The fierce ghost's eyes gradually deepened, and a trace of heartfelt jealousy flashed.

Others could only hear the miserable wail of the little ghost beneath it, resounding through the sea. But it could see clearly, even the faint spirit was devoured by the blood little by little, which was the most ferocious torture for ghosts.

"Wow!"

The pit exploded abruptly, the snowflakes were scattered and soaked in black mist, and a huge figure rose into the air bathed in ice and snow.

The "short dagger" slashed down abruptly, and the red light rendered the sky.

Black and red were entwined, and the sharp mangs pierced the sky with an aura that frightened the ghosts.

The devil moves!

With a flick of your fingertips, a ghostly light spreads.

"The path of reincarnation is secluded!"

The ghost whispers in a low voice, and the yin qi is flourishing.

The black mist reconstituted in the glow, and even the imps near it were absorbed into it.

A path that floats in light and darkness suddenly appears, and a deep picture gently unfolds.

The little devils on the side of the road are hideous, showing their teeth and claws, and doing their best to contribute a little bit of their strength.

There are flowers swaying on the other side, and there are yellow springs rushing.

This fierce ghost can use magic! It's not like a terrible ghost who fights only by strength.

How different is this from a real being?

The "reincarnation road" came in a mighty way, connecting the heavens and the earth, and bombarding the blood.

The sturdy figure did not waver in the slightest, surrounded by black mist, like a ghost descending, holding a small divine sword. Its momentum shocked the mountains and rivers, and its power slashed down the sky.

The blood is unstoppable. Faintly, a small snake coiled in between, and as it hissed, more black mist was swallowed.

Darkness and blood occupy the pupils, and evil and ferocity complement each other.

The evil sword breaks the reincarnation.

The road is broken, the soul is broken, and the imp explodes.

The burst soul light either blended into the reincarnation path on the spot, or was ruthlessly devoured by the little snake's mouth.

Even if the reincarnation path has been cut a lot, the gloomy aura on it is still undiminished, but with the death of more imps imprisoned by it, it has a somewhat substantial appearance.

The demon raised his head and looked at the little ghosts around him, and they exploded one by one, all merging into the reincarnation.

The strange aura flowed, and thunder loomed beside the reincarnation road.

The gloomy and reincarnated aura became one, and even the heavens and the earth trembled.

It's not a law, it's better than a law.

Is this part of the law of reincarnation?

No, it's amazing!

Has anyone ever actually witnessed the so-called reincarnation?

Otherwise, why is this broken spell so amazing?

The blood gradually collapsed, and the invincible blood was worn out in it.

The "reincarnation road" was suppressed in mid-air.

Even if Nangong Fan did not turn into a bear at this time, but turned into a monkey, and turned into the great sage who was making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he would have to be suppressed by the spell formed by copying the reincarnation.

The path of reincarnation is still evolving backwards, winding endlessly, and a strange aura permeates the audience, as if something inexplicable is about to come across time and space.

The ghost's body was trembling, its embodied body was disintegrating, and with its simple mind, it couldn't understand why this spell was suddenly out of his control.

It seems that this spell has a spirit, and what it absorbs is evolving on its own. But what is consumed is the energy in the demon's body, and it is almost unable to hold on.

It already has a simple and intelligent panic. Shouldn't you just be sucked dry?

Seeing that the reincarnation path became more and more magnificent, the thunder wrapped around it had a strange aura, and it actually squeezed inward.

"Boom".

The fierce ghost flew upside down, and in the vast expanse, it saw a continent shrouded in ghostly light, and it felt like it was at home, and it wanted to return to it. It finally suppressed its instincts, and before it could see clearly, everything turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated.

The fierce ghost was stunned, and breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, it was not directly squeezed dry after all. It looked at the center of the explosion, the blood had long since faded, and now there was a blood glow emerging from it.

The fierce ghost's mouth opened suddenly, and the black mist and small ghosts around it were absorbed, gradually becoming smaller, and it swallowed it into its mouth, and its body, which had been too faint to see, was re-enriched at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although it is not back to the top, it feels much better.

As it devoured the surrounding yin qi to recover, the aftermath of the explosion finally dissipated.

A large crater appeared underneath, and the side of the pit was covered in black and red blood.

"Dead?"

