But he was still a step slower, and the snake demon's body was wrapped in a spiritual wind, and it was sucked into the other side, Wang Bingxuan's Qiankun bag.

The skeleton was so angry that he wanted to curse, but when he saw his master staring at him, he had to give up.

"Very well, now the thing is returned to its original owner......"

Wang Bingxuan tightened the rope of the Qiankun bag and said to Su Fan: "Mr. Su, ask him, what's going on in this ghost world?"

"Hmmm......"

Su Fan touched the little ghost's head and said, "Looking at your current appearance, you shouldn't have eaten enough, right?"

The gluttonous nodded, then stroked his stomach and opened his mouth.

"Okay, if you want to eat again, you have to spit out everything you ate before, how about it?"

For the gluttonous ghost who had eaten the food of the yang world for the first time, the things he had eaten before were no different from garbage, so he agreed to Su Fan's request without hesitation.

Immediately after, under the expectant gaze of Su Fan Wang Bingxuan and the skeleton, the gluttonous ghost began his performance.

The earth shook violently, and the entire space was filled with a large circle of ripples.

One brick and one tile, one floor and one pavilion, one city and one pool, one mountain and one river...... It was as if the world had become a piece of rice paper, countless inks spewed out of his mouth, and the dark world was filled with chaos.

I'll go, that's too pompous, isn't it?

Immediately afterward, there was another rhythmic shaking, causing the surrounding earth to shake.

The tall mountains of buildings, like giants with legs, moved in different directions.

In this way, thousands of palaces rose from the ground, and long streets and alleys reappeared in the world...... The huge and treacherous ghost town towered in front of Su Fan.

"As you might guess, sure enough, this guy ate the whole city. Su Fan suppressed the excitement in his heart and turned his head to look at Wang Bingxuan, who was immersed in shock.

"yes......"

Wang Bingxuan came back to his senses, looked at the plaque that read 'Nine Spirits Ghost Domain', and walked towards the city gate, "Let's go, let's go in." ”

The Nine Spirits Ghost Realm, which is the first layer of the same as the Wufang Ghost Realm, is not much different from the Wufang City in terms of the layout of the city, and it is a livable city.

However, due to the different resources occupied, different management methods, and different geographical environments, this ghost town is much smaller than the previous one.

The city was quiet, and there were no ghosts moving, presumably because the gluttonous ghosts hadn't had time to spit them out.

Wang Bingxuan said to Su Fan: "While those yin errors haven't been spit out, let's quickly take the teleportation array and leave here." ”

Judging from the current situation, leaving now is indeed the best choice, but Su Fan shook his head and rejected his proposal.

The teleportation array of the ghost realm, he had already sat twice, but each time he did not reach the ghost realm, but instead sent them to a strange place, full of uncertainties.

The purpose of his coming to the ghost world was to save Kyaukruo, not to look for excitement, and the last two times may have been due to good luck, he teleported to a relatively safe place, what if this time he teleported directly to a bunch of sinful evil ghosts?

Therefore, before sitting in the teleportation array again, it is necessary to make adequate preparations, and the identity of the ghost clan, the ghost qi, and the appearance of the ghost clan are all indispensable.

Especially ghostly.

"Let's wait for the gluttonous ghosts to spit out all the ghosts in this city. Su Fan said.

......

Haotian Sect.

Raindrops poured down on the various hills of Haotian Sect, and the hazy moonlight was covered with a layer of impenetrable black smoke, making the originally bright moonlight strange and extraordinary.

Huge raindrops hit the pool of blood, like ripples on the surface of a red lake.

The sound of the wind, the rain, the roar...... The sound was deafening.

Sounds of knives, swords, spellcasting...... Deafening.

But the moment Jiang Li stepped into Haotian Sect, the thick darkness invaded like a surge, and in an instant, only Xiao Jixiang could move freely in the entire Haotian Sect.

No one can describe the weirdness of this moment.

Xiao Jixiang was at a loss, and looked at his junior sisters, senior sisters, senior brothers, and elder masters beside him blankly.

"I don't know why you're free to move around, but I advise you to give up. ”

The samurai in full armor wore an iron mask on his face, and under the mask, there were a pair of eyes that were colder than iron.

The Qiankun bag hanging from his waist contained the souls of two hundred and ninety-nine Haotian Tribulation Period monks, as long as the girl in front of him was added, there were just enough for three hundred.

He slowly drew his long knife, the blade of which was wrapped with black dead air.

"Damn!" Xiao Jixiang gritted his teeth, staring closely at the man in front of him who was fully armed and wrapped in black mist, his eyes were full of fierceness.

She slowly moved her arms, leaned down, her hands flowed, and then the soles of her feet kicked the ground, and she rushed towards Jiang Li.

With the blessing of the exercises, her hands glowed with a sparkling yellow light.

Facing the pressure surging like a flood, Jiang Li slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and the death qi flowed along his arm like water, attaching the entire blade.

The passage of time seems to have slowed down. He seemed to be surrounded by a spatial prohibition of a slow world, no matter how fast and complicated Xiao Jixiang's speed was, he couldn't escape his knife.

