Any formation has weaknesses, except for destroying the formation eye, as long as you kill the person who sets up the formation, the formation will not be self-defeating.

Zhang Fan concluded that these seven ghost cultivators had laid a formation that was enough to kill a half-step Jindan with the strength of the seventh layer of the foundation, and their lifespan would definitely be affected.

Although ghost cultivators are not afraid of death, and souls can continue to cultivate, fierce spirits and ghosts are rampant here, and it is originally the most ferocious and evil place.

If they really want to die here, their souls will be eaten by the Yin soldiers and dark soldiers recruited by the formation.

Within a few breaths, Zhang Fan thought of a way to break the formation, and he was in his chest.

Outside the Yin Fu Ghost Evil Array, the seven ghost cultivators such as the first ghost didn't know that a catastrophe was coming, and laughed arrogantly outside:

"This kid is really defenseless and fell into our formation! No matter how much he struggles, he is doomed to die!"

"Since he killed the water monkey, it would be a pity to refine him easily, it is better to refine him into a corpse puppet and use it for us!"

Before he died, he already wanted to refine him into a corpse puppet?

Zhang Fan sneered, turned into a shocking Hong, and suddenly rose into the air, and the righteous qi around his body continued to incorporate the ghost qi, and dispersed into a more blazing glory.

I saw that the Yin Fu Ghost Formation was immediately strongly affected.

Before the door of the underworld was opened, the Yin Soldier retreated as if he had met a nemesis, not daring to show his head rashly.

What a huge project it is to control the Yin Soldiers and Underworld, and the hearts and minds of the seven are all tied to them.

When the Yin Soldier lost control, the seven of them felt a heavy hammer on their hearts, and a mouthful of essence blood couldn't help but spurt out.

As soon as the opportunity came, Zhang Fan concentrated on one point, punched hard, and forcibly broke out of the formation!

The moment they came out of the formation, while they were being counterattacked, Zhang Fan's figure flashed, and appeared behind a person, which meant that a ghost cultivator was abolished.

A moment later, the Yin Fu Demon Evil Array was completely broken, and the lifespan of the seven ghost cultivators was also drastically shortened, and their gray hair was gray, and they fell to the ground with withered eyes, and they could only survive weakly.

"Tell me, how do you know about this place?"

Zhang Fan didn't need to look at it to know that they had committed many injustices, and their retribution by God had come, and their life expectancy was short.

Before they could breathe before their spirits could overflow, they quickly drank and asked how they had come to be.

The ghost gasped heavily, only feeling tired and distracted like never before, who didn't know that he had kicked the iron plate this time.

Seeing that Zhang Fan's face was not red and out of breath, and he still had the strength to clean them up, for fear of being beaten to pieces, the ghost hurriedly explained:

"We came here based on the records of our predecessors in the sect. ”

"When the ancestor of the sect traveled to Yunhai City, he recorded what he saw and heard, and suspected that there was a seal of resentment in the ** mass grave, but unfortunately he was killed by vendetta before he could verify whether there was a seal. ”

"We were sent by the sect to find out if this seal was true or not. ”

"If it is true, we will extract the resentment and remnant soul back to the Yin Spirit Sect, but how can we be blessed to encounter this kind of treasure land before, and when we see this, we can't help but absorb and refine it first to improve our strength. ”

In addition to the Ghost King Sect, there is also a Yin Spirit Sect to which the ghost cultivator belongs.

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed, and he asked further: "What is the origin of your Yin Spirit Sect, and how many years has it been established?"

"The Yin Spirit Sect was established two hundred years ago, as for the origin of the sect master...... We don't even know at the bottom. ”

"I have already explained what I know, please raise your noble hand and let us go. ”

As soon as the ghost said, he forcibly supported his aging body and wanted to kowtow to Zhang Fan and beg for mercy.

Zhang Fan glanced at them contemptuously and killed them all with a wave of his hand.

"Ghosts and evil cultivators, living in the world is a scourge, I will not spare when I see it. ”

"It's a pity that only half of these fierce ghosts are left. ”

Seeing these ghost cultivators disappear after their deaths, Zhang Fan still felt puzzled.

In their hearts, they remembered the Yin Spirit Sect to which they belonged, and thought that they would destroy the entire sect in the coming day and comfort the souls of the dead in the sky.

"By the way, I heard a ghost cultivator say earlier that they have mastered a magic weapon that is very good at resentment. ”

After muttering, Zhang Fan's expression moved, and he rummaged through the storage rings and magic weapons left by the ghost cultivator, and really found a crystal jade ruler with a dark green body.

This jade ruler couldn't help but tremble as soon as he felt the resentment emitted by the fierce ghosts, and with Zhang Fan's eyesight, he could see the true use of the jade ruler at a glance.

It should be a Taoist magic weapon, but it can be a ghost that surpasses the wrongs, and somehow fell into the hands of these ghost cultivators, and it became a magic weapon for treasure hunting.

With a sigh, Zhang Fan erased the residual imprint left on it by the ghost cultivator, dripped a drop of his own blood, and directly sacrificed it after refining it on the spot.

"It just so happens that I'm still worried about how to settle you remaining fierce ghosts, with this magic weapon, I can help you get rid of your grievances in one fell swoop and live a lifetime. ”

With his eyes closed, Zhang Fan recited the past life**.

The fierce ghosts who were originally full of anger were attracted to the vicinity of the jade ruler, and as the resentment was washed away, all of them turned into a quiet and peaceful mist and dissipated into the air.

What Zhang Fan didn't notice was that as the fierce ghosts and ghosts that had been wandering here for countless years were surpassed one by one, a meager golden light between heaven and earth slowly fell on him.

The overdose lasted for three days and three nights.

When Zhang Fan felt that there was no trace of resentment around him, he opened his eyes again, and all the fierce ghosts were empty.

couldn't help but show a smile of relief on his face, Zhang Fan stretched his waist and was just about to take back the jade ruler, but he didn't want to touch it lightly, and the jade ruler turned into dust.

was shocked, and Zhang Fan was not surprised after being stunned.

"If you have surpassed thousands of souls, you will be considered a successful retirement. It's just that, go with the wind, but it's also chic. ”

Just as he was about to pull his legs and leave, Zhang Fan's heart sank into his inner gaze, and he found another surprise.

"The strength of my soul has actually increased greatly! This is the effect of the golden light of merit bestowed by heaven and earth after transcendence!"

The most significant effect of the golden light of merit is to enhance the soul and not easily be controlled by demonic means.

The mind is clear, the difficulty of crossing the tribulation is also greatly reduced, and the higher the level of cultivation, the more you can feel the benefits brought by the strength of the divine soul.

For more than a thousand years, in addition to the extermination of evil demons back then, he had felt the gift of the golden light of merit, and after so many years, Zhang Fan thought that the golden light of merit disappeared from this world as the aura became thinner and thinner.

After all, it was a free benefit, and Zhang Fan was very useful.

In a happy mood, he hummed a minor tune and went home.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the house, he saw Li Meng and Liu Yilu staring at him with a depressed face, like a resentful little daughter-in-law looking forward to the king's return.

"Zhang Fan, do you still know that it's been three days and three nights since you came back, where did you go? It's scared us to death. ”

"Engong, I thought you got lost somewhere, and you won't be able to come back!"

"That's it, we almost had to call the police. ”

Listening to the two of them complaining angrily, Zhang Fan realized that three days and three nights had passed unconsciously.

The cultivator has been in retreat for decades, and he has long been accustomed to it, but he has forgotten that there are still mundane things involved.

Smiling disapprerovingly, Zhang Fan thanked the two daughters for their concern, and asked him what had happened during his absence.