"It's a ghost town. This style, tsk. "To deal with the little ghost, Nangong Fan doesn't need to spend too much effort, just use the law of the upper wind system to whizz in the sky, and there is a lot of time to communicate with Xiao Ran.

"Only those who have faded away from the mortal body and achieved the soul fetus are considered official disciples of the ghost town, so it is also said that the people in the ghost town are all guys who are not human or ghost. As for the person who has failed to achieve the soul fetus, it has become the nourishment of the ghost, and depending on the quality of its soul, it can bring different degrees of improvement to the ghost. Xiao Ran brought the things he had inherited one by one without concealing them at all.

"Most of the ghost towns are ghost feeders who still maintain their mortal bodies and join the ghost towns just to practice rare exercises in the outside world. The ghost town gave them exercises, and there must be restraints that I didn't know about, and then used them to raise ghosts for themselves.

Newborn ghosts are too fragile and must be cultivated with unique techniques and time. For example, the forbidden area of life in the depths of the northern realm, which is full of ghosts floating in it. When we attack a ghost town, it is better to fight against a group of ghosts, and only by defeating the army of ghosts can we face the real people in the ghost town. ”

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth twitched a few times, the sky was full of ghosts, standing and letting him kill until he was soft, can these people really overthrow the ghost city?

"Alright, I've found the ghost feeder. Xiao Ran smiled suddenly, he had been behind Nangong Fan, with his body as a shield, and the divine light in his eyes kept flashing, never stopping and not being noticed.

He kept talking, in addition to making Nangong Fan more aware of the ghost city, just to let the ghost feeder hear their discussion in the feedback of the little ghost and relax his vigilance.

When Nangong Fan sensed that there was a strange power flashing behind him, he also cooperated wonderfully, the law surged, and he didn't smash it down between the little ghosts like a capital, so that Xiao Ran who seemed to be casting spells behind him did enough to cover up.

After all, this is Zilong's territory, as long as Xiao Ran is willing, isn't it easy to find someone?

As soon as Xiao Ran's words fell, Nangong Fan moved.

The lotus flower under the sword appeared, and it slashed down in the direction that Xiao Ran said. The whole person was agitated, and the sword followed.

The direction that Xiao Ran pointed to was originally a piece of ice and snow, but it suddenly exploded around, and a white shadow appeared, and he wanted to escape into the distance.

It's just that he has been flustered for too long, and Nangong Fan's sword lotus almost came to the top of his head when he just jumped out.

The sword was vast, and the ice and snow covered it, like the earth was roaring angrily.

The ghost feeder threw a ball out of his hand and lay in front of the sword.

There was a loud sound, the sword became more and more dim, and there were more cracks in the ball.

A lot of black mist emerged from the cracks of the ball, and it seemed to condense into a powerful giant hand, blasting towards the black dragon sword.

The ice and snow crumbled, and an eerie force swept the audience.

The first ghost has finally appeared.

It was a little more condensed than the powerful ghosts that Nangong Fan had ever seen, and the power in his hands swept the sky.

The ghost man didn't give up, and took out four balls from his bosom in a row.

It seems to have turned into a ghost domain, and the five-headed ghosts showed their bodies, each holding a sharp weapon, and a black mist surging on their bodies, covering the sky and the earth. Even the snow and ice fell silent.

The sharpness of the Black Dragon Sword is unimaginable to the people here, and it is estimated that only the Divine Sword left by the Sword Pavilion can match it. Even the sharp weapons formed by the black mist were cut down under it.

The red light shone brightly, unstoppable, and slashed towards the first powerful ghost.

The sword is spiritual power, you can use the power of ghosts to counteract, this indestructible black dragon sword, it can even swallow people's souls, can you try it for me again?

The ghost already had a faint spirituality, and he easily sensed the power, and his body squirmed, as if he was about to turn into a cloud of smoke, and he used this method to dodge this sword.

The already huge body of the ghost was thinner, but his hands were more condensed, and they became a lot longer. Wave and roll up the wind and waves.

"This powerful ghost is also ferocious, and he still attacks in this situation, won't he still know how to surround Wei to save Zhao?" Nangong Fan crooked the corners of his mouth, looking at the black arm that covered his pupils, he couldn't help but smile sarcastically.

