"Who are you?" Zang Feng asked lightly, his heart was another one who was looking for trouble with himself, Zang Feng couldn't sense the number of the other party's segments, knowing that this person was not easy to deal with, so he held his breath and prepared to fight back with all his might.

"Don't be nervous," Mo Shaobai smiled slowly, "I'm just ...... He who came to take his life. Mo Shaobai sensed that the young man in front of him was only a third-stage cultivator, and felt that he had overestimated him before, and was a little disappointed, but thinking that although the person in front of him was a third-stage cultivator, he slaughtered a group of 'ghost ghosts' in such a short period of time, there must be something unusual, and he didn't take it lightly, "You killed all those 'ghost ghosts'?"

Zang Feng remembered the monsters that had swarmed before, and when he heard the purple-haired young man talk about it, he said in his heart that it was called "ghost convulsions", and replied, "Exactly." ”

Mo Shaobai had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "Oh? Sure enough, yes, then, you should have got a few 'ghosts', right? Hand them over and leave your whole corpse." ”

Mo Shaobai actually didn't value a few second-stage "ghost spirits", as the third hall master of the "Purple Evil Palace", this thing was not eye-catching, he just wanted to tease Zang Feng.

The number of "ghost syncope" segments containing "ghost spirits" in the body increases much faster than that of other similar groups, so a group of "ghost syncopes" in the first and second stage of "ghost syncope" must be the second stage of "ghost syncope".

Zang Feng said in his heart, the "spirits" that this person said must be the three crimson crystals, but he doesn't know what the use of these crystals is, this person wants to fight with himself, and even kill himself.

The demon beast I encountered before still maintained its ontological or half-human form, and its intelligence was low, and it was understandable that it would fight with itself because of its murderous nature, but the cultivator in front of him was obviously already in human form and had high wisdom, could it be that he robbed and killed himself for what kind of "ghost"?

"The 'Spirit' is indeed on me, so if you are brave enough, you can come and get it yourself, but I don't know what is the use of asking for this 'Spirit'?"

Mo Shaobai sneered, "I don't even know the use of the 'Ghost Spirit', it seems that you were just thrown into the 'Ghost Fantasy Domain', it's really pitiful." Okay, I'll tell you with kindness, and let you die clearly! This 'Soul Spirit' is used to assist in increasing energy when cultivating!"

Zang Feng quickly dodged to the side to dodge the attack, but Mo Shaobai suddenly turned into a cheetah with a purple body, an extra eye on his forehead, and four tails, and turned on the spot to attack again.

It turned out to be a purple brake leopard, Zang Feng said in his heart, and then gritted his teeth and went up to face him, one person and one leopard passed by, Zang Feng frowned slightly, and several deep bone scratches appeared on his chest, and the sharp blade formed by the convergence of yellow energy on his right hand gradually dispersed, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Mo Shaobai, who had turned into a human form, stood not far from the opposite side, a faint scratch on his face slowly oozing blood, he stretched out his index finger to wipe away the blood without care, put it on the tip of his tongue and licked it, and said with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth: "Boy, there are two hits, but now, it's time to take your life!"

Zang Feng snorted coldly, "Do you think I'm just at your disposal!" Suddenly, a raging yellow flame covered his body, like a meteor falling towards Mo Shaobai.

Mo Shaobai sneered, his right hand shook, and a silver spear suddenly appeared in his hand out of thin air, the body of this spear was carved with complex patterns, and near the head of the spear was the shape of a protruding Rakshasa ghost head, and the tip of the spear was full of cold light, it was the "Ghost Face Silver Gun"!

Zang Feng was helpless in his heart, he was already at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat, and now the enemy was holding a sharp weapon, and at first glance it was not ordinary, how could he defeat it with his bare hands?

Mo Shaobai raised the head of the spear and stirred it in the direction where Zang Feng was rushing, and suddenly streams of rotating ice crystals were released from the head of the spear and rushed towards Zang Feng.

Most of the flames around Zang Feng were extinguished, so he simply withdrew the flames, and only used the yellow energy to form two sharp blades in his hands, forming a piece of armor on his chest, and attacking Mo Shaobai.

Mo Shaobai raised the silver spear to fight with Zang Feng, Zang Feng learned a lot about the air flow in this place during this time than before, and he was already able to perform the "Hidden Dragon Jue" more proficiently, in terms of speed, naturally there was a significant improvement, in the short combat with Mo Shaobai, Zang Feng of course used the "Hidden Dragon Jue" "Wind Resisting Technique", but this made Mo Shaobai very shocked.

The opponent is only a third-stage cultivator, and his speed is so fast, his own body is a purple brake leopard, speed is a strong point, and he is already in the middle stage of Jindan, which is equivalent to the middle stage of the fourth stage, but the speed of this red-haired kid is not inferior to his own in the slightest, which is really incomprehensible.

However, in fact, Zang Feng still couldn't use the "Wind Resisting Technique" completely freely here, otherwise the speed would be faster than Mo Shaobai's.

