Chapter 322: Fierce Battle Ghost Jiao!

A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of the mountain guard, and with a wave of his right hand, wisps of faint gray light, mixed with a heavy fishy smell, surged up towards the wind.

Feng Wan's face was indifferent, and his right hand lightly slapped the giant sword, and one after another extremely strong golden sword rays instantly surged onto the sword body.

With the continuous influx of spiritual power in his body, the giant sword in front of him instantly burst out with an incomparably strong sword aura, and the sword qi was dozens of meters long, instantly scattering the gray rays that flew in front of him.

The speed of the sword qi did not decrease, and after penetrating the gray qi, it continued to stab towards the mountain guard.

The mountain guard's face remained unchanged, his right hand shook slightly, and the scroll in front of him instantly emitted a faint white glow, and the light was dazzling, like an incomparably thick transparent glass, blocking the golden giant sword from his body.

"Nice!

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, looking at the transparent painting wall on the surface of the mountain guard, and said, "It's very hard, but other than that, do you have any other means? If not。。。。。。 ”

Speaking of this, Feng Wanli snorted coldly, looked at the opposite side, the mountain guard, and a thick golden glow suddenly flashed up and down his body, and a Buddha phantom condensed directly from the surface of his body.

"Buzz !!"

A Sanskrit sound continued to sound in Feng Wanli's ears, and a thick golden light rose into the sky, and the huge golden Buddha was suspended behind Feng Wanli.

"Whoa, whoa!"

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, Bai Hao instantly disappeared in place.

"Huh?"

Looking at the sudden disappearance of Feng Wanli, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the mountain guard, and he hurriedly looked behind him.

"Huh?"

Floating steadily behind the mountain keeper in the rice bowl, his eyes were firmly fixed on the mountain guard, and he said lightly: "Did you only find me now?"

"Boom !!"

Bai Hao's right hand was raised slightly, and purple dragons instantly surged onto his right hand, and a group of swimming thunder dragons appeared on Feng Wanli's right hand, his right hand clenched into a fist, and a huge roar sounded instantly.

"Whew!"

Then there was a sound of breaking the air, and Feng Wanli disappeared in place in an instant, and a dazzling purple mang instantly rushed towards the mountain guard, and the purple mang was like a swimming dragon, instantly biting towards the mountain guard.

"Humph!"

The mountain keeper snorted coldly, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and the white shield on his side instantly condensed out, directly enveloping his body completely.

"Boom !!"

The purple thunderbolt and the light cluster instantly let out a huge explosion, and the extremely powerful roar instantly remembered, and a wave of energy qi blasted the two of them hundreds of meters away.

"It's over!"

Feng Wanli's body shook slightly, and instantly stabilized in place, and a faint breeze was condensed up and down his body, and he slowly raised his body, looked at the gray phantom in the distance, and sighed slightly: "It's a pity, it's gone!"

It's a pity that the painting paper coveted by the wind was completely dispersed with the impact of the two.

Thinking of Feng Wanli's slight dazzling, he looked at the second palace in the distance, and said lightly: "I want to see what kind of ghost thing is next, the third ghost thing is already a ghost thing in the Jindan period, and in the second palace, I don't know what kind of ghost thing." ”

For a while, Feng Wanli really had a sense of expectation, the strength of the dozens of ghosts in front of him was very weak, and for Feng Wanli, there was no challenge at all, even the mountain guards who had just been killed were not challenging for Feng Wanli.

"Whoa, whoa!"

What followed was a piercing sound of breaking the air, and a dazzling white light surged into the sky, and the phantom of a white dragon appeared in the air.

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, his right hand trembled slightly, and a piece of blood instantly surged in front of him, and the light of the giant sword behind him surged into the sky, and a red and a yellow light instantly shrouded behind him.

"Roar!!

With the condensation of light, a white dragon instantly condensed in mid-air, and a faint evil aura instantly shrouded the whole body, and at the same time, the powerful evil qi condensed the space, and an incomparably powerful condensed atmosphere shrouded Feng Wanli's body.

"The Ghost Jiao of the Yuan Infant !!"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, his eyes looked at the white dragon in the air opposite, and his right hand gently touched the red blood in front of him, and a buzzing sound that broke through the air sounded.

"Whew!Whew!"

With the continuous influx of spiritual power in the body, one, two, three, and in an instant, hundreds of blood swords stopped in mid-air.

"Go to !!"

The first strike is strong and then the first attack suffers, Feng Wanli decided to strike first, waved his right hand, and said: "Destroy him for me... ”

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

As soon as the words in the rice bowl fell, a piercing sound of breaking the air sounded, and the blood sword was all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, looking from afar, it was like a sea of blood.

"Roar!"

The dragon that had just woken up roared angrily, and a sound of energy fluctuations instantly surged around its body, and the powerful energy wave was like an energy shield that surrounded the surroundings tightly.

"Huhuhuhu!!"

The ghost shark gasped slightly, and a mouthful of cold air instantly poured out from its mouth and nose, and a layer of cold light froze the air, a layer of cold light instantly shrouded the body, and a thick layer of ice crystals shrouded the surroundings.

The two collided with each other, and there was a clattering sound in an instant, and a red blood stalk was deeply inserted into the ice shield outside the dragon's body.

"Looking for !! Death"

Jiaolong opened his lantern-like eyes, glared fiercely at Feng Wanli, and let out a roar.

"Roar!!

Its body shook, and it surged directly towards the wind.

Feng Wanli's feet instantly stepped on the giant sword, and his whole body was like a cannonball, quickly rushing over, and the dozens of fire spell talismans in his hand were also poured into spiritual power, turning into palm-sized fireballs, condensed on his right hand, looking from afar, like a huge blazing oven.

"Damn !!"

The ghost Jiao was originally a cold attribute, and he didn't like the blazing feeling very much, so he scolded secretly, and directly rushed towards the wind.

And such a close huge force, for Feng Wanli, it is only a breath to reach, Rao is a ghost shark in the Jindan stage, and there is no time to dodge.

"Boom!"

A huge fireball smashed into Ghost Jiao's face, and the blazing flames instantly burned its face, and layers of thick mist continued to pour into the air.

"Crackling!"

Watching the fireball fall on the ghost Jiao, Feng Wanli was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that he was going to kill him while he was sick, his arms flashed with a dark purple arc, like two dragons instantly swelling with the infusion of spiritual power in his body.

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