On a big tree not far away, a middle-aged man stood on top of the topmost leaf, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, looking at Dong Bufan and the others. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No, it shouldn't be said to be standing there, it should be said to be floating there.

This middle-aged man, more than six feet tall, wearing a white brocade robe, holding a folding fan, looks ordinary, but has a ruthless meaning, and at this time, his whole body is a translucent existence, exuding a creepy green light.

Obviously, this middle-aged man is the one who has sucked the essence of everyone in the Tibetan Soldier Valley...... Ghost!

Yan'er, the moment she saw this middle-aged man, she couldn't help but gasp, and said, "Young Master, he is the peak of qi induction, and besides, he is a real evil ghost!"

There are five types of ghosts.

Ghosts are the most basic kind, most of these ghosts die at the end of their lives, have no evil thoughts, walk the world, and rarely hurt people.

Then, there is the unjust ghost, the unjust ghost is above the ghost, it is a vain death, an unjust death, a forced death, or a suicide, this ghost has a grudge in his heart, has a killing heart, will take the initiative to attack humans, but also has good thoughts in his heart.

For example, hanged ghosts, drowned ghosts, etc., all belong to unjust souls, and Yan'er is a wronged soul.

If the soul is up, that's the evil ghost!

Evil ghosts, who did evil in the world before their death, had little kindness, and when they die, the only remaining kindness will be worn out, and they will completely turn into an executioner, sucking people's essence and killing innocents.

As for the demons, there are powerful ghosts!

Powerful ghosts, that's what you're talking about!

The ghost is a demon who must have killed people without blinking an eye before his death, and he has no good thoughts in his heart, and he has lost his nature after death, leaving only a trace of wisdom.

And in the end, above the powerful ghosts, that is Shura!

The blood stains Changhong, and the corpses are all over the field, and it is Shura!

Shura's present life will inevitably set off a bloody storm, they are real demons from hell, in their eyes, there is no life or death, all they have to do is to destroy everything they see.

Whether it is a monk, a mortal, or even a ghost, they will not let it go.

He had just died and turned into the existence of Shura, and his cultivation was enough to be comparable to the realm of the Five Qi Dynasty.

However, it is not easy for Shura to appear, and it needs the right time, place, people and other factors to make it possible for people to become Shura after death.

Of course, all kinds of ghosts may also slowly evolve into Shura, but the chance of evolution is very small.

For thousands of years, there have been few Shura in the world.

Not even to mention Shura, the appearance of powerful ghosts is very rare, and most of them are unjust spirits and evil ghosts.

And the different levels of these ghosts are also destined to be different in their strength, in the same realm, the higher level will have the strength to crush the same realm.

When Dong Bufan heard this, his face showed a solemn expression, as a member of the Ghost Control Sect, he naturally knew about the level of ghosts.

Devil!

A demon who draws qi into the pinnacle of the body, that strength can already be said to be an extremely powerful existence.

However, before that, Dong Bufan had already prepared in his heart.

The aura in Dong Bufan's body was running, and the Yan Ying Sword had been tightly held by his right hand.

"Hell, ghost!"

Everyone was directly agitated, and one by one they still remembered what Dong Bufan said, and they all quickly retreated backwards, and only stopped after retreating a distance of dozens of meters, hugging each other, trembling all over, looking at the evil ghost with fear.

The middle-aged demon looked at the frightened appearance of those people, and showed a cruel smile: "Call, call, this seat likes to see you fear, in fear, absorb your essence, that is the real deliciousness." ”

Immediately, the middle-aged evil ghost's eyes fell on Dong Bufan's body, licked his lips, and showed a greedy look: "As for you, don't worry, this seat will not suck your essence so quickly, this seat will take you down first, and then ...... Sucking a little bit, it's not easy for the monk to find, that essence is a real great tonic!"

The moment the words fell, the middle-aged evil ghost waved a fan in his hand, and a gust of yin wind arose, with a fierce intent and a chill, and rushed straight towards Dong Bufan, where he passed, the green grass on the ground withered instantly, as if all life had been blown away under this yin wind.

"Young Master!"

Yan'er was startled, and her figure quickly floated towards Dong Bufan, wanting to help Dong Bufan resist the yin qi.

However, Dong Bufan was one step ahead of Yan'er and made a move.

I saw that the aura of his whole body was turbulent and burst out, and within three meters of the surrounding area, the wind wrinkled, the waves of qi rolled, and the Yan Ying Sword held tightly in his right hand was raised high, and he roared 'kill', and slashed down towards the front.

In an instant, the heat wave erupted, rolling heat waves, forming ripples visible to the naked eye, rushing towards the yin wind in front of them, the momentum was amazing, and the astonishing degree was far beyond the yin wind cast by the peak evil ghost who attracted qi into the body.

The heat wave and the yin wind collided together, making a muffled sound, under the impact of the heat wave, the yin wind disappeared and dissipated directly here, and on the ground, leaving a sword mark five meters long, and the green grass that had lost its vitality around it was also ignited.

The light of the fire refracted on the ground, making it a lot brighter, and because this flame was a three-flame fire, the chill around it was also dispelled a little.

Many worldly people, seeing this scene, showed excitement on their faces, although they didn't understand what had just happened, but they knew that this immortal must have fought with that evil ghost just now, and should have the upper hand.

Hope resurfaced in front of their eyes.

The evil ghost obviously didn't expect that his yin wind would be broken so easily by Dong Bufan, which was beyond his expectations, after all, in his eyes, this fourfold cultivation of qi into the body, no matter how you look at it, is an ant, and it should be an existence that is at his mercy.

When Yan'er saw this scene, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and at this time, she also came to Dong Bufan's side, looking at the evil ghost with a gloomy face.

"Don't you take a look, who is Dao Ye, Dao Ye is a person from the Ghost Control Sect, specializing in ghost hunting, small means, and dare to get an axe in front of Dao Ye!" Dong Bufan said coldly.

When the evil ghost heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, and after laughing three times, the laughter stopped abruptly, revealing a hideous look: "Little doll, when this seat became a ghost, you were not born yet!"

As soon as the words fell, the evil ghost rushed straight towards Dong Bufan, threw the folding fan in his right hand, and suddenly stretched out, instantly becoming a ghost hand the size of a zhang, extremely black, with bursts of yin qi, grabbed towards Dong Bufan, where he passed, the yin wind gusted, and the cold was pressing!