This world of birds and flowers gradually condensed in front of you, turning into a simple but brilliant key, floating in the sea of knowledge.

Someone whispered in his ear, and Nangong Fan understood what it was at a glance.

The Hundred Flowers Space was blocked by Jian Lianzi himself, and this was the key to opening it.

What would be in a super sect whose prestige had shocked the heavens? Needless to say, it would be an unimaginable fortune.

It's enough for Nangong Fan to squander thousands of years.

It's just that now it's all in the air, and I can't think of it, but I can't touch it. If it is known, it will cause a big storm. Countless strong people will rush to slice him and study him.

Nangong Fan broke away from the supernatural state, and felt that he seemed to understand something, as if he knew a little more sword moves, and as if he didn't understand anything, just as an insignificant witness, he saw the world.

Nangong Fan's face was full of doubts and looked around.

What about the soul sky?

Is it a shrimp situation now?

The sword top is still spinning, and the sword is blazing, cutting everything off.

But what about the enemy?

In Nangong Fan's induction, there was no figure of Soul Heaven at all, and there was not even a trace of breath.

Nangong Fan was on guard and tried to find a clue.

"Kurosawa, what are you doing?" Wang Zai looked at Nangong Fan with a puzzled expression, was the little guy showing him such a gesture? As if telling him.

Wang Zai, look at you, you are still the deputy sect master of the Zhongtian Sect, the enemy you have worked so hard to get rid of, I have been killed so easily. You've been cultivating for decades, and you've cultivated to the ass?

"Where's the Soul Heaven?"

Wang Zai felt more and more that Nangong Fan was showing off.

You see, I didn't even notice that the enemy was killed by me, why did you fight for so long?

Not really, Wang Zai.

Wang Zai was speechless, this guy was still swaying when he didn't fight, right? Ignoring the stupid and cute Nangong Fan, he raised his sword and killed the little ghost not far away.

Nangong Fan scratched his head and looked at Wang Zai's appearance, and killed the soul by himself?

"Wow Ka Ka, I'm too strong too!" Nangong Fan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the sword gyro gradually converged and became the most initial state.

Qinglian moved, her sword aura surging, and she headed towards the other three consummation-level battle groups.

Unleash all your own consummation-level combat power, and you will soon be able to inflict a devastating blow on the ghosts.

Nangong Fan took the lead in rushing towards the battle group in mid-air.

The old king of Beiliang struck the sky alone, dragging the two-headed fierce ghost and the four-headed fierce ghost.

The frost dances all over the sky, the big knife rises and falls, and the cold light is innumerable.

Even the people who have been fighting for the longest time in the four consummations are not tired at all, and the wind of the king is fully revealed.

If it weren't for the fact that these ghosts were dependent on each other, it was really possible for him to be killed by the old and strong.

The sword qi roared in, shattering all the black mist around him.

In the laughter of the old Beiliang King, the big knife in his hand suddenly slashed down, and ten mirrors completely condensed by cold ice appeared around his body, refracting the sword light, and his power skyrocketed.

A sword light split into three in it, and the cold light roared in the sky, and the sword shadow was heavy, galloping through the heavens and the earth.

A sword qi just stabbed an inconspicuous white spot on the ghost's body, and it turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated, but thousands of sword qi came down, and even the fierce ghost had to be frightened.

And that's just the ancillary role.

The consumption of the sword gyroscope is a bit huge, but this newborn green lotus is easier to control, as long as the mind attracts the heaven and the earth, and then swings a few swords in his hand to maintain it from collapsing.

In this way, Nangong Fan can do more things with his hands.

For example, swing a sword!

Nangong Fan moved, and in this realm, he was greatly strengthened, and he gave birth to the illusion that he was the king of this square inch.

The breeze surrounds the ears, bringing the frequency of the earth's heartbeat.

Nangong Fan held his breath and condensed, hooked up the heavens and the earth, and slashed out with a sword. Passing through the green lotus that wrapped him, the blood attached to the green silk and slashed down at one of the fierce ghosts.

