"How bold!"

With this explosion, a huge force suddenly flew from the deep ditch.

Xiao Fan's eyes were sharp, and he could see at a glance that this was a white bone magic arrow, dragging a long black tail, and the force attached to it was extremely strong. Before it could shoot closely, the whirlpool released by the Soul Gathering Bowl was already greatly affected and began to twist.

Xiao Fan raised his left hand, pointed forward with two fingers in the middle of the food, and with a "thunderbolt", a silver arc slashed out, hitting the white bone magic arrow.

The magic arrow roared and shattered into three pieces in midair.

"Huh?"

In the black mist, a sound of surprise sounded.

Immediately, the black mist parted to both sides, and a bright white skeleton emerged.

"Is that you?"

Immediately after, Xiao Fan and the white skeleton exclaimed at the same time.

It turned out to be an "old acquaintance".

This white skeleton is one of the three city lords of Nine Yin City in the underground world of Cangqiong Mountain, and it seems to be ranked third, called the Bitter City Lord. And this bitter city lord was even more impressed by Xiao Fan. The Nine Yin White Bone Ring, which their brothers had painstakingly refined, was snatched away by the ghost raised by this guy, and it was put into flowing water after thousands of years of hard work.

I never thought that we would meet again here.

It was a real surprise.

The white skeleton then looked up to the sky and burst out laughing, and the laughter was extremely high-pitched.

"Haha, okay, hahaha...... Xiao Daoyou, it's really effortless to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get them...... Very good, very good! ”

As soon as the white skeleton appeared, the swarming ghosts stopped attacking and gathered around, as if waiting for the white skeleton's order.

Suddenly, I saw a white skeleton here. Xiao Fan was also taken aback, and his guess was confirmed. The ghosts of the underground world of the Firmament Mountain really ran out. But for what reason? But it is not yet known. However, this white skeleton is the leader of the ghosts, and if he is captured, he will definitely know the inside story.

"Old man, take this person down!"

Xiao Fan immediately calmed down and immediately said to Mr. Bing.

The aura exuded from the white skeleton was not below the peak cultivator of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, with Xiao Fan's current supernatural powers, he might be able to defeat him, but if he was captured. It's not easy. Fortunately, he didn't come alone.

"Good. Later, I will ask Fan Daoyou and Wuwei Daoyou to block other ghosts, and you and I will take this fang. ”

Don't look at Mr. Bing, who seems to ignore mundane affairs on weekdays, but he is unambiguous when he is in a hurry.

"Xiao Daoyou, what about the resentful spirit? What about the Nine Yin White Bone Ring? If you hand it over, I'll let you live a few of you! ”

The ghostly fire in the eyes of the white skeleton shone brightly, and he didn't look at the other three mid-Yuan Infant cultivators, only staring at Xiao Fan firmly, full of greed. The breath is big. It's unparalleled. It seems that in his eyes, a few mid-Yuan Infant monks are just a piece of cake, which can be killed with a single hand.

Xiao Fan glanced at him lightly, and the sleeves of his robe shook. The Thunder Light Pagoda spun out, rising against the storm, and instantly turned into the size of a zhang. The whole body is intertwined with electric arcs, dazzling and shining. With another flip of his wrist, the Soul Bowl was put away. The Flame Spirit Blade was in his hand.

In Mr. Bing's hand, he held a two-foot-sized golden banana fan.

"Hehe, it seems that a few of you are toasting and not eating and drinking, so let's kill you and talk about it, I can't find ...... if I don't believe it."

Seeing such a posture, the white skeleton also sneered, and the ghosts jumped wildly in the two deep-seated eye sockets.

"Kill!"

The white skeleton screamed.

The ghosts gathered around roared violently and rushed towards the four of them.

There didn't seem to be much when they were squeezed together, but the bodies of ghosts had shapes and bodies, and this spread out, and suddenly there was an endless stream, endless, and the temperature at the bottom of the river plummeted again, as if they were in an ice cellar.

Mr. Bing snorted coldly, the banana fan in his hand swelled in the wind, and instantly turned into the size of a zhangxu, shining with golden light, holding the handle of the fan with both hands, trying his best to fan, a blazing wave of heat surged out, where he passed, the ice and snow melted, and countless ghosts didn't even have time to say a word, they were swept into the fire wave, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye.

Mr. Bing's body flashed, and he disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, the blade of the flame spirit in Xiao Fan's hand turned into light blue, and with a single sword, the light blue knife flashed everywhere, and the waves surged, and no ghost could resist it, and a passage appeared in an instant.

"The power of the flame!"

The white skeleton obviously didn't expect that the power of the essence flame of Mr. Bing and Xiao Fan was so sharp, and he was secretly taken aback, and the black clouds under his feet were together, and he immediately retreated sharply.

At this moment, the air in the void distorted, and twenty-four dragon scale short swords with blue light flashed out, rolling forward to kill.

Sensing that the situation was not right, Xiao Fan had already scattered the dragon scale sword array and prepared in advance.

"Sword formation?"

"Anyone else?"

The white skeleton was startled and hurriedly looked to the left and right.

