Nangong Fan looked directly at the direction where the voice came from, his heart sank slightly, he didn't look back, and said in a low voice, "I'll drag them for a while, you take Xiao Xin to go first, and we'll meet again in Meadow City." ”

Spiritual consciousness is a means that can only be possessed by spiritual cultivation to reach the legendary level, as long as the person facing does not have a method to hide the breath on the body, it is easy to detect a person's realm.

And the group of people in front of him, the person who is the leader exudes a strong gloomy atmosphere, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the martial saint. At first glance, the toxin that almost wiped out this group of dart men was his handiwork.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but be extremely happy, fortunately Lin Zhiyan wanted to take a bath, otherwise he would also wash his face with this cool river water, right?

By mistake, the three of them survived.

"Boss, no one seems to be paying attention to you, it seems that your reputation as a poisonous ghost is not as loud as you think?"

"Girl, stay and enjoy it for your brothers. I want that young girl. Men, let's kill them all!" The only slender man in the middle of the pile wore dark green long hair, stretched out his long tongue and licked it around his lips, and looked at Mo Xiaoxin with bright eyes.

The cold breath came with his movements, like a poisonous snake preying on its prey.

Nangong Fan's heart moved, and the black dragon sword appeared in front of him.

Today's Black Dragon Sword, perhaps calling it the Black Dragon Sword is too simple, the black dragon sword has two cyan floating lines on its body, revealing a strange aura, which is the traces left by the calcination of the Qinglian Dao fire.

Nangong Fan held the palm of his hand lightly, the dragon sword was in his hand, the aura on his body rose, and a faint cyan point of light lit up in the center of his eyebrows.

If you magnify the light point countless times, you will find that it is a small lotus flower in full bloom.

With Nangong Fan's current realm, he naturally can't use the Qinglian Dao Fire that existed when the world first opened, even if he is drained of the Qinglian Dao Fire, he may not necessarily take care of him.

The greater role of Qinglian Dao Fire now is to warm one's body, and be nourished by Dao Fire every day, even a pig has to become the most dazzling pearl in pig history.

Now his strength is too low, and he has many treasures but can't use them. Even if it was just the most rudimentary swordsmanship on the Qinglian Sword Codex, he couldn't use it.

These days, I have learned the most basic swordsmanship, but I need to borrow the breath of Dao Fire to barely use it, and it is still unknown how many of them can be used, which is also more powerful than stabbing with a sword before.

Nangong Fan stabbed straight towards the river on his side, and a tiny blue illusory lotus flower loomed at the tip of the sword, and a faint fragrance of lotus appeared out of thin air.

"Qinglian Newborn!"

The illusory lotus flower became like a substance, spinning on the tip of the sword, with a gentle sword groan, accompanied by the whistling of the wind, piercing the empty void at his side.

"Born with a way!"

The cyan lotus flower exudes a mysterious and strange atmosphere, looking at the lotus flower flying in the air, but it is strange like seeing a vast continent, with the heavy breath of the earth, with an endless tenacious feeling.

"Qinglian Sword Codex" is worthy of the essence of Sword Lotus Zi's lifelong learning, even if it is just a basic sword move, it also uses the law in a unique way. This is also the reason why the top exercises of the human race are known as the Taoist canons, which can make the Great Dao everything in their hands, not to mention the laws that are still under the Great Dao.

"Dao Law Condensing Sword!"

A green lotus fluttering in the wind is like a meteorite with a majestic momentum, spinning in the air and falling from the sky. The lotus leaves were stretching straight outward, and the budding sword lotus was shooting a light but sharp sword light in all directions, revealing a beautiful but dangerous aura.

"Father, your sword seems to have stabbed in the wrong direction. Mo Xiaoxin blinked her smart eyes covered by the veil, and she didn't have the fear of an ordinary little girl who was afraid of fighting and killing, but she was fascinated, and she wanted to let her father-in-law teach her this beautiful swordsmanship every few days.

Mo Xiaoxin's voice has not completely fallen. The sword light above the sword lotus bloomed completely, shooting out between the empty nothingness on the side.

A painful hiss, like the grinding of metal, rang out from the sides of the trio with the rattle of the rushing water.

"Hiss. ”

The sound that made people's scalps tingle came in an orderly manner with the blooming of the sword lotus.

The sound of a heavy object falling into the water was heard on his side.

Nangong Fan didn't even look sideways, he looked directly at the bandit who was gradually approaching in front of him, and a mocking smile appeared on his face, "Is it necessary for a martial saint to be so careful?"

The poisonous ghost's dark green long hair spread his teeth and claws, his face began to distort, his expression became crazy, and wisps of gray and dark green spiritual power rippled around him, revealing an eerie and terrifying aura, "I don't know what to do, little guy, you dare to hurt my dear No. 2 baby." Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"The boss is crazy again, get away from it. ”

"Xiao Zhi, you bastard, don't get in the way. ”

The surrounding bandits were panicked, scattered around, and stood not far away and looked at the seven people in front of them playfully, "It seems that the mother and daughter who covered their faces died tragically, but unfortunately they haven't enjoyed it yet." ”

"What kind of enjoyment are you talking about, I hope the boss killed this group of people and can come to his senses. Otherwise, we'll have to run away again. ”

The four strong men who had been trembling since they heard the word poison and their bodies were gradually despairing when they saw the poisonous ghosts attacked by the madness caused by the injuries of their pets, and they were already familiar with the name of the poisonous ghosts that had been active in various parts of the galaxy star.

