"Do you only talk big?" Nangong Fan looked contemptuous. In fact, the vigilance in my heart was suddenly raised to the extreme.

In the previous confrontation between the two, although this ghoul has always made moves, they are all very ordinary moves, and he is fighting completely with his rich combat experience and violent physical strength. Although these moves are effective, they do not have the upper hand in the face of the basic sword technique with blood-colored sword intent, and are even slightly weaker.

And the underworld has a unique spiritual power, which ghouls do not use.

This is the most difficult point of the underworld, and even many people practice spiritual power in order to pursue power.

However, the power of the underworld is not a good thing, it has great exclusivity and erosion, if you cultivate it, it will make people's bodies mutate, and gradually move closer to the creatures of the underworld.

Not to mention cultivation, even if you have lived in that environment for a long time, your entire mind will change accordingly, and it is very likely that similar "evil thoughts" will appear.

And there is also a kind of underworld grass that is everywhere in the underworld, which can change the environment of heaven and earth and move closer to the direction of many hells in the underworld. Even now, there are several such places in the human world, even after hundreds of millions of years, the spirit is still slowly being born.

This is the main reason why the contradictions between the human world and the underworld are difficult to reconcile. The strong people of the human race naturally do not want themselves and their descendants to become creatures that are neither human nor ghostly.

Nangong Fan guessed that the ghoul was going to use the power of the underworld at this time, and this was no longer the same petty fight as before.

If the "Qinglian Sword Codex" is his stunt, then this ghoul's immortal power moves that have been immersed in it for tens of thousands of years are also at the level of stunts.

The ghoul roared, and the surrounding spatial barriers seemed to tremble for two points, and deep spiritual power shot out from the spikes above and below his body, like flying needles piercing into the void.

Hole-pierced!

Although this is the most ordinary space on one side, it is condensed by gods and spirits, and it is protected by formations, and the space contained in the ordinary storage ring is not much more stable.

Nangong Fan felt a chill in his heart, what if these needles came towards his body?

It is said that the creatures of the underworld are out-and-out perverts, and he already suspects that the guy in front of him has the ability to crush him, and now he is just playing with himself, which can be regarded as looking for a little fun for this tens of thousands of years of captivity.

I saw that between the holes pierced by the needle light, blood-colored water began to flow downward, like blood left by the wounds of heaven and earth.

A pungent and unpleasant smell of blood came to my face.

"Is this real blood?"

Nangong Fan's pupils froze, and the panic in his heart reached the extreme at this moment.

Why is there blood dripping from this nothingness?

Sure enough, the use of the underworld power carries an incomparable fear, and the few that have been shown now alone are enough to make the weaker lose the courage to fight.

The black dragon sword conveyed a hint of excitement, as if a kitten and puppy saw food and asked for food.

Nangong Fan's mind moved, and the devouring of the Black Dragon Sword was actually two aspects, one was the soul, and the other was the ability. And a cultivator undoubtedly has the most abilities in his blood.

The blood that flowed in front of him may have been stripped of by this ghoul in the countless killings he had experienced in the first half of his life.

In this way, the "corpse eating" that ghouls show on weekdays is not because of meat and vegetarian taboos, but because they want to enhance the power of their own stunts.

"Sea of Blood, Now!"

The ghoul's words were rather hoarse, as if even his own soul was screaming along.

I saw his body cracking, revealing a green liquid.

It seems that this trick is not something that ghouls can use at will at this time. If it weren't for the fact that he was essentially a spiritual path cultivator, it was estimated that he would not have been able to perform such a stunt at all.

You can see the power of this sea of blood.

With the roar of the ghouls, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed.

"Boom. ”

The blood that flowed from the hole skyrocketed, and in the blink of an eye, the entire space was filled with sticky blood.

Nangong Fan's head was buzzing, and although he recovered quickly, he had already lost the trace of the ghoul in his sight at this time.