The figure flashed, and Mr. Bing appeared on his right side, but Xiao Fan appeared silently not far from the left, with thunder flashing above his head, and the Ruyi Thunder Light Tower flew above the sword array, sealing all the retreats of the white skeleton.

"Okay, but I was careless......"

"Xiao Daoyou, I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for more than ten years, you have advanced to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, how did this trick change, Ku really can't figure it out, could it be that you have taken some anti-heaven panacea?"

His words were full of surprise, but he quickly regained his composure.

After all, it is a reincarnation of two lives, an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of thousands of years, and has experienced the interface war tens of thousands of years ago, what wind and waves have you not seen?

Rao is like this, the white skeleton still expressed complete incomprehension of Xiao Fan's advanced speed, in his memory, no one has ever been able to jump from the late stage of Jindan to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant in just over ten years. At such a short time, even in the Jindan period, it is impossible to surpass two orders in a row. It was only barely possible during the foundation building period.

Meta-infancy?

It's so rebellious!

"What happens to Xiao, I don't bother Your Excellency. But what is your intention not to stay at the foot of the Sky Mountain, but to come to this wild place? Do you think that in this world, no one will be able to clean up the remnants of you, the Seven Nights? ”

Xiao Fan said coldly.

"Seven Nights?"

"Xiao Daoyou, how do you say this?"

Before the white skeleton could speak, Mr. Bing was already taken aback and asked hurriedly.

"Old man, I went to the underground world of the Mighty Beast Mountain Range many years ago, where there is a super sealing circle left over from the ancient interface war, and under the magic circle, it is the cemetery of the monks of the Seven Nights Realm, and many demon cultivators and ghost cultivators of the Seven Nights Realm have turned into fierce ghosts."

Xiao Fan explained to Mr. Bing concisely.

Old Mr. Bing nodded and said, "I see, so in this case, could it be that they have already made contact with the Seven Nights Realm again?" Otherwise, how dare you make a fool of yourself? ”

The white skeleton sneered and said, "You don't have to worry about this. Knowing that this wild land has been occupied by us, it is really brave to dare to go deep into this place to die. This is called Skynet's restoration, Xiao Daoyou stole our treasure at the beginning, isn't it sent back intact? ”

He was not worried about his situation, and seemed to be fully sure of the siege of two monks of the same rank and the sword formation.

Over there, Fan Ming and Wuwei Zhenren also showed their magical powers, attracting a large number of ghosts to the past.

There were also a small number of ghosts rushing towards this side, but they were stopped by the essence and flame aura emanating from Xiao Fan and Mr. Bing, and they couldn't approach for a while.

Xiao Fan urged his mind, and the twenty-four dragon scale short swords instantly slashed towards the white skull.

Mr. Bing held a golden banana fan and swept aside.

He could also see that the sword array laid by Xiao Fan was extremely wonderful, and he didn't need his help for the time being.

"Hmph, this sword array is also a little interesting, but it's a pity that it's a magic weapon of the water attribute......"

The white skeleton smiled coldly, a black mist gushed out from between his skeletons, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and in the blink of an eye, the twenty-four dragon scale short swords suddenly turned into pitch-black colors, and were frozen into twenty-four black ice swords, fixed in mid-air.

The cultivation of this white skeleton is actually an extremely pure cold attribute technique, which is just right to restrain the magic power of the dragon scale sword.

"The water attribute magic weapon can't hurt you, but what about the thunder attribute?"

Xiao Fan smiled, smiled faintly, and asked softly.

"What?"

Only then did the white skeleton sense the aura of danger coming from above its head.

It's a pity that if you want to dodge at this time, it's too late anyway.

Thunderclap!

A thick arc of electricity at the bottom of the Thunder Light Tower slammed down.

The ghost fire flashed under the eyes of the white skull, and suddenly a sharp whistling sounded, this whistling came so suddenly, and it was extremely weird, Rao is Xiao Fan and Mr. Bing were both powerful, and they were caught off guard, and they also felt dizzy in their heads, and instantly lost contact with the Thunder Light Tower.

"Ghost Howling?"

Xiao Fan was taken aback, Haoran was running rapidly, and the dizziness in his mind was cleared in an instant.

Taking advantage of this moment's delay, the white skull's body twisted, narrowly and dangerously avoided the "heavenly thunder boom", the power of thunder and lightning passed by, and when Xiao Fan came to his senses, the white skull had already reached the edge of the sword formation, and was about to dodge away. But I only felt a blazing wave of flames roaring.

"Stay!"

Mr. Bing's cold voice sounded in his ears.

Everyone said that Mr. Bing was the number one master in Jinzhou City, and he had already reached the realm of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant Dynasty, and he could be among the ranks of the late stage great monks at any time, and the depth of his skill was still above Fang Feiyang. Now that I see it, it really lives up to its reputation. But in an instant, he came back to his senses from the ghost roar and fanned out.

Although the cultivation of the white skeleton was no less than that of a mid-stage monk, he never dared to carry the power of this fan, and in shock, he flew back and retreated.

In the void, twenty-four dragon scale short swords emerged, shining blue and dazzling.

"What's going on?"

The white skeleton couldn't help but scream.

Those twenty-four dragon scale swords were obviously still sealed in black ice, why did a bunch of short swords emerge here? (To be continued......)