"The ghosts of life and death have spontaneously ignited the breath of life and death!" Xin Fang's finger paused, and he had lost the best opportunity to attack. Moreover, the life and death ghost will produce a signal when it burns the breath of life and death, and the other three life and death ghosts have already been informed of the arrival.

Xin Fang's intentions were extremely limited by the burning ghosts of life and death, and there was no chance to go deeper. Seeing that he was about to succeed, but in the next moment, he faced the loss of a good situation, which made Xin Fang very regretful, but he could only retreat helplessly.

"Boom!boom!boom!" The other three life and death ghosts blasted the law of life and death and smashed into Xin Fang. Because Xin Fang's flame of life and death was entangled with the ghost of life and death burning the breath of life and death, he had no way to perform a flash flash, and could only use the body of the burning ghost of life and death to dodge.

However, this dodge only lasted for two turns, as after the first Death Goblin's Burning Breath, the other three Living Goblins also started to burn their breath. Their instantaneous eruption far surpassed Xin Fang's, the ghostly aura roared, the light cut, the entanglement dissolved, and Xin Fang was then bombarded against the prison wall, and the surface of his body gradually blurred.

Thankfully, the living and dead goblins didn't take advantage of the victory, and it seems that they need to brew before they can burn next. Xin Fang stabilized his body and began to use the breath of life and death, although his state dropped significantly, the points of the breath of life and death he had accumulated remained unchanged. Taking advantage of the time for the four life and death ghosts to breathe, Xin Fang once again tried to condense the flame of life and death. The fire is strong and the light is not extinguished, but it can't fill the small flame, as if the opportunity has been gone. Xin Fang was anxious, without the Holy Flame of Life and Death, he could not compete with the ghosts and ghosts of life and death with the breath of life and death alone.

"Huh?" Xin Fang suddenly sensed that the originally disorderly aura of life and death suddenly automatically generated nine diversions. And each diversion has a strong independence. Xin Fang was puzzled for a while, but since it was the flow derived from the breath of life and death. He is willing to drain it and try to survive.

Feel it. Xin Fang seems to be in a completely new world, where there is endless traffic. At the heart of the world stands a dreamy sword shadow, thrilling. The release of Xuanjin by the sword shadow deduces a trend, a trend in which the flame of life and death can magically switch into the state of the sword shadow.

Xin Fang was ecstatic, if he could really successfully control the so-called "Demon Sword Life and Death", then he could cast spells, and when the time came, killing these four small characters with only moon combat power would be a piece of cake for him.

Xin Fang's right-handed sword style carved back and forth in the void in front of him, each trace cascading in the slow line. Eventually, they converge into a flat fragment. Xin Fang found the opportunity and pointed to the three or seven places on his right. The breath of life and death boiled instantly, clinging to Xin Fang's right hand in constant activity. The entire plane fragment also began to flow along the breath of life and death to Xin Fang's right hand, and finally enveloped it, releasing the sword power one after another.

"The unity of human and sword?" Xin Fang looked at his right hand filled with Xuanguang in astonishment, the unity of human and sword is quite a high level of human sword, compared to Xin Fang's cultivation of the divine soul sustenance and the magic sword into the body, I didn't expect Xin Fang's cultivation that was difficult to achieve in reality was mastered by chance in the illusion. It's a pity that the cultivation opportunity in the illusion is 108,000 miles away from reality, and it is difficult to have something in common. Otherwise, Xin Fang will also be able to truly experience the strength of the unity of man and sword.

"Bang!" A spatial break occurred in the area of the poisonous mist, which was a sign of the burning breath of the ghosts of life and death. Xin Fang's mind condensed, and his right fist tightened, driving the breath of life and death. As the sword power gathered, Xin Fang's arm sank like a mountain. Holding back his discomfort, he took a difficult step forward, swinging his right arm that released the sword's breath. Slash the void in anger.

Xin Fang's right hand unbelievably outlined a powerful sword intent of life and death, and exerted oppression on the four life and death ghosts in the rush of the poisonous mist flow. The Sword of Life and Death is intended to automatically split into four segments in the prison space. Aim at the location of the four living and death goblins.

The fog was boiling and the scorching smell was sweeping. That was when the breath of life and death burned to the extreme. The goblins pounced and hugged the fragments of sword intent, opening their black basins to chew and devour them brutally.