His thoughts surged, and his heart was filled with a burning feeling. This sea of blood actually has a great immune effect on the detection of divine thoughts, and can even harm divine thoughts.

Nangong Fan sensed this, and no longer dared to let Shen Nian explore the traces of ghouls. If it was just to damage the divine thoughts, he could accept it, and if he moved his whole body, he could cause heavy damage to the divine soul if he didn't pay attention to it. He didn't dare to take such a risk easily.

However, this does not mean that he has no way to face such a situation, he has three eyes that claim to be able to see through all falsehoods.

A flash of divine light appeared, and the three eyes opened suddenly.

However, limited by his cultivation, no matter how strange the three eyes were, they could only vaguely see a shadow flickering in the sea of blood.

Although there are still many limitations, it is enough, at least it will not let the ghouls be haunted by it, fight when they want, go when they want, and let themselves fall into complete passivity.

Nangong Fan looked at the ghoul's shadow with his peripheral vision, he didn't want to reveal his specific location so early. He wanted to dig a hole in it for the ghouls to jump down.

However, this glance accelerated Nangong Fan's heart a lot.

What a speed!

The ghouls' speed was already astonishing before, but now it is even faster. Even Three-Eyes couldn't keep up with the rhythm of his shadow.

This sea of blood seems to be not only limited to enemies, but also a great bonus to ghouls.

"This sea of blood is a bit like a field. ”

Nangong Fan's heart moved.

Perhaps it was because the movement was too loud when the three eyes appeared before, and the ghoul behaved quite cautiously, and did not approach Nangong Fan's body for the first time.

Nangong Fan moved his steps lightly and slowly approached the spatial barrier.

Although his speed is also quite amazing, but it is only the speed of moving between square inches, and the speed of his shot is actually a little faster than that of ordinary peers.

At this time, the ghoul's speed had reached a level beyond his reach. However, if you can return to the edge and rely on the spatial barrier, the pressure on defense will be greatly reduced.

When the ghoul used this "Blood Sea Domain", his body shattered, and it was obviously quite a drain. As long as it can be dragged on, it will be easy to win.

The ghoul was going to continue to test for a few points, if Nangong Fan couldn't find his traces in the sea of blood, everything would be easy to say, and he could even kill the rather young enemy in front of him with just the energy of the sea of blood.

Nangong Fan began to move gently, although he did not directly reveal his purpose, but the ghoul had experienced an unknown number of battles, and just by thinking about it, he judged Nangong Fan's thoughts.

"Is this because I'm a fool, or do I think I don't exist?" the ghoul sneered twice, no longer hesitated, and stomped his right foot on the ground, and the whole person rose into the sky like a cannonball.

At the same time, he stretched out his sharp claws, aiming straight at Gong Fan's chest.

The sea of blood was carved out in an extremely conspicuous way, and the blood energy gathered on the ghoul's fist, and the power increased greatly.

Nangong Fan didn't seem to be aware of this, and still moved back slowly and cautiously.

Seeing this, a hideous and smug smile appeared on the ghoul's face, as if he had seen the scene of the little guy in front of him dying under his own punch.

"That old ghost must be sitting outside, maybe he is ready to forcibly intervene to save his junior at this time. I can't get carried away, I have to tighten the strength in my hand a little... Let the old ghost feel that the little guy in front of him can resist safely. By surprise, you can successfully kill the little guy and make the old ghost regretful. ”

The ghoul's mind surged, and the energy blooming in his hand couldn't help but decrease a little.

Nangong Fan's steps were slightly paused, but fortunately, he had always moved in small steps, and it was not easy to be noticed. A trace of weirdness flickered in his pupils, how could anyone have a hand in the middle of the fight?

This ghoul has been through so many battles, doesn't he know the truth that "the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength"?

"Whatever this ghoul is thinking, it's a good thing. Nangong Fan shook his arm slightly, feeling a slight obstacle.