Doubts appeared in the eyes of the fierce ghost, and he stepped out and appeared on the top of the deep pit, looking down.

A bloodstained figure was embedded at the bottom of the pit, its eyes closed, its limbs hanging weakly, and a long sword with a glittering red glow scattered around him.

Is there still a little heaving in the chest?

"It's a tenacious life, it must be delicious. The ferocious ghost licked the corners of its mouth, it seemed to have fully recovered, but in fact, it was not only the energy in its body that was lacking, it just wanted to swallow its loot and eat a good meal. After that, it's best to get a good night's sleep to recuperate your body and mind.

The demon moved, and swooped downward.

Near, the pit is in sight.

A white light suddenly appeared, seemingly coming from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the fierce ghost's eyes.

The ghost's body unbelievably paused in the air, as if there was no inertia or reflexes in him, and the body could be completely controlled as far as he could see.

The ferocious ghost managed to dodge the blow.

A sword light came with the white light, inaudible at first, and by the time it reached the top of this deep pit, it had the power to destroy everything.

The fierce ghost turned around, and a flickering glowing trident appeared in his hand, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes, after all, it was insane, like a child who had been robbed of a toy, and only thought about snatching it back. Nangong Fan, who was lying in the deep pit, had already been thrown out of the clouds.

The ferocious ghost struck out with a halberd.

The black mist accompanied it, the ghostly fire swirled in it, the ghost cried wolf, and the three cold lights pierced the sky.

The sword light seemed magnificent, but it was like a castle in the air, pierced in an instant.

A white robe emerged from the sky, the long sword swayed, and the sword flowers were dotted.

Wang Zai came with the white light, and if it were only about skill, he could throw this fierce ghost out of eight streets.

The sword intent came out, the rainbow light came, and a touch of Taoist intent jumped on the paper.

There was a sonorous sound, and under the magnificence of the long sword, the black fog dispersed.

Wang Zai's white clothes were like snow, fluttering like immortals, and he looked at the fierce ghost with a smile on his face, "It is said that there is a saying that there are natal ghosts." You're the ghost of the ghost keeper, aren't you?"

The face of the fierce ghost has not changed in the slightest, and it may not be able to change, most of the changes in the ghost are displayed on the pupil ghost. There are their divine souls there, as long as the divine souls are not lost, this body is just a burden, and the yin qi is enough, and they can be recondensed as much as they want.

Even if you become a pig, it's not impossible. As long as the ghost thing feels that such a body can be manipulated smoothly enough.

The ferocious ghost had no extra nonsense, and the trident struck out again, no fancy, only surging power on it.

The black fog is like the sea, and under one blow, the waves are turbulent, and the mighty waves are coming towards Wang Zai.

The corners of Wang Zai's mouth rose slightly.

He is not Nangong Fan, his control of the general trend of heaven and earth has reached the state of doing whatever he wants, and the blessing of the general trend is the royal way for the upper-level cultivators to fight.

No matter how fierce a person's strength is, can he reach one-ten-thousandth of heaven and earth?

"Die!" the fierce ghost had a hideous face, and finally spat out a word that a normal person could understand.

Wang Zai leisurely sword, a touch of cold light, as if opening the world, the black fog dissipated, and the world was bright and clear.

"Use your strength to fight me. Otherwise, it's really boring. Wang Zai grinned, his body was like a light swallow, his white clothes fluttering, and he suddenly appeared next to the fierce ghost.

This posture is a little more ghostly than ghosts.

A sword is drawn.

This sword was light and light, and it didn't seem to have any spiritual light attached to it. It's fluttering, soft, and doesn't seem to even have strength, and there is a feeling that a lover is flirting.

A sword without any smoke and fireworks, but it made the fierce ghost fearful. The trident was in front of him, and before he could fight, he was already afraid, and this timidity spread in his soul, making the fierce ghost tremble, and it felt that it could not stop it!

"The avenue is vast, and the long sword is shaking. A sword punishes evil, and a sword asks. ”

"Curse the evil!"

As the deputy sect master of the Dao Sect, how could he not have the means to subdue demons and eliminate demons?

This sword, punish evil!

This sword is only for the righteous path.

The sound of the wind stopped, and the sword light was cold, and it seemed to be able to shoot directly into people's hearts.

Take advantage of the general trend of heaven and earth to punish evil and eliminate ghosts!

