Nangong Fan stepped heavily on the ghost.

Step on the air!

As this foot fell, it resonated with the center of the earth, and the two forces instantly pierced through the body of the powerful ghost's nothingness.

The ghost seems to have finally understood that his body is just a burden when facing this terrifying monster.

There was a "bang, bang" sound, and the ghost's body was detonated by his own hands.

The black mist gushed out, and the terrifying energy squeezed towards Nangong Fan. The hair on the thick thighs instantly withered, the flesh and blood blurred, and a heart-piercing pain arose.

Nangong Fan was furious, and kept stomping his feet, as if he wanted to suppress all the energy in this way, his blood-colored pupils seemed to be seen in the haze, and two clusters of ghostly fire flashed in the haze.

The ghosts that are out of their bodies are no longer so bulky, and the ghostly fire that carries the soul beats, and the supernatural power permeates the surroundings.

It seemed that a beam of light shot out from the ghostly fire, shooting straight into Nangong Fan's body and disappearing.

A flickering silver needle appeared in the sky above Nangong Fan's sea of knowledge, stabbing straight towards Nangong Fan's cross-kneeled spirit.

Soul Attack!

As soon as the blue soul opened his eyes, the silver needle was already close in front of him, and he stabbed it fiercely on his body.

It's so fast! I can't react at all.

A conspicuous hole appeared on the blue soul's body, and his body was gloomy for a while.

"Whew!"

Under the pain, Nangong Fan roared, and his powerful hands hugged his head fiercely for the first time, he felt that he was about to explode!

"Poof. ”

Nangong Fan fell on the ice and rolled on the ground. The fierce pupils flickered, and the limbs danced wildly in all directions.

Pain!

It hurts so much!

The light on the ghost fire seemed to dim a lot, it floated out of the black mist, and a trace of dazzling light rushed towards Nangong Fan.

Soon disappeared on Nangong Fan's thick skin.

Almost instantly, countless silver needles appeared in the sky above Nangong Fanzhihai, rushing down.

The calm sea of knowledge makes waves.

The blue soul had just woken up from the pain, and his face turned a lot whiter when he looked at this bull hair, a spirit.

A silver needle can pierce his soul, and these thousands of roots come down together, isn't it to destroy him directly?

It's a pity that Blue Soul doesn't have much time for him to think, and this soul attack is instantaneous.

Blue Soul didn't have much means, could he only resist it? He didn't want to suffer the pain of being pierced again.

Subconsciously raised his hand, the sea was surging, and the water balls crossed the lake and rushed towards the silver needle.

Blue Soul was slightly stunned, he almost forgot that he was also a "divine cultivator".

The ball of divine power collided with the silver needle, and the two disappeared silently.

Seeing the effect of the divine power, the blue soul breathed a sigh of relief, and made a decision in his heart, he would still bathe in this lake of divine power in the future. lest he be pricked again in silence, that taste he really doesn't want to experience again.

The blue soul looked at the gradually thinning sea of knowledge, stepped into it, and sank into it.

The ghost fire was beating, and without his companions by his side, he didn't dare to risk his life and directly enter the Nangong Fan Zhihai. That kind of hand-to-hand combat would only cost him his life in vain, but what he wanted was the time when Nangong Fan was stunned.

The Yin Qi swelled, and under his command, it gathered around the front.

The yin qi controlled by him is more corrosive, and it can easily wear through flesh and blood, as long as there is a little toxin deep into Nangong Fan's body, the situation may be reversed.

The cold wind was howling, and when the yin qi was about to touch Nangong Fan's body rolling around, a flash of light pierced the darkness.

Nangong Fan opened his eyes suddenly, and the violent killing intent was spreading. Anger is accumulated in the bottom of my heart, and I don't vent it, and I don't feel happy.

Nangong Fan suddenly jumped up from the ground, and his powerful body blasted out with a punch, which seemed to be a little more fierce than just now.

The black-armed angry bear, the more angry it is, the more powerful the power in its body becomes.

This punch crushed the space, blasting the black mist and blasting it unstoppably towards the ghostly fire.

The phantom fire beats and wants to escape, but in this form, it can cut through the space and escape with just one breath.