It's only a slight slowdown, but every bit of impact in the fight is enough to pose a deadly threat. Ghouls, in particular, are obviously still greatly strengthened in it, and the gap between one advance and one retreat is naturally even greater. Go to Audiobook.com

However, with mental calculations or not, Nangong Fan is still sure to give the ghoul a ruthless blow, especially since this ghoul has not yet shrunk his strength.

It's close...

It's getting closer...

At this time, even without the assistance of the Three Eyes, you can clearly feel the approach of the ghoul.

Nangong Fan turned his head, his face full of panic, and it seemed that he had just discovered the existence of ghouls.

The ghoul's hideous face had a little green stain of water, his pupils were bloody, and the spikes on his face were throbbing slightly.

The spikes on the fist released a luster, almost annihilating everything in front of him, and the fast, accurate, and ruthless exerted to the extreme, aiming straight at Gong Fan's chest.

At this time, the strong wind had arrived, and the cold momentum made Nangong Fan's flesh tight for a while.

The ghoul had an extremely perverted grin, and beneath that pitted and green face was creepy.

He had already smelled the smell of blood, his favorite smell, and the familiar smell made him more and more insane.

Not only to make the old ghost feel flesh pain, but also to satisfy his own desires.

He was so eager to smell fresh blood that it was only then that he remembered that he was a noble being of the underworld.

"Ahh

With a roar, the sea of blood rippled, and at the same time, the deep black underworld power surged.

Maybe this is not the power of the underworld, but this power directly passes through the obstacles of the physical body and acts on the soul.

The aura in Nangong Fan's pupils slightly collapsed, and he quickly recovered.

However, for a moment of stiffness, the ghoul's spikes were only a fist away from Nangong Fan's chest. Even the energy surging on it became more violent, a little stronger than it had been at the beginning.

What the ghoul was waiting for was the moment when the battle really broke out, just hoping to destroy Nangong Fan with one blow, so that Shang Que didn't have time to react.

It's just that it hits Nangong Fan hard, and it can't meet the expectations in the ghoul's heart. He wants to vent the pain he has suffered for tens of thousands of years, even if he may die directly later. Maybe even death is what he dreams of.

Even if Nangong Fan had an extremely extraordinary black dragon armor as protection, when the ghoul's strength was all vented, the anti-shock force alone could make his heart suffer unbearable damage.

Although he is a physical cultivator, his heart has not been honed to the point of invulnerability. After suffering trauma, there will be no strength to fight again.

Nangong Fan never expected that this ghoul also had moves that directly targeted the divine soul, which made the trap he set down a few notches at once.

"Well, when I came in, I should have been on guard when I heard the ghoul roar..."

Nangong Fan's thoughts were surging in his heart, but there is no so-called regret medicine in the world, not to mention that the current situation does not allow him to think about it like that.

Fortunately, he had already been prepared, and he was not as panicked as he appeared.

Nangong Fan's pupils became demonic, and the slightest inattention would make people sink into it and be unable to extricate themselves.

Dreamland!

Although this law of wood is only nascent, it can also be aimed at divine souls. Although he didn't have the ability to make the ghoul completely intoxicated by it, with the miraculous effect of the law, it was not a problem to make him stunned for a while.

In this way, the two can be said to be on the same starting line, and it depends on their respective means as to who wins and who loses.

"Blood... I want blood..."

A hint of confusion appeared in the ghoul's pupils.

He remembered again that when he became a guinea pig, Shang Que used himself to test the power of spiritual weapons, and his friends used it to test the effect of pills, and then he was afraid that he would break through, so he also bled from time to time, and used his blood to refine medicine and raise demon beasts...

On days like these, he naturally craves blood. With a little bit of blood, the wounds in his body could be healed. Blood is the best quality tonic for him.

However, the ghoul was essentially a spiritual cultivator after all, and he quickly realized that what he saw in front of him was just an illusion.

The trauma in his heart was revealed in blood, which made him extremely uncomfortable, even angry.

I had already shot with all my might, but it was only ten points of force, but at this time, I had the effect of twelve points of force.