The black dragon sword rotated, seemingly doing useless work, and wisps of black mist stirred. The fierce ghost let out a scream like killing a pig, resounding next to Nangong Fan's soul.

"Can you hide from me? Nangong Fan smiled, and as for the roar that resounded through the sea, he directly ignored it.

The ghost's body was visibly thin to the naked eye, and it was more like a ghost than its black dragon sword, frantically sucking his body to strengthen his body.

Compared with the black dragon sword, it is really a small thing, and it is asking for hardship.

Fortunately, the ghost still has accomplices, swords and Ming, guns and axes come out together, and they come towards Nangong Fan to strangle.

The ghost feeder took a few steps backwards, away from the battlefield, a sarcastic smile on his face. What if you find yourself? Anyway, you can't touch yourself, the five-headed ghost is your best bodyguard, and you can protect your own safety.

A touch of sword intent appeared in the sky, and the sky trembled.

Even if the powerful ghost reaches the legendary level strength, after all, there is no standard configuration of the legendary-level cultivator - the general trend of heaven and earth, and the strength of this is more than a star and a half.

Nangong Fan hooked up the heavens and the earth, as if the whole world was at his disposal to splash ink and paint out of thin air.

The sword intent came out, and the ice and fire surged.

Under the encirclement and suppression of the five-headed ghosts, they are vigorous, and they have the posture of sweeping all the ghosts in the air with their own strength.

"Feed this Rausch to the ghosts and slaughter it, and I will surpass you, right?" Wang Zai's hearty laughter resounded in the sky.

Just now, Nangong Fan's laws surged, and there was no ghost around them who could be safe and sound, with their fragile bodies, they were easily torn apart by Nangong Fan and turned into nothingness.

Even if Wang Zai struggled for a few more breaths, he couldn't catch up with the gap.

He's in a hurry, otherwise he'll really be embarrassed. Only then did he have to calculate whether he could surpass Nangong Fan when he made a move.

Wang Zai and Nangong Fan are both relaxed, and this bit of ghosts and little ghosts is not in the eyes of the two. Xiao Ran and the barbarian are just concerned about chaos, as long as Xiao Ran is willing to use the power of the totem, he can easily sweep away all the imps surrounding the tribe. This huge gap cannot be bridged by quantity alone.

Behind Wang Zai, there seemed to be a statue that reached the direction of the heavens and the earth, the general trend of the heavens and the earth was like a plaything in his hand, and a sword fluttered lightly towards the surrounded Nangong Fan, and then went towards the ghost feeder without stopping.

The sword slashed at one of the powerful ghosts, and the body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, but for these ghosts, as long as the gloomy aura is still there, the ghosts still exist, and it only takes a stick of incense to condense a body that is not weaker than this.

But this is a wonderful opportunity for Nangong Fan, and he is still in the mood to answer Wang Zai's words, "You cut the ghost feeder first, otherwise when I break through, this ghost feeder is my meal." At that time, plus the beheading of these five powerful ghosts, you can only surpass me if you kill them in the ghost town. Uncle Wang, you don't want to lose this face, do you?"

When Nangong Fan spoke again, he stepped forward, and he was so flexible under a few arms that he easily came to the fierce ghost who was struggling under Wang Zai's sword.

"Master, I'm here, you can go to reincarnation with peace of mind!" Nangong Fan shouted, the sword moved, the wind and clouds moved, and the sword came out like a dragon, sweeping this powerful ghost. The flames loomed, and the terrible screams resounded throughout the audience.

"Exciting!" The energy that was much more essence than slaying the little ghost surged from the body of the black dragon sword, and Nangong Fan couldn't help but be excited, and screamed and killed the other four powerful ghosts. In his eyes, this is not a terrible ghost that looks very terrifying and makes people unable to resist, this is the experience baby who allows him to obtain pure energy.

Wang Zai drank softly, energy popped out from the tip of his tongue, white clothes like snow, perfectly integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth, the cold light loomed, drawing a conspicuous white mark, under the blessing of heaven and earth, there are great signs of sweeping the heaven and earth.

