Xiao Fan ignored her, raised his hand and made a slight move, in the void, countless cyan sword shadows flashed, and the Heavenly Sword Array emerged, and the tip of the dragon scale sword swallowed a cold light, like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

Since he was in the eye of the general control array, this sword array had already been ambushed.

"Hee-hee, the sword array ......"

The young woman in the black dress glanced left and right, still smiling and not caring at all.

"Slash!"

Xiao Fan pinched the trick in his left hand, chanted words in his mouth, and with a wave of his right hand, thirty-six dragon scale swords rolled and cut towards the young woman in black dress in the center of the sword array.

With Xiao Fan's current cultivation, this Tongtian Sword Formation can already be regarded as a Dacheng Sword Formation, and in the inferior interface, the sword formation operated by a single person has reached such an extent, it is already exhausted, and it is contemptuous. After a hundred years of sacrifice, the sharpness of the dragon scale sword has also reached a new realm, and it is almost indestructible.

The young woman in the black dress just smiled, and stood there for a long time, ignoring the dragon scale sword rolling in.

"Sneer—"

There was a crackling sound, and the young woman in the black dress was sliced to pieces by thirty-six dragon scale swords.

There was no blood splashed, and there was no flesh and blood flying, only to see the fragments of the black dress flying in the sky, like countless black butterflies, turning into strands of black mist in a blink of an eye, and then closing in the middle, the young woman in the black dress reappeared, standing there prettyly, looking forward to it, smiling skillfully.

"Your set of flying swords is very good, it is actually made of the dragon scales of the dragon, and it is fused with your own mind, and it is controlled by the heart. This kind of magic weapon that can grow together with the master's cultivation is refined, but it is very difficult to cultivate, and you are quite lucky. ”

The young woman in the black dress looked at the thirty-six dragon scale swords that appeared beside her again. Said with a smile.

It looks like it's fighting. Even friends learn skills with each other, without such peace. It's like the master instructing the apprentice.

"Slash!"

Xiao Fan's eyes narrowed, and he let out another low shout.

The second layer of thirty-six dragon scale swords continued to slash over.

Similar to the young woman in the black dress, Xiao Fan has also seen a lot, but he is not very surprised. However, in the second layer of the sword array, a large amount of Haoran righteousness was added. Since the other party claims to be a celestial ghost clan, it must be right to deal with it with Haoran righteousness.

"Sneer—"

There was another crackling sound, and the young woman in the black dress was once again slashed into countless pieces by the incomparably sharp dragon scale sword.

But unsurprisingly, the black fog was reborn, and the young woman in the black dress was still standing so pretty. looked at Xiao Fan, his expression seemed to be smiling, as if he felt that this matter was getting more and more interesting.

"Little brother, your set of flying swords is really good, and it is not easy to refine, are you determined to destroy them all before you are willing? By the way, I forgot to tell you that I actually belong to a branch of the Celestial Ghost Clan, the Demon Clan. ”

Xiao Fan's eyebrows furrowed slightly. The third-layer dragon scale sword stopped in mid-air, and endured it. Of course, he had sensed the anomaly of the seventy-two dragon scale swords in front of him, although on the surface, they were still shining with blue light. The aura is full of energy, and the spiritual connection between him and Xiao Fan has gradually become ethereal.

"Magic?"

Xiao Fan muttered to himself in a low voice.

He knew the tricks. It is a school of witchcraft, and it is one of the oldest, most mysterious, and most feared of them. It has almost been extinct in the Nanzhou Continent for a long time, even if it is the Yuan Ling Sect and many witchcraft sects in the Seven Nights Realm. It is rare to see a monk who has practiced evil arts.

And this young woman in a black dress claimed to be a demon clan, and Xiao Fan immediately thought of the evil arts.

It's no wonder that even the dragon scale sword that he had been cultivating for two hundred years and had already had the same heart was polluted in an instant.

As soon as he figured this out, Xiao Fan didn't say a word, raised his hand and made a move, and one hundred and eight dragon scale swords flew back, but the seventy-two swords in front of him were obviously a little reluctant to listen to the summons. Xiao Fan immediately forcibly took back all the dragon scale swords.

"Tsk, little brother, are you really confident...... Since you know the magic of evil, and dare to take back the short sword that has been contaminated with the magic so much, aren't you afraid that your mind will be affected? ”

The young woman in the black dress didn't stop Xiao Fan, but just shook her head again and again, and said in a loud voice.

Xiao Fan said lightly: "Your Excellency's martial arts are powerful, but you can't help but underestimate my Wujimen's heroic righteousness. ”

"Yes, I almost forgot, you are Xiao Wuji's descendant, very powerful...... Well, I won't advise you. If you have any other tricks, let me take a good look at how much Xiao Wuji's skills you have inherited, don't let me down too much. ”

The young woman in the black dress said with a smile.

Xiao Fan only felt a wave of anger, and gradually rose in his heart, the beautiful face of the young woman in the black dress instantly became hideous and disgusting in his eyes, and with a flip of his wrist, the blade of the fire spirit appeared, and the narrow blade turned into light blue in a blink of an eye, and the temperature in the secret room suddenly rose countless times.

The Jiuli Fairy, who had already gone to the side, was busy offering the body protection aura to block this sudden wave of flames.