Xin Fang's right hand trembled, he shouted violently, and with a twist of the sword in his right hand, he once again portrayed a sword intent of life and death against the four ghosts. This was a sword intent that Xin Fang had cast with almost a thousand points of life and death aura, and his goal was to defeat two of the four life and death ghosts and severely damage the other two.

The sword intent roared, and the four ghosts who were wantonly biting the first sword intent of life and death roared in the sweeping space. This sword consumed almost half of Xin Fang's state, and it suddenly made him sleepy. Xin Fang was in a strong state, and he used his heart to accumulate sword intent again in case of emergency.

The four ghosts broke through the fragment of the first sword intent in unison, and they began to form a magic circle to resist the second sword intent cast by Xin Fang. The four ghosts cooperated tacitly, and soon curbed the trend of life and death sword intent to exert power. Sensing this, Xin Fang's heart was shocked, this was a big bad news for him. However, before Xin Fang could settle down on this matter, an unexpected situation suddenly happened.

The life and death sword intent and the life and death ghosts actually produced a particle match, which showed that Xin Fang could collect the life and death breath of the ghosts.

Xin Fang didn't think too much about it, he struggled to use the breath of life and death contained in the second sword intent, and forcibly stepped into the breath of life and death carried by the ghosts of life and death. He continuously waved his right hand to outline the Dao life and death runes in the void, and remotely sensed the trajectory of the sword intent in the air, linking the life and death breath of the essence of each ghost. Under Xin Fang's depiction, the line area formed by the layering of life and death runes gradually freezes at a certain moment.

Xin Fang happily soared in the world of the breath of life and death, with indescribable comfort from the dantian, warming the meridians, and touching the acupoints. At this moment, Xin Fang had no concept of time and space, forgot the definition of the universe, and did not know the deep illusion, he only felt that he had incarnated into the mystery of life and death, constantly transforming into the breath of life and death, flowing to his heart's content, relieving his worries and forgetting his thoughts.

However, this magical feeling that Xin Fang will never forget is fleeting, and Xin Fang still sighs in his heart. When his consciousness returned to the hallucinatory hell, only the sword intent of life and death was left in the prison space. As for the four ghosts who originally called for wind and rain, they have long been assimilated into the flow of life and death.

Xin Fang looked at the dazzling sword lines in the cell space with satisfaction, and smiled in his heart that where is still hell here and now, it is simply heaven. Then Xin Fang raised his right hand and said, "Return." Xin Fang's voice was like a magic sound, instantly plunging the entire torture cell into silence. Then I saw a mysterious point on each of the five fingers of Xin Fang's right hand, and they communicated with each other, and gradually scribbled a seemingly simple totem on Xin Fang's palm.

In the thousands of overlaps of totem notches, all the sword intent in the cell space, no matter what form, switched into a shadow arc, and the fantasy totem on the palm of Xin Fang's raised right hand was used as the core of communication, and it was a mystery of life and death that fell on the totem in the continuous adaptation and change.

The totem runs, and all the swords are one.

Time passed, the sword shadow precipitated, the totem was not there, and the torture cell returned to the atmosphere of Xin Fang's first arrival, without the slightest breath of life and death. However, Xin Fang didn't pay attention to this qiē from the outside world, and his whole mind at the moment was focused on staring at his right arm, specifically sensing the essence of the magic weapon about the life and death of the magic sword contained in the deep layer of his right arm.

When Shi Cai fought against the four ghosts, Xin Fang's first and second sword intent in the state of "human and sword unity" was actually just the interpretation of the sword intent of the magic sword's life and death, and Xin Fang finally really controlled the life and death of the magic sword at this moment, because the gathering of the fantasy totem was completed, and the magic weapon essence of the magic sword life and death was activated.

Taking man as a sword is fundamental. Holding a sword out of thin air is the king.

Xin Fang heavily imprinted a pitch-black right palm on the void, and then slowly dragged out a deep trace. Within that area, space collapsed, gradually changing from irregular movement to the outline of the magic sword. When mysterious patterns began to appear in the black sword mark area, Xin Fang also withdrew his right hand from the sword shadow, and then watched the evolution of the sword shadow area expectantly.

The sword intent is layered, the runes are precipitated, the time and space are reversed, and the essence is unique.

The sword light rises, and the magic sword lives and dies. (To be continued......)