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It seems that in the battle at the bottom of Qiandao Lake, the injuries left by Yan Feng were really not light, which is normal... It's a ghost and a big demon, and a casual blow is enough to drink a pot of Yan Feng.

At this recovery rate, it won't take ten days and half a month to think that it's no fun.

In this ghost world, at this moment, the mountains are already roaring and the tsunami, and there is the sound of the wind in the ears, and the wind of wild hunting is mixed with ghost energy, blowing the bangs that are about to cover the eyes of the severe wind.

"This ghost... It looks like it's been quite a few years. ”

The yin and yang in his eyes flowed, and Yan Feng's visual distance increased several times compared to usual, and he could see clearly the clothes on this ghost's body, which seemed to be the clothes of the Ming Dynasty.

The sky, as the ghost qi gradually condensed, slowly began to appear a whirlpool, circling and circulating.

The Demon Tribulation is about to begin!

This is the first time Yan Feng has seen this thing with his own eyes, he has read it in a book in the past, saying that the ghost and demon tribulation is divided into several types, some of the ghost tribulation is the fire tribulation, there are also thunder tribulation, there are also wind tribulation, and even water tribulation.

As for which one you will encounter, it's all up to you.

"Brother Feng, there's fire coming out of the whirlpool!"

Qin Xiaobao put his hand on the ghost slashing knife, and suddenly grasped it, the blade that was originally only an inch wide instantly swelled to three inches, and the skull at the handle was domineering and exposed, ready to rush forward at any time.

Yan Feng also looked at the whirlpool in the sky, and indeed, from inside this whirlpool, purple flames began to flow out.

"Samadhi True Fire?"

Yan Feng's heart was shocked, I rubbed it, could it be that this fire tribulation is the true fire of Samadhi? But after thinking about it, it is estimated that this fire is just like the true fire of Samadhi, otherwise it will be based on this ghost who has not yet become a demon... Samadhi of this scale is really hot, and it is still playing with wool, and it can't hold on to a breath, so it will burp directly.

"This ghost and demon have crossed the catastrophe, according to the previous plan, when this ghost is injured and wants to suck yang energy, the fat man stepped forward to lure those ghosts away, Luo Ze rushed to the stage, and led this ghost down! ”

Except for the fat monk's bitter face, Luo Ze and Qin Xiaobao both nodded.

Among the four people, the fat monk is the bait, Yan Feng is injured, and he is obviously not suitable for attracting ghosts, while Qin Xiaobao is mainly attacking head-on, a ghost slashing knife, everything is cut down with a knife, and the task of attracting ghosts naturally fell into Luo Ze's hands.

After Yan Feng finished speaking, he then bit his finger and drew a palm thunder on his palm.

The black vortex in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, and the purple flames in it are also gushing out in streams, on the high platform, the ghost floats in the air with his head up, his hands are open, and his body is full of black ghost energy, and the five hundred people next to him are all standing with confused eyes, and under the stage, hundreds of ghost soldiers are patrolling back and forth.

"It's time to start!"

In the whirlpool, purple flames, whistling like the wind, fell from the sky and smashed towards the ghosts of the high platform.

A ghost roar exploded between heaven and earth, and the whole world responded to the echo of this ghost, and the ghost qi appeared densely around the void, coiled around this ghost, and it was extremely rich, if you didn't look carefully, Yan Feng really thought that he was a ghost.

Looking up to the sky and roaring, this ghost stubbornly carried the first purple fire.

"It's pretty good..."

Looking at this ghost, Yan Feng was not nervous in his heart, whether it was Luo Ze or Qin Xiaobao, they were not ordinary warlocks, as long as they were not real ghosts and demons in front, the threat was not particularly big.

Besides, a few days ago, I was at the bottom of Qiandao Lake, and the ghosts and demons I faced were a lot of them, and I didn't like to take the soul fruit, and I played around, not to mention the half-ghost demon who was still in the catastrophe in front of me, God knows if he could succeed, in his heart, Yan Feng was really not particularly worried.

Then, in the whirlpool, the second flame appeared again, smashing down with a cry, looking at it from the angle of the wind from the perspective of the heavy wind, on the high platform, the ghost qi was vertical and horizontal, the whirlpool in the sky, and the purple fire wind was blowing down, I have to say, it is quite picturesque.

The second wave of purple fire fell, and the ghost qi on this ghost disappeared by nearly half in an instant.

"It's now!"

Yan Feng's pupils shrank, and he saw that this ghost's hand was moving down, and it seemed that he couldn't bear it and was ready to suck yang energy!

What surprised Yan Feng was that the fat monk was not ambiguous at all at the critical moment, and at the moment when Yan Feng spoke, his chubby body rushed towards those patrolling ghosts, emitting this golden light on his body, and shouted loudly at the same time: "The Buddha is going to accept you ghosts!"

The hundreds of ghost warriors, as soon as they saw the appearance of the fat monk, instantly surrounded them.

At the same time, Luo Ze's body was like an arrow from the string, with two knives in his hands, the wind lifted his hair covering his eyes, and his figure was like a tanuki, looking like a civet cat, it seemed that he had already climbed the high platform in just a few steps.

In an instant, the blue flames on his body rose into the sky.

"Damn it!"

On the high platform, the ghost who was preparing to suck yang energy and continue the catastrophe was furious when he saw Luo Ze, this ghost and demon tribulation was a matter of life and death for him, if he succeeded, he would become a demon, and if he failed, his soul would be scattered!

Subconsciously looked at the ghosts who looked at him, and found that these hundreds of ghosts were all surrounding a glowing fat man, and they couldn't take it!

In any case, he would never allow anyone to interfere with his escape.

This ghost rushed towards Luo Ze wrapped in ghost energy, Luo Ze wanted this, flashed sideways, the short knife slid down, and directly gave this ghost a knife, the knife with blue flames aroused the monstrous anger of this ghost, and the ghost qi rose all over the sky.

Luo Ze jumped directly off the high platform, and received three strokes of the middle force, but it was only more than ten meters, and he jumped down and drank in one go!

The also rushed down.

Luo Ze's eyes were indifferent, his figure passed by like the wind, and in front of him, those ghosts were also divided into a part to prepare to surround him.

The black vortex in the sky is still flowing, and the next wave of purple fire is brewing.

At this moment, Yan Feng and Qin Xiaobao, who had been waiting in the woods, suddenly rushed out and went straight behind the.

"Nine shades of hell fire, Huangquan edict, the divine fire will be as urgent as the law, edict!"

At the same time, in the whirlpool in the sky, the third wave of purple fire brewed and fell with a bang, falling on this ghost without leaking.

Black is entwined with the flames of purple fire.

"Damn, shit!"

This ghost roared angrily, condensing the ghost qi around him, just condensed but was constantly burned by the black and purple two fires, if he waited until all the ghost qi on his body dissipated, that was when his soul was scattered.

But... And that's not all.

Just at the moment when Yan Feng threw out the Three Qingye Fire Talismans and the purple fire in the sky fell, Qin Xiaobao's Ghost Slaying Knife also arrived.

The hollow eyes of the skull at the hilt of the knife exuded a deep black glow, and the three-inch-wide broadsword slashed down at the demon's waist.

"Slash!"

After the ghost slashing knife, this ghost's ghostly eyes were suddenly stunned, and he bowed his head slightly, his waist was directly cut off by Qin Xiaobao's ghost slashing knife.

Where the knife passed, a black spell was formed in an instant!

This ghost, he will never have a complete body in this life, this is the ghost slashing knife!

Slash the ghost!