Ning Bufan's eyes flashed with a jade-like luster, his clothes were hunting and agitating, the long sword was held in his hand, the sword blade was pointed obliquely, and the space around him was constantly converging under the sharp shot of the sword.

Countless spiritual lights flowed around his body, his skin emitted brilliant colors, and he made every move, without the slightest delay, that feeling was extremely mysterious.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

For some reason, Elder Tian sensed an extremely dangerous aura on this young man at this moment, this feeling made him very unhappy, obviously this kid only had the realm of the Eight Qi of the True Yuan Realm, which was a whole qi worse than him, but it could make him so jealous.

"Pretend to be a ghost and look for death. ”

Elder Tian stabilized his mind, and with a loud roar, a black gas suddenly burst out from his feet, and then instantly enveloped his whole body, swimming around like a powerful ghost possessing his body, and flew out of his head.

In an instant, it turned into a black curtain of light, fusing all those ghosts together.

"The devil is born!"

The next moment, a huge and incomparable ghost god stepped on the void and appeared above the valley, its eyes were like an abyss, it was extremely black, shooting out a light that penetrated the soul, and even the air was directly polluted into a thick black gas.

"Boy, if you die under this spiritual trick, you can turn a blind eye. Elder Tian Sen Ran said with a smile.

With a wave of his big hand, the figure of the ghost god stepped out, crossed a distance of a hundred zhang, and stretched out a pair of giant thick black claws, and the air below was directly suppressed, and the originally clear sky seemed to be stained with thick ink, exuding a hideous aura of dementors.

Thundered......

The giant ghost's handprint enveloped the power of the surrounding space, and smashed down like a mountain.

Seeing such an astonishing attack, Ning Meng was already frightened to the point that he was short of breath, his forehead was in sharp pain, and that trace of ghost qi had already penetrated from his seven orifices, affecting his sanity.

At this moment, the jade-colored light around Ning Bufan's body became more and more intense, he raised his head, and a spiritual light burst out from his eyes, directly like a sword, and instantly collided with the ghost handprint.

The difference between the two is too great, like a small tree trying to resist the collapse of a mountain, which looks quite funny.

"Haha, boy, have you given up resisting? It's a pity that this ghost will not show mercy to your subordinates when it comes out. ”

Elder Tian laughed proudly, he had already made up his mind in his heart to accept Ning Bufan's soul and bring it to the patriarch Qi Xuan, let him be tortured, and relieve the hatred of Qi Hao and many Qi clan powerhouses.

But the next moment, his expression froze on his face, and the situation in mid-air made him extremely shocked and retreated again and again.

I saw that the aura stabbed in the center of the ghost handprint, and the two attacks that seemed to have a huge gap were frozen together, and the aura didn't know what was strange, and it actually stirred up a circle of black ripples in the palm of the ghost hand, and slammed upward.

Rumble!

Elder Tian could feel that that aura seemed to be fused with an attack on the soul, the ghost handprint was originally condensed by him summoning many evil spirits, and under the impact of the aura, it was faintly about to collapse, and the strong black aura seemed to be afraid, and he fled frantically outside.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Bufan held the Phantom Yin Dragon Sword in his hand, stepped out, glanced at the ghost figure that was almost hundreds of times his size with his eyes, sneered, his feet moved, his body and the spirit sword were one, and he rushed forward with a whoosh.

The sword light was intense, and it was increasing at an incredible speed, and after crossing the distance of a hundred zhang, it turned into a sword that soared into the sky, slashing towards the ghost and god shadow.

An extremely sharp sword whistle rang out.

"The Fifth Layer of the Wind Cloud Illusion Sword Technique!"

Countless sword lights appeared in mid-air in an instant like lightning, and with the cultivation of the Heavenly Elder, he couldn't even see how those sword lights were used, and the figure of that young man was even more integrated into the wind and clouds, and he couldn't catch it at all.

"How is it possible? How can this kid use such a strong attack with the strength of the Eight Qi of the True Yuan Realm?"

Elder Tian's face turned pale and he cried out in horror.

In this moment, the figure of the ghost shadow had been frozen in mid-air, unable to move, and then those sword lights became more and more, almost reaching thousands of ways, and small cracks continued to appear on the body of the ghost and god shadow, and finally exploded with a bang.

The black gas was filled, and those fierce spirits fled outward.

However, before they could escape from the valley, Elder Heaven had already seen a giant sword suddenly appear in the sky, like the aura of the sky shooting down, instantly turning into a sword net, enveloping all those powerful souls, and directly strangling them into nothingness.

Burst......

Those powerful souls were fused with the soul power of the Heavenly Elder, and seeing the black shadow in the sky dissipate rapidly, his face turned pale, and a thick fear appeared in his eyes, and then he staggered back and fell directly to the ground.

Blood spat out of his mouth, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a thick black color, which looked extremely disgusting.

Ning Bufan was in the air and looked down, there seemed to be no expression on his face. With a wave of his hands, countless sword qi roared and appeared at his feet, turning him into a ray of light and appearing in front of the Heavenly Elder like lightning.

The latter was frightened, pointing at Ning Bufan with both hands, and there was extreme fear in his heart.

"You...... You ......"

Ning Bufan slowly raised the Phantom Yin Dragon Sword and sent it out directly, instantly piercing his throat, and the frost sword qi penetrated into his flesh and blood and meridians, freezing his whole body.

