The ghost was in a trance for a while, as if he saw Mu Fan's father. He took a few steps back for no apparent reason, and flew a hundred feet away.

Then he realized that the little ghost in front of him only had the strength of the Jade Hall Realm, and it could never be that person. Maybe he couldn't hold it on his face, he rushed towards Mu Fan at full speed, regardless of the possibility of damaging Mu Fan's body.

Mu Fan waved his hand violently, and layers of lenses appeared in front of him. He went to the northwest with Zhao Jianyan and saw Xingzhiyi fighting with others.

The collision of space and space is like a broken mirror, and there is a fatal danger hidden in the beauty.

He put his hands together, and a cuboid appeared in front of him, and the ghost wither flew right into the cuboid.

Mu Fan hurriedly urged the mirror, and there was a "click" sound, and the cuboid turned into a broken mirror, and the fine mirror fell to the ground, but there was no shredded ghost.

A gust of wind appeared in his ears, and the ghost's withered palm was about to imprint on his face.

Mu Fan hurriedly tore through the space, instantly moved behind Ghost Wither, maintained a high degree of consistency with Ghost Wither, and slapped Ghost Wither's sunken face.

From the side, the movements of the two people are exactly the same, and the clothes are black and white, which complements each other.

The frog exhaled a breath of cyan breath from the side, and the breath diffused.

The corners of the ghost's withered clothes touched the cyan breath, and the black fabric was stained with a little cyan. His body turned into a cloud of black qi, and then the black qi gathered, appearing a hundred zhang away in an instant. He looked down at the corner of his clothes that had changed color, and said in his heart: "It seems that the remnant soul of the Great Blue Sky has adapted to this, and he actually wants to take the initiative to assimilate and absorb me." ”

Mu Fan tried his best to restrain himself, after all, he only had the strength of the Yutang Realm, even if the Qi Sea was larger than the average person, he couldn't withstand the toss between him and the Ghost Ku.

After Qingjiao spit out the cyan gas, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but continued to surround Mu Fan and take a defensive position.

The ghost withered and wiped the corners of his clothes, the cyan faded, and then turned black, and he stepped out, and appeared in front of Mu Fan the next moment.

His hand first turned into a cloud of smoke, and when it gathered, it was no longer a hand, but a cone. The cone is pushed forward, and the surrounding interspersal is compressed, like shredded crushed ceramics.

Mu Fan's body faded, and a cloud of smoke was also formed, and when the smoke gathered into a solid body, he had already retreated.

In the way of the other, give back to the other.

The situation of the ghost withering may not be better than that of the remnant soul of the Great Black Heaven, most of the remnant souls of the Great Black Sky were trapped in the formation, and a small part of them were injured by Mu Fan and the Sword Sect Master, and the Qingjiao completely assimilated and absorbed the injured part of the remnant soul.

Considering only the strength, the ghost wither is stronger than a small part of the Great Black Sky Remnant Soul, but he also has a shortcoming: he is not suitable for Mu Fan's qi sea.

The remnant soul of the Great Black Sky has been here for a long time, and has gradually adapted to it, and the sea of qi still suppresses it, but it has weakened a lot.

When the ghost withers first arrived here, even if all ten percent of the divine souls came in, they couldn't exert thirty percent of the power of the main body.

Mu Fan suddenly remembered something, he gave up his defense, and his body floated in the air, "Ghost wither, I will definitely not let you have a good time." ”

The pitch-black throne appeared without warning, and he sat on it, his momentum skyrocketing a thousand times. The powerful momentum reversed time and space, and countless mirrors appeared within a radius of a hundred zhang, and bursts of ripples swayed in the mirrors.

Mu Fan racked his brains to find the strongest power he had ever seen. He remembered the dream he had had, in which the master of the Xuanmen Gate sat on a huge black throne, invincible in the Hanhai Desert.

He also wanted to have the Black Throne, and so the Throne appeared......

Ghost withered said: "With your current body, as long as you dare to make a move, you will inevitably pour the true yuan and explode to death." ”

Mu Fan didn't reply, he directly conveyed his meaning with actions.

The Black Throne emitted a dim light, and the dim light touched the distorted space, and countless spaces collapsed and annihilated. The true yuan in his sea of qi began to roll, like a hurricane blowing, setting off a huge wave of three or four feet.

A part of the True Yuan overflowed into the meridians, and his body in the room began to twitch.

In the sea of qi, Mu Fan flattened his palm and pressed it down.

In an instant, time stood still and space shattered. The ghost's withered body was shrouded in countless spaces, and these spaces made a small sound of shattering, densely packed, and perhaps at this moment, thousands of spaces were shattered.

The ghost withered and shouted, not only did not feel frightened, but laughed heartily.

"It's kind of like your father. Most of what I say doesn't count, it's different today. You have the shadow of your father, and he has been gracious to me, and I have decided to let you go. ”

After hearing this, Mu Fan's face turned red, and he said in his heart: "Is this playing with me? ”

The true yuan in the sea of qi seemed to be boiling, setting off a monstrous wave, and the waves of more than ten zhang and dozens of zhang continued one after another, overflowing into the meridians.

Mu Fan's body fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, his eyes rolled and curled up in a ball, and he couldn't live.

In the sea of qi, the ghost withered up to the sky and roared, turning into a cloud of mist and dissipating in this heaven and earth.

Without the intruder, Mu Fan's consciousness returned to his body, and before he came back to his senses, he almost fainted from the severe pain in his body.

The demon wither was still standing in front of him, and did not leave.

Mu Fan wanted to retreat, but his body no longer obeyed.

Ghost Ku put his hand on Mu Fan's eyebrows again, this time he did not invade Mu Fan's qi sea, but injected the true yuan, using his own true yuan to guide the violent true yuan in Mu Fan's body, and help heal the meridians.

A faint green halo emanated from the center of Mu Fan's eyebrows, and the halo spread along the meridians.

Ghost Ku was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that this kid still had the medicinal power of the Spirit Pei Yuan Pill in his body.

Mu Fan's body really couldn't withstand the furious True Yuan, and the effect of the channeling was average, and he was still in danger.

Ghost Ku changed his gesture, pinched it into a claw shape, and imprinted it on the top of Mu Fan's head. Five fingers exerted force at the same time, forcibly absorbing the true yuan in Mu Fan's body.

Mu Fan's body twitched even more, it seemed to be serious, but it was actually getting better.

After a long time, the ghost withered let go of his hand and let out a sigh of relief. This tone carries a bit of nostalgia, a little memorable, a little melancholy, and a bit of optimism.

Mu Fan's eyes were closed, he had consumed too much just now, and he had already fallen asleep.

Ghost Ku bent down, picked up Mu Fan, put him on the bed, and covered him with the quilt.

Coming here tonight, Onikushi wanted to confirm one thing, and he had already gotten the answer. Entering Mu Fan's sea of qi, he was greedy, but in the end it turned into a test.

Since he is as strong as Ye Feng and his senior brother believe in this kid very much, he might as well go crazy and pin his hopes on the young man who is just in his early twenties.

Mu Fan proved with practical actions that he had the strength to protect the secrets in the sea of qi.

The ghost withered nodded Mu Fan's eyebrows, and rearranged a prohibition to prevent others from breaking in.

After doing all this, he looked up in the direction of the main hall of the Xuanmen Gate and disappeared into the house......