Nangong Fan felt that this was not enough, and the gravity field came out.

The sword lotus seemed to be a little heavier, and the branches and leaves stretched out sharply, enrolling the ghost keeper into it.

"Come on, be happy!" Nangong Fan didn't have the door in his mouth, and his hands moved quickly.

The ghost raiser originally wanted to solve Wang Zai first, and then deal with this Nangong Fan, who didn't know the height of the sky.

But the gravity realm came too fast, and he only had time to swing a claw before he was completely enveloped.

This claw should have been magnificent, but under the omnipresent gravity, it paused slightly, and the quasi-head tilted not to mention, and the energy on it seemed to pour out a lot.

Wang Zai hesitated for a moment, the red light on his body converged, his momentum fell, he barely raised his strength, easily blocked this claw with a sword, flew backwards a few steps with the help of its strength, and landed on the ground safely.

Wang Zai chose to believe in Nangong Fan for the time being, after all, burning life is easy to say, and when there are other solutions, no one will use them easily.

Wang Zai leaned on the long sword, looked at the ghost keeper who turned to face Nangong Fan in annoyance and anger, and the next battle situation had nothing to do with him when a guy rushed forward with a fierce momentum, he would just be a witness.

Nangong Fan watched the ghost raiser turn around, the young but pale side face, a little familiar?

Well, it seems that the face is familiar, too.

Nangong Fan pushed the sword lotus forward, and there were many thoughts in his mind.

Who's this?

With a flash of inspiration, Nangong Fan exclaimed, "Soul Heaven?"

Nangong Fan never thought that he would meet Soul Heaven again in such a scene.

Speaking of which, it was like this last time, but last time Soul Heaven had completely solved Ziniu Xing, and this time Beiliang City was more tenacious and had not yet fallen.

If the group related to Nangong Fan did not come to this Beiliang City, it is really unclear whether this will be the next Zi Niu Xing, except for ghosts, there will be no life.

There is no if in life, since Nangong Fan is here, he will not sit back and watch the tragedy happen.

"Do you know me?" said Soul Tian indifferently, his eyes full of doubt. He didn't even remember Nangong Fan.

To say that what he saw was Nangong Fan's true face at that time, it was not surprising that he didn't know Nangong Fan with Kurosawa's face. But the aura surging on his body didn't change much except for a little stronger.

It stands to reason that an old oilman in the upper realm like Soul Heaven can tell at a glance that this is a person. What's more, the iconic weapon in his hand, the Black Dragon Sword, has never changed.

Whoever sees the Black Dragon Sword will be extremely impressed, after all, the dragon head with the hilt of the sword is too eye-catching.

Nangong Fan wondered in his heart, could this not be Soul Heaven, but he admitted it to himself.

In the middle of this distraction, Nangong Fan's not very proficient realm couldn't help but shake, and he quickly stabilized his mind before he stabilized it again.

Otherwise, it's going to be a big joke.

"You know me, and I don't seem to be from this realm. Soul Heaven looked up at the infinite sword qi coming from all directions, and said slowly, "Then you should also know who I am." Are you really going to decide to go against me?"

Nangong Fan didn't answer him again, his eyes were very solemn. After all, Nangong Fan didn't spend any effort studying this field because of his previous delusion, and a single negligence would be wasted, and Soul Heaven would not give him a chance to recondense the realm at that time.

Nangong Fan answered Soul Heaven with practical actions.

The lotus leaves stretched out in front of the soul heaven, and the Qinglian realm completely enveloped him, and countless sword qi catapulted out, like birds soaring in the air.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, the body of Soul Heaven condensed with energy drew out white marks.

Soul Heaven's palm swung out frequently, destroying the sword qi one by one.

But immediately, a new sword qi was born from the sword lotus, and it was always maintained at a certain amount.

This sword qi carries the aura of Dao fire, and it has a great restraint effect on yin qi. Looking at it like this, Nangong Fan had no pressure to drag Soul Heaven.

