That cold snake-like voice was very familiar to Ye Junlin, because Ye Junlin had already dealt with him too many times.

"Ghost, I know it's you, don't hide it. Ye Junlin sat cross-legged and breathed, and didn't even look back, so he said coldly.

For the ghost ghost, who is not human, and the ghost is not a ghost, Ye Junlin really has no good feelings.

"Huh. Ghost sneered and walked out of the dark corner. His feet hit the floor and trampled out with the sound of horses' hooves.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

These voices were like ghosts asking for their lives, walking towards Fan Jun and Ye Junlin.

Fan Jun was a little excited, because he noticed that the person who came over was very strong, and his cultivation was only half a foot and had stepped into the 'Xuanling Level'.

"Who are you?" asked Fan Jun.

"Haha," the ghost laughed.

Perhaps, when the teenagers were trying, he didn't dare to be so blatant. However, at this moment, Fan Jun had almost exhausted all his 'spiritual power', and in a short period of time, he might not be able to cause him any harm.

So he became very rampant.

"I'm Zhao Jie!" "Ghost You's 'burly' body trembled wildly, and he was laughing: "Lord Fanjun, you are really a noble person who forgets things, and you don't know me after such a while?"

"Hmph!" Fan Jun snorted coldly, "The scum who invaded other people's bodies, if the strength of this monarch can be restored by a quarter, how can you be allowed to run rampant here!"

Fan Jun became angry and struggled, wanting to teach the ghost a lesson. However, it was in vain. Because in the battle of Fang Cai, his consumption was too great.

"Haha" Seeing Fan Jun's 'pitiful' appearance, the ghost smiled even more proudly.

"Your remnant soul does have the strength of a 'low-level Xuan King', but now that you have consumed so much land, can you endure the old man, you will obediently become my nourishment!" Ghost Yu smiled and walked towards Fan Jun, his purpose was very clear, that is, to suck Fan Jun's 'soul power'.

"It turns out that it's another poor worm who cultivates the 'Blood Demon Skill'!" Fan Jun snorted coldly, as if he didn't care about the threat of ghosts and ghosts.

"Hard-mouthed guy. The ghost took a sip and quickly pounced on Fan Jun.

"What a wonderful soul!" Ghost Yu smiled, as if he had seen the scene of himself breaking through the 'Xuan Ling Level'.

"Boom!" At that moment, a sword light shattered his dream.

Ye Junlin stood up, and the 'Red Flame Sword' in his hand let out an endless hiss, as if to warn the ghosts: Take another step forward, and kill him!

The ghost looked at Ye Junlin, and his face became gloomy.

"It's recovering pretty quickly!" the ghost looked at Ye Junlin with interest, as if he was looking at a plump prey.

"'Red Ghost Blood Flag', 'Divine Sword', and your weird 'Cultivation**', you really have a lot of good things on you!" ”

"Hehe" Ye Junlin smiled and said with disdain: "I'll talk about it when you subdue me!"

"Okay!" Ghost Yu laughed loudly, and with a wave of his left hand, a strange black mist spread towards Ye Junlin.

"Be careful, this black mist is extremely corrosive!" Fan Jun reminded as he recovered.

Ye Junlin's expression was awe-inspiring, and the surging Xuan Qi continued to pour into the 'Red Flame Sword', and the waves of flames burned, and a flame dragon rushed out, dispersing the black mist.

The power of the flame burns all the evil in the world.

The ghost's expression moved slightly, and there was an extra black scimitar in his hand, and the blade of the blade was still flashing with a pale green faintness, which was obviously coated with extremely violent poison.

"Netherworld, Double Moon Slash!"

The ghost let out a loud shout, and the nine 'dark attribute' Xuan Mansions in the dantian were all mobilized. Two crescent-shaped blades condensed from the black scimitar and shot towards Ye Junlin.

"Jian Yi, Breaking the Wind!"