The two figures fought fiercely in the air, dragging out a few afterimages from time to time, and the burst of fire from the collision illuminated the dark sky.

Zang Feng's body is like a shuttle, dodging and moving, but the offensive is as dense as raindrops, and there are many silver spears dancing, like flying snakes entangled, and the trajectory is varied.

Zang Feng felt that the blade formed by his yellow energy was gradually unable to support the impact of the "Ghost Face Silver Spear", and he would be in danger.

Suddenly, Mo Shaobai grabbed the gap in Zang Feng's defense, and stabbed Zang Feng's chest like a dragon going out to sea! This shot seemed to be straightforward, and it seemed to have the potential to smash the Yellow Dragon, but in fact it was unpredictable and had a strange trajectory, and the head of the spear rotated rapidly, carrying a trace of evil energy.

Zang Feng's armor condensed with yellow energy was hit by the spear head, and the light suddenly rose to resist the attack, but in a moment, it collapsed and shattered, and the spear head instantly picked into Zang Feng's chest without any resistance!

Mo Shaobai smiled in his heart, this kid is nothing more than that!

Suddenly, Mo Shaobai saw that the body of the gun was tightly grasped by Zang Feng's hands, and the head of the spear could pierce Zang Feng's heart as long as it advanced one more inch, but at this time, he was caught by Zang Feng and couldn't move forward at all! This kid actually blocked the attack of his "ghost-faced silver gun" by relying on ** alone! It's unbelievable!

Zang Feng slowly raised his head, Mo Shaobai found that Zang Feng's expression at this time was similar to before, but his originally handsome and straight face looked hideous and terrifying at this time, and his eyes were full of crazy killing intent and bloodthirsty **!

Zang Feng grinned lightly, not caring at all about the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, looking at Mo Shaobai's eyes as if he was looking at a rotting corpse.

Mo Shaobai was furious in his heart, no one dared to look at him with such eyes!

But at this moment, Mo Shaobai felt a huge amount of energy surging in Zang Feng's body, secretly screaming that it was not good, and drew a gun to escape, but it was too late.

With Zang Feng as the center, a huge green fireball that spread out in all directions instantly erupted, illuminating the entire sky into a strange green.

Mo Shaobai was shocked out by the violent explosion of this flame, but it seemed that he was not worried about his life, he stood up strongly, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then took out a "Recovery Pill" from the storage ring and took it, and slightly adjusted his injuries.

"I didn't expect this kid to be stimulated by me to have his potential, and at the moment of life and death, he released a large amount of energy beyond the number of stages, no wonder he was able to kill hundreds of 'ghosts' in one fell swoop before, but now, there should no longer be the ability to resist!"

Indeed, Zang Feng was so weak at this time that he could no longer resist Mo Shaobai's blow, he fell from the sky to the ground like a fallen leaf, and only stood up with his mind.

Zang Feng was originally a third-stage, but just now he released a large number of green flames belonging to the fourth-stage fire ability, but it was completely unconscious, and even he didn't know it, but now, Zang Feng was as if he had been hollowed out, weak.

Mo Shaobai saw that Zang Feng was so weak, but he didn't dare to take it lightly anymore, he threw the "Ghost Face Silver Spear" into the air, and the spear immediately hung above his head. Immediately, the hands were sealed, wisps of purple brilliance circulated in the fingertips, the seal was only a matter of a moment, and the next moment, the ice edges around Zang Feng broke through the ground, twisted and intertwined from the bottom to the top, trapping Zang Feng in it, Zang Feng is now powerless to break through this cage, like a bird in a cage waiting to die.

Mo Shaobai shouted violently, "Suffer death, boy!"

The "Ghost-Faced Silver Spear" was ordered to shoot at Zang Feng in the air, and the body of the spear rotated at high speed, wisps of purple mist surrounded it, and the head of the spear carried a fierce purple aura.

This is Mo Shaobai's killing move, even if it is a Jindan stage cultivator, under his head-on attack, it will be difficult to escape death, not to mention the third-stage cultivator in front of him.

However, at the moment when the "Ghost Face Silver Gun" penetrated the ice edge and was about to stab at Zang Feng, a transparent spherical barrier suddenly appeared around Zang Feng's body, although it looked as thin as a cicada's wings, but it blocked the menacing "Ghost Face Silver Gun"!

And that's not all, the "Ghost-faced Silver Spear" was blocked but wanted to continue to advance, the body of the spear made a buzzing and trembling sound, and after two breaths, the "Ghost-faced Silver Spear" was actually shocked by this transparent barrier, and was broken into the air into several bursts into the nearby tree trunks!

Mo Shaobai was shocked.

"Just a junior in the Jindan period, you dare to be presumptuous here! Now that your weapon has been destroyed, don't leave quickly, spare you from dying!" A majestic and domineering voice came from Zang Feng's body, but it was like a voice from outside the sky.