"Hmph, now Hugh has to be sharp-tongued, when you are caught by Uncle Ben, see what you dare to scream!" The black-robed man leaned on the big bed, his voice still rough and ugly, buzzing.

The dozens of ghost ghosts twisted their waists one by one, their arms were still high, neatly aligned, with long straight hair flying behind their heads, and the small space was almost black, only the skin of the ghost was white, and the two colors of black and white were intertwined, giving people an extremely weird feeling.

Han Ming turned his head, his brows furrowed slightly, the speed at which this ghost lifted the sedan chair was really incredible, he couldn't even shake it off when he urged Qingyun Wing so strongly, he could only keep this safe distance.

This Pan Xiang is worthy of being a fake Dan period monk, and his means are really not comparable to ordinary foundation building period monks, if it is an ordinary foundation building period monk, as long as he uses Qingyun Wing, he will get rid of it early.

Although he can't get rid of Pan Xiang for the time being, Han Ming is not in a hurry, as long as he escapes all the way and tries to leave the range of the Netherghost Sect's Falling Soul Land, so that the Netherworld Ghost Sect's Dan Period can't catch up, then he doesn't have much to worry about, if he really can't, he will fight with this Pan Xiang.

And Han Ming really didn't believe it, this Pan Xiang would always chase and kill him, and there was no deep hatred between the two, but he didn't want to live or die, Pan Xiang was entrusted by Hao Jian or the surname of the Dan period to come, if he really saw his strength, Pan Xiang didn't need to fight with his life.

Han Ming grabbed a medium-grade spirit stone with one hand and quickly absorbed the spiritual power in it, he had to keep it in good condition at all times, in case he really fought with Pan Xiang in the future, he would not be at a disadvantage because of mana.

Then, Han Ming shook his wings, like a big cyan bird, rushing towards the west, while Pan Xiang was still carried by a group of glamorous ghosts, following Han Ming not far away, with a leisurely expression, as if he was not afraid of Han Ming running away at all.

Probably fled for dozens of miles, but Han Ming turned his head suddenly, his eyes crossed Pan Xiang, and stared at the rapidly expanding black shadow behind Pan Xiang, his face was full of shock, and there was a trace of panic in it!

And Pan Xiang also seemed to feel something, pushed away the ** ghost on the side, stood up at once, and turned his head to look at the rapidly expanding black shadow behind the sedan chair.

The mana poured wildly into the Qingyun Wing, and the Qingyun Wing behind Han Ming suddenly stretched out, and rose by two percent out of thin air, and under the continuous fanning, the speed increased greatly, and he shot away into the distance without looking back.

The black shadow behind Pan Xiang did not deliberately cover up the majesty, Han Ming sensed it at once, it was clearly a monk in the Dan period, and there was also a ghost sword aura around him, without thinking too much, there was a chance that it might be a monk of the Netherworld Ghost Sect!

Han Ming was very panicked in his heart, the Netherworld Ghost Sect actually came to a monk of the Yudan-stage, if it was placed in the past, his Feiyunzhou was not destroyed, he could still vigorously urge the burning formation, so that the speed was not inferior to that of the ordinary Yudan-stage monk, or the Jingyu cloak was not destroyed, and he could also have a chance to escape with Qingyunyi, but now that Feiyunzhou and Jingyu cloak were gone, relying only on Qingyunyi, it was impossible to escape the pursuit of the Jiedan period monk, not to mention that there was a fake Dan-stage Pan Xiang on the side.

Han Ming felt that he was afraid that he would not be able to get out so easily this time!

But contrary to Han Ming's expectations, the black shadow that exuded the cultivation of the Dan Stage was still hundreds of zhang away from him and Pan Xiang, so he shouted loudly: "Pan Xiang, quickly merge the glamorous ghosts handed over to you!", his tone was full of panic, as if something very bad would happen if he slowed down.

Han Ming turned his head to look over, slightly used his Qingming Spiritual Eyes, and slightly saw the figure chasing after him, it turned out that it was not one person, but two people, one was a white-haired and one-armed old man covered in blood, and there was a large piece of blood on the broken arm, which was clearly cut off not long ago, and the other was a girl in blue, with a delicate face, who was carried in the hand by the one-armed old man, who was Yu Jing who had a holiday with Han Ming!

