With a wave of his hand, he took out a few more primary-level defensive talismans from the storage bag, and then his fingers shot out a few more spiritual powers, and several layers of defensive shields were placed in front of him.

At this time, an unbelievable shock flashed across the purple-clothed man's face, an immortal cultivator in the early stage of condensation, even if he was a descendant of a Jindan stage cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Sect, could not have so many beginner-level runes on his body? How did he know that Lin Fan's storage bag in Jiang Chen had more than 100 beginner-level runes, of which there were more than 20 defensive runes.

Although the lightning technique is extraordinary, it consumes too much spiritual power, although the man in purple has a lot of elixirs to restore spiritual power, but they are all very precious, if he uses too much to deal with this kid now, then he will encounter a strong enemy in the future, and the danger will increase a lot.

But after a little hesitation, a hint of determination flashed across his face. Now that it has reached this point, either you die or I die, and I may harm myself by preserving my strength.

The man in purple was about to continue to perform, but he heard two loud noises of "tent, tent", and then his heart was shocked, and his feet suddenly stumbled.

He looked back in shock, only to find that the two flying sword spirit weapons that he had just controlled by Shen Nian had been shot down by Lin Fan with the Yanling Knife in his hand with lightning speed. It seems that he has been gathering momentum for a long time, but he has not activated it.

Immediately, Lin Fan played a white trick, **** on his big knife, only to see the golden Yanling knife rising in the wind, and in an instant, it had turned into more than two zhang long, which was terrifying. 潶し言し格 Intoxicated Chapter has been uploaded

Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan shouted, waved the Yanling knife and slashed straight down towards the purple-clothed man with the momentum of Mount Tai.

At this time, the overwhelming black ghost mist also swarmed in, and under the leadership of the two condensation stage souls that had been liberated, the momentum was like a rainbow, emitting a piercing and sharp ghost roar, and it also rushed straight towards the purple-clothed man.

After the Yanling knife became larger, the momentum was even more amazing. Four sword qi were separated, and they slammed into the purple-clothed man's shield...... The yellow light mask shook violently, and it seemed that it could not support it.

The face of the man in purple also turned from red to white, and then from white to blue. He was forced to swallow several pills in a row, after taking them three times in a row. I finally stabilized the shield.

However, before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, an old face became ugly again, only to see that a large number of ghosts were already less than three feet away from him, and the other Qi refining stage ghosts were just that, but there were two condensation stage souls among them. After these two ghosts joined the warband, the shield could not be stopped no matter what.

"I blame myself for being too careless, I shouldn't be alone, so I came here to find Zijinding, who would have thought that I would meet such a tricky person." A trace of remorse flashed in the heart of the man in purple. Lin Fan's difficulties were beyond his imagination.

At this moment, he only felt a faint pain in his heart, and spurted out several mouthfuls of essence blood in a row, which also had a great impact on his strength, even if he had pills and spirit stones, he couldn't afford to consume them. Facing the menacing crowd of ghosts, his face became more and more solemn. His hands were brought together again, then he gritted his teeth, and when he parted, a round projectile with a faint cold light had already appeared in his hand.

"Thunderball?" At this time, Lin Fan was shocked. He knew all too well how powerful the thunderbolt was. And if this man in purple is cast now, and the two of them are so close to each other, won't they return to Huangquan together?

So, Lin Fan said sharply: "Are you crazy? Do you think you can survive such a close distance with a thunderbolt? ”

A trace of viciousness flashed in the purple-clothed man's gloomy eyes: "It's not you who forced it!" If it weren't for you being so ruthless. How could I die with you? Now, if you want to live, remove these ghosts and let me go!" ”

Now that the situation is clear, Lin Fan's power is far beyond his imagination. If you keep fighting. He had to fall here, anyway, this place was not too far from another temporary stronghold, and he could take revenge after he went back and called his fellow disciples, and then chased after him and killed this kid.

"This hateful boy must take his corpse and feed it to the dogs, and then use his soul to light the sky lantern!" The man in purple thought secretly in his heart.

At this time, Lin Fan had already summoned all the ghosts back according to his words, but the Yanling knife was still in his hand, and he did not relax at all.

The purple-clothed man looked at him vigilantly, still engrossed on guard, he only felt that his cultivation seemed to have dropped a lot, and he was already only at the Qi Refining Stage level. As a result, the idea of impacting the mid-term condensate within the year was about to be lost. Based on his current physical condition, I'm afraid he will have to wait a few more years. This made him even more resentful in his heart.

Lin Fan also realized that such a powerful opponent must have a lot of background, and he was not willing to provoke such a big enemy for himself.

Lin Fan's eyes also kept flickering, thinking about how he could kill the man in purple without dying with him because of his thunderbolt.

After a moment, there was a flash of joy in his eyes, although the price was a little greater, but it was a guarantee that he would be killed and would not affect himself. After killing the man in purple, he can also get his storage bag and the magic weapon spirit stone on his body, and with his net worth, it should not be much worse, and he can make up for this loss.

The man in purple didn't know that Jiang Chen already had a way to deal with him, and saw that he was already far away from him, about thirty zhang. And this kid didn't have the intention of making a move, Fang relieved his heart, secretly thinking that this young man seemed to be afraid of death, and he didn't dare to catch up.

Just as he was about to flee quickly, he saw Lin Fan suddenly move, holding a red rune in his hand, which could be seen from the fluctuation of spiritual power when he took it out, this rune was absolutely extraordinary.

He was suddenly shocked in his heart, and then realized that the distance between himself and Lin Fan had exceeded the explosion range of the thunderbolt. With his divine sense, he could naturally observe that the red rune was much larger than the ordinary rune, and a lifelike white tiger was drawn on it.

"Beast Soul Talisman! This kid even has this thing? ”

The man in purple only felt that the corners of his mouth were a little bitter, and he was already a little afraid and accustomed to Lin Fan's endless methods and treasures.

He had already seen that this was not an ordinary beast soul talisman, what was sealed inside was a Hanging Qing White-fronted Tiger in the middle stage of condensation, the strength of this demon beast was stronger than ordinary demon beasts of the same level, and it was barely comparable to the monks in the late stage of condensation. Even if he is in good condition, it is very difficult to deal with such a mid-stage condensate demon beast when he is not injured, let alone being seriously injured now.

The other party's expression of shock and anger, Lin Fan Jun saw it in his eyes one by one, and he activated this beast soul talisman without hesitation, if he could kill the opponent. Not only can he turn the crisis into safety, but the net worth of the man in purple must be very rich.

Driven by spiritual power, the beast soul talisman burst out with a strong red light in the air, and a majestic white tiger about two feet long appeared on the ground.

"Whew!"

The Hanging Clear-Fronted Tiger let out a terrifying roar, although it was a soul, but after being condensed by the ghost path monk with a special method, its power was not inferior to that of a real demon beast.