At the same time, a blue flame rose up on the surface of Xiao Fan's body, and he turned into a "fire man" in an instant.

He had already cultivated the fourth level of the "Jingyan Jue" to the realm of Dacheng, and the coercion on people was even higher than his own realm.

In the past hundred years, Xiao Fan has been helping Yuan Qianqian to advance, only when she has stepped into the enlightenment period, Yuan Qianqian can hope to recast her body, otherwise, she can only survive with the body of the fire spirit. To help Yuan Qianqian advance, Xiao Fan himself must be proficient in the "Jingyan Technique".

With his Chaos Spirit Body's qualifications, coupled with the realm of the mid-stage Enlightenment Spirit of the Buddha-figure, it is not surprising that he has cultivated the fourth level of the "Essence Yan Jue" to the Dacheng realm in more than a hundred years.

The smile on the face of the young woman in the black dress finally disappeared, her eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the Fire Spirit Blade in Xiao Fan's hand, and her eyes became solemn.

There was no doubt that she sensed the threat of the Firespirit Blade.

Whether it is a heavenly ghost, a demon or a yin ghost, as long as it is a ghost clan, it is impossible not to be afraid of the power of the sun, the difference is only the difference in cultivation between the two sides. No wonder this nether kid dared to face him alone, and he was so calm and relaxed, and he really had some fear.

"Baby is a good baby, but if you can exert a few percent of your power, it's hard to say."

After a while, the young woman in the black dress had that kind of indifferent smile on her face again, and said coquettishly.

"Your Excellency, won't you know if you try it?"

Xiao Fan sneered, raised the flame spirit blade with both hands, and slashed down with a fierce sword.

"Flame-Spirit-Slash-"

A long dark blue knife slashed down, and instantly arrived in front of the young woman in the black dress, without even having time to dodge, the young woman in the black dress was halved by everything, a burst of black mist surged, and the two young women in the black dress emerged, the two were exactly the same, there was no difference, both with a sarcastic smile, looking at Xiao Fan lightly.

"Little brother, but so, I was still taken aback by you."

"Hmph, the lower realm is the lower realm, can there really be someone who can cultivate the true fire of the Extreme Yang?"

Xiao Fan snorted coldly, his wrist flipped, the sword light was flickering, and endless dark blue knives flew out, instantly enveloping the young woman in the black dress, and the Ruyi Bagua Knife Technique was exerted to the extreme power.

Maybe this young woman in a black dress is right, the demon clan in the upper realm must be restrained by the true fire of the supreme yang in the upper realm, but this is in the lower realm, no matter who it is, it will definitely be suppressed by the power of the interface, and many talents and supernatural powers cannot be used. The fourth major achievement of the "Essence Flame Technique" is already the highest level that can be cultivated by the inferior interface, and it is impossible for any ghost thing to completely ignore the power of this essence and flame.

The young woman in the black dress kept pretending to be indifferent, but she just wanted to use her identity as a demon in the upper realm to cause psychological pressure on Xiao Fan.

With such a small measure, how can it work in front of the real person in charge of the Wuji Gate?

The sword shined, the temperature of the secret room continued to rise, and a black mist rose up, gradually filling the secret room, and the figure of the young woman in the black dress could no longer be seen, but she could still hear her relaxed giggles, and she was getting better and better, as if she was playing with Xiao Fan.

"Little brother, it's useless, I've already cultivated into a wishful body, just like the incorruptible body of Buddhism's Vajra, there are similarities. No matter how good you are, you can't kill me, so don't waste your efforts, hehe......"

"Really? Then let's try the other ......."

Xiao Fan suddenly smiled lightly, the sleeves of his robe shook, and a gray cloud flew out, dripping and turning in midair, and then turned into a six- or seven-year-old girl, jumping happily.

"Born a ghost?"

The coquettish voice, which was originally extremely relaxed, suddenly turned into a scream, which was extremely sharp and piercing the ear drums.

After all the ghosts saw the resentful spirits, their first reaction was like this, Xiao Fan was not surprised, but this time it seemed to be a little strange, in the screams of the young woman in the black dress, there didn't seem to be much panic, but mixed with indescribable ecstasy, as if he suddenly saw some rare treasure.

At the same time, the resentful spirit also screamed, but it was terrified, and with a "whoosh", it turned into a gray cloud again and shot towards Xiao Fan.

"Master, what is this? It's horrible......"

At this moment, Xiao Fan's mind resounded with the panicked shouts of the resentful spirit.

Rao is Xiao Zhangjiao has always been calm when encountering things, and he can't come back to his senses at this time.

Wraiths are afraid of ghosts?

It's unimaginable.

In Xiao Fan's images, any ghost or spirit body is a good thing for the resentful spirit, just devour it cleanly. It was also in this continuous devouring process that the resentful spirit gradually grew. Even a powerful primordial god like Venerable Jinpeng who came down from the upper realm was unceremoniously devoured by the resentful spirits.

And now, the wraith is screaming in fear.

Before Xiao Fan could react, the omnipresent black mist rolled forward, enveloping the gray clouds in an instant.

The resentful spirit screamed in fright, and the swarthy Soul Bowl appeared, and the gray cloud immediately shrank into the Soul Gathering Bowl, refusing to show its head again. (To be continued......)