Nangong Fan's body was brown, and the earth dragon turned over, not giving him a chance to escape

The entire land seemed to be under Nangong Fan's control.

The fist arrived, and the ghost fire shattered.

The demonic power sprang out and swept it away.

Nangong Fan slapped his chest hard, and his eyes full of ferocious intent looked around in the darkness.

He didn't feel like it was enough, and there was a breath in his heart that he hadn't vented.

At a glance, he saw the ghost keeper who was in a stalemate with Wang Zai.

This ghost keeper has learned extremely well, and under the pressure of heaven and earth, he is still alive and kicking.

In the face of the extremely sensitive ghost raiser, Wang Zai's face was not in a hurry, and he did not hurry out of the sword in his hand, continuously, not giving the ghost raiser a little time to breathe.

But looking at it like this, it is difficult to divide the winner and loser in a short time.

Nangong Fan moved violently, he only had a slight spiritual intelligence at this time, but it was not a problem for me to distinguish the enemy.

When Nangong Fan ran, the ground trembled, and the thick stone broke through the ice and was grabbed by him.

The Black Dragon Sword is too small to use!

The earth attribute energy surged, and Nangong Fan swept down with a stick that broke the air.

Nangong Fan's every move is secretly in line with the frequency of the earth, and this move naturally brings a momentum.

Nangong Fan, who had already reached the power of perfection, after turning into a black bear, his strength was not far from that of the Heavenly Bull Emperor.

This stick was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and the void seemed to have been blown up.

There is Wang Zai in front and black bear in the back.

In the front, there is a sword that integrates the general trend of heaven and earth, and then there is a stick with the help of the earth.

The ghost keeper was fortunate to experience the taste of a fierce ghost who had just been abandoned by him.

The two consummate combat forces joined hands to encircle and suppress. One controls the overall situation with a sword, and the other is only in charge of crazy output.

"Get out!" the ghost keeper gently lifted the broken white robe, and the pieces of cloth flew backwards, and his mind moved, and each piece of cloth seemed to be attached to the spirit.

It was like a small bird heading towards the stone stick that was not afraid of death.

The main energy of the ghost keeper is still on Wang Zai, he must not be trapped by Wang Zai with the general trend of heaven and earth, he just needs to hold on for a while.

As for Nangong Fan's seemingly monstrous blow, he didn't take it to heart, if it weren't for Wang Zai's involvement, he could find the weakness at a glance, and he could easily fool it over with a thousand catties.

This is also how easy it is for him to face the Heavenly Bull Emperor, even if he adds Hu Teng later, it is extremely easy, as long as it is a move, he has weaknesses. It is difficult for this crude martial arts of the Nether Realm to give birth to flawless moves.

Even if it was perfect in the Nether, it only took him a few more glances to find the omission, but he didn't have the power to break it directly.

Nangong Fan doesn't care if you have a piece of cloth or not, whether you have spirituality or not.

I'll beat it with a stick.

"Bang. ”

Nangong Fan's mouth was numb, and the cloth flew to avoid the long stick and came directly at his hand.

This gentle piece of cloth is like a pair of eyes, and it has really become a dexterous bird, like a mountain bombarding one after another.

What the hell is this?

How can there be such great power?

Subconsciously lowered his head, the flesh and blood of the hands holding the long stick were blurred, and the wounds were extremely conspicuous.

Under this blockage, the monstrous stick slammed into the air, bombarding the ground with a blatantly slam into the ice, and a spider's web-like crack appeared on the ice.

Nangong Fan raised his head, opened his bloody mouth, and his fangs pointed at the sky, "Roar!"

Angry!

Even if the soul is hit by the ghostly fire, it is not intuitive to see the blood anger.

Anger surged, black intent appeared in the blood-red pupils, and the already strong body still had a tendency to expand outward.

The sharp fangs flickered with cold light, and the stone stick in his hand swung again.

The wind howled and the black mist surged.

Between black and brown, a stick comes east.

There was a crackling sound, and the air seemed to be smashed.

With a violent momentum, Nangong Fan felt that he had become the lord of the earth, and there were warm currents on the ground that kept rushing into his body and merging into the stone sticks.

The ice exploded and the earth and rocks flying.