Ye Junlin didn't have time to think about it, and his shot was the most powerful 'Wind Breaking Style', the red thin Lang, wrapped in endless sword intent, towards the two black moonlight.

Two distinct energies collided, and a huge explosion suddenly spread out.

With a wave of his hand, a black light shield cut off the blast wave of the explosion.

Ye Junlin was not so lucky, Fang Cai's 'Wind Breaking Style' once again exhausted all the Xuan Qi in his dantian, and without any defense, a huge shock wave blasted him straight out.

Ye Junlin's body was like a cannonball, cutting an arc in mid-air, and then falling straight down.

"Bang!"

Ye Junlin fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood, like a meteor, spurted out of his mouth. The leg bones were broken, and several ribs were broken.

Ye Junlin was lying on the ground, his face was in pain, he struggled to get up, but he couldn't do anything.

The Sword Divine Technique was running silently in his body, Ye Junlin was a real warrior, so he would never give up lightly until the battle was over.

The corners of the ghost's mouth hung a hint of an evil smile. He looked at Ye Junlin, who was seriously injured on the ground, with a smug expression.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

The sound of footsteps like the sound of horses' hooves resounded in this space again. Extremely excited, he assumed a victor's posture and walked towards Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin couldn't stand up anymore, but that didn't mean he couldn't fight.

The space ring on his finger flickered slightly, and a blood-colored banner appeared on his hand. Along with the 'Red Ghost Blood Banner', there are four hideous-looking, but extremely powerful puppet generals.

The red blood flag danced, and the four puppet generals roared and pounced on the ghost.

In the small space, four roars like wolf howls shook Ye Junlin's head.

The ghostly and playful face finally revealed a look of attention beyond a hint of attention.

On his hands, a black air mass swirled. In the black mist, there were countless unjust souls roaring and wailing, which made people shudder.

"Give it to me!" the ghost shouted, merging the two black rays on his hands before throwing them outward.

The black mangs that condensed into suddenly turned into a black disc, and then split into four as if Taiji gave birth to two instruments and two instruments gave birth to four elephants.

The four discs shrouded the four puppet warriors respectively, and the moment the discs touched the puppet, the black mang was flourishing. The four discs instantly turned into four black cages, enveloping the four puppets.

No matter how much the four puppets struggled, roared, pounced, and tossed, they could not hurt the black cage in the slightest.

When Ghost had done this, his face showed a hint of exhaustion, but he was slightly relieved.

As the leader of the 'Red Ghost Sect' who was once dominant, thousands of years later, he cherishes anything left behind by the 'Red Ghost Sect'.

After things are wrong, only these old things can express his sorrows.

The ghost calmed down for a moment, his surging mood, and then continued to walk towards Ye Junlin.

The sound of footsteps resounded in the small space, stepping on the stone slab, and also stepping on Ye Junlin's heart.

On Ye Junlin's body, green light flickered, and he was using the 'Hui Yuan' to heal himself.

The ghost looked at Ye Junlin, like looking at a weak elk that had been injured, and wanted to kill it, but at the same time he was reluctant to kill it.

It's incredibly contradictory.

Ghost Yu stepped forward and said slowly, "Hand over your 'Cultivation Technique', I can spare you from dying." ”

Ghost Yu squatted down and looked at Ye Junlin with a smile, that scene was not like an enemy who had fought for life and death at all, but like two best friends who cherished each other.

"Delusional!"

Despite being in an extremely unfavorable environment, Ye Junlin still said resolutely.

"In that case, it's no wonder that the old man is no wonder. After the ghost finished speaking, he held Ye Junlin's arm with his left hand.

"Click-"

With a crisp sound, one of Ye Junlin's arms was twisted off like this.

"Old man, one last time I ask you, do you pay it or not?" The ghostly face was like a blooming poppy, and it was extremely charming.

"Don't pay!" Ye Junlin gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"That's no wonder the old man. "The ghost said with great regret.

"Click-"

"Click-"

"Click-"

A crisp sound, as well as Ye Junlin's screams, resounded in this small space