Just talking about the use of the general trend of heaven and earth, the people of the Taoist Sect are definitely first-class masters, and the Zhongtian Sect is not worthy of the orthodox Taoist sect, and it is also a Taoist sect. There are a few famous and decent families in the world. The magic is already exquisite, and with the help of the divine skills inherited by Hei Yuqing, just talking about this realm, in terms of using the general trend of heaven and earth, it is almost one of the best existences.

Even if Nangong Fan reaches perfection, he will only be weaker in terms of potential.

Heaven and earth seem to be controlled by Wang Zai to his heart's content, crushing the ghost feeders.

The ghost feeder "Ji Ji" laughed out loud, and no longer used means to manipulate the powerful ghost to cast spells, otherwise he would really be given a sword owl by Wang Zai. This made Nangong Fan's already evenly matched situation a lot easier in an instant.

The ghost feeder raised his head, revealing a wrinkled face, and his pupils looked young, but his body was not much different from that of an old woman in her seventies and eighties. He stretched out his withered fingers, and the black qi surged, forming a black curtain that shrouded himself under it, echoing the fierce ghosts.

White and black.

White is an unstoppable white, just a slight touch of the black curtain, the black curtain is instantly torn apart, and wisps of black mist pour into the sky. Before the falling snow and ice fell to the ground, the black mist eroded, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into nothingness.

Wang Zai's eyes shrank, and the blue light on his body appeared, squeezing into the black curtain with the sword.

The sound of "Zizi" sounded, and the blue light and black mist poured against each other, and the cold light did not weaken in the slightest.

"Tsk, I'm like this at such a young age. You must not be used to the ghost town in your heart, why don't you turn the gun and kill the ghost town with me?" Wang Zai seems to have returned to his true self after breaking through, and his steady appearance is no longer there, and he even fights with the ghost feeder, and he has to make a few jokes before he stops.

"You Central Plains people are looking for death!" the hoarse voice of the ghost feeder sounded, and for these people who often wandered in the north, they could see at a glance the difference between the barbarian race and the human race in other places.

"Then you let me die. Wang Zai raised his eyebrows, in this dark curtain, the more he went inside, the more condensed it became, reaching this level, even he felt that the long sword in his hand was not so smooth.

"Tsk, I didn't expect it to be a high-level legend. Wang Zai finally sensed this guy's strength, "Okay, let's end it!"

The blade of the sword danced lightly, and the sword shot fiercely, easily piercing through the black curtain and stabbing straight into the throat of the ghost feeder.

A high-level legend, even if he practices the ghost city exercises, Wang Zai can solve the battle with a few moves without reservation.

The ghost feeder's face changed abruptly, and his spiritual sense was not very effective in the ice and snow, and he could only sense that this guy was stronger than him in front of him, but he didn't expect it to be a consummation legend, this huge chasm, not so easy to overcome.

"You forced me!" squeaked. The ghost feeder's body began to swell, and an unimaginable force repelled out, even Wang Zai's momentum was stagnant.

Wang Zai's eyes were full of incredulity, how did this high-level legendary guy burst out with the power of the consummation level? He knew that something had changed, but it was no longer something he could easily interrupt if he wanted to.

"Well, I wanted to see how to feed the ghosts, but I didn't expect to take myself to the pit. Wang Zai shook his head helplessly, but he was not too afraid, his pupils were beating like fire, he was a person of the same level as he just broke through the first battle, this is exciting enough!

A fluffy black mist appeared behind the ghost feeder, as if it had turned into a giant mouth and devoured him. The terrifying, eerie aura was echoing, and invisible pressure was everywhere.

Wang Zai snorted softly, Lisuo left the black mist shrouded range, and watched the performance of the ghost feeders on the side, and also scanned Nangong Fan's battle with his residual vision.

As for the black mist, the almost thin ghosts are rejuvenated, so it doesn't matter to him.

The four-headed ghost who was overwhelmed by Nangong Fan was only a matter of time before he was eliminated.

Nangong Fan took advantage of the situation to pursue, but watched their thin bodies become condensed again, and he jumped to his feet in anger, "Uncle Wang, what are you doing?"