Huqi Mountain, the residence of the Ghost King Sect. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the hill, the sky is overcast, the cold wind is howling, and here, there is a slight smell of fish in the air.

Bai Fan stood proudly with his hands in his hands, and under his feet was the mountain gate of the Ghost King Sect.

Under his gaze, a middle-aged man in a black robe walked out, looked at him, and then sacrificed his magic weapon, and flew in front of him in the blink of an eye, with three or four people following closely behind him.

"Senior brother, it's been a long time"

A bland greeting evoked a long memory, Zhang Xiaofan back then, now he is a ghost, dressed in black, with a vicissitudes of life.

"yes, long time no see"

Bai Fan looked at him and sighed faintly: "I don't know if it's the creation that makes people, or the people who make people, and in the blink of an eye, things are wrong."

The ghost was silent, and after a long time, he raised his head to the sky, "If I can, I only want to be an ordinary villager in Caomiao Village." For example, in this life, penance and immortality are nothing, but it takes hundreds of years to change the time, but in the end it is still wasted, but it tastes hundreds of years of sorrow. Practicing for one life, cultivating for one life, cultivating the Tao, but cultivating without the heart, why is this difficult? ”

Bai Fan stood silently, thinking a lot for a moment, all kinds of past things appeared like a dream bubble, he stayed for a long time, suddenly sighed, and said lightly, "Actually, what is the Tao, and what is the Tao?" Since you want to be a mountain man, why don't you leave everything behind and follow your heart? ”

Ghost Li smiled, it was a bitter smile, he had a lot of love in his life, the love of master and apprentice, the love of brothers, the love of men and women, the love of saving lives, and the love of knowing each other...... All of this, wrapped around his body, he can't let go, and he can't cut it constantly, so naturally he can't get rid of it.

The bitterness on his face became stronger and stronger, and Baguio beside him saw it in his eyes, and his distressed look flashed, and he said: "You must not be here to reminisce about the past, what is the purpose of it?" ”

When Bai Fan heard this, his expression became cold, he squinted his eyes at them, and said lightly: "I want 'Fu Longding', are you willing to give it?" ”

"You want 'Fu Longding'?"

Baguio, Ghost Li, and the Qinglong and Youji behind them frowned at the same time, Fulong Ding is a holy relic of the Ghost King Sect, the only treasure that can compete with the Zhuxian Sword, how can it be given to Bai Fan? What's more, he is still a disciple of the righteous Qingyun Sect, so this behavior is really a bit arrogant and deceitful.

"Hehe......"

Qinglong sneered and interjected: "Your Excellency is too strong, if I wait for Qingyunmen to ask for the Immortal Sword, do you think Dao Xuan will give it?" ”

Ghost Li frowned, silent, with his understanding of Bai Fan, he will do what he says, and he will never do meaningless things, now that he has spoken, this matter will definitely not be good.

Sure enough, Bai Fan's gaze swept coldly towards the green dragon, and a coercion that overpowered all beings emanated, enveloping everyone, as if a god was watching them indifferently, so that people could not resist.

"I not only want Fu Longding, but also want you to dissolve the Ghost King Sect, from today, within a thousand years, no sects related to the Demon Sect are allowed to appear in the world", he put his hands behind his back, his eyebrows flashed with the inheritance of the underworld, his expression was very indifferent, but more of an inoffensive majesty, since he experienced a reincarnation in the Immortal Gu and Immortal Realm, his mentality has changed unconsciously.

In the old man guarding the emperor's tomb, he had seen the strongest power in the world; In the reincarnation of the Immortal Gu, he even worshipped the Immortal Emperor. Now, in his eyes, all kinds of things have quietly become small.

This feeling is like a bird looking down on a bird.

Heaven and earth are bleak, and all beings are intimidated.

The cold wind suddenly prevailed, and in the lonely autumn wind, everything seemed to wither, and no sound of living beings could be heard.

The four members of the Ghost King Sect were silent and did not dare to speak.

They were all cultivators with advanced cultivation, and they didn't need Bai Fan to make a move, just from this momentum, they understood that the person standing opposite was as terrifying as a god and a demon. If he is allowed to make a move, the sky will inevitably fall apart and he will not be able to bear it.

"Ahem......"

At this moment, a heavy cough sound came from below, from the mountains shrouded by the cold and bloody remnant sun, and then the voice carried the breathless vicissitudes of life, and said: "Fu Longding is here, if you have the life to get it, the Ghost King Sect will be as you want, and it will disappear from now on." ”

An old man with a pale face and a withered human form, holding a bronze tripod, flew out, his eyes were closed, he seemed to be blind, covered in blood, floating in the void.

"Ghost King, I didn't expect you to become like this." Bai Fan sighed, his tone melancholy.

"Are you taking pity on me?" The ghost king coughed a few times, and said quietly, as if it had caused internal injuries, and blood and tears flowed from his closed eyes.