However, anger covered his eyes, and although he was furious, his hands were also messy, without a trace of discipline.

If it is a face-to-face fight, this method is naturally more effective. But Nangong Fan had already done a good job of winning with an outbreak, and he would never fall into an endless tug-of-war.

"Qinglian, Sheng!"

Field, out!

Although it is not as vast as the sea of blood, it is after all from the supreme method recorded in the sword book. At least in this acre and three points of land, you can get a moment of peace.

The sea of blood was squeezed out by a green lotus in all directions, and the momentum on the ghoul's body fell back.

He was already traumatized when he used the sea of blood, and if it was okay to be sheltered in the sea of blood, at this time, it was naked and exposed, and this insignificant trauma was completely revealed.

Nangong Fan is using his own way to create advantages little by little, and when the advantage reaches a certain number, a winning situation is naturally formed.

A glimmer of clarity flashed in the ghoul's pupils, and he sensed that something was wrong, but the primitive instincts of the creatures of the underworld, especially those like ghouls, were still there, and they were the kind of creatures that were prone to rage.

In his eyes, it was all blood-colored sword intent, and this "blood" was not much different from the previous "blood" at least at a cursory glance. But the chill in it made the ghouls even angrier.

How can an ant threaten himself? How can he be so unreasonable? Far from sobering up, he became even more angry.

"Die, die, give me death!"

He roared and shook the void.

Nangong Fan smiled coldly, with the time delayed by the illusion, the black dragon sword in his hand was already blocked in front of his chest, and at the same time, his fingers poked out, forming a sword finger, and his sharp aura flashed, and he stabbed out with one finger.

The "Qinglian Sword Codex" is a Taoist canon between heaven and earth, and the moves recorded in it do not require a sword to be performed. What it pursues is that no sword is better than a sword, and as long as there is a sword in the heart, everything can be a sword.

The ancients could cut their throats with leaves, and Nangong Fan used the sword to make sword moves, and in the case of sword intent, it would naturally not be a little difficult. Aside from the fact that the fingers were more fragile than the Black Dragon Sword, the power didn't make much difference.

For sword cultivation, sword intent is the foundation of itself, as long as there is sword intent, the strength has not decreased much.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

Both voices exploded almost simultaneously.

One was the ghoul's fist, which smashed the black dragon sword, smashed it down, and bombarded Nangong Fan's chest. However, with the Black Dragon Sword as a buffer, although Nangong Fan's face was pale, he was not affected much.

And another "poof" sound, it was a sword finger from Nangong Fan, one finger poked at the ghoul's body, although because of its essence as a spiritual path cultivator, although its physical strength was weakened to the realm, but the "defense" was still there, and it did not cause much damage, but the sword intent rushed straight up, raging in the ghoul's body.

After Nangong Fan's sword intent was sublimated, although he didn't have the natural sword immortal feeling of the Dao method, he could be more aggressive. This should be the "sequelae" left by the erosion of the soul by evil thoughts.

It just so happens that what Nangong Fan desires most is to be attackable, after all, he is a brute cultivator, and his cultivation is still comparable to the Taoist "Sun Bible" in some aspects. As long as the two carriages of the spirit body are neck and neck, the body's defense ability is naturally far above that of ordinary spiritual cultivation. His focus on sword cultivation has always been a killer move.

The ghoul staggered back, quickly out of the confines of the Blue Lotus Realm, and disappeared into the sea of blood. This trauma woke him up, he was no longer impulsive, and he was ready to hide in the shadows to seek another opportunity. However, he still wondered if his whereabouts in the sea of blood had been discovered?

"It's better to be completely included in the eyes of this little guy, otherwise you may suffer a big loss. ”

Nangong Fan did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, and now his heart is fluctuating, and it is not suitable for him to directly pursue into the sea of blood. What's more, he has a deep fear of the sea of blood, and feels that it is not as simple as it is revealed now, and if he goes deep alone, he is likely to suffer a big loss.

He is extremely satisfied with the results of the battle today.