"Poof!!" A figure rushed into the demon coffin with crawling and rolling.

The inside of the demon coffin, which had lost the sun's radiance from the golden crow's corpse, had begun to become different. First of all, the small forest began to wither, and the temperature brought by the cold jade inlaid on the path made it unusually cold behind this demon coffin.

"It's just ......" Ghost Fangzi had already begun to regain consciousness a little, and looked at the surrounding environment: "Demon coffin?"

This old ghost is worthy of being a man of the hour hundreds of years ago, and his knowledge is indeed very wide, and he can see the essence of the demon coffin at a glance.

"That's right, it's the demon coffin. I opened the Taiji diagram and replied calmly: "The place was too small just now to be unleashed, and the place here is too big, come on, senior ghost Fangzi, let me see, why are you called the first person of evil cultivation." ”

The effectiveness of the Taiji Diagram was already about to dissipate, after all, what it bound was a figure of the level of Ghost Fangzi. That's why I pretended to be chic and simply opened the Taiji diagram.

Although I used up the only binding magic weapon in my hand, I don't have too many worries about the ghost recipe now. I can use all the means to my heart's content.

"Boom. Ghost Fangzi laughed twice: "Do you think that by extracting my soul body, you can have no scruples about me?" Little ghost, you are still a little too tender!"

After speaking, Ghost Fangzi opened his hands, and the black mist on his hands rolled, gathering on the top of Ghost Fangzi's head, gathering into a large group.

The black fog gathered more and more, and soon obscured the sky of half of the demon coffin.

"Little doll, don't just because you've subdued a few evil cultivators, you can deal with me..... Don't talk about you, even if your master is here, it's still a little bit worse to deal with me. ”

"Do you know who my master is?" I asked.

"Isn't it the old blind man surnamed Jiang... After so many years, he didn't choose to rank in the immortal class...... But his apprentice is really not enough to see!"

"Oh......," I said disappointed.

I thought he really knew my master... I didn't expect it to be a misunderstanding... Although the Taoist surnamed Jiang seems to be quite strong, he should not be comparable to my master......

In Jiang Daoren's body, I feel unfathomable and terrifying at most......

But in Master, I didn't feel anything.

Even if it is a mortal, it is impossible not to feel anything at all, from the temperament of that person, to the experience, there are flavors and traces. However, Master did not, nothing.

You can see my master, but you can't feel his presence, and it's hard to describe what he looks like after seeing him... I have only felt this feeling in Bodhi Ancestor so far, not even Uncle Xing.

"It's a pity that I won't take apprentices... Otherwise, you are a good heir. The ghost looked at me carefully.

"Thank you for your kindness. "As soon as I waved, three flying swords flew out and protected me in front of me.

I can't believe a word about this kind of person! He appreciates me? Nonsense! Will I believe it?

"However, in this world, it's better not to have the existence of cultivators!" Ghost Fangzi's eyes froze, and the color of appreciation behind his eyes instantly turned murderous: "It's a pity that I'm just a soul breaker now...... If only my body were here....."

It turns out that this so-called 'ghost recipe' is actually just a soul separation.

What does it mean to leave the soul? This needs to be explained. People have three souls and six spirits, and those who have cultivated their souls to a very high level can divide the three souls and six spirits into three parts. Each part is a combination of one soul and two souls, and this combination is called leaving the soul!

Leaving the soul is one-third of the soul, and the strength is also about one-third. However, there is an advantage to leaving the soul, and that is that these three souls can develop in three different directions.

The soul will not die, but it will be scattered, and after the soul is dispersed, it will return to the body, and the body will get the cultivation and spell cultivated by the soul out of thin air.

The Soul Separation Technique is not considered an evil method, but few people practice it.

After all, the pain of leaving the soul is no match for any torture! It is the pain of tearing the soul apart!

"Guy, little ghost, you will become the next host of my soul......" Ghost Fangzi sneered, and at the same time, he let out a cold snort, directly detonating the black mist above his head.

"Boom !!"

The black mist raged in the demon coffin like a whirlwind, and soon the space of the demon coffin became foggy.

"How much suffering have I suffered under the sea of blood? This is the result of my condensation with my suffering...... Let's see...... My original evil spell...... Ghost !!"

"Woo~"

"Hiss~"

"Ahh

"Roar!!

or groaning, or weeping, or howling, or complaining...... The voices began to come from the black mist......