And there was a strange power in the sword, which went straight to the sea of Heavenly Elder's knowledge, and there was a soft bang, as if it was just the sound of a bubble bursting.

But Ning Meng, who was stunned on the side, could feel that the elder's soul had completely dissipated on this day, and he was directly strangled by a strange aura like those ghosts before.

Being deprived of life and soul at the same time is a complete death!

Ning Bufan slowly fell, his feet fell to the ground, and the aura around his body gradually dissipated, his body trembled, and he almost fell to the ground, relying on the power of the spirit sword to stand firm.

At this moment, he was extremely consumed and physically and mentally exhausted, but there was a strong surprise in his heart.

"Is this the magic trick?"

Ning Bufan's state just now suddenly appeared after using the Spirit Rhino Technique, that feeling, as if a flash of inspiration in his brain and a fugue in his soul, for a period of time, even he felt that he couldn't control himself.

"I didn't expect that after the soul and aura were fused, there would be such a strong power!"

Ning Bufan felt that he seemed to have entered a mysterious realm before, and he didn't need to urge himself, the sea of qi and meridians in his body spontaneously operated, and even the Phantom Yin and Dragon Sword were also connected, and the use of all the methods and spiritual techniques was so natural and natural.

And in this state, Ning Bufan also unexpectedly practiced the fifth level of the Fengyun Fantasy Sword Technique, according to the Izumo Wei predecessors in the cave, this sword technique is not an ordinary spirit technique, but an intermediate spirit technique, and the strongest is the attack power, if you practice to the ninth level, it is even comparable to the Mahayana spirit technique in terms of attack power.

At a glance this time, it was indeed true, this day the elder used the strength of the Nine Qi of the True Yuan Realm to use that kind of strange spiritual technique, but he was still defeated in his hands.

If it weren't for the mysterious state of this Wind Cloud Illusion Sword Technique and the Spirit Rhino Technique, Ning Bufan could almost imagine that at this moment, his soul would probably have been swallowed by that ghost and divine shadow and tortured.

"Hoo ......"

However, using these two spiritual techniques at the same time was a great burden for Ning Bufan at this moment, he stopped at this moment, felt dizzy, and felt a strong sense of prostration.

"Ningmeng?"

After a while, Ning Bufan realized that Ning Meng on the side was still tied to the big tree, he hurriedly stood up, walked over, smiled embarrassedly, and untied his meridians.

"Thank you!" Ning Meng was not in a good mood at the moment, and reluctantly stood up, looking at Ning Bufan's gaze with a trace of consternation.

"Are you okay?" Ning Bufan asked with concern.

"It's okay, I can't die for the time being. Ning Meng mobilized his aura and traveled all over his body to quickly recover from his injuries.

Rumble...... Bang......

At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise not far away, and the earth shook.

The two of them were shocked and hurriedly looked in that direction, only to see several mountain peaks crumbling, rocks flying, smoke and dust billowing out, and the hurricane swept everything around them like a storm of sand.

In the chaos, Ning Bufan saw the figure with a red blood shadow all over his body step out, smashing the mountain stone in front of him with a fist, and then laughed wildly, and the blood-colored aura condensed into a palm and shot out.

Faintly, an old man in gray was shrouded by the palm wind, snorted, and was directly blasted out of dozens of feet, smashing a big ravine on the ground, and his body was extremely embarrassed.

"Hong Lao?!"

Ning Bufan and Ning Meng were so shocked that they could hardly believe their eyes. Elder Hong is the oldest in the Ning clan, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is faintly above the Great Elder, how could he be beaten like this by the Third Elder, not only down, but also seriously injured?

"Old thing, you have lived so long, you should have gone down to accompany the old fool who was unwilling to pass on the position of patriarch to me!"

The laughter of the three elders came from among the rocks, and then the wind and waves rolled in, bouncing everything around him, his blood-red figure flew out violently, and the aura that lingered around his body converged, making his eyes even more murderous.

"You traitor!"

Ning Meng roared and stood up directly, Ning Bufan in the rear was slightly surprised, and also adjusted his breath and ran towards the injured Hong Lao.

"Meng'er, it's all because my father didn't teach you well, but it's still too late, I'll kill these two people first. ”

The three elders sneered, a trace appeared on the ground under his feet, and his body rushed out, and the cultivation of a Xuan Mind was directly condensed on the palm of his hand, and the palm wind was pervasive, and the scope was extremely large, enveloping Ning Bufan like an enchantment.

The latter could not resist such an attack even when he was in his heyday, and at this moment the consumption was extremely great, and he suddenly couldn't move, his face was flushed by the terrifying pressure, and even the seven orifices were bleeding.

"Brute, dare!"

At this time, the seriously injured Hong Lao found that the three elders were trying to attack Ning Bufan, and immediately let out an angry roar, a trace of anger rose on the old man's face, he ignored himself, and flew out violently, blocking in front of Ning Bufan.

"Hey......

Ning Bufan was horrified to see that the third elder had a treacherous smile on his face, and his other hand quickly stretched out from under the long sleeves, and his fingertips fused with spiritual light, turning into a spear shadow several zhang long, directly penetrating Elder Hong's chest.

Blood sprayed, and the old man's body stopped in mid-air, and a gray cloth shirt hung down, fluttering in the wind.