Han Ming's eyes flashed with a different color, it seemed that the situation was different from what he imagined, the monk of the Yudan period who chased after him was seriously injured, and he looked like he could not protect himself!

"Master, what's wrong with you!" Pan Xiang also saw the old man surnamed Yu who was covered in blood, and immediately exclaimed, his face was full of disbelief, at this time, his voice finally no longer seemed to be hoarse and ugly like talking to Han Ming, but became extremely magnetic!

When he left the Ice Condensing Array to chase and kill Zhu Yiwen, wasn't his master still in retreat in the Ice Condensing Array, how could he do it now, not only was he covered in blood, but his face was also extremely pale, and his breath fluctuations were only around the early stage of the Dan Formation, and he looked like he had lost his vitality.

Pan Xiang couldn't understand that his master was the peak cultivation of the later stage of the genuine value, and his real strength was even more superb, if the old monster in the Yuan Infant Stage didn't make a move, basically no one could seriously injure him like this, and even if the old monster made a move, as long as his master adhered to the Ice Condensing Array, it would not be like this!

"Fusion ghost, quick!" The old man surnamed Yu saw Pan Xiang's face full of horror, almost standing in place, and suddenly scolded angrily, which startled Pan Xiang.

The old man surnamed Yu had a fierce face, where did Pan Xiang dare to hesitate, although there were endless troubles after fusing the ghosts.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Pan Xiang responded again and again, directly grabbed the two ** ghosts on the side, and regardless of their pitiful eyes, he pinched them mercilessly, and directly pinched them into a large cloud of black gas.

Pan Xiang rubbed his hands in the middle, and rubbed the two black gases together, turning into a slightly larger black spherical mist, and then Pan Xiang's hands were linked, and one by one the ghosts were absorbed by him in the air, pinched into black gas, and gathered together.

Pan Xiang began to fuse the ghosts, the old man surnamed Yu breathed a sigh of relief, the surrounding blood-colored mist flashed, a few flashes, directly crossed more than 100 zhang, chased close to the sedan chair transformed into Pan Xiang's black bowl, stood on it with one foot, let go of Yu Jing in his arms, and looked at the back in a blink of an eye, his face was full of solemnity!

Pan Xiang saw that the old man surnamed Yu frowned, his appearance was extremely embarrassed, and he was staring at the rear, and suddenly had some bad premonitions in his heart.

After hesitating for a while, Pan Xiang finally couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with Shizun, is there anything behind?"

"Second Senior Brother, there is a mid-stage Yudan who is chasing and killing us. Yu Jing kicked away a ghost on the side, took Pan Xiang's sleeve, and whispered back.

The old man surnamed Yu stared at the back again, then turned his head and looked at Han Ming, who was frantically fleeing in front, and frowned slightly again.

"Dealing with a mid-stage monk, it hasn't been solved for so long, what's going on?" asked the old man surnamed Yu.

"Master Qiyu, this surnamed Zhu is quite timid, he doesn't fight hard with his disciple at all, he has been running away, he has a top-level flying spirit weapon, the disciple couldn't solve it for a while, and I ask the master to surrender!" Pan Xiang replied respectfully while fusing the ghosts.

"Forget it, do it yourself for the teacher, if the person in the back is not solved, we can't leave easily, there is not much mana left for the teacher, and he is seriously injured, and the chances of winning the battle with the person behind him are not too great in a while, it is very likely that both will lose, and it is not appropriate to leave a variable on the side!" The old man surnamed Yu looked at the back, and then turned his head to look at Han Ming in front, and a trace of killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Personally doing it to a monk in the middle of foundation building, the old man surnamed Yu felt that it was a very worthless thing, but he was helpless, after a while, he had to fight hard to deal with the people who were chasing behind, and the slightest influence around him could be lost, and he couldn't tolerate a variable on the side!

"Go!" The old man surnamed Yu opened his mouth slightly, spit out a dark blue flame, and as soon as he circled in the air slightly, he turned into a blue skull, shot out of the black sedan chair, and chased after Han Ming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This blue skull seemed to be able to move with the wind, and it was very fast, a little faster than Han Ming Qingyunyi's speed!