The long knife fell slowly, but in Xiao Jixiang's opinion, the speed of this blade was beyond the limit that the naked eye could see.

If she doesn't make changes, there is a high probability that she will die with him.

What to do?

A choice must be made!

However, at this critical moment, Xiao Jixiang burst out of power out of nowhere, and he forcibly tilted his body sideways at a slight angle, just enough to avoid the fall of this knife.

Jiang Li slashed through the air with a single sword, and the black fog in the space in front of him suddenly dissipated, revealing a bright and bright full moon in the sky.

Without the slightest hesitation, he flipped his wrist, reversed the knife, and slashed upward.

Because Xiao Jixiang was reaching out and grabbing the Qiankun bag hanging on his waist.

At this moment, unless Xiao Jixiang immediately gave up and withdrew his hand, his entire arm would be cut off by the knife.

Laugh at!

Above the bright moon, an arm flew over, and a Qiankun bag was tightly held in his hand.

Then there was a splatter of blood, falling on the crystal water, like a blood-red, petal-like imprint.

Jiang Li held the handle of the knife in his backhand, slowly approached Xiao Jixiang, and stopped in a pool of blood, blood spilling over the soles of his shoes.

Xiao Jixiang was clutching a broken arm, his forehead was drenched in sweat, his face was pale, and his lips were clenched with bright red blood.

But she still said stubbornly: "Without Haotian Sect, there would be no my little auspicious...... Bring the brothers and sisters ...... Give it back to me!"

The long black hair hung down on the ground, the blood mixed with the black and yellow dirt, and the cold wind was much more difficult than expected.

Is it because of the wet, or is it the passing of life?

"You wouldn't have been so miserable ......"

The blade fell vertically, tearing through the air and plunging into Little Auspicious's heart.

He gripped the hilt of the knife and felt the heart leap painfully against the knife, twisting the hilt so hard that the blood glowed like a waterfall.

The girl in front of her fell into the crimson water, gradually stopped struggling, and the vitality in her eyes suddenly extinguished.

He pulled out his knife, picked up the bag on the ground, and quietly waited for the birth of the last spirit.

However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't see the spirit coming out of the girl's body, and he seemed to be a little impatient, and exhaled a black gas from his mouth, wrapped around her body.

In the face of those ghosts who still have nostalgia for the world, the soul seducers often use some auxiliary means to forcibly detain them.

The black qi was wrapped around and around, Jiang Li's hand was holding the chain tightly, a moment ago he was a decisive swordsman, and now he was a yin who acted on orders.

However, what he was waiting for was not an unconscious spirit, but a Valkyrie with a delicate body and demonized skin.

Xiao Jixiang got up from the pool of water, the torn wound on his chest healed automatically, and the severed limb recovered as before, without a trace of scarring.

Well, what's going on? How could this little girl become like this? She had just cut off her breath, and it was absolutely impossible for her to admit her mistake.

Could it be that she is not human?

Jiang Li looked at the slender pupils in Xiao Jixiang's yellow eyes, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of fear in his heart.

But instead of fleeing like a lost dog, he turned pale and drew his sword and rushed at her.

The beeping of blades cutting through raindrops rang out on all sides.

Xiao Jixiang smiled, smiling very coldly, like ridicule, and like cynicism, making it impossible to tell whether she was simply hooking the corners of her mouth, or integrating her emotions into it from the heart.

She casually pinched the blade that was coming at her.

Click—the sound of a blade shattering.

Immediately after, she lifted her slender long legs high and slammed them down under the reflection of Jiang Li's iron mask.

Rumble!

It was a thunderous version of the terrifying horror explosion, and the entire mountain body of the back mountain sank a little under the heavy treading of Xiao Jixiang, and countless debris rose up with the dust in the sky, covering Xiao Jixiang's majestic and graceful figure.

Smoke and dust billowed and obscured the sky and the moon.

When the dust cleared, Xiao Jixiang was still standing in place, stepping on Jiang Li's helmet with one foot and pressing it into the ground.

At this moment, the envoy of the ghost realm, who was originally invincible and full of majesty, could only tremble.

"Haotian Sect is my home, and the senior brothers and sisters of Haotian Sect are my brothers and sisters, why should you kill my family!"

Xiao Jixiang raised his legs high again and stepped on them heavily.

Rumble!

"Those brothers and sisters have never done anything bad, why should they seduce our spirits?"

The ground cracked as if it had been torn open.

Rumble!

"What crime have we committed?"

Rumble!

The next moment, the ghost aura under his feet suddenly skyrocketed, and Jiang Li's armor was covered with a layer of bright scarlet.

He couldn't bear it any longer, he had to use all his strength, or he might die here today.

"I'm going to kill you. ”

The shattered blade that was crushed by Xiao Jixiang reunited under the entanglement of black qi, emitting a dark red light.

"Why!"

In the face of the enraged soul envoy, Xiao Jixiang's right foot suddenly exerted force, shattering the reunited blade again.

His head collided with the earth again, and the red color passed away like a receding tide, and in the rain curtain, a thick steam emitted.

As a soul envoy who controls life and death, for the first time, he felt that stepping on the foot above his head could make his soul fly away......