Wielding the two mourning sticks, Nong Lan pounced directly towards Ge Yu, and the mourning sticks continued to emit black eerie ghosts, drilling towards Ge Yu's body, greatly restricting Ge Yu's movements, this gloomy ghost aura is a kind of breath that hurts the soul, once it gets into Ge Yu's body, there is a pinprick-like pain.

In fact, this mourning stick is still secondary, when Ge Yu started a nonglan, he found that this person's cultivation is extremely high, if it is according to the level of Chinese cultivation, this person's cultivation is already in the realm of real people, and it is the realm of two or three dollars in the realm of real people.

Once a practitioner reaches the realm of a real person, he will encounter a very large bottleneck, and he may be stuck in his or her cultivation for the rest of his life, and his cultivation will stop at this stage of the realm of a real person.

However, for these head-lowering masters in Southeast Asia, this kind of bottleneck period is rarely encountered, because the head-lowering masters are all evil methods of cultivation.

The most obvious characteristic of the evil method is that it can take effect quickly, and the cultivation is also improved quickly, but the disadvantage is that people who do not practice orthodox magic have a solid and stable foundation.

Cultivating evil methods inevitably involves killing people, refining blood, refining ghosts, and refining corpses...... If you kill too many people, the greater the cause and effect of your own contamination, and often nothing good will end in the end.

When Nong Lan waved the two mourning sticks towards Ge Yu, Ge Yu suddenly felt great pressure, the two mourning sticks were black and steaming, and the yin and ghostly qi was constantly looking for gaps, drilling into Ge Yu's pores, and the two mourning sticks were waved, impermeable, and immediately blocked all Ge Yu's retreats.

Ge Yu could only use the routine of Maoshan Peerless Maoshan Mixed Yuan Bagua Sword to protect all the covers on his body, not giving the other party a chance to take advantage of it.

But the other party's cultivation is indeed much stronger than his own, even if he uses the routine of the Maoshan Mixed Yuan Bagua Sword, he feels that he can't parry the other party, and he is forced to retreat again and again by the other party, and he almost can't resist it.

And Chen Ye, who was sitting on the terrace on the third floor, saw Nong Lan suppressing and beating Ge Yu, and immediately stood up from the seat excitedly, slapped his palm, and shouted loudly at the bottom: "Okay! Good fight, Master Nonglan, remember to save a breath for this kid, I'll add another two million to you, I still have more than a dozen big wolf dogs in the backyard, just use this kid's meat to feed the dogs, I want to hear his screams, and know what will happen to me Gong Hongchen! Hahaha......"

Although Ge Yu was panicked in his heart, he still kept reciting the meditation mantra in his heart, so that he could forcibly calm down, and after only a dozen moves, he showed his defeat, if he continued to fight like this, after more than a dozen moves, he would definitely lose.

Thinking of this, Ge Yu directly pinched a trick, planning to use the means of shrinking the ground into inches to get out of Nong Lan's encirclement, and then find a way to use a big move to compete with Nong Lan.

However, when Ge Yu urged the law to shrink the ground into inches, the thing that made him panic happened again, and in the middle of the Qi field, Ge Yu's body did not move, and the Qi field did not know when it was blocked.

Only then did Ge Yu remember that when he was fighting with the dozen or so head lowering masters just now, the Qi field had been blocked, and the person who blocked the Qi field must have been this Nong Lan.

At this time, he actually forgot the ability of this head descending master to block the Qi field.

Just as he was thinking of this, Nong Lan's mourning stick slammed towards Ge Yu with a sharp whistling sound.

Ge Yu had no choice but to withdraw the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword and block it in his chest, the mourning stick smashed on the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword, and the seven-star sword hit Ge Yu's chest again, Ge Yu suddenly felt a majestic force hit his chest, and immediately snorted and flew upside down in the distance.

This stick is ruthless enough, Ge Yu suddenly felt that his throat and eyes were a little sweet, and a sharp pain came from his chest, and his body flew up in the air, and he was beaten out more than ten meters away, and fell to the ground fiercely.

Although the pain in his chest was incomparable, Ge Yu didn't dare to stay for a moment, and endured the severe pain and turned over again.

At this time, Nong Lan had already held two mourning sticks and attacked Ge Yu again.

The dozens of powerful ghost creatures in the Spirit Gathering Pagoda who had been standing beside Ge Yu were shocked when they saw Ge Yu injured.

Originally, these ghosts thought that Ge Yu would be able to do this head lowering master, so they stood aside and watched.

And after seeing Ge Yu injured, those ghosts quickly reacted.

The old lady of the cat demon with a cat face snorted badly, Xiao Yu was injured, come with me and stop the head lowering master! Split up and kill the people on the terrace.

With an order, all those ghosts were dispatched, half of them went to stop the head of the descending master Nong Lan, and the other half turned into a variety of colored breaths, and rushed towards Chen Ye and the others on the terrace.

However, Chen Ye on the terrace let out a sneer, calmly took out another cigar, and smoked it slowly.

When the dozens of ghost things were about to fly to the side of the terrace, a series of weird black runes suddenly rose from the ground, enveloping the terraces where Chen Ye was, and as soon as those ghost things touched the runes on the terrace, they immediately let out a terrible scream, and were blocked back.

"Boy, isn't the old man raising some ghosts for your methods? This arrangement is specially arranged for these ghosts of yours, and today you kid is dead! Hahaha......" Chen Ye spit out a large puff of smoke, and his face showed a look of great joy.

Those dozens of ghost creatures were isolated by the magic circle barrier, and there was nothing they could do about Chen Ye for a while.

The rest of the dozens of ghosts rushed towards the head descender.

These ghosts are not low, even the head of the head master Nong Lan did not dare to take it lightly, before those ghosts rushed to Nong Lan's approach, Nong Lan paused, first felt out a large piece of white powder from his chest, and sprinkled it into the air, and then patted a black porcelain jar hanging on his waist, and suddenly four or five hideous ghost things floated out, these ghost things exuded pale pink blood, and the blood on his body was mush, as if every ghost thing had suffered a thousand cuts before he died, The resentment is incomparably deep.

These ghosts must have suffered extremely cruel torture before they were alive, and they were extremely devastated for a long time, so the resentment was unprecedentedly strong, don't look at only four or five, but the dozens of ghosts released by Ge Yu flew out quickly, and they were entangled with those ghosts of Ge Yu.

And the powder that Nong Lan had just sprinkled out, as soon as it touched the air, all turned into a large patch of moths with white flowers, and the body was colorful, and the poison was extremely fierce at first sight.