The wind was still, and the earth trembled.

The sword light is ethereal, and the distance through space is instantaneous.

A sword, a broken arm.

"It's a good time!" the old Beiliang King roared, his snow-white hair fluttering, and he slashed down three times in a row.

A knife slashed at the ice realm transformed by his spiritual power, and the sword light was cold, shooting fierce ghosts.

One knife pushes back another ghost.

The last knife went towards the target that Nangong Fan fell.

Ice emerges under the knife, and snowflakes reappear.

The old King of Beiliang, who has been famous in the north for a hundred years, is full of frost in his bones, and he reverses the world with one knife and returns to the ice and ice that he should have. Add a chill to the eerie atmosphere.

Swords rang out. Another arm of the demon was broken.

Beneath the realm, all the black fog was purified, and the sparks at the edge flickered and burned.

The demon has lost its greatest reliance, and can no longer recondense its body indefinitely, like a tireless machine, forever at its peak.

He could only transfer the energy of his body to his arms, and his illusory arms grew out and pounced towards the old Beiliang King who was close in front of him.

Nangong Fan slashed down another sword, and the sword light that traveled in the field attached to it.

A sword came out, and thousands of cold lights surged.

"Die!"

Nangong Fan's sword is heading towards the powerful ghosts, and these stupid guys are easier to solve than the tenacious and flexible fierce ghosts.

Persimmon of course to pick a soft pinch first.

These ghost creatures didn't dare to approach the almost materialized Qinglian, Nangong Fan was full of firepower, just make a move.

The swordsmanship that I have studied a little bit and the sword moves that I am familiar with are all used in one go.

As long as the old Beiliang King dragged these ghosts with a little effort, Nangong Fan's sword would not be in vain.

It's been a long time since I've had such a comfortable live target for Nangong Fan to let go so much, and the last one seems to be Senior Brother Li Taibai...... Sword Lotus Seed Senior?

I don't know where he went?

Abandon distracting thoughts, sword after sword, and the ghosts die one by one.

Now it's time for these two fierce ghosts who are still stubbornly resisting.

Fierce ghosts have perfect combat power under various factors, and there is still a long way to go before they are truly perfect.

At least as far as Nangong Fan sees now, only the fierce ghosts who can use the reincarnation path can be regarded as truly consummated.

The other demons, after cutting off the source of their black mist, were all very similar to his previous state. The combat power has barely reached perfection, but it is still fragile in the face of real perfection.

The real consummation should be all-round consummation, even if Nangong Fan is a little worse now, it is still more than a step stronger than ordinary fierce ghosts.

The old Beiliang King has been in the consummation for no less than thirty years, even if he is not as good as Wang Zai, who was born in the Dao Sect, in the use of the general trend of heaven and earth, his strength can be called terrifying.

Between the swing of the big knife, it spontaneously gathered the general trend of heaven and earth.

The knife is more powerful, pays attention to a domineering, and can make people lose the mind of resistance under a knife.

There is also Nangong Fan, a guy who can be called a ghost killer, to assist.

The two powerful ghosts are in danger after just a few fights.

The completely liberated King of Beiliang is more like a young man than Nangong Fan, who calmly took out his sword.

The cold could not hide his fieryness, the cold ice mirror refracted, and a knife went straight into the soul.

"It's over!" Old Bei Liang Wang was furious, and cold ice spread on his body, as if he was wearing a battle suit.

The fierce ghost slammed into it with a punch, and the power dropped by two percent first, easily tearing the torn robe on the old Beiliang King's body, revealing a glittering golden light.

Defend the Spirit!

Under the old Beiliang King's way of playing like this, the two powerful ghosts have no room to resist.

The sword fell, and the broadsword spun.

The condensed bodies of the two smokers became thinner and thinner, as if they were about to turn into clouds of smoke and disperse.

The ghost fire was beating, and he didn't dare to find Nangong Fan, who was sheltered by Qinglian, and went towards the King of Beiliang.