Beiliang City extends in all directions, all avenues lead to the palace, and there are ghosts looming at every alley, they float without the slightest sound of footsteps. Only a hint can be detected in the more eerie atmosphere of the skyrim.

In the shrouded realm of Nangong Fan, all the black mist was shattered by the mighty sword qi and turned into nothing, but outside the realm, there was a more intense trend.

Black clouds crush the city.

If you just drag the soul sky, it won't have much impact on the battle situation.

You don't have to think too much about it, you can understand that when all the ghosts in the entire Beiliang City gather here, at this time, the passive soul heaven will turn over in one fell swoop, and the bonus of ghost keepers to ghosts can be understood just by thinking about it.

Nangong Fan's just this is not enough. Even if he now has a better understanding of this Qinglian realm under subtle control, and the sword qi floating in the sky is steadily increasing, it is still far from enough.

Only before the arrival of the ghosts, the soul heaven was destroyed, and everyone present could be regarded as holding their fate into their own hands.

Nangong Fan's face was still calm, and he moved forward steadily, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, maintaining the Qinglian realm.

"It seems that you don't have much means. You're about to lose. And losing, it means ......" Soul Tian's hands were not in a hurry or slow, shattering the sword qi that was approaching him.

Nangong Fan is willing to play like this, and Soul Tian is very happy to accompany him.

"Do people who don't have a body like to be so crooked?" Nangong Fan spit out his words, and this time there was not the slightest wave in the Sword Lotus Realm, which showed that his control had improved again.

"I'm just glad that I'm going to turn you into a ghost right away. ”

"Look at the sky at this time, this is the last thing you see. ”

Nangong Fan's voice fell, and the branches and leaves of the sword lotus were completely stretched.

This realm that is a sword lotus seed that dominates the world, how can it be just like before, I don't know how many changes there are, and Nangong Fan's current vision can only see two.

The first is the initial form just now, Qinglian Sheng, the sword qi comes out, and everything is wiped out under the mighty waves.

The Sword Lotus surrounded Nangong Fan in the middle, and with his movements, the Sword Lotus changed and began to rotate in place.

It turned faster and faster, and with the naked eye, it seemed as if it had not moved in place.

The second realm form, the sword top!

The lotus leaf waved the sky, a little flame climbed up the finger, and each lotus leaf seemed to turn into a divine sword completely condensed by flames, easily smashing the void, accompanied by black fragments rushing towards the soul sky.

In the realm of Sword Lotus Seed, what he has learned in his life is quite complicated, and it can be described as all-encompassing. But he only loved the sword, and everything he learned was attached to the sword moves.

This Qinglian realm, for all the laws that come, can be blessed on it.

This fire has the breath of Dao fire, and there is still the charm of fire surging on it.

The sword lotus seems to have feet under its feet, and the gravity of the earth also acts on it.

The sword top swept the heavens and the earth, and with all kinds of blessings, the power skyrocketed.

Soul Tian's face gradually became solemn, and he finally resisted the sword of the question, and a move that was more perfect than asking the question appeared.

Is this Starry Sky Realm inheritance that he can't look down on at all so perverted?

A strange force rose from all directions of Beiliang City, filling the sky, converging under the irresistible nature of the sword top. A funnel was formed and deeply inserted into Nangong Fan's body.

The power surrounding the sword gyroscope is still rising endlessly.

Nangong Fan, who was preoccupied, didn't notice this, the sword gyroscope was completely under his control, and he didn't expect that there would be a new power gathering at all.

The tenacious survivors of Beiliang City participated in this decisive battle in their own unique way.

Prayers rang out in the sky.

It's like pouring gasoline into a burning flame, and the fire is even more intense.

The sword top boils in the middle of it!

At this time, Nangong Fan's ears sounded like a low moan like a song, and it gradually became grandiose.

Who is it?

Is it the once indomitable Heroic Spirit?

