In the middle of the ghost town is a quaint black gate, which is wide open.

There was a black mist on this gate, and many illusory ghosts hovered around it. The breath of the space fluctuating above it is entwined, and it seems to be a portal connecting the two interfaces.

A layer of ripples was clearly visible, but it did not cover the entire portal.

Looking through the ripples, the red moon and black mountains come into view.

The ripples seem to have the meaning of expanding outward.

At this time, the ripples rippled, and a figure emerged from it.

The illusory body became condensed as soon as it came into contact with the Heavenly Dao of the Nether.

The ghostly fire in his eyes throbbed sharply, and the violent aura stretched out in all directions.

He raised his head slightly, revealing Nangong Fan's extremely familiar face.

That soul heaven that should have died!

The corners of his mouth were slightly outlined, and he licked the corners of his mouth, and a faint voice lingered around, "Kurosawa..... The two divine thoughts that Ben Shao released were ruined because of you, are you ready to accept my revenge.....?"

In the respectful kneeling posture of several white-robed people, the figure of the soul heaven dissipated like the wind.

After a long time of no movement, these ghost feeders who made people smell and change color in the outside world dared to raise their heads.

.....

Nangong Fan killed the little ghosts and sprung up, and went deeper and deeper into the forbidden area.

I can already see powerful ghosts appearing from time to time, and I don't know if it's because Nangong Fan kills too many ghosts.

These ghosts, who were originally wandering around looking for the cold air that poured up from the ground, as long as Nangong Fan appeared, they would pounce on him with their teeth and claws.

During this period, Nangong Fan could sense that someone had joined the ranks of killing ghosts, and even the hard ground had been turbulent.

At that time, Nangong Fan was startled, and when he turned around, he found that the figure of the bear king, who was often alone and looking at the ghost city, had disappeared.

The big guy shot too!

If you don't shake the mountains, the ice here is really hard.

Nangong Fan even doubted that with this big man's physique, one person could stop the monster that made them quite embarrassed.

From time to time, there was a warm current pouring into the sea of knowledge from the black dragon sword, but after such endless killing, Nangong Fan was also a little tired. After all, if you go deep into his distance, you can find a two-headed ghost from time to time, and it will take a lot of effort to solve it.

Nangong Fan has never been a person who reluctantly calls himself a hero, so he turned his gun and killed back to the periphery.

Suddenly, a pillar of red light rose into the sky.

This is?

Nangong Fan's eyes shrank, someone asked for help!

Looking at the location pointed by the red pillar, it was almost at the outermost part of the ghost thing.

How can there be danger?

Could it be that the people of the ghost town have already come out?

In addition to feeding ghosts and raising ghosts, Nangong Fan really couldn't think of anything to threaten these combinations that at least had peak combat power.

Nangong Fan's body was full of breath, and his exhaustion was swept away, and he suddenly returned to his best fighting state.

No longer swept away all the ghosts around him, and pointed the long sword in his hand in the direction of the fading red.

Sprint!

The violent spiritual power erupted, carving out a road for its own passage in the group of ghosts. In a flash, he jumped to the finish line.

Where the long sword is pointing, the sword is directing. Rush in the direction of calling for help at great speed.

"Ahh

Nangong Fan's body stiffened slightly, and he continued to move forward.

"No!"

Two more terrible screams echoed.

Nangong Fan had traveled less than a tenth of the distance, and a group of three people were all killed.

Nangong Fan's face gradually became difficult to look at, but he still killed in that direction.

This is true of all those who saw the red fireworks, they no longer dared to act in such groups.

This combination of two high-level legendary powerhouses at the pinnacle lasted no more than a stick of incense. Before he could even wait for reinforcements to arrive, he died with a terrible scream.

The enemy has risen!

This is a provocation to them, right?

Three miserable screams, like three big mouths, hit the faces of their group.

As if to tell them that the ghost town is also something you can provoke?

Nangong Fan thought about the tragic situation of Zi Niu Xing, and thought that Beiliang City was devoured alive by ghosts and gave birth to fresh ghosts...... The eyes became deeper and deeper, and Sen Ran's murderous intent was unabashedly revealed.

Nangong Fan had already tried it, and it was extremely difficult to fly here, and it was really not necessarily as fast as him to break through and kill.

Nangong Fan only wished that he had lost two legs at this time.

Fast!

Faster!

Ice froze in front of him. Turning the ghost into an ice sculpture, the whole person went straight on a rampage and galloped away in the direction of the target.

"Bang!"

Another pillar of red light rushed into the sky.

Someone asked for help again, not very far from the position just now, it should be the person who came to help, and stopped his pace under the scream.

Unexpectedly, before other reinforcements arrived, his group would face the danger alone.

With the lessons of the past, the three-person team was a lot more decisive, and they crushed the stones as soon as possible and sent a signal for help.

Nangong Fan raised his body slightly, "Qinglian Domain!"

Without reservation, full combat power, and strive to rush to the side of the rescue team as soon as possible.

Even if he was in the air a little bit, his field of vision was suddenly a lot wider, and Nangong Fan found that there were many places where there was light flashing in this direction.

It seems that he is not the only one who has gone deep into the forbidden area.

Thousands of sword qi opened the way in front, and Nangong Fan's speed was much faster.

"Ahh

There was still less than 100 meters to go, and the screams finally rang out.

Nangong Fan's eyes shrank, three strong men who defended with all their might, did the bad news come so soon?

The frequency of the long sword shaking in his hand was even faster.

"Kill!"

Seeing that it was less than ten meters, the screams came again.

"Take your life!" Nangong Fan roared angrily, and his sword momentum turned slightly, "Sword Gyro!"