"Refreshing!" The old Beiliang King didn't care, and scattered two clusters of ghostly fire with a single sword, but there was also a fierce ghost who successfully squeezed into his sea of consciousness under the dying struggle.

"Old man!" Nangong Fan exclaimed. The old king of Beiliang is too careless, he will suffer from the dying counterattack of the fierce ghost in the case of a steady victory, be careful, slow down, how can such a mistake happen?

"Nice, boy. Lao Tzu is fine. The old Beiliang King gave Nangong Fan a thumbs up and smiled, "Happy." ”

Nangong Fan's eyes were full of incredulity, and the fierce ghost counterattacked, and the old Beiliang King didn't react at all?

"Lao Tzu is ready to soar. It's been as calm as water for a long time, what is this little turmoil?" Lao Beiliang Wang said with a hearty smile, "It's time for us to save the other two Taoist friends, it's finally going to end." ”

This ghost thing and the black mist fused together, even the old Beiliang King had some influence on his mentality, and now he finally vented it all.

"The old man is tough. "Nangong Fan has to praise the old King of Beiliang, who is not a high-grade character compared to King Beiliang.

Can a tiger give birth to a dog?

With the help of the old Beiliang King, the goal chosen by the two was to help Hu Teng.

This guy is already in danger, and his naked upper body is covered with black paw prints, which is daunting.

Hu Teng can persist until now, and it is really too powerful for the barbarian physique, and it is really resistant to beating, otherwise he would have been defeated and died, and then this ghost man will be successfully fed and get out, and if Nangong Fan succeeds in breaking through, the entire battle situation will be greatly affected.

It was also this ghost feeder who sacrificed his body and turned into a fierce ghost when he noticed that Nangong Fan had come out to participate in the battle, so that Hu Teng, who could have lasted for a while, had been passively beaten during this time.

The human spirit plus the fierce ghost physique, and the fact that he is already a perfect powerhouse, you can imagine how terrifying this must be.

At least in Nangong Fan's induction, this is by no means weaker than Soul Heaven. One horror is experienced and has many means, and the other is amazingly powerful.

The flickering membranes on Hu Teng's body were torn, revealing tough bones, and he was still gritting his teeth and holding on.

It can only be said that the barbarians have been refining their bodies, even if their spiritual cultivation rises, they will not forget their original intentions, not without some truth.

Nangong Fan has heard a lot of ancient barbarian legends that tear apart the big demon. Barbarians are born to take the path of refining their bodies, otherwise it will be a blasphemy against this excellent physique.

"Draw the knife and cut off the water. "The old Beiliang King slashed down, the ice surface bulged, exploded, and the ice stone burst out.

The entire heaven and earth seemed to be split into two, and infinite energy converged on this knife, and the sword momentum was surging every second.

When he came to the ghost feeder, it seemed to be enough to cut the sky.

The ghost feeder held a stick in his hand and struck it on Hu Teng's body, causing him to vomit blood and fall backwards, and then stabbed the stick above his head.

He is not suppressed by heaven and earth like the soul sky, this random stick also engulfs the general trend of heaven and earth, and he is domineering.

"Boom. ”

The knife shattered.

The spirit weapon broadsword drove straight in.

The long stick is shining, but it is also a spiritual weapon?

This ghost feeding man seems to be a little more domineering than the old Beiliang King, and the black mist is surging between his gestures, and the yin qi and ghost qi rush out.

Break through the ice at once, and devour the dense spiritual power on the sword's body.

As soon as he took over, the old Beiliang King fell directly into the disadvantage.

Although the old Beiliang King has been fighting and the consumption is huge, it is still appalling that the ghost feeder can block an old brand so easily.

Nangong Fan doesn't care if you're scared or not, even if you scare all the ghosts to death, he doesn't care about him, he still has to applaud you and say that you are cowhide!

Who in this world isn't scared?

Nangong Fan felt that he had become a firefighter in the battle situation, and wherever there was a critical situation, he would stand up and use his own strength to reverse the situation.

A sword out, the wind and clouds move.

Pierce through the black fog and make a comeback.