The fierce ghost only felt that the whole heaven and earth were squeezing him, which was even more domineering than Nangong Fan's gravity realm, and it was extremely difficult for him to move in it.

Dao cold light emerged from around it, and countless tiny holes appeared on the condensed body.

Under the inexplicable charm, the sword light was slashed out and the black mist was steaming, stabbing directly at the soul.

"Whew!" the fierce ghost was frightened, and its body exploded violently, turning into countless balls, melting into the sky, and dissipating without a trace.

The fierce ghost felt the crisis of life and death, and chose to blow up his body and run away.

Thousands of cold lights pierced the place where the demon had just stood.

"It's really spiritual. Also very decisive. Wang Zai shook his head and chuckled, his face turned slightly pale, obviously the consumption of a sword to punish evil is also a lot.

Wang Zai took a stride and slowly descended from the sky. The white clothes were fluttering, the black hair was lightly raised, the divine light in the eyes was flickering, and he looked at the three figures that were in a ball in the air slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Zai stood at the bottom of the pit, looked Nangong Fan's seemingly miserable injuries up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, they are all skin injuries." ”

Wang Zai lowered his body and grabbed Nangong Fan, but before he could grasp it steadily, he released it violently, and there was more nervousness in his eyes, "How can it be so hot?"

Wang Zai didn't know that Nangong Fan, who only looked like a skin injury now, was not like this just now.

An inexplicable aura accompanied by terrifying energy invaded the body, and the flesh and blood that passed along the way seemed to have gone through countless years of vicissitudes in an instant, withering and rotting.

There was really a trace of reincarnation in the "Reincarnation Road", and the breath was full of devastation, as if he wanted to send Nangong Fan directly to the Western Elysium to experience the true meaning of reincarnation.

Yin Qi scurried through the body, and the injury was even more serious. He couldn't even maintain the form of the black-armed angry bear, and he recovered his body in a cloud of blood.

Nangong Fan only had time to draw out the thin spiritual power that had just recovered in his body, be the firefighter, and extinguish the yin qi everywhere.

I don't know if it's because of the yin qi or the breath of reincarnation, the Qinglian Dao fire, which has been independent in the dantian, was triggered, beating gently, and the breath that belonged to it instantly filled Nangong Fan's body.

Qinglian Dao Fire is the ultimate wood and fire, and even more shows the form of wood, and wood represents vitality.

Reincarnation and yin qi are decaying everywhere, and Dao fire purifies everything.

Destruction and rebirth take turns.

Darkness and holiness complement each other.

Nangong Fan's body is half heaven and half hell, sublimating and blooming in between.

Swimming in the ocean of Shenghui, Nangong Fan's frowning brows opened lightly, and he even let out a comfortable murmur.

The reincarnation path collapsed, and the gloomy aura was no longer supported, and he was hit by the blue light that kept pouring out of the dantian, and he lost his armor and fled in all directions.

When the darkness disappeared, the blue light flowed back again, leaving no trace.

Dao Huo seemed to beat extremely unsatisfactorily in the depths of the dantian, and then returned to calm.

But after all, its breath can be regarded as flowing through Nangong Fan's body, and after all, it has left a trace of benefits that it does not despise.

For today's Nangong Fan, this is a great benefit.

Not only did he heal the scars of his body under reincarnation and yin qi, but also left a driving force for sustainable development.

If Nangong Fan was awake at this time, he would definitely have a great aftertaste.

It smells so good!

Such a friendly fire, please do it again.

No, you can't want to be on fire, it's good to make up the five elements and make a world.

What heavy water, mother gold does not refuse to come.

Please smash me with these things!

It's a pity that Nangong Fan was in a coma at this time and couldn't experience this sour taste.

"Damn, Brother Yuqing probably doesn't treat you as well as me. Wang Zai grinned, his spiritual power spread all over his palm, grabbed Nangong Fan, and came to Xiao Ran's side again.

Wang Zai grabbed a person in one hand and went to the main hall, and he had to hurry back to help the three fellow Taoists.

Fortunately, when Nangong Fan was fighting with the ghost, every move of the two of them was very harmful to the little ghost, and the later little ghost subconsciously avoided this direction, which can be regarded as clearing a road that can lead directly to the main hall. Otherwise, Nangong Fan was frustrated, and Wang Zai really couldn't rush to the rescue.

