Nangong Fan walked leisurely in the forbidden area of life alone.

The body that is not weaker than the perfect physique in the slightest makes him not as uncomfortable here as he imagined.

No matter how forbidden area of life is, there must be a limit, and for Nangong Fan today, it is not much of a problem to swim in this forbidden area of life. Of course, feeling cold is inevitable, but it's much better than the time when the Polar Bear King came here.

There are sometimes eerie winds whistling along the way, as if there are ghosts crying in it?

Nangong Fan even had the feeling of being secretly peeed at. Standing in the open space like this, looking at the black gas wafting around in the air and on the ground, he lowered his head and groaned, he faintly felt that the ghost thing he was going to hunt was among them.

The ghosts here have not been transformed, and they gallop through the world with the yin wind in their original form.

So what now?

Nangong Fan raised his steps and rushed into a cloud of thin black gas at an extremely fast speed.

"Hmm!" Nangong Fan sighed softly, as soon as he came into contact with this black qi, his vision blurred, and there seemed to be something floating in front of him who couldn't see his figure.

Faintly four-limbed animals, some skinny, some muscular, looking a little like ice wolves and polar bears?

There are also a few walking upright, their thin bodies blending into the heavens and the earth, and they can't really be seen.

The sound of ghosts crying wolves sounded in my ears.

There are ghosts crying, and there are ghosts howling.

They seemed to be deterring Nangong Fan from leaving, and they were not too fierce.

"Something interesting. ”

Seeing that Nangong Fan had no intention of staying away, this wisp of black gas quickly faded away, and in the blink of an eye, it blew high into the air and went away with the wind.

"It seems that trying to hunt down the ghosts here is not as easy as it seems. Nangong Fan shook his head.

These ghosts are stocked in ghost towns, right?

So what do they grow on?

Nangong Fan doesn't believe in ghost towns, people would be so kind to put the little ghosts they had captured with great difficulty here to play.

This forbidden area of life may be a wonderful place to raise ghosts.

"Is the cold good for ghosts?" Nangong Fan tilted his head and thought for a while, but he didn't have a specific answer, so he had to move on.

It's not that he can't target this little ghost in the form of a divine soul, not to mention that he already has divine power in his body, but even the spiritual consciousness born after reaching the legend has a great lethal power on it. This is also the reason why the consummation powerhouse can basically ignore attacks such as monster vertical holes.

These little ghosts are too fragile, Nangong Fan can make them dissipate with a single thought. It's just that he doesn't want to contaminate these things that are contaminated with the soul.

Although the divine power in his body is not weak, he has no means of attack, and if he has a close contact with these little ghosts, it will inevitably cause unclean things.

Matters related to divine souls are not trivial, and Nangong Fan will never use his divine soul to make such jokes.

"Will spiritual power be useful to it?" Nangong Fan thought so, and casually popped out a spiritual power in his hand, heading towards the black mist not far away.

The spiritual power easily pierced through it and plunged into the extremely hard ice, leaving not even a single mark.

Nangong Fan sensed it carefully and shook his head, "It's useless, or is it in the wrong way? These little ghosts can't even see the sun, so they can only make mortals be slightly frightened, causing a little ghost hitting the wall, so don't worry." ”

There are four or five priests in this group, so leave it to them to deal with these ghosts!

Thinking like this, Nangong Fan let go of his pace and went deeper.

The yin wind is stronger, the black air is swirling, and the ghosts here seem to be bolder. From time to time, Nangong Fan showed his figure to intimidate.

Even Nangong Fan accidentally landed, and walked around the same place twice before discovering the problem.

The spark in Nangong Fan's hand appeared, and the black qi was dispersed before he walked out of the ghost hitting the wall. It was also during this period that I discovered that spiritual power is not useless, as long as you use dim sum to wipe out one or two imps, it is not a difficult task.

For this reason, there are two little ghosts that directly burrow into Nangong Fan's body.

Hmm, fancy meat buns beat dogs.

Nangong Fan did not refuse those who dared to burrow into his body, and he didn't flicker his skin and spiritual power, so he let them in.

In the outside world, the world is vast, and it is really difficult to catch a ghost, but you can come to your own territory! Close the door and let the dog go, the spiritual power surging in the body flows gently, and the ghost thing is not immune.

This can startle these ghosts, although they have no intelligence, but the instinct to avoid danger is still there, and they immediately envelop the black qi away from the desolate beasts in their eyes.

Nangong Fan didn't mean to catch up, and looked at the slightly undulating blue line in front of him.

Having been here before, he already knew in his heart that he was about to enter a state of endless fighting.

This slightly low hill stretches to the left and right, and the highest point is the bear king's den where he once belonged.

With the wind under his feet, he suddenly came to this small hill and looked into the depths.

The outline of the ghost town is clearly visible, and this endless plain is full of ghosts roaming.

It's all manifest ghosts!

Just by glancing slightly, Nangong Fan saw that a figure thousands of kilometers away had already arrived here one step ahead of him.

With the golden light of his fist, he can easily destroy several ghosts.

Niu Tianzong was the first to set off.

Nangong Fan just glanced at him and looked farther away.

On a slightly towering hill, a huge figure stands proudly.

King Bear!

It seems that in addition to the ascetic group, they will also have a lot of unexpected help.

Just slaughtering ghosts, can it really make the ghost town can't hold back and go out of the city to fight them?

Nangong Fan was not too sure in his heart.

Looking at the ghostly fire shaking in front of him, Nangong Fan couldn't help but make a move.

Compared to the little ghosts hidden in the yin qi, if these ghosts in front of them go out from here, the harm will be much greater. Even hiding in the snow and ice will not be a problem to turn the entire northern realm into a ghost domain.