Suddenly, the black mist around me gathered together, forming a mutilated human form, staggering towards me.

"Boom!" the sword light flickered, and the human form was cut in half by my flying sword. Strangely, this figure was very fragile, and I was very relaxed when I cut it open with a flying sword.

"Woo!!ahh......hh

As soon as the beast was formed, it was directly cut in half by my sword...... At this moment, another black mist was rolling around me, and I split it with a sword......

No, the evil method of the ghost recipe will not be so simple...... There must be another mystery to this ghost!

When I turned around, I found that the ghost recipe had disappeared in place......

Several small whirlwinds rose from the "......", and the whirlwind lifted the black mist and directly kneaded it into different shapes......

There are skeletal white bone soldiers, there are also strange demon clans, there are rickety old people, and there are children with drooping sideburns......

"Sancai Sword Formation!" I spread my three fingers, twisted them in a clockwise direction, and then put them together. The three flying swords suddenly resembled my fingers, and the tips of the swords rested on the tips of the swords, advancing in a spiral.

The spiraling flying sword broke through the condensed form of a black mist, and then suddenly separated, each shooting away in one direction.

The previous spiral added an extremely strange force to the flying sword. As a result, all broken through black mist forms disappear in a rotating attempt to escape......

"Stronger than the beginning......" I muttered to myself.

Yes, the form that appears now is a little stronger than the few forms I slashed at the beginning...... However, even if they are stronger, in my hands, they are still a knife in a second.

"Hell," I shouted, "Is this what you're doing?

If I fight like this, I will fight for a day or two, and I won't feel powerless.

"Excuse me..."Ghost Fangzi's voice came from nowhere: "Little doll, you can say such things later... Watch out, the attack is coming again. ”

Sure enough, not far away, several black mist condensed into different shapes......

"Sixteen?" I counted the number of forms in my mind, and then determined the trajectory of my flying sword.

The Black Mist form is not too hard, and even if it only relies on the sharpness of the flying sword itself, it can be easily broken. So, I didn't attach any spells to the flying sword.

"Whoa!"

When the flying sword breaks through the air, it will penetrate sixteen forms one by one, and at this time, I finally discovered the strangeness of this form......

They... It's getting stronger again......

Could it be that the form that appears is stronger and stronger each time? If so, where is the limit of this black mist? or... There is no limit to this black fog at all......

The black mist changed again, still forming one form after another......

"Two, four, six...... Thirty-two!"

The first time was one, the second time two, the third time four, the fourth sixteen... Could it be... The number of forms of this ghostly snake ...... Is it multiple-grown?

That's troublesome... This time it's thirty-two, next time it's sixty-four, then one hundred and twenty-eight, then two hundred and fifty-six, then five hundred and twelve... And then... And then... Damn, I can't count it, anyway, there are more and more! If I kill a few hundred rounds, won't it be the same as the number of participants in World War II that year?

I'll go, this evil magic called the Devil... The evil gate is here!

What's more... The form that appears is still stronger and stronger every time!

No way... I'm going to be consumed here if I continue to fight like this... I've got to find a way to break this spell... However, I don't know the principle of this spell or the method of casting it... Where do you start......

As I was thinking, thirty-six black mist demons came towards me, and I stretched out a finger, and a cyan mana flowed upwards from my finger.

"Pear Blossom !!"

The mana condensed into cyan magic swords, and they fell from the training one after another......

The black mist evil body that was hit by the cyan magic sword was immediately penetrated, dissolved into the black mist, and dissipated......

......

The black mist rolls again......

"Sixty-four... Sure enough, that's it......" I looked at the evil body in front of me and gritted my teeth.

The pear blossom just now is your group attack method among the several spells I have mastered... And the power of going is quite passable, but using the Falling Pear Blossom to deal with the previous thirty-two evil bodies is actually already starting to struggle together......

"What to do... I don't have time to think and prepare for the rest of the day...... "I don't have time to do anything else in the face of this evil body's attack......

"Whew......" A green glow came out of my waist......

"Is it the bag that Master gave me?" I suddenly remembered something, the bag that Master gave me before, I just hung it on my waist... By the way, when Shao Ming and I left Jiang Daoren's space, Jiang Daoren also instructed me not to forget the tips given by my master......

Could it be... This is the treasure that broke this evil spell?