Jiang Feng only glanced at You Jinrong slightly, and then stared coldly at the gray-robed young man opposite.

"Wind and Fire Technique Seal, Five Elements Basic Exercises! Admire and admire, I can't imagine that Your Excellency's cultivation is not high, but the exercises are so amazing. It is not unjust that the two of them died at the hands of your Excellency...... In the Lower Wind Mountain, Ding Jianqiu, did you not ask Your Excellency's name?" After the gray-robed young man stabilized his body, he asked coldly.

"Hundred Forging Sect, Jiang Feng!"

"Okay, the matter has come to this point, I don't think it is possible to reconcile, I just want to know, what is your intention to meddle in this troubled water!" Na Ding Jianqiu asked.

Jiang Feng just smiled and said, "I have never liked talking nonsense with dead people!"

Ding Jianqiu was furious when he heard this, and he shouted loudly: "Boy, don't think that you can do whatever you want with your great achievements in the Five Elements Basic Exercises, I will let you see your Ding Ye's magical powers." ”

After that, I saw that he lifted the ghost yaksha in the air, only to see a flash of green light on the fork, and then a large stream of black gas came out from the ground, behind the young man and on the ghost fork. This black air is extremely cold, and it is accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling. This scene Jiang Feng is all too familiar. In the two battles on Funiu Mountain that year, he almost died at the hands of this ghost mist. It's just that now the formation of this ghost fog is ten times stronger than that Qi Hanbing.

In a few moments, Ding Jianqiu was completely hidden in this ghost mist. Jiang Feng felt that the temperature around him was also rapidly decreasing as the ghost fog spread. Gradually, it began to become pitch black. Ding Jianqiu, who was in the thick fog, let out a strange smile, and saw him pat the storage bag, and suddenly two vermilion gourds appeared in the palm of his hand. He bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, and pointed two magic seals into the gourd, only to hear the faint sound of thunder in the gourd. Suddenly, the gourd produced a suction force to suck in the ball of essence blood, and the thunder in the gourd was a little louder, but there was no movement at the mouth of the gourd.

At this time, Ding Jianqiu gritted his teeth, and saw that his left hand was like a knife, and his hand was up and down. A scream came out of his mouth, and then two fingers appeared at the mouth of the gourd with a large cloud of blood mist. I could only hear the gourd let out a cheerful roar. Like a child picking up candy, a black light spews out and rolls the stump finger and the blood mist into it.

There were two loud bangs, and two black-red lightning bolts flew out of each of the two gourds. These two bolts of lightning were walking like snakes, extremely fast, and quickly disappeared in the black gas and attacked Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng only felt that his consciousness and consciousness were greatly limited in the black qi. He vaguely saw the scene of Ding Jianqiu's severed finger releasing blood red lightning. But for a moment, he couldn't find any trace of those two lightning bolts.

Jiang Feng knows that things are not good, but he is also a battle-hardened person. I saw him pat the storage bag, and suddenly a golden light shot out, it was the vajra of the foundation monk of the Smelting Fire Hall. As soon as Jiang Feng urged his mana, a Buddha light suddenly isolated him from the black qi like a barrier.

The next moment, I heard a crackling sound, and two red lightning bolts were beeping and jumping outside the golden aura. Jiang Feng fixed his eyes and saw that this lightning bolt was two strange snakes with black and red bodies. Seeing that the strange snake couldn't break through this protective Buddha light, it spewed out a large mouthful of black liquid from its mouth and smeared it on this Buddha light.

Just listening to the crisp sound of "crackling", this black liquor is obviously an extremely filthy and highly poisonous thing, and Jiang Feng's body protection Buddha light actually cracked like glass, and it was about to break.

"Good brute, don't be arrogant!" I saw that Jiang Feng also slapped the spirit beast bag, and suddenly six flying snakes broke out of the air. Jiang Feng shouted "Go", and the six flying snakes broke out of the cover, scuffling with the two lightning bolts.

Jiang Feng had just seen Ding Jianqiu's figure vaguely by the light of the Buddha, and without saying a word, he casually sent out dozens of wind blades and slashed away.

Ding Jianqiu could see clearly when he hid in the black fog, and the six Lishui Flying Snakes released by Shicai Jiang Feng were also extremely fierce, although they were a few points inferior to his "Black Dragon Dragon", but they were three times the number, so they just had a draw. Ding Jianqiu raised the ghost fork, and suddenly several green lights flashed, breaking all of Jiang Feng's wind blades. He saw that the vajra in Jiang Feng's hand was constantly coming out with Buddha light, and this Buddha light was his ghostly nemesis. These demonic spirits are not endless, and under the offset of the Buddha's light, the concentration of black qi has already thinned a few points.