Bai Fan floated into the void, stood opposite him, and said lightly: "But the scattered grass and trees, the twilight of the fear of the hero, let's make a move, the past grievances are no longer said, today I will take the trip, and I will give you a ride by the way." ”

"Haha...... You are very good, the old man has never regretted it in his life, but now I really regret that I didn't do my best to include you in the Ghost King Sect. ”

After speaking, he suddenly made a move, and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood on Fulongding, and saw that its red light was flourishing, and thousands of blood-colored mist were washed down, and the sky and earth suddenly fell into a vast blood.

"Boom!"

After the loud bang, an immeasurable blood flame gushed out from the Fulong Ding, like a divine light that reached the sky, soaring into the sky and disappearing above the nine heavens. In an instant, the wind and clouds were agitated, shaking the sky, and under the light of blood, the mountains trembled, and the rubble rumbled down.

In the power that shook the heavens and the earth, there was a fierce, violent, bloodthirsty roar, and all things in the heavens and the earth trembled under this roar, as if there was a demon god from the blood sea hell, coldly, looking at the outside world.

A ferocity filled with maddening despair swept through every corner of the mountains in an instant.

The four people watching from the top of the mountain were pale, and they looked at the two people in the sky, but their eyes were different. Worried, frightened, mocking, indifferent, indescribable, complex and difficult to name.

But under their gaze, Bai Fan seemed very calm, expressionless, faint, without a trace of waves.

"Why don't you make a move, are you desperate? Hey...... Without the Zhuxian Sword, what do you use to resist this Ancient Strange Array? ”

The Ghost King was roaring, and he felt a little uneasy, because Bai Fan's reaction was too calm, and if it was other monks, his confidence would have been destroyed.

At this time, Bai Fan calmly took out the Xuanhuo Jian, and the eight fierce divine lights flew out from the witch seal in the center of his eyebrows, surrounded the surroundings, and suppressed a piece of the sky, and the flames soared, expelling all the blood and light.

At the same time, he said lightly: "The three great ancient arrays, in addition to the Zhuxian Sword Array and the Four Spirit Blood Array, there is also an Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array, I don't know if the Ghost King has ever seen it?" ”

"What?"

The ghost king was shocked and frightened, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that there were no eyeballs in the eye sockets at all, but two bottomless blood holes, which looked very gloomy, but looking at his expression, he obviously knew about this formation.

But Bai Fan didn't say anything more to him, and began to chant words in his mouth, and the lengthy incantation was like the oldest incantation in the ancient times, with the aura of ancient vicissitudes, resounding in the void.

The next moment, a rainbow light shot out from the Xuanhuo Jian, like a divine bridge connecting the fire hell erected in the past, the flames on the statue of the eight fierce gods burst out with the most enthusiastic light, a dragon roar resounded through the nine heavens, and in the depths of the flames, the dragon roared loudly, with terror, with despair, with the scorching breath of death.

Creatures like the ancient gods descended from another world, stepping on the bridge of the gods.

A huge head, slowly stretched out, as dazzling as the scorching sun and unable to look directly, it was clearly a huge ancient fire dragon bathed in flames, everywhere, there were flames.

The huge dragon head seemed to fill everyone's eyes, and people looked at this unbeatable creature that almost surpassed the existence of this world, except for despair or despair, and this suffocating power alone seemed to have announced the fate of the rebels.

In just an instant, the blood light was expelled to the edge of the sky by the flames, and suddenly, the situation was turned upside down.

"Four Spirit Blood Array, Blood Demon Shura!"

The Ghost King roared to the sky and made the strongest move, summoning Shura in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

A terrifying blood-colored figure, as high as 10,000 feet, slowly took shape behind the ghost king, full of blood flames, and a blood-colored demon was swallowed in his mouth and nose, as if he was the incarnation of the terrifying sea of blood in the twilight, with the power of the ancient evil creatures, the blood Shura.

"Die!" The crazy roar of the ghost king resounded in the sky, he could not be defeated, once defeated, not only would his life's hard work be burned, but the ghost king sect would also turn into dust, and the inheritance of thousands of years would be cut off in his hands.

At that time, he will be the eternal sinner of the Ghost King Sect and the Demon Sect, and he will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever!

That weird blood demon shadow roared, with a terrifying momentum, affecting the blood qi in the sky, and rushed towards Bai Fan.

"Roar!"

In an instant, a huge roar resounded throughout the world!

The rolling flames were overwhelming, and the huge body of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons was completely revealed, compared to the one summoned in the Demon Ancient Cave in the Southern Xinjiang Town, it was even larger, and the flames churning in the sky were all its swimming bodies.

The next moment, blood and fire were intertwined, rolling halos, like thunder, from the sky from above, quickly bursting in all directions.

In an instant, it was as if the whole world had turned into blood and fire, as if in a furnace, suffering from purgatory, and the endless red flames roared in the ears, as if endless hands were pulling their bodies frantically from all directions, trying to crush people to pieces!

The mountains collapsed, and countless disciples of the Ghost King Sect were buried by the rocks, and the wailing was terrible, and the hell on earth seemed to be right in front of them!

…………………………

Long! Long!

Heaven and earth were silent, the blood shadow Shura and the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons were gone, blood droplets and flames fell from the sky, with a terrible sadness, like the sky in anger, crying, and crying blood. (To be continued.) )