If the poisonous ghost is not crazy, maybe he can still leave a whole corpse, but the crazy poisonous ghost does not recognize his six relatives, kills people whenever he meets, and then uses the corpse to feed his beloved treasure. It's okay to die directly, but the terrible thing is that someone has a breath of air, looking at the various poisonous insects climbing on his body, and he can't survive and die.

The faces of the four people changed from despair to collapse, and each let out a scream of pain and fled. The four strong men who had lived and died had been frightened by the poisonous ghosts before they even fought, and they could faintly see a large wet patch on their only wrapped trouser leg.

The poisonous ghost's body disappeared in place strangely, and four terrible screams came one after another.

The four smug men who fled in confusion disappeared from Nangong Fan's eyes almost at the same time, and the traces of their running came to an abrupt halt on the road, leaving behind a stall of green and unpleasant liquid to prove that they had ever existed.

Nangong Fan's face changed greatly, and he pushed Lin Zhiyan's mother and daughter beside him away, and said hurriedly, "Hold your breath." ”

Nangong Fan held his breath, but even if it was just a little smell that had penetrated into his body before, it made him feel an inexplicable softness all over his body, as if he couldn't lift his strength. But Nangong Fan was still expressionless, staring at him with a relaxed face.

It seems that he is looking for the strange and disappearing poisonous ghost with his eyes, but in fact, his spiritual sense is fully open and he is looking for every place around him.

The wind blew gently, and the venue fell into an eerie calm.

Nangong Fan sensed that Lin Zhiyan's mother and daughter had stayed away from the battlefield, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Nangong Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and a sword slashed straight towards the seemingly empty void in front of him.

It turned out that the poisonous ghost who disappeared just now actually went to the river after solving the four strong men, and gave his dear baby No. 2 a pill with a turquoise body and a foul-smelling pill.

It was also at this interval that Nangong Fan finally saw clearly what kind of monster the No. 2 baby he had cut off.

A strange snake as thick as a tree trunk, with a somewhat strange slippery skin that seems to change color with the environment around it.

It's no wonder that so many dart players didn't find such a giant snake lurking in the river just now.

The sword that Nangong Fan swung out was a little fluttering, and there was no more magic just now.

The poisonous ghost appeared in front of Nangong Fan in an instant, facing the oncoming black dragon sword without any false color, the dark green long hair was windless, like countless tiny poisonous snakes entrenched on it, and it was grinning towards Nangong Fan.

The dark green long hair flew, as if it had infinite spirituality, and it was very skillfully entangled with the black dragon sword that came straight to it, and the black dragon sword and the long hair made a violent collision sound, how could you still see the courage of the black dragon sword on weekdays?

The poisonous ghost's slender nails flickered with a ghostly light, like five sharp daggers stuck horizontally on it, revealing a strange but fierce aura, stabbing straight towards Nangong Fan.

The whistling wind is wrapped in a black sharp edge.

The devil's nails were a pale white, with black booty between the cracks, and black air flowed outward, and even the air seemed to be corroded under it.

The five nails were like five flying swords coming from the sky, and Sen Ran's killing intent burst out without concealment.

Nangong Fan held the sword in both hands, but his body couldn't stop trembling slightly, just now he just took two breaths of the corroded air, and his ruddy and white face was dyed with a layer of green.

Nangong Fan's ears heard two "dong" sounds, the ground trembled slightly, Nangong Fan's heart rippled, and the depths of his pupils revealed a struggle.

The five "flying swords" gradually enlarged in Nangong Fan's pupils with the whistling wind, and an inky black liquid had already enveloped Nangong Fan's head area one step ahead, but at this time, Nangong Fan seemed to be drunk, shaking his body slightly, and the sword in his hand gradually lost its spirituality under the dark green slender hair.

In Nangong Fan's eyes, he could see the blood-red eyes of the poisonous ghost full of madness, and he could see the dark green and eerie aura.

Time seemed to stop flowing at this moment.

Nangong Fan's eyebrows rose with a milky white light, and a flower-shaped pattern loomed in the middle.

Nangong Fan's sea of consciousness was covered with dense green clouds at some point, and the clouds exuded an eerie and decaying aura, making the weak blue phantom below tremble slightly.

With the appearance of the flower pattern, a flower bone with only three petals slowly rotated out of the blue phantom.

The flower bones exude a milky white brilliance, looking like they want to be in front of them, but they seem to be at the ends of the world, in the past and the future, unpredictable.

The fading blue virtual image was injected with a heart booster, and it woke up from its malaise, and suddenly had a little more vitality.

"Instant smoke?"

Everything in the whole world seems to have stopped, as if someone is slowly closing a vivid picture.