With the gossip plate in her left hand and the peachwood sword in her right hand, Miss An's expression was particularly serious. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The spirit is the darling of heaven and earth, and naturally has a strong force, even if this spirit has lost its greatest advantage as a spirit and the ability to master space, it is not easy to subdue, otherwise the Xuanmen disciples will not just trap him, not kill him.

Miss An's peachwood sword is not an ordinary peachwood sword, but a thunder splitting wood. As the name suggests, thunder split wood is a peach wood that has been struck by lightning, but it is not just struck by lightning, otherwise it would not be so rare.

The thunder splitting wood requires the peach tree to be struck by the lightning and not die, and the peach tree formed by the seedlings that grows is very rare. Her peachwood sword made of thunder splitting wood was still given by Li Qingfeng, and there are only two in the entire Xuanmen now, one in Li Qingfeng's hands, and now it has arrived at Miss An.

The other one is at the Xuanmen Law Enforcement Elder, and this elder, Miss An, has only met once so far.

"Ding Ding Ding"

A crisp ringing of bells made Miss An's mind immediately concentrate, and her vigilance was also raised to the highest. According to Li Qingfeng, this spirit has a bell the size of a dragon's eye, which can confuse people's minds.

Suddenly the wind was fierce, and the trees shook and the grass shook, like a group of demons from the ground dancing wildly.

The small flames in the oil lamps also began to shake.

With a wave of his hand, the peachwood sword held up the bowl on the stone table after holding a sword flower, and the sword spire was in the middle of the bottom of the bowl.

All the cinnabar rice in the bowl was sprinkled in a shadow at the bottom of the tree, and then a slender figure gradually appeared.

The white shirt on his body is covered with red plums, and there are countless small holes burned out of cinnabar rice, and you can see some charred flesh inside.

frowned, he didn't hide just now, and let so much cinnabar rice spill on his body.

He was no longer the purest spirit in the world, and now he had nothing more than a body that was about to decay. Cinnabar rice is a thing of the sun, and if it had been placed before, of course, it would not have caused him any harm, and he would not even feel uncomfortable.

But now that he is a supreme yang thing like cinnabar rice, it can be described as a highly poisonous thing for him.

It was impossible for him not to feel the pain from such an injury just now, but he didn't even snort.

Looking at those emotionless eyes, Miss An was even more puzzled.

A hoarse voice rang out, "You want to catch me?"

"However, I haven't taken revenge yet, how can I be willing to die like this, I'm not reconciled" Ling's face was crazy, and a cloud of black smoke poured towards Miss An.

Feeling the thick evil aura and resentment inside, I couldn't help but look sideways, this spirit killer will definitely not be one or two.

With a shake of the hand, the gossip mirror on the gossip plate began to rotate, and as soon as the hand was raised, the hazy moonlight in the sky shone on the mirror, and the entire mirror emitted white light.

"Heaven and earth, clear air and moon"

It's a long time, but it's just a breath of time, and the gossip mirror shines on the black smoke.

Suddenly, a hoarse roar sounded from the smoke, and a woman with a distorted face appeared in the smoke.

Seeing this resentful spirit appearing in the smoke, the spirit's expression became even more weird, and his eyes revealed a strong love, followed by a monstrous hatred.

He muttered something in his mouth, and the resentful spirit's face became more distorted, and streams of blood came out of her mouth and nose, and you can imagine how much pain she was suffering, but she still frantically grabbed at Miss An.

This time, the moonlight on the gossip mirror failed to stop her steps, and the ghost energy on her body began to drift away, but she still grabbed it regardless of it.

Miss An knew that it was because the people who were manipulating her were controlling her, and the peachwood sword met her.

The treasure of the sun, such as Thunder Splitting Wood, is not the same level as cinnabar rice, and almost as soon as the tip of the sword touches the resentful spirit, the resentful spirit begins to howl like a beast, and the ghost energy immediately dissipates more than half.

Seeing that the resentful spirit was about to be beaten to pieces, the spirit muttered something again, and a ghost aura that was more powerful than before came out of the resentful spirit.

The Wraith is stronger now than before.

Just when Miss An thought that the resentful spirit would pounce on her like she had just done just now, she didn't expect that this resentful spirit suddenly swelled all over her body and swelled into a ball at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Self-destruct!

However, in an instant, the skin on the wraith was almost transparent, and it seemed that it was about to explode in the next second.

Although she has never seen the self-explosion of ghosts, Miss An can also imagine how lethal the self-explosion of such a powerful resentful spirit will be, and her eyes are fixed, now is not the time to hesitate.

As soon as the hand was raised, the Bagua Plate was thrown above the head, and the peachwood sword that was originally placed in the right hand was also transferred to the left hand.

When he put the index finger of his right hand in his mouth and bit it hard, the rusty smell of blood spread in his mouth.

Some people say that it is impossible to bite their fingers, but in fact, it is just because they have not been forced to that part, or because they do not have the determination and ruthlessness, they naturally can't bite their fingers, because when they feel pain, they will subconsciously let go of their mouths.

A warlock like Miss An will not have such a situation at all, because a warlock is dealing with ghosts, and it is impossible for a warlock to carry enough cinnabar and black dog blood and the like on his body all the time, and he may not have time to take it out when he encounters danger.

When encountering danger or fighting, biting your finger has become the best and fastest way.

In almost 0.5 seconds, Miss An drew a spell glowing with golden light with a quick and unclear technique.

Twelve spells form a huge golden cage that completely envelops the wraiths.

Catching the fallen gossip plate, he stepped on the step, and the peachwood sword in his hand emitted a slight golden light.

A dazzling golden light emanated from the tip of the sword, particularly dazzling in the dark night.

With a strong foot, he flew up, and the peachwood sword stabbed the resentful spirit's body fiercely, and at the same time, the gossip plate gave the resentful spirit a hard blow.

Like a deflated ball, a large amount of ghost qi came out of the hole that was stabbed by the peachwood sword.

Miss An, who had been guarding against Ling, saw that he hadn't made a move at this time, and she couldn't help but glance at him.

I saw him like a humble gentleman, looking at the resentful spirit in mid-air with gentle eyes.

Turning his head, he saw that the hideous-looking resentful spirit had already turned into a gentle look, and if he ignored the black gas that kept coming out of her body, coupled with that grateful smile and beautiful face, the man would definitely look sideways when he saw it.

"Ding Ding Ding"

The spirit made a move, at the moment when this female ghost dissipated. (To be continued.) )