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"What the hell is this kid going on?"

Qing Ling, who fell into the distance, noticed the terrifying aura emanating from the paper man, blinked his eyes in surprise, and then his body was close to the ground, bringing up a wisp of green smoke, and quickly fled into the distance.

Thundered!

The two paper figures exploded three or four meters in front of the round ball ghost, and the ground shook and rocks fell, and the air currents set off violently rolled in all directions, swept away the red mist, and the dust rolled!

"Whoa!"

The ball roared angrily, and was blown back and down, cutting a deep furrow in the ground, and stinking blood flowed down its body.

But that's all there is to it.

The strength of the ghost's body is staggering.

"Didn't succeed......" Qing Ling floated in mid-air, and a touch of regret appeared in her beautiful eyes.

She thought that the explosion caused by the two paper figures could blow each other half to death.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a cold snort sounded in the rolling dust, and a figure was like a ghost, suddenly appeared in front of the round ball ghost, raised his palm without hesitation, and pressed it the huge body of the round ball ghost, and the majestic true qi instantly burst out from the palm of the hand, making a bang, but the body of the round ball ghost thing only shook, and then the body like a small mountain, jumped up, and pressed down on the figure......

"Meng Fan!" Qing Ling saw that the figure was crushed by the ghost, and his face was pale.

She was slashed by the monster just after she was hit by that monster, and it was still unbearable, Meng Fan had not yet reached the slashing sky, and her life would definitely be difficult to save!

Qing Lingjiao said angrily: "Why is this kid so desperate! It's over, it's over!"

Immediately, she gritted her teeth, and her delicate body turned into a long green smoke, like a beautiful cyan rainbow, and flew to the side of the round ball ghost, entangled the other party to death, dragged it into the distance, and shouted anxiously: "Meng Fan, if you are not dead, climb out if you are not dead!"

"Qingling is good!"

At this moment, another figure appeared from the blood mist in the distance, and in front of him were seven long swords condensed from true qi, emitting streamers and buzzing, reflecting his extraordinary posture, as if a sword immortal had descended to earth.

"Huh?" Qing Ling looked at the man, then at the bottom of the ghost, blinked his eyes in surprise, and said in hindsight, "It wasn't you who was suppressed just now?"

"Sloppy ghost!" Meng Fan smiled brightly, "I said that I was going to do a sneak attack, how could I do it myself!"

As he spoke, he pinched the trick violently, pointed at the ghost thing that was entangled by the green spirit, and shouted, "Go!"

The seven long swords were completely condensed by the earth-attribute true qi, and suddenly lined up in a line, piercing the air, and piercing the huge body of the ghost creature one by one, instantly piercing a huge blood hole, and the blood surged, shocking.

The ghost creature roared violently, its body shook, and a sharp cultivation fluctuation was released, flying out the green spirit shock that was wrapped around it, and then it suddenly raised its head high, glared at Meng Fan angrily, and soared into the air with a bang, violently pressing towards Meng Fan!

"Ghosts are ghosts, and IQ is worrying. ”

Meng Fan hooked the corners of his mouth, calmly stared directly at the round ball ghost thing that crossed the air, and stood in place, not dodging, just raised his hand and pointed at the ghost thing: "Paper rat, white flower burial!"

"Oh!" Qing Ling, who fell to the ground, was surprised to see that there was a small paper rat that crawled onto the ghost at some point, and at this time quietly burrowed into the blood hole on the ghost thing's body, as Meng Fan cast a spell, the huge body of the ghost thing made a muffled sound, and trembled violently in mid-air, his limbs suddenly became stiff, and his lantern-like eyes bulged out hideously, and with a bang, he smashed at Meng Fan's feet, and he couldn't move!

"Gollum!"

There were sticky and fragmented internal organs, accompanied by the pungent smell of blood, like red tofu brains, emerging from the blood holes on the ghost's body, and emitting hot air.

It's dead, you can't die anymore!

"Qingling, is my brother handsome?"

Meng Fan raised one foot and stepped on the huge body of the ghost, condescendingly glanced at the Qing Ling who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and his demeanor was fluttering, but the paper rat was his eyebrows and blood, and his heart and soul were connected, and the backlash caused by the explosion of the paper rat made his face pale, and the corners of his mouth oozed light blood, which added a touch of heroic temperament to him.

Qing Ling sat up on the ground, blinked his beautiful eyes of jet-black water spirit, looked at Meng Fan, who had many strange tricks, and opened his soft lips: "Make do." ”

"Haha!" Meng Fan laughed and raised his hand, wiping the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, "Thank you very much for your cooperation, if it weren't for your desperate battle in front, I wouldn't have been able to kill this stupid thing easily with just my clone." ”

"Hehe!" Qing Ling glanced at Meng Fan, his pretty face lowered slightly, and whispered, "...... I thought you were dead. ”

When Qing Ling raised her head again, a warm palm reached over, grabbed her little hand, and pulled her up intimately.

"Are you alright?" he smiled, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

"I ...... I've got something. Qing Ling didn't look at his eyes, flattened his mouth, broke free of his little hand from his palm, turned around, and looked away, but saw that he stretched out his hand in front of him again, and there was a pill in his palm, which was the soul nourishing pill she helped him refine.

"Can ghosts take pills?" he said.

"You're the ghost, you're the ghost!" Qing Ling pushed that hand away, pressed his hands on his soft chest, and said, "Miss Ben's cultivation is profound, how can that disgusting thing hurt me, it's just that Miss Ben hasn't done it for a long time, and the fight is a little rusty!"

"Haha!" Meng Fan laughed out loud at Qingling's stubborn appearance, and then said solemnly, "Yes, this time you were able to successfully kill the monster, it was you who attracted a lot of hatred in front of you, accounting for ninety percent of the credit, I just played an auxiliary, and I will rely on Qingling Hero to take care of it in the future!"

"Hehe!" Although she didn't understand Meng Fan's strange words, Qingling understood that Meng Fan was praising her, her beautiful eyes completed a beautiful crescent, and she smiled smartly, "Next time, you have to listen to my command, your tactics are nervous and scary." ”

"Okay!" Meng Fan nodded with a smile, and then walked to his doppelganger who was overwhelmed by the ghost, checked it, and found that there was no major problem, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and the tenacity of the turtle's skin and bones could be seen.

"Thank you for your hard work this time. ”

After saying a word to the clone, Meng Fan put it into the Qiankun space, thinking that if he had free time, he had to improve the strength of the clone again, after all, he was about to reach the Heaven Cutting Realm, and the clone should not be too backward.

"Bang!"

However, at this moment, something strange happened, a red shadow suddenly rushed out of the blood hole on the ghost's body, and quickly fled in one direction......

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