The sword moves, rolling up the wind and frost. The cold light was cold, and all the imps that crossed by were easily torn apart.

Nangong Fan's body appeared strangely under the hill, his fingers flicked the blade of the sword, and his heart was solemn, the body of the little ghost here seemed to be a little harder than when Beiliang City turned into a ghost domain?

A chill arose from the soles of his feet, and even with Nangong Fan's physique, he also felt a little uncomfortable when he comprehended the freezing law of ice.

The cold wind here seems to blow directly into the bone marrow, and a cold current gradually generates, scurrying in the body. Even Nangong Fan had to add an extra set of clothes outside to feel more comfortable.

Thinking of what he had just seen, Niu Tianzong was naked and waving his fists, and his heart smacked, it seemed that he still had a long way to go.

Nangong Fan looked at the ghosts who didn't take him to heart, all of them were still wandering around, their bodies sliding directly on the ice, and they didn't take him as an uninvited guest in their eyes.

Nangong Fan was not in a hurry to make a move, he found these ghost creatures forming phantom fire for the first time, as if he didn't see the creatures around him.

You must know that if there is no restraint on feeding ghosts, these ghosts, as long as they see living creatures, just like bones for puppies, must definitely be eaten alive and turned into nourishment for their own growth before they will stop.

That's what they've implanted in their souls. Even a fierce ghost with a child's mind can't resist this instinct, it's just that it's no longer an opponent who chooses to run away.

Nangong Fan Mo rubbed his chin, he was more curious about what made the ghosts restrain their instincts than destroying one or two little ghosts.

Even if the world is destroyed, Nangong Fan doesn't dare to think so.

A little ghost walked straight in front of him as if Nangong Fan didn't exist.

Nangong Fan's eyes flashed, and he grabbed this little ghost.

"Squeak!"

The little ghost, who was restrained by a huge force and forcibly left the ground, opened his teeth and claws towards Nangong Fan. The beating fire flickered with a very simple emotion.

"Seems to be angry and anxious?" Nangong Fan looked at the little ghost face that was very hideous but looked like a rare human race, no matter how much it struggled, it couldn't really hurt Nangong Fan.

Nangong Fan felt interesting in his heart. He didn't care that it might be a ghost that had been forcibly stripped from his shell, he wanted to see what it was that made the imp forget all about his instinct to devour creatures.

This little ghost is so pitiful and has become a plaything in Nangong Fan's hands.

Nangong Fan watched it grinning with bared teeth, sometimes lifting it above his head to blow the yin wind, and sometimes taking out a piece of flesh and blood to watch it gobble it up.

With a slight groan, Nangong Fan put it on the ice again.

This little ghost ghost seemed to flash a trace of satisfaction, and was ready to wander on the ground, but he was stopped by Nangong Fan, and he couldn't go far.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth were a little weirder, what was there underground? He could only feel the chill that made him chill.

The chill was very exciting, even outside the ice and snow forbidden area.

Nangong Fan crushed this monster, his mind was empty, and the seeds of the law of gravity jumped.

After a while, Nangong Fan stopped his senseless temptation, "I didn't expect something to block my sense of the geocentric frequency." Is that the thing nourishing the ghosts?"

Nangong Fan lowered his head, feeling more and more that the chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was not simple, perhaps that was the reason why this place had become a forbidden area for life below the legend.

What will it be?

If it can be destroyed, will the fertile ground of this ghost thing disappear?

It's a pity that flying is easy to do, and it's not easy to escape if you want to.

Nangong Fan is not a person who gives up easily, he finally found a way to force the ghost city, so he has to give it a try.

I can't escape from the ground, I can dig a hole, right?" Holding the black dragon sword, he stabbed at the ice.

"Poof!"

Shallow deep holes appeared on the ground, and Nangong Fan remembered the spiritual power that he had ejected earlier, and he didn't even leave a single conspicuous trace, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Even if this ice surface is not as tough as the monster's skin, it is not something he can easily destroy if he wants to, let alone dig a hole to find out the truth.

After all the experiments were useless, Nangong Fan was annoyed and angry, and always felt that the little ghosts who kept swaying around him seemed to be laughing at himself for not being able to measure himself, and he slashed at the ghosts with his sword.

Master, I don't have the ability to break the ice, isn't it easy to slaughter you?

A flash of inspiration appeared, and the sword slashed.

These stupid ghosts who absorb the chill have all become the souls of Nangong Fan's sword.

Such a wanton killing finally attracted the attention of the ghosts, and clusters of ghostly flames turned their heads to look in the direction of Nangong Fan.

Their feeding progress was interrupted, and they rushed towards Nangong Fan with a howl.

"Good time!"

Nangong Fan couldn't help but be overjoyed as he watched the area that was gradually being swept away refill with ghosts.

If you can't solve the problem fundamentally, you can only use the stupid method you thought of at the beginning, and slaughter ghosts to make the people in the ghost town feel painful.

Nangong Fan wished that the little ghosts would come more and more violently. Anyway, under a sword, cutting one is chopping, and chopping a group is also chopping, and there is absolutely no possibility that the imp will be spared.

Of course, the more you come, the better!

Nangong Fan thought about the picture he saw on the bear king's den, and he didn't know how long the thirty or so of them would kill before they would fight a decisive battle with them under the anger of the ghost city.

I'm afraid that if the sword is not broken or the knife is blunt, I can't see the shadow of the ghost city people.

Maybe there will be more ghosts in the ghost town.

"Brother Tai, you can kill casually, and I will lose in the blink of an eye. ”