Ding Jianqiu was heartbroken at this time, and he saw him holding a ghost fork and shaking it vigorously. Then something strange happened, and the two ghost heads on the ghost fork actually opened their eyes. The two bells under the ghost's head were originally reliefs, but now they have become like real bells, one after the other, making a low and dark shout, like countless underground ghosts calling souls. Ding Jianqiu was in pain at this time. The "ghostly sound" of this ghost fork bell is not something that can be emitted infinitely. It serves as the killer weapon of this artifact, and it can only be used up to three times.

The two ghost heads were big mouths, and then more than ten black gases turned into more than ten evil ghosts of different shapes circling out, and they flew up and down tightly around Jiang Feng, with the ringing of the magic bell, their dancing posture and form changed at will. This level of "soul hooking demon sound" is not only a monk in the Qi cultivation period, but even a monk in the foundation building period is deeply involved in it, and if he is not careful, he will lose control of his mind and die of madness.

Jiang Feng saw at this time that You Jinrong's father and son, who were originally standing on the side, were holding hands at this moment, their shawls were scattered, and they were dancing with the magic sound, as if their expressions were out of control. Suddenly, two clouds of black gas struck, covering the faces of the two of them. I only heard a strange sound of "swish", and in a few breaths, the two of them were sucked dry, and even the primordial spirit did not escape. This black qi inhaled the essence of Eugene Rong's father and son, as if it had been nourished, and it was obviously a little stronger.

Jiang Feng was frowning at the moment. The Buddha light of the vajra was originally somewhat restrained by this magic sound, but it couldn't withstand the continuous corrosion of this venom, and under the continuous sound wave attacks of these ghosts, it didn't work now. Sure enough, after only a few breaths, the Buddha's light mask finally broke. As soon as the Buddha's light broke, more than a dozen ghosts floating in the sky immediately surged. Jiang Feng hurriedly took out the Yanlong Sword and Shield, and several fireballs in succession slowed down the attack speed of the ghost qi.

But what gave Jiang Feng a headache was that the ghosts turned into by this black qi were almost formless bodies, and after they were dispersed by the rockets sent out by the Yanlong Sword, they immediately reorganized, and even split into two, two and four, turning into more ghosts and impacting down. Jiang Feng is left and right block, and gradually does not stand up. In fact, Jiang Feng's vajra and Buddha clothes are both top spiritual weapons in Buddhism, but unfortunately Jiang Feng doesn't know how to practice Buddhism, so he can only rely on a Buddha bone relic to barely drive, plus his cultivation is limited, so today's confrontation with that ghost fork is a big disadvantage.

At this time, there were more and more ghosts falling, under the attack of the magic bell, Jiang Feng's movements became slower and slower, and several times the ghosts formed by the condensation of black gas flew in front of Jiang Feng's face, although he was immediately dispersed by Jiang Feng, but Jiang Feng felt that his soul seemed to be pulled away a little, and his consciousness became more and more chaotic, and after a few waves, his body actually stopped! At this time, a cloud of black gas turned into a smiling ghost, and he was hovering in front of Jiang Feng's face door with a strange "hehe" strange laugh.

At this moment, a white light burst out, and a delicate voice burst out of the air.

"Brother Jiang, catch the pearl!" Immediately, a white light flew out, hitting the door of the smiling ghost. The ghost screamed and disappeared without a trace.

Under this white light, Jiang Feng instantly regained his senses, and as soon as he grabbed it, he scooped up the beads that scattered white light in his hand. He didn't think much about it, the mana in his hand was frantically poured in, and he only heard a "bang" sound explode, and a large white light shot out in all directions, turning the surroundings into daylight.

At this moment, the ghosts in the sky seemed to be frozen by this white light, and they hovered in mid-air, and then dissipated like water dissolved under the white light.

This sudden change stunned Ding Jianqiu and woke Jiang Feng up. Losing the cover of the devil, Jiang Feng found that Ding Jianqiu was only three or four feet away from him. I saw Jiang Feng raise his hand, and seven meteors slashed towards Ding Jianqiu like lightning. That Ding Jianqiu hurriedly danced the ghost fork, but he could barely resist it. Jiang Feng roared, the Yanlong Sword in his right hand fired a series of rockets, and the Yanlong Shield in his left hand threw it violently and smashed towards Ding Jianqiu.

Ding Jianqiu's ghost yaksha flashed with green light, breaking the rockets one by one, and then the two ghost heads conjured up two ghosts again to bite the Yanlong Shield. Ding Jianqiu laughed, stretched out his hand and wanted to take the shield down, only to hear Jiang Feng yell: "Lock!" I saw that the five golden flowers on the shield immediately brightened, and then the next moment, Ding Jianqiu fell straight like a zongzi.

Jiang Feng sighed slightly, and didn't see any movement from him, only heard a burst of cicadas suddenly sounding in the night sky......