The field changed shape, sparks loomed, and frost filled the surroundings, accompanied by the sound of the wind.

Revolve!

Slaughter!

All imps die when touched, and there is no reason to be spared.

Nangong Fan's eyes were as deep as ice, and he controlled the sword gyroscope formed in this realm to move forward.

Aggressively slaughtering forward.

The little ghost blocking the way dissipated in the fireworks, and Nangong Fan finally saw the front clearly.

A white-robed figure turned its back to him.

The back is a little familiar.

"I've finally waited for you!" Youyou's voice sounded in Nangong Fan's ears.

This is the voice of the Soul Heaven!

How can it be?

Nangong Fan was puzzled, but there was no slackening in the movements in his hands. It's just that it's a ghost thing, and it keeps affecting your mind, and you just want to cut through all the vanity!

It wouldn't be long before others would come to support from the rear, and Nangong Fan just wanted to save the only person in this group who was still alive.

The white-robed man turned around slowly, a strange power flashed on his body, and the person opposite him died without even shouting a scream.

"It's a pity, these six mid-level yellow realms should have been six-headed powerful ghosts under the influence of this Heavenly Dao. What a waste!" the familiar voice continued.

The white-robed man finally turned around, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he stared indifferently at the sword gyroscope that was getting closer and closer, and let himself die once in the realm stunt.

Nangong Fan looked at this familiar face, and his heart trembled. How is it possible? It really is a soul heaven!

Isn't he dead?

How so.

Under the influence of Nangong Fan's mentality, the sword gyroscope showed signs of disintegration.

Nangong Fan hurriedly stabilized his mind at this time.

"Don't be distracted during the battle! A bright smile cracked at the corner of Soul Tian's mouth, if it weren't for the constant surging yin qi on his body, this handsome, fair face really had the appearance of a sunny and beautiful boy.

Nangong Fan's eyes were like fire, and the sword top pushed horizontally towards the soul heaven that was close at hand.

Soul Heaven raised his palm slightly, and his movements seemed to be extremely slow, but it happened to be in the outermost part of the sword top.

The yin wind was howling, and the black air was surging.

The sword top stopped surging under a terrifying energy, and the vision disappeared completely.

Nangong Fan lowered his head slightly, looking at the white fingers on the tip of the Black Dragon Sword, his pupils shrank suddenly, full of disbelief.

"Kid, do you have a lot of question marks?" Soul Tian smiled lightly, "You almost hurt me!

Nangong Fan's fingertips flicked on the sword, and the black dragon sword bent slightly, shooting out a little spark.

Soul Tian's palm tightened slightly, almost holding the Black Dragon Sword completely in his hand. The other hand was as fast as lightning, and he slapped Nangong Fan's belly like this.

Nangong Fan wanted to hide, but he couldn't, a terrifying energy restrained him in place, very similar to the general trend of heaven and earth, but different.

It was as if all the air around him had a spirituality, squeezing towards him.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spit out, Nangong Fan flew out upside down in embarrassment, and he didn't even have the strength to take care of the Black Dragon Sword.

The violent power rushed into the body from the stomach, and the whole body was instantly a mess.

Nangong Fan fell the ice, and blood instantly soaked all around.

"Is it just a top-grade yellow-grade sword? Soul Heaven looked at the Black Dragon Sword with a little disappointment.

The black dragon sword trembled slightly, and the little snake appeared between heaven and earth, screaming towards the soul sky.

"Actually have spirituality?" Soul Tian showed an interesting look, with a slight force in his hand, the violent force completely suppressed the Black Dragon Sword, and the little snake also dissipated.

"Who the hell are you?" Nangong Fan's mouth kept flowing blood, his voice was hoarse, and he supported his body with his arms, staring firmly at Soul Tian's face.

"Don't you know all about me? If I tell myself in detail, I really don't know what to say. Soul Tian looked like a handsome boy, and groaned slightly, "Tianjiao, the generation of the ghost world wants to participate in the conference, this doesn't seem to be enough." Well, it's a hassle to introduce yourself. ”

"Oh, who called me a helpful young man, who always wanted to answer what others asked. Soul Tian blinked, "I suddenly thought of a perfect solution. I'm going to kill you directly, so I don't have to answer your questions, right? Well, I'm such a genius!"

"Alas, it's been a long time since I've been so proud of the ghost world. Soul Tian's voice was a little triumphant, and the figure gradually dispersed.

Strangely appeared in front of Nangong Fan, who was struggling to forcibly lift his strength to stand up, and slowly raised his legs, and was about to step on them.

"Demon, die!" a loud roar rang out, and two pillars of golden light came at the same time.

Niu Tian's two sandbag-sized fists slammed into Soul Tian's slowly falling thighs.

Soul Heaven flickered slightly, the afterimage was easily torn to pieces, and he had already returned to the place where he had just stood, becoming one with the imperfect figure, as if he had never moved.

Niu Tian took a step forward, blocking in front of Nangong Fan, staring at Soul Heaven with a solemn face. Even if he has always been lawless, he dares to take the initiative in the face of monsters, but now he has a ridiculous feeling of not knowing where to start in the face of Soul Heaven.

Soul Tian smiled slightly, looking extremely polite, "I don't know the name of this bull-headed hero?"

"Niu Tianzong!" Niu Tianzong was imposing.

Nangong Fan took a deep look at Niu Tianzong's back, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

If the soul heaven is willing, he can easily trample on him, as simple as trampling an ant to death.

But Soul Heaven didn't do that just now.

No matter how personable Soul Tian was, Nangong Fan also felt a monstrous resentment towards himself from his movements.

Soul Heaven wanted to trick him to death.