Chapter 267: Fierce Battle Ghost Cultivation (Second Update)

"Jiji, two little guys, since you know the identity of the real person, why don't you obediently tie your hands and arrest them?" Ghost Li looked at Wang An and the others, with a murderous awe, and could vaguely feel the pain in his words.

"Haha, you are not a human or a ghost thing, and you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, you don't practice well in the rat's nest, and you still dare to come out to do evil, it seems that you are impatient?"

"Hmph, if you dare to spoil my good deeds, you two will die!

As soon as the words fell, the yin qi on the ghost Li was tumbling, the ghost shadows were heavy, and a powerful and suffocating aura instantly shrouded the ancient tomb, and the walls around the ancient tomb fell one after another.

"Are you still afraid that you won't succeed?" Wang An's face sank, the aura on his body rolled, and a majestic blood qi from the most masculine to the strongest filled the surroundings.

"Physical cultivation!" Ghost Li felt the majestic blood, and the ghost fire in his eyes swayed, as if he was full of surprise.

As soon as the words fell, the momentum on Wang An's body changed again, and a powerful thunderbolt suddenly lingered around him, and he could vaguely feel a mighty heavenly might.

"Lei Xiu! You're the damn Lei Xiu!"

Seeing the thunder attribute lingering on Wang An's body, the ghostly voice trembled faintly!

Lei Xiu, this is the natural enemy of ghost cultivation, and he is born to restrain them!

"There's a lot of nonsense, it's either you or I'm alive today!" Wang Anyi was bold and fearless, and actually took the initiative to call for battle.

"Jiji, since you are in a hurry to send it, the real person will send you a layer!" I saw the ghost slap the storage bag on his waist, and seven three-inch-long blood-colored stators suddenly appeared in the air.

These seven nails are engraved with strange runes, and they are full of yin energy, and they actually exude the breath of magic weapons.

This thing is the coffin nail of legend!

I saw that there were words in the ghost Li's mouth, a little finger, and the coffin nails suspended in the air turned around, and a rich yin qi swirled around, and the patterns on each nail seemed to come to life.

The next moment, the seven coffin nails with a powerful aura rushed towards Wang An in the shape of a zigzag.

The wind is gusting and swishing!

Wang An's face remained unchanged, with a touch of storage ring, and a superb spirit sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

This flying sword is surrounded by thunder and mengmeng, and the treasure is soaring, and it is the thunder attribute flying sword that Wang An obtained in the Medicine King Valley, which comes in handy for dealing with ghosts.

Wang An waved the spirit sword in his hand, and all the aura around his body turned into a thunder attribute, and the Eight Desolation Sword Tricks worked abruptly.

The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, the sword intent is pressing, and the cold light is shining.

"Ding Lingdang!"

There was a sound of gold and iron, and the spirit sword and the coffin nail collided directly together, and the sword qi was soaring, and the yin qi was vertical and horizontal.

Wang An's aura and magic weapons all restrained the other party, and the momentum on his body at the moment was on par with the other party, and he was indistinguishable from the top and bottom under one blow.

"You... Who the hell are you? The little foundation is seven layers, and the combat power actually reaches Jindan, and he is still a Lei Xiu. The ghost fire in Ghost Li's eyes swayed, and he was vaguely full of shock.

"Hehe, you are actually sitting in the territory of the Medicine King Valley, and you are still asking who I am?" Wang An raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the spirit sword in his hand waved, the sword aura soared into the sky, and the Eight Desolations Sword Technique was used again, and a flying sword light directly enveloped the ghost.

From a distance, Wang An's dancing spirit sword seemed to bring up a heavy thunderbolt, the momentum was amazing, and there were bursts of roars in the air.

The yin qi tumbling around meets the thunder aura of the most yang and rigid, just like snow meets the scorching sun, disappearing one after another, retreating step by step!

"Hmph, little guy, what if the little Zhuji is so arrogant, even if you are a disciple of the Medicine King Valley?" Ghost Li snorted coldly, and two white gases erupted from the skeleton's nostrils, as if he was extremely angry.

I saw that he pointed a little finger, and the patterns around the coffin nails seemed to come to life, each nail was filled with blood-colored light, and the yin qi was surging, roaring towards Wang An.

That's not all, I saw the ghost slap the storage bag on his waist, a palm-sized tattered cloth banner

appeared in his hands.

With a little finger and words in his mouth, the mysterious cloth banner turned into the size of a zhang in the blink of an eye.

I saw that the yin qi was tumbling on it, and it was full of ghost patterns, which was a hundred ghost flags.

With the change of the magic trick in his hand, the yin wind of the hundred ghost flags was howling, and a black gap suddenly opened in the middle, and countless powerful ghosts surged out, these powerful ghosts were old and young, men and women, each of them was fierce, and the resentment was rolling.

The sky is cloudy, and a hundred ghosts are calling!

I saw that the ghost pointed a little, and the hundred ghosts in the air roared and rushed towards Wang An.

For a time, Wang An was attacked by the enemy on his back, and it was extremely dangerous.

The spirit sword in Wang An's hand turned into a heavy sword shadow, and the coffin nails in the air were constantly repelled by him.

The cold light was shining, and wherever the sword went, the hundred ghosts avoided it, and when they saw the thunder and lightning of the sky, the fierce ghosts in the hundred ghosts were faintly afraid.

I saw a little ghost finger, and the hundred ghost flags in the air trembled, and the wind was blowing. Those stagnant ghosts once again pounced on Wang An.

"Hmph, it's really looking for death, these low-level imps dare to get close!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Wang An's mouth, and the flying sword in his hand was thrown, and the flying sword was dripping and turning, shining brightly, and it was directly entangled with the coffin nail.

Wang An's body was full of thunder and lightning, and his skin was faintly visible with a light layer of pale silver, and he saw the powerful ghosts close to him, and the wind and thunder palm techniques suddenly lingered around, and this little ghost was strong, and under the powerful palm power, they retreated one after another.

Seeing this situation, the ghost fire swayed in the eyes of the ghost, and there were words in his mouth, and the magic in his hand changed again!

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Chirp!"

Suddenly, a hundred ghosts roared in unison, the yin qi vibrate, and a strange sound wave suddenly appeared in the air, and Wang An suddenly breathed impetuously when he heard it!

"No, it's a sound attack!" All the negative emotions disappeared with a twist of the flowers.

Shoot people first and shoot horses first, capture thieves and capture kings first! Wang An set