The ghost old lady took the bell into her arms, took out a few pieces of rune paper, shook her wrist slightly, and the rune paper burned instantly, turning into several blue fireballs and flying around the courtyard.

The fireball exploded, scattering a small amount of green smoke and rising into the air, and soon formed a dark blue cloud over the courtyard.

There is a ghostly aura under the thick clouds.

The entire courtyard seemed to be disconnected from the outside world, the sun shone in, but there was no trace of temperature, and a trace of coolness rose from the bottom of Fang He's heart.

He had always known that the ghost old lady was very powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying! Fortunately, he was on her side, otherwise Fang He would have fainted with fright at this moment.

"Senluo Ghost Domain, now this entire courtyard is my home field, junior, you will regret coming here today!" the ghost old lady said with a smile.

She is equivalent to a mage opening a buff circle for herself, under the scorching sun, full of yang energy, and the slave soul will be greatly reduced.

Therefore, she wants to change the environment, lay down the Senluo Ghost Domain, cut off the scorching yang energy of the outside world, and in this ghostly environment, the power of her moves can also be improved!

"Interesting spells, but I think you'll regret it today!" Wang Ming held the umbrella behind him and smiled slightly.

"Sword Soul Sword Ghost, chop him up for me!" the ghost old lady squeezed a few fingers in a hoarse voice.

Suddenly, the space was distorted, and two thick black mist emerged, and then rolled towards Wang Ming with a soaring murderous aura!

What's weird is that this black mist appears and disappears when it rolls, as if flowing between the virtual and the real.

When he was about to be in the body, Wang Ming felt a cold Jin Ge breath, and hurriedly put the umbrella on his chest!

A sharp sword whistle sounded, and the front end of the black mist suddenly condensed into a knife and a sword!

These two sharp weapons are all black, and they slash fiercely above the sky!

The sword formed by the black mist slammed into the oil-paper umbrella, and it actually made the sound of gold and iron clashing!

Wang Ming's wrist holding the umbrella trembled slightly, and he took five steps back to stabilize his figure!

The other party's strength is really great! If it weren't for the fact that there was a rejection in front of him, Wang Ming might have stopped cooking!

As Wang Ming retreated, the black mist began to condense from the sword, and finally turned into two black-armored warriors holding swords and swords respectively!

After the black-armored warrior was formed, he didn't hesitate, raised the sword in his hand again, and rushed towards Wang Ming!

This time, Wang Ming didn't have a hard connection, and he couldn't fight hard!

The surging spiritual power swept towards the black-armored samurai!

This black-armored warrior is a spirit body, and he is bound by his spiritual power, and his movements have slowed down significantly!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Ming picked up the rejection of the sky and stabbed the one with the knife fiercely!

But the strange thing is that the Heaven Rejection went straight through the chest of the black-armored warrior! Wang Ming stumbled and almost threw himself into the arms of the black-armored warrior!

Then, with this one trance, the black-armored warrior actually got rid of the shackles of his spiritual power, and slashed at him again with a sword!

In a hurry, Wang Ming held the umbrella to the right, and on the left, although Wang Ming had immediately used extremely condensed spiritual power to imprison the space, he was still hit by the swift knife in the forearm! Fortunately, the confinement of spiritual power still played a role to some extent, and after entering the flesh for a millimeter, he couldn't move! Otherwise, his forearm would have to be abolished!

The monk at the peak of the Resurrection Realm is really so terrifying!

After a false move, Wang Ming quickly retreated, and looked at the knife wound on his forearm, the wound was covered with black mist, and the flesh and blood actually faintly showed signs of corrosion!

But in an instant, an extremely faint golden light flashed, and the black mist was immediately dispelled, and the wound recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye!

This is the power of merit that is integrated into the flesh and blood.

"Huh?" the ghost old lady who controlled the black-armored samurai was a little surprised.

It seems that this kid's ghost skills are indeed extremely profound, the sword soul and sword ghost are highly poisonous, a kind of poison that corrodes the soul, and whoever is cut off, first the soul is injured, and then the flesh and blood are gone.

But this kid recovered so quickly!

The black-clothed armor man was expressionless, and continued to rush towards Wang Ming with his sword!

Wang Ming hurriedly took a deep breath, his lips opened slightly, and a sound wave visible to the naked eye rolled towards the black-clothed armor!

Ghost magic, regret the divine sound!

Sure enough, using ghost magic is much better than directly using spiritual power, and with the support of Wang Ming's strong spiritual power, the regretful divine sound is endless!

The black-clad warrior's movements froze, and he almost stopped!

The ghost old lady sneered and lit a piece of rune paper.

Suddenly, the black-clad warrior began to move, but his movements were extremely slow!

The ghost old lady sighed lightly, pinched a trick in her hand, and increased the input of spiritual power!

Wang Ming's brows furrowed, increasing the output of spiritual power!

Although the black-clothed armor soldier's movements were slow, he was extremely determined to approach Wang Ming step by step!

It's just that to the surprise of the ghost old lady, the figure of the black-clothed armor man actually began to tremble!

It's like a picture on a TV that's being interfered with!

Wang Ming's lips slowly widened, and finally burst into tears!

The black-clothed warrior suddenly fell apart! Turned into a cloud of black mist! And the black mist was also shocked by the subsequent regretful divine sound, like a cloud blown by the wind, and dissipated into nothingness!

The only thing that was still intact was the two swords, which suddenly flew out in a turn under the impact of the regretful divine sound, and pierced at the feet of the ghost old lady!

"It turns out that the sword is the body!" Wang Ming suddenly realized, no wonder it was useless to stab it in just now!

"Boy, you have some ability! You can actually scatter my condensed spirit body!" "At the last moment, the ghost old lady felt that her spiritual power was turbulent, and her mind was actually a little lost under the last burst!

This kid's spell is a bit of a doorway! You must know that she is a cultivator at the peak of the Resurrection Realm, and her own spiritual power has long been in a system of its own, and she can actually be shaken by this guy whose realm is not as good as herself!

"Resurrection Realm cultivators are nothing more than that!" Wang Ming calmed his heartbeat, the long regretful sound just now also made him consume a lot, and at this time, there were still seventy percent of the spiritual power left in the sea of knowledge!

"Boy, you're arrogant, but I already know your weaknesses!" the old lady was hoarse, her fingers trembling slightly, and the sword at her feet rose into the air.

She found that Wang Min didn't have any martial arts skills.

A sword and a sword flew over, and there was no fancy black mist behind him, just two simple swords!

For a while, Wang Ming fell into a bitter battle, holding the rejection of the sky in his hand and was forced to block, from time to time he used his mental power to confine the space, providing opportunities for himself to move his body, but this was never a long-term solution, the ghost old lady was already fighting with him with a playful mentality!

Since your ghost skills are more skillful, then I won't spell spells with you, and I will use these two swords that have been cultivated by the spirit of those who practice sword dancing to play with you!