Ghost Li looked at the two people in front of him, as if everything was about to end, and he could finally recover a little interest on Baguio's affairs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the green clouds in front of him will also be destroyed!

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Xueqi didn't have any fear, for her, since she chose to come here, there was no reason to retreat, without spiritual power, he still had physical strength.

No longer inputting spiritual power, Xue Qi pulled up the black stick in front of him fiercely.

Ghost Li's eyes shrank, he didn't expect this Xueqi's mind to be so firm, but what is this, after absorbing Xueqi's spiritual power, he can completely rely on his spiritual power to crush two people, and now Xueqi has no threat to him, he just needs to look at the frightening feather.

Thinking about it, Xue Qi stretched out his hand, and Xue Qi's body quickly thought about it and flew over, as if it was a kite with a broken string, without any ability to struggle.

Then the ghostly hand pressed on Xue Qi's head, and in an instant, Xue Qi was already spitting blood.

"Do you know how I feel? Have you ever experienced the powerlessness of watching your beloved die in front of you? Now I'll let you experience it too. ”

Fang Zheng looked at the ghost, but his eyes were very flat.

Then he said indifferently: "You are wrong, I don't have any feelings at all, she is not my beloved." ”

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In the world of Zhuxian, everything will end at the moment when Xiao Fan is killed, if Xue Qi really likes him, the long pain is better than the short pain, why bother with a lifetime like Xiao Fan wants to resurrect Baguio?

At the moment when the ghost sucked Xue Qi over just now, the seal that was missing a black stick had already fluctuated.

With three "bang, bang, bang" sounds, all the black sticks on Fang Zheng's body were bounced away, and Fang Zheng stood up from the ground, and then his eyes emitted a red light.

The black dagger flashed and sank into Fang Zheng's head, and all the wounds on Fang Zheng's body disappeared, the only thing that changed was his hair.

The black hair on his head turned gray and white, and his eyes were full of evil when he looked at Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan looked at the change of Jing Yu, and shook his head helplessly, he didn't expect to let the other party use that trick in the end, but was he really afraid of this?

In the past ten years, Ghost Li has not slackened anything, everything is only for today's battle.

The black stick was levitating, looking eerie, and then plunged into the ghost's back in an instant.

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There was no blood dripping from his body, but it still looked strange, as if several black sticks were growing on his back.

Immediately after that, the black mist rolled, and Ghost Li's body was surrounded by black mist, and in an instant, Ghost Li's image became very hideous.

And the ghostly mind, as if gradually disappearing, on this back mountain, the spiritual power is surging wildly, and the entire back mountain here has become a whirlpool.

And the ghost is powerful, and the whole person is like a hole that can never be filled, eating all those spiritual powers.

Second, those black mist, as if uncontrolled, spread rapidly towards the surroundings, and in just a flash, the entire mountain forest was already filled.

If it weren't for the demon beasts in front of the mountain attacking Qinyun, someone would have come to check the changes here, but now, no one is rushing here, and this place seems to have become a battlefield between the two.

Pieces of sand and gravel floated up, which was not controlled by the square wind spiritual power, but by the ghostly black mist, as if there was a vacuum space beside the ghost.

The black mist was like two big hands, thinking about it, Fang Zheng slapped it fiercely.

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After Fang Zheng sacrificed his life, the Daoist Sect's exercises not only completely healed the wounds on his body, but also pushed his cultivation to the pinnacle of the Great Spirit Master.

Although this is only temporary, it does not mean that Founder's control is not perfect.

In the face of this overwhelming sand and gravel, Fang Zheng did not have any intention of dodging, looking at the pieces of sand and gravel, the whole person seemed to dance, and took it all directly with his empty hands.

The hard sand and gravel were directly smashed into pieces when they touched Fang Zheng's body, but Fang Zheng understood that this was just the beginning.

The real battle is yet to come.

I saw that the fist condensed by the black mist was hidden behind the sand and stone, and directly hit Fang Zheng's body, as if he was beating.

But there was no change in Fangzheng, and there was not even a trace left on his face, how could the essence of decades of longevity condensed at this moment, how could it be left by this little attack?

The black mist seemed to be enraged by the scene in front of him, condensed into a huge palm, and slapped down fiercely towards Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng's legs sank into the ground under his feet, and even his whole feet fell into the soil.

On the other side, the ghost Li seemed to have fallen into a state of rage, without any intention of stopping, and frequently slapped towards Fang Zheng.

Fangzheng's hands were raised above his head, and he watched silently, as if he were looking at a poor figure.

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Although I don't know what kind of means Ghost Li has used, it is clear that this method is not without a price.

At least this kind of irregular and disorderly attack in front of him is a manifestation of the rampage, which can be understood as the current ghost Li is just carrying out an instinctive attack, and he has even lost his senses.

Obviously, this move was specially prepared for him, that is, he wanted to kill him, and even his own mind could be burned.

"Bang ......"

The palm of the black mist condensed thought that Fang Zheng kept slapping down, as if he was hitting a nail, slapping Fang Zheng's whole person into the ground.

Erfang Zheng just watched quietly, letting the ghost attack him, and didn't even make any resistance.

"Are you angry?" Fang Zheng said quietly as he looked at the ghost.

After hearing this, the black mist around his body surged, as if he was suffering a great pain, and then a ball formed by the black mist continued to condense, and even became an entity.

Immediately afterwards, the ball was thrown out by the ghost and thrown in a square position.

"You're angry, I'm at the mercy of the world, my anger is above you!" Fang Zheng suddenly laughed.

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Seeing Fang Zheng's hands move, a storm formed by spiritual power appeared in front of him, and the black sphere erupted with terrifying power in his storm, and even burst the entire storm to dissipate.

But this time, it looked like a terrifying attack, and the other party was not causing any damage, and Fang Zheng's whole person moved, shuttling through the entire mountain forest like a swimming fish.