Now that the road is showing signs of healing, this overwhelming imp doesn't know when it will be a head?

Killing a batch, and soon another batch is replenished, which makes people fearful, and there is only despair surging in their minds.

This little little imp is nothing to Wang Zai, there is wind under his feet, he doesn't stop, and he breaks into the main hall on a rampage. Behind it is a mist of broken imps.

In the main hall, there were more than a dozen people lying on the ground of animal skins, seizing every minute and every second to rest their minds and restore their depleted spiritual power.

As long as those who are resisting now do not have the strength, they will have to stand up again. For their king's sake, and for their own precious lives.

If it weren't for the formation that enveloped the main hall still in operation, they would have been drowned in the ghost tide. It's just that this formation has been running at a high load for so long, and there are ghosts bombarding from all directions every moment, and it will eventually crumble.

The two adults outside the main hall tried their best to hold off the strongest enemy for them, but they couldn't hold on.

Tired!

Fatigue eats away at the mind like poison, and every time you get back on your feet, you have to spend all your energy.

Their king was bedridden, and even if Lao Wang personally diagnosed it, he would be helpless.

The sky is going to die, and Bei Liang's thoughts are inexorably spreading in the bottom of his heart.

Fortunately, they are also the generals of a hundred battles, and they are also the masters of galloping on the ice field on weekdays, and they will never be ambiguous when it is time to fight.

There was a noise at the door, and they struggled to raise their heads, could it be that the formation had stopped working?

Is the situation that should have come after all? They couldn't help but clench the sharp weapon beside them, ready to fight to the death.

Wang Zai's figure emerged.

They breathed a sigh of relief, but they wondered in their hearts, why did the adults come back in a hurry just now? Could it be that the other adults have already been defeated?

The fragility of the mind makes them cranky and always think about the bad side.

Wang Zai threw Xiao Ran and Nangong Fan on the ground together, nodded slightly at the middle-aged man who was presiding over the overall situation with red eyes, and turned his head to look at King Beiliang who was still numb and unable to move on the ground, "How is Lao Shen?"

"It's okay, it's much better than just now. The middle-aged man nodded, commanding the people around him to stand at the door, "Why is Sect Master Wang back again?"

The formation instinct completely envelops the hall without leaving the slightest gap, but then the formation may collapse quickly under the impact, but with the gap of the gate, the little ghost without wisdom will only subconsciously squeeze here, only a few will bombard it from time to time, and it will last longer.

Even if there is this method, the formation is still being bombarded by ghosts all the time, and it is estimated that it will not last long.

If there is a spirit in the formation, it will definitely be extremely sad, why did he bear something that he shouldn't have at this age at such a young age?

"You're also one of my secret guys, and this little guy is the new boss. Wang Zai patted him on the shoulder and pointed to Nangong Fan, who was taken care of by Xiao Ran, "You hold on a little longer, I will easily remove some little ghosts when I go out, only by getting rid of the ghost keepers will it be really safe here, and you can sleep as long as you want." ”

The middle-aged man moved his gaze to Nangong Fan, this is the new Dark Master, who is a little too young.

"Good. I'll take care of the boss. ”

Wang Zai nodded, and his gaze moved to Nangong Fan, Huh, why are the scars on his body gone? Could it be that he saw it wrong in the black fog?

"I'll go too. Wang Zai shook his head and didn't think about it anymore. In just a flash, the body appeared at the door of the main hall, and the sword was killed again.

As soon as Wang Zai left the tea, Nangong Fan suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body was crispy and numb, and the taste was sour.

Nangong Fan turned his pupils around, there was no black fog around, and the lights were shining.

Hmm?

Nangong Fan was stunned, he couldn't figure out what the situation was at this time, he was obviously seriously injured and passed out directly. Why didn't you feel as much pain as you imagined?

Could it be that a long time has passed, and the war in Beiliang City has ended?

The middle-aged man who had been looking at Nangong Fan with his spare eyes, saw Nangong Fan open his eyes, and immediately stepped forward and came to Nangong Fan's side.

Nangong Fan looked at the face that appeared in his eyes, his eyes shrank suddenly, and the awe-inspiring murderous machine burst out, struggling to stand up regardless of his body.