golden crow with all his might, and sneered, "Are you talking about yourself?"

The moon has traveled westward, but the residents of the town have not slept all night, and the violent fluctuations have been resounding in the sky above the town, and from time to time there are the screams of the divine beasts and the screams of ghosts, which make people dare not sleep!

Chen Fan looked at the sky outside the window and said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, then die!"

Chen Fan stepped on his footsteps, and the whole person shot out, and at the moment when he broke through the air, a spear in his hand rushed to thunder and lightning, and suddenly stabbed into the darkness.

Seeing this, the Red Ghost King actually lay down in front of the statue, looking at the fighting method in the darkness in front of him with great interest.

In the darkness, although the golden crow could dispel part of the darkness, it could not completely dispel the darkness, only to see a thumping sound coming from it, and there was constantly darkness pouring out, like a fist, and like a spear.

The battle in the darkness continued, and the Netherworld Prince gradually became a little difficult to resist, and he needed to fight against the three-legged golden crow cast by Chen Fan, and he had to fight against the elusive spear in his hand.

"Junior...... Do you dare to leave your name?" The Nether Prince asked loudly when he saw that it was not the Red Ghost King who made the other party's move.

"If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, grandpa Chen Fan!" In this world, except for the Red Ghost King, no one knows his details, and he doesn't care much about such things as identity.

Chen Fan stabbed out with a single shot, piercing the Netherworld Prince, who was trying his best to avoid the Golden Crow, but unfortunately it was only his arm that was pierced.

"Little ghost, the green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, he will meet you when the Japanese prince comes again!" Outside, the darkness broke away like a tide.

And the dark clouds under the moon were also blown away by the wind, and the silver-white moonlight shone down again, stretching the shadows on the ground very long, and the breeze floated, and the shadows of the trees on the ground floated like ghosts.

The darkness quickly receded, into the shadows under the trees.

Deep in the mountains far away from the Fire Temple, the darkness dispersed, and the Netherworld Prince was covered in blood, his clothes were torn by his claws, and the bullying broke through the blood stains, and blood continued to flow out.

"Visitors from Heaven...... It's really amazing, in such a short period of time, the imitation of the golden crow is so superb!"

The Nether Prince's eyes were even more greedy: "Three-legged golden crow...... Prince Ben must get him. ”

In the Fire God Temple, the vision of qi and blood behind Chen Fan disappeared, and the three-legged golden crow projection also dissipated, returning to the original appearance of Bai Xiucai.

"It seems that the Nether Prince is not dead yet. ”

Chen Fan looked to the east, where the fish's belly was already white, and the sun's rays rendered the clouds in the sky, which was very beautiful.

The Red Ghost King lay under the statue and said lazily: "After all, it is an ancient divine beast, who can die?

At this time, the town is strange and abnormal because the chickens do not crow and the dogs do not bark.

A brave man secretly pushed open the window, revealing a crack, looked out of the window, and saw that the darkness outside had receded and the sky was white, and only then did he let go of his nervousness.

The tension was relaxed, and soon they became sleepy, and the men returned to the bed, and fell asleep with their women in their arms.

In the city, the most relaxed person is probably the old man who is the most powerful aboriginal of this town, he has a certain obligation to protect the safety of the town.

But last night's supernatural fluctuations were obviously not something that he could compete with as a small knot master, and if those two fought in the town, I am afraid that the entire town would be destroyed.

Thankfully, the battle took place in a ruined temple outside the town, not inside the town.