"How did you know the secrets of Hades?"

Meng Fan was very curious about Ye Xiaoxiang's knowledge of this, this kind of thing is not something that can be known simply. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's not hard to know. Ye Xiaoxiang smiled, "There is a record in the half of the secret art obtained by Fengyiguan, and the previous masters of Fengyiguan all know about this matter, but they never talk about it to the outside world." ”

"Got it. Meng Fan nodded, was silent for a moment, and then said, "The task you are talking about...... I can help you. ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked out, the folded-eared cat looked at Meng Fan, his eyes were full of reluctance.

Ye Xiaoxiang leaned over and hugged the cat, looked at Meng Fan's back, and whispered thank you, and then a strange look appeared in his expression.

"He probably ...... I already know the secrets of Hades. Ye Xiaoxiang muttered to himself, "His expression is very light." ”

As soon as Meng Fan walked out of Ye Xiaoxiang's house, he encountered a big trouble......

"It seems that the secrets of the underworld are not only known to the old immortals. ”

"This trip is not in vain, at least I know the intentions of Fengyi Company, and it seems that there is no malicious intent at present. ”

Walking out of Ye Xiaoxiang's house, Meng Fan's frowning brows gradually relaxed, and he even felt that once he went undercover to a certain extent, he could also use the power of Fengyi Company to destroy the Huyang Temple, and he would definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

The night was like ink, the cold wind blew across his face, Meng Fan touched his face, and the wound scratched by the cat no longer felt anything.

"Ye Xiaoxiang's technique is also magical, if Shangguan Ning's chest is touched by her, that scar, tsk!"

Meng Fan was thinking about it, took a few steps forward, and then stopped, his eyes stared straight at the darkness in front of him, and a black shadow suddenly appeared and walked towards him, exuding a palpitating cultivation fluctuation on his body, which made Meng Fan unable to see through it for a while.

"Young man......" The black shadow was shrouded in a black robe, like a dead man coming out of the darkness, and his footsteps were silent, "The person who killed me, do you want to give me an explanation?"

The man's voice sounded very jerky, not like a local cultivator, Meng Fan was shocked in his heart, and immediately knew what the source of this black shadow was.

"Archmage Zimu!"

Meng Fan's voice was deep, and he roughly guessed where this person came from. On the night of the descent from the mountain, he and Han Yu were ambushed by wolves, and then killed an Oriental samurai, and when the samurai died, he said a word, Archmage Zimu will not let you go.

"Not bad. The black shadow stopped ten meters in front of Meng Fan, "It seems that I didn't find the wrong person." ”

"How do you know that I killed someone. "Now that people have come to the door, they should have conclusive evidence, and Meng Fan does not deny it, "Dead people should not be able to speak." ”

The corpse of that Oriental samurai was still in his Qiankun space, and Han Yu naturally wouldn't tell anyone about it casually.

"Young man, my people are not so easy to kill. The black shadow's voice was hoarse, "The person who killed me will have my spell on him, even if he hides to the ends of the earth, I can find you." ”

"I see. Meng Fan pursed his lips, and then turned his true qi to investigate his body, but found nothing abnormal.

"This spell is a soul curse, and there is no solution. The black shadow said, "But you don't have to be afraid, this spell will not hurt people, my Jiuju Sect has always pursued justice, if you kill my people, I will naturally kill you with the right means, and the old man is here for this today." ”

"Jiuju Sect ......" Meng Fan was stunned when he heard this, he had never heard of the Jiuju Sect, and it must not be a local sect.

"Jiuju Gate has not appeared on this land for a long time, and many people have forgotten it. Okay, let you see it today, but unfortunately, you're going to die. ”

The old man spoke, and with a wave of his black robe, a cloud of yellow smoke, emitting fluorescence, rushed towards Meng Fan overwhelmingly.

"Pollen?"

Meng Fan sniffed it, the strange fragrance hit his face, his expression changed slightly, he only felt that his heart was throbbing, his soul was unstable, and he hurriedly retreated.

"Nine Chrysanthemum Emblem!"

The old man didn't care about Meng Fan dodging, pinched his fingers, and a brilliant yellow chrysanthemum emerged from the smoke, turned into a ball of yellow light, and blasted towards Meng Fan.

"Dream Path!"

That day, the Oriental evil man was tricky enough, in front of this old man, Meng Fan didn't dare to be careless, and immediately performed the Dream Dao Technique, improved his sensory ability, and his speed also increased, he dodged the yellow light sideways, raised his hand, took out the Tang knife again, and rushed towards the old man with a knife, at the same time, he cast a fire technique, and a fire crow broke away from the palm of his hand and blasted towards the old man!

"Rejuvenation blossoms!"

The old man's expression was flat, he didn't dodge, his hands were unsealed on his chest, and the chrysanthemum turned around in an instant, and exploded in the air with a bang, turning into countless petals, and the petals were divided into two groups, and at an astonishing speed, one bombarded the fire crow, and the other bombarded Meng Fan!

"Boom!"

The fire raven collided with the petals, and exploded in the air, igniting a flame that illuminated the old man's face, which was as ugly as the bark of a dead tree.

"Boom!"

Seeing that the fire crow was broken, Meng Fan's heart sank, raised his Tang knife, and slashed at another ball of petals, with a bang, the petals were split by Meng Fan, and then instantly condensed together.

Seeing that those petals were weird, Meng Fan's expression showed a hint of jealousy, his body retreated sharply, and after standing still, his face changed greatly, and he suddenly found that his body was covered with a layer of yellow powder, exuding a strange fragrance.

"With the ......cultivation of the fourth level of condensation," the old man said, slowly walking towards Meng Fan, "It's already very good to have achieved this level." Even a cultivator of the fifth level of Spirit Condensation should have died just now. ”

The old man did not hesitate to praise him, but Meng Fan did not have a trace of joy when he heard it, his footsteps kept retreating, he knew very well in his heart that this old man's cultivation had reached a very terrifying level, even if he was the fifth and sixth level of condensation, I am afraid that it will be suspended tonight!

"But you shouldn't have killed my people. The old man flipped his palm, pinched out a hemp rope with his fingers, and said indifferently, "Jiuju draws his soul!"

Before the sound fell, the hemp rope suddenly became longer and flew towards Meng Fan, Meng Fan wanted to swing a knife to cut the hemp rope and mobilize his true qi, but suddenly his body shook, and he couldn't move for half a minute!

"Paper Man!"

At the critical moment, Meng Fan's mind moved, and ten paper figures appeared out of thin air, holding sharp blades, and divided into two groups, one group to block the hemp rope, and the other group to kill the old man!

"This is ......" The old man's face showed surprise for the first time, "Paper people? On this land, there are cultivators who practice such ghost arts, and tonight is not in va......in." )