This stick is unstoppable, and this stick must be meritorious.

Wang Zai's eyes lit up, his long hair fluttered behind his head, he moved, no longer so unhurried, the long sword rose and shone brightly, "Asked!"

A sword punishes evil, and a sword asks.

The essence of Zhongtian Sect for ten thousand years is all in these two swords.

It's okay to punish evil spirits, you can understand when you have spiritual power in your body, and ask questions by means of the general trend of heaven and earth, that is to say, only legends can be enlightened.

Wang Zai has been saying that he has endured a lot of hardships to learn this sword, and finally realized when he broke through in the Nangong Fan ring.

This sword is dashing, this sword is not only with the help of the general trend of heaven and earth, it itself has a powerful existence. With this, this can be among the best in the entire Nether Self-Creation Peerless Academy.

Asked, vast.

Its own potential plus the general trend of heaven and earth, one plus one is greater than two.

This sword is Wang Zai's pinnacle blow.

The sight was so vast that even the black fog could not hide the white light that covered the sky and the earth.

"How is that possible?" exclaimed the ghost keeper.

The extreme of potential is the field, and I am the king in the field.

Nangong Fan's law of gravity is the expansion of the domain form, but it is still very weak now.

Every peerless scholar who can reach the potential can use this pole to comprehend a certain law, which is not a rotten street even in the upper realm.

How could there be in the Nether?

The sword light poured over the earth like a galaxy, and every ray of light carried a chill to the bone, resonating with heaven and earth.

Even the ghost keeper couldn't find the weak point in a hurry, the mask kept fanning, and the divine light flashed in his pupils.

Weaknesses must be found!Otherwise, you can only avoid this blow by bursting out with forces that do not belong to this realm.

Where is it?

"Impossible!"

This is the only voice of the ghost keeper at this time, and it seems that the only weak point is also covered by the general trend of heaven and earth.

The white light in front of him was in front of him, and the stone stick behind him broke through the sky.

The sky and the earth were directed against him and repelled him.

Heaven and earth kill, and the chill erupts.

Before the sword light arrived, the clothes on the ghost keeper were torn apart.

"Damn it!"

The ghost keeper no longer dodges to find weakness, the pupils of the gods become ghostly fire, and the heavens and the earth are stagnant.

The black mist in the sky squirmed, forming a funnel above the ghost keeper's head, his fingers were expanding, and his body, which was already energy condensation, did not feel the slightest discomfort.

Point it out with a finger.

"The ghost town is vast, and the road of reincarnation is far away. ”

"The ghost town is still there, and the soul is back!"

"Reincarnation Finger!"

The ghostly light appeared, expanding dramatically, and all the black mist poured into it, and a path that rose and fell in the chaos appeared out of thin air.

Nangong Fan once faced Soul Heaven alone, so he used this trick.

It's just that Soul Tian has a cat-and-mouse attitude, and it doesn't look as brilliant as it is now.

It is also somewhat similar to the "reincarnation of the ghost", but it is obvious that raising ghosts is the orthodox martial arts, and the ghost is so vast under the infection of the inexplicable breath.

Compared to this trick used by the fierce ghost for unknown reasons, the ghost keeper knows the trick very well.

The breath of reincarnation and yin qi swirled and appeared.

Towards the sword light bombardment.

The ghost keeper seems to have burst out more under pressure, but always below a limit.

The aura that had just surged had only broken through to perfection like Wang Zai, and now it had quickly climbed to the peak, and it seemed that it could break through the sky at any time.

This is not the limit of a ghost raiser, after he pointed out, he turned to face Nangong Fan.

The black bear was in front of him, and the stone stick was about to fall.

He glanced at the weak point in this stick at a glance, and couldn't help but feel a lot happier in his heart, at least he didn't "regress" as he imagined.

A punch blasted out, a light and fluttering punch, but it hit the tip of the stone stick, the farthest place from Nangong Fan's hand.

"Bang. ”

A surging force surged, and the two forces stalemate in the air, but in the blink of an eye, the stone stick broke inch by inch, turning into dirt and returning to the earth.

Nangong Fan showed his hideous fangs and continued to swing the broken stone stick and smash it forward.

"Boom!"