When the crisis came, Wang Yi was shocked but not confused, and even for some reason his heart swelled up with a feeling of eagerness. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Turning around suddenly, the sword thundered, at this moment Wang Yi no longer had the slightest reservation, the surging true yuan in his body rattled, and even the divine power seed that had just condensed in his body emitted a hazy blue light, blessed on the spell mark of Xiao Lei Yin's sword technique.

Of course, the main reason why Wang Yi was able to use the body of a scattered person to urge the divine power seeds in his body was that in addition to his golden muscles and jade bones, the main reason was that the Taiyi Qingxian Qi seeds he condensed were only a defective product, missing the most critical link of a divine power, and did not smelt the corresponding heaven and earth spiritual objects.

Boom, the thunder exploded, shocking people's hearts, a bright light flashed in Wang Yi's dark eyes, staring closely at the place where the two spiritual lights collided, unwilling to let go of any detail.

The sword has no regrets, the bright purple sword light and the gloomy gray light collide, you don't let me, I don't let you, for a while, they were on par.

The sound of banging was endless, and it was only at this time that Wang Yi saw that the gray light that fell from the sky turned out to be a cone-shaped magic weapon.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have some skills to be able to take a random blow from a real person. ”

The light disappeared, and the black old ghost's face was a little ugly, although it was said that his blow just now was only hasty, but Wang Yi was only a scattered monk, if this was known by other monks of the same level, his face would be put there.

Looking at the black old ghost Wang Yi's expression remained unchanged, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at him carefully, although Wang Yi didn't know the black old ghost, but he also knew that this real monk who did it as soon as he came was friend or foe, and knowing this was enough.

"Hmph. ”

Let out a cold snort, the old black ghost looked at Wang Yi, who was pretending to be calm, and was even more dissatisfied in his heart.

"Boy, wait a minute, I'll see if you can be so calm. ”

Saying that, he once again urged his magic weapon soul chasing cone and strengthened his offensive a little, and it was at this time that his eyes full of gloom suddenly lit up.

"Haha, the kid didn't expect you to have such treasures, it's a waste for you to hold it, so it's better to bring it to me. ”

With one hand stretched out, the yin qi gathered, and the yin wind ghost claw formed, directly grabbing the immortal sword that was entwined with the soul chasing cone.

Although it was said that the strength of the black old ghost was really inferior among the real monks, his vision was still good, just at a glance, he could see that the immortal sword was extraordinary, and it was even two points stronger than the high-level magic weapon soul chasing cone that he had obtained several times through hard work, which couldn't help but make him greedy.

Speaking of which, although the black old ghost condensed the golden pill and became a real monk, he had no treasure weapon to protect the way on his body, and no treasure art on his body, and he was really miserable among real people, but even if he was like this, a real monk was still a real monk, and he had an absolute advantage in the face of a scattered monk, not to mention that the mana of a real monk alone was much stronger than the true qi of a scattered monk, and the gap between the two was completely essential.

said that it was too late, and when the Yin Wind Ghost claw grabbed it with one claw, Wang Yi's heart moved, and he no longer kept his hand, and directly urged the Divine Soul Secret Technique Tiger Spirit to slash the god, of course, at this moment, Wang Yi did not urge the Tiger Spirit to kill the God with all his strength, because he understood that even if he urged the Tiger Spirit to kill the God with all his strength, the chance of him killing the old black ghost was very small.

That's right, at this moment, Wang Yi was not thinking about how to escape, but thinking that there was no possibility of killing the old black ghost, this disease was Wang Yi's arrogance, but through the short battle just now, he had already discovered that this real monk was much weaker than he expected for some reason.

Roar, the tiger roared in his ears, the spirit of the black old ghost was slightly in a trance, and the attack in his hand couldn't help but stagnate, and at this time, the immortal sword sword light was flourishing, exuding a thick purple intent, reflecting in the Lechuan River as if draped in a purple gauze for the river.

Wow, the long sword swept, and the sword light slashed through the sky in a fan shape, and the sound was sharp and piercing.

"Damn. ”

Suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the sharp sword light that was about to be slashed, the black old ghost's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but curse. Of course, the reason why he is like this is not because he is afraid, although Wang Yi's attack is not weak, but the black old ghost is confident that he can easily block it, the reason why he is so out of shape is because as a real monk, he was actually played by Wang Yi and a scattered monk.

Just when he had to meet the purple sword light, Wang Yi had already quickly crossed the Lechuan River with the power of this force, but at this time, he could only watch, there was no way at all, how could he be aggrieved.

The sword light dissipated, looking at Wang Yi's figure disappearing above the river, blackened and hated, and at this time, there was a wound in the palm of his dry right hand that saw the white bones flowing with bright red blood, which was extremely dazzling.

"Wang Yi, I will kill you. ”

Looking up to the sky and roaring, his beard and hair were all open, at this moment the old black ghost had hated Wang Yi to the bones, and at this time, Wang Yi, who had already crossed the Lechuan River, did not have any reaction after hearing the roar of the old black ghost, and did not even pause slightly, and directly got into the thick ghost fog.

Furious, as soon as his body moved, the black old ghost was ready to track Wang Yi's traces, but when he walked to the Lechuan River, the black old ghost's originally weak and thunderous figure suddenly stopped.

The expression was cloudy, looking at the ghostly mass burial field, the anger in the black old ghost's chest suddenly stagnated, as if he had been handed over a basin of cold water, as a native of the real monk, the black old ghost naturally knew more about the mass burial field than Wang Yi, but it was precisely because the more he knew, the black old ghost was even more afraid, not to mention him, that is, the real people of the original god had fallen into it, and the horror of the mass burial field can be seen from this, you must know that the horror of the mass burial field is not from empty mouth, but is poured out by the blood of countless monks.

"Damn. ”

There was a light in his eyes, and the old black ghost glanced at the direction Wang Yi left again, gritted his teeth, waved his hand to create a plank, and chased after him, but after he crossed the Lechuan River, Wang Yi's figure had already disappeared.

Looking at the thick ghost fog in front of him, the old black ghost smiled hideously, revealing his white teeth.

"Boy, do you think you escaped?"

Before the words fell, a compass with a small palm appeared in the hand of the old black ghost.

The compass is jade, with directions engraved on it, and a small pointer, as soon as the compass appears, the pointer on it is dripping and turning, as if positioning something. After a while, the pointer stopped turning, and finally stopped, and the direction it pointed in was the direction Wang Yi left.

In fact, one of the main reasons why the black old ghost made up his mind to chase after him was because on the way over, he found that Wang Yi, who was originally undetectable, could now be tracked again.

Looking at the direction the pointer pointed, the black old ghost sneered silently.

"Boy, I'm afraid you'd never have imagined that your whereabouts were already under my control. ”

Words, put away the compass, the black old ghost's body moved, and he jumped out in an instant, although it was said that the black old ghost did not dare to control the light in the mass burial field, but as a real monk, his speed was still one point faster than Wang Yi.

Not daring to delay, with a smile on his face, the old black ghost tracked Wang Yi at a very fast speed, and he wanted to catch Wang Yi as fast as possible, because the longer he stayed in the mass grave, the more dangerous it became.