Han Ming has been paying attention to it since the old man surnamed Yu appeared, so when this dark blue flame flew out, he found it as soon as possible, and suddenly there was an accident, he felt a familiar aura from this blue skull, it was really the quiet ghost fire that Hao Jian used in the underground source cave at the beginning, a flame that imitated the prototype of the ghost path holy fire!

This dark blue flame of light also seemed to be a ghostly fire, but the aura was far from being comparable to Hao Jian's, this mass was very rich, revealing a breath of death.

Although the Qingyun Ghost Fire does not focus on fighting methods, after all, this is released by the monks of the Yudan Period, Han Ming does not dare to slack off, he does not want to urge Qingyun Wing, flashing left and right, like a flexible swallow.

Whenever the dark blue skull approached Han Ming, opened and closed its mouth, and wanted to pounce on it, the wings behind Han Ming flashed slightly, turned a corner, easily shook off the blue ghost fire, and opened the distance again, although Qingyun Wing is also a top-level flying spirit weapon, but unlike other rushing spirit weapons, Qingyun Wing's small area of transfer is used to dodge attacks, which is just right for the current scene!

After seven or eight consecutive blows, he didn't even catch up with the corner of Han Ming's clothes, and the old man surnamed Yu flashed a different color in his eyes, but then he smiled coldly, and looked at the blue skull a little farther away.

"Explosion!" the old man surnamed Yu let out a low shout, and the blue skull that pounced on Han Ming suddenly rose and shrank, directly exploding into hundreds of blue flames and splattering out, of which more than ten wisps of flames were contaminated around Han Ming!

Han Ming flapped his wings and wanted to fly out, but he found that his whole person was like falling into a quagmire, every movement was extremely difficult, and his speed dropped down instantly, he only felt like he had a big mountain on his back, and it was quite difficult to move.

"He!" With the old man surnamed Yu lightly clenching it with one hand, hundreds of scattered blue flames gathered from the surroundings, directly surrounding Han Ming in the middle.

"Burn!" The old man surnamed Yu shouted softly, and the blue flame suddenly burst into flames, directly turning into a dozen zhang in size, completely annihilating Han Ming in it.

At first, there would be a roar of pain from the blue flames, but as time passed, the roars became smaller and smaller, until finally they gradually dissipated completely, and only a blue flame continued to burn in place.

The old man surnamed Yu stopped the black sedan chair and no longer paid attention to Han Ming, who was in the blue flames, as if he felt that Han Ming inside was already certain to die, and Pan Xiang and Yu Jing were the same, no longer looking in the direction of Han Ming, obviously they also thought that Han Ming was already certain to die!

Pan Xiang threw the last demon into the black qi, and then injected more than a dozen magic tricks, constantly urging the black qi until the black gas turned blood red, like a large exploding blood mist.

"Master, the fusion of the ghosts has been successful, but the fusion process is too hasty, and the ghost king is only worthy of reaching the realm of the ghost king. Pan Xiang bowed respectfully to the old man surnamed Yu on the side.

"Originally, these hundred glamorous ghosts were given to you to protect themselves, and they were planned to wait for you to fuse after the Dan, and it is not impossible to reach the level of the peak of the early stage of the Dan at that time, now let you fuse in a hurry, and there is no possibility for this ghost to advance in the future, you won't have an opinion!" The old man surnamed Yu didn't look back, just stared at the back, and said in a steady tone.

"This glamorous ghost was originally given by the master, how can the disciple have an opinion, and the master is now in a hurry to fuse the glamorous ghost, it must be an urgent matter, and it is a last resort!" Pan Xiang raised his head slightly, looked at the broken shoulder of the old man surnamed Yu, and continued to reply respectfully.

"Well, you know the overall situation, if you return to the sect safely this time, it is not impossible to help you condense other powerful ghost protections, and the opponent will be more powerful later, and you will be assisted on the side, don't keep your hands, don't trap or solve him, we won't have a chance to return to the sect!" The old man surnamed Yu slowly closed his eyes, and felt a sense of the distance.

"Yes, the disciple must do his best!" Pan Xiang bowed.

"It's coming!" The old man surnamed Yu suddenly opened his eyes and stared at a rapidly expanding black shadow in the distance. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?