Nangong didn't know.

The Hundred Flowers Sect, once the first sect of the righteous path in the world, was annihilated under the long river of history, and with the silence of the sword lotus seed, the last bit of fame was also eliminated. The world is forgetful, and has long forgotten the many brilliant legends they once created.

There seemed to be indescribable satisfaction in this whisper, and there was a little relief.

The Hundred Flowers Sect has not really turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared from history, and they still have an heir!

This is the heroic spirit from the Hundred Flowers Sect, who blesses and prays for the heirs along with the residents of Beiliang City.

The flames on the top of the sword became more and more vigorous, turning from red to gold, carrying the brilliance of the Holy Dao, purifying everything in front of them.

This sword top from the "Qinglian Sword Codex", wrapped in the prestige that once resounded in the heavens, opened a new chapter of the Hundred Flowers Sect in this starry sky realm.

"Holy Fire?" exclaimed Soul Heaven.

The light of the Word, cleanses all sin.

This would be a devastating blow to him, even if he didn't bear the Dao Dao Sword and was still at his peak, the many methods used to deal with Dao Dao would be so pale and powerless under the holy fire.

Unless he bursts out with his true strength, he will definitely not be able to escape the devastating blow of this holy light.

Left and right is a death.

Soul Heaven laughed, smiling gloomily, laughing terrifyingly.

He let go of everything, and just watched the sword top coming.

"Ghost Devouring Gu!"

An order resounded at a strange frequency among all the ghosts and spirits rushing in this direction.

Nangong Fan ignored Soul Heaven's exclamation, he was in a strange state at this time.

In the sea of knowledge, the blue light left by the remnant soul of the sword lotus seed had already disappeared at the beginning, and there was no trace of it. But now it manifested again, shining brightly in the sound of prayer in the sky.

It was that it ignored the barriers of each space and gathered all the traces of the Hundred Flowers Sect that remained anywhere in the heavens and the earth.

The last afterglow of this heroic spirit flickered, and Nangong Fan couldn't help but be stunned.

In front of him, a world of birds and flowers appeared, it was the world that belonged to the Hundred Flowers Sect, and it was a heroic spirit who fought for the human race until the last moment of his life.

They should have lived in the midst of birds and flowers.

At this time, there were only faint words lingering in his heart, imprinting the unique spiritual inheritance belonging to the Hundred Flowers Sect in the depths of Nangong Fanzhi Sea, and it will never be forgotten.

It's like taking a vow to re-establish the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate when accepting the inheritance of the Blood Demon Son.

These strong people will not choose you as their heir in vain, and they will give you benefits, and they all have to fulfill their long-cherished wishes under the witness of Heavenly Dao.

Nangong Fan didn't complain too much about the sword lotus seed making this small method, put himself in his shoes, if he was in a situation like Li Taibai, he would be the same.

Nangong Fan was amazed at the world he saw.

In this world, the heroic spirits that once existed danced and showed their mastery to Nangong Fan.

It's a pity that Nangong Fan saw it in a fog, and he didn't understand anything in his heart, so he could only sigh that it was so good-looking, and then use a sentence to go all over the world.

This strange inheritance is not as clear as the "Qinglian Sword Codex" in my mind, but when my realm is enough, I can always see some famous halls come out, and maybe I will have a great inspiration for myself.

When Nangong Fan was immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself.

The long sword in his hand was still subconsciously waving, and it seemed that a strange force controlled him, making the sword gyroscope instantly penetrate the soul heaven's body with an unstoppable attitude.

The smirk on the corner of Soul Tian's mouth was so conspicuous that it made people feel panicked when they looked at it, and he didn't seem to care that his soul turned into nothingness under the holy fire.

He smiled, not caring about the pain of soul annihilation.

The dancing fire in his eyes gradually dimmed in the brilliance, and his illusory body turned into a black mist and evaporated upward.

Soul heaven, pawn!