At this time, Lin Fan and Emily, Ye Mei and Zhou Laosi, as well as several men in black were sitting on the top floor of a tall building opposite, with a table in front of them, full of fruits and snacks, and two bottles of red wine.

These people watched from afar the fighting methods of the people in the ghost gate and the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain, they held wine glasses in their hands, and gently sipped red wine, how leisurely and leisurely they were.

When she saw that the people in the Ghost Gate and the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain were deadlocked, Ye Mei smiled disdainfully and said, "Evil Demon Six Dao, these old guys are still living in the memories of the past, thinking how indispensable they are. ”

"Hmph, after half a year of hard preparation, it turned out that it was just a draw with the opponent, if they opened the battle and fought together, wouldn't it be a defeat, it was time for them to wake up."

Ye Mei's evaluation of the six demons is not high, this time she wanted to use a hearty victory to show Lin Fan the strength behind her, but these guys are not powerful, which makes her a little embarrassed.

Facing Ye Mei's dissatisfaction, Lin Fan just smiled slightly, raised his wine glass and touched Emily lightly, without making any response.

Lin Fan's attitude made Ye Mei even more disappointed in the ghost gate, and invited guests to watch a good show, who knew that the acting turned out to be a bad movie, this embarrassment was really intolerable.

This time, the ghost sect can be said to have poured out, and there were not many disciples left of them, and they were killed by Lin Fan last time, so there were less than fifty people in total.

But the number of opponents is smaller, and it is only an elder of Longhu Mountain who comes, it can be said that the first line of Longhu Mountain only sent a small part of the strength, which made the entire ghost gate helpless, and the ghost gate also used the help of the formation.

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Fortunately, it didn't take long for that small flag to play a role under the command of the Ghost Sect Master, and the form slowly turned in a favorable direction.

When he saw the small flag, it aroused Lin Fan's interest, he observed the broken flag with blazing eyes, shook his head slightly and said: "I didn't expect that the ten ghost king flags that the ancestor of the ghost sect had gone through a lot of hardships and encountered many disasters to refine were only one left, and the spirit of the instrument had been destroyed, and there was no longer the demeanor of the year. ”

The most famous magic weapon of the ghost gate is the Huangquan sword, legend has it that this sword is taken from the abyss under the nine shadows, calcined with fire, soaked in yellow spring water, lasted countless times, and finally took shape, known as the first holy object of the ghost road.

In addition to the Huangquan Sword, the most powerful magic weapon of the Ghost Gate should be the Ten Ghost King Flags, which formed a terrifying Ten Directions Hell Array in the secret realm of the Ghost Gate, which caused heavy losses to the six major sects of the year, and finally had to do their best to break through.

Legend has it that these ten ghost king flags can be arranged separately, and if they are refined into one, they can command the soul body of the world, which is enough to compete with any divine soldier in the world.

But now the small flag in the hands of the master of the Ghost Gate is obviously only one of them, and the remaining nine Ghost King Flags must have been destroyed in that battle.

Even if the remaining side is destroyed, because the machine spirit has been destroyed, and the power is not one in ten, it cannot be regarded as the real Ghost King Banner.

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"Hehe, Mr. Lin doesn't have to regret it, as long as these people in the ghost sect do their best, naturally there will be a demon venerable to help them refine the ten ghost king flags and restore their past glory."

Ye Mei smiled slightly, and took advantage of the topic of the Ghost King Banner to directly show Lin Fan the strength behind her.

"It's a beautiful day, Mr. Lin, it's not a beautiful thing to be able to watch the former enemies being slaughtered, what do you say?" Ye Mei raised her wine glass and greeted Lin Fan slightly.

Lin Fan smiled disapprethoughtly and said: "It's too early to draw conclusions, the ghost gate has declined to this point, and the Dragon and Tiger Mountain inside is also famous and authentic in the end, and there may not be no means to turn the tables." ”

He spoke with a wisp of arrogance, although Ye Mei on the opposite side was deliberately showing her strength, but many words made people laugh, that Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Guan could stand for a thousand years, how could he just use this means.

Originally, when he re-contacted Ye Mei at the beginning, Lin Fan was still a little jealous of the other party, but as the contact lengthened, he slowly discovered that Ye Mei was just bluffing, and her cultivation was also given by others, not from his own cultivation, so that his vision was very poor, and he couldn't see through the changes in the trend of the battle situation.

Ye Mei naturally heard the ridicule in the other party's words, her face turned cold, and she said a little unhappily: "Since this is the case, it is better for you and me to make a bet......"

Before the words fell, the battle situation on the opposite side suddenly changed unexpectedly.

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Looking at these Dragon and Tiger Mountain disciples who were struggling to support him, Xuanyang Zhenren suddenly felt a little anxious in his heart, he didn't expect that this was the Ten Directions Purgatory Array that actually had a bit of the charm of the past.

Although he was a little anxious in his heart, it was not yet the time when the mountains and rivers were exhausted, and he had used the Breaking Duli Cold Court Spell before, because he hoped to obtain a complete victory and completely defeat the opponent's plot.

Complete victory, in his heart, was that the disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain did not have the slightest damage, easily broke through this ten-way purgatory array, and then killed the remnants of the ghost gate outside.

But at the moment, this kind of relaxed idea is not realistic, the other party's preparation is particularly sufficient, and the Ten Directions Purgatory Array is not just an empty shelf.

Thinking of this, Xuanyang Zhenren suddenly stood up and snorted coldly outside: "It seems that I really underestimated you remnants, and it has become a bit of a climate, since this is the case, I can't stay." ”

After speaking, he lifted his robe and drew a wooden sword.

This sword is only three feet three, the whole body is made of peach wood, the purple red wood grain is mixed with wisps of purple patterns, like a naturally formed thunder talisman, the sword body is full of antiquity, a trace of thunder in it.

"The sky is round and the place is round, the nine chapters of the law, I call the thunder today, ten thousand ghosts are hidden, and I am as anxious as the law......" He stepped on the gossip step, waving the peach wood sword in his hand, as if he was dancing a god, jumping around in the circle formed by his disciples.

The surrounding disciples also followed him, chanting those few mantras together, like Sanskrit sounds, causing the surrounding vibrations, and under the slightest rhythm, the thunder light gradually converged in the sky above his head.

When the thunder light above gathered to a certain concentration, Xuanyang Zhenren suddenly shouted: "God has given me a powerful earthquake, and the earth has sent thunder into my abdomen. ”

As soon as the words came out, the thunder light in the sky fell down one by one and entered the body of the disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain, like a wire, connecting the disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain on the ground with the thunder light in the sky.

In the originally resentful Ten Directions Purgatory Array, a trace of the thunderous breath of the Gang to the Yang suddenly seeped in, like a boiling oil pot, and suddenly someone threw a spoonful of cold water, and suddenly crackled and chaotic, and the ghost cried.

Thunder and lightning swooped into the weight of resentment, like a spark meeting gasoline, and slammed to the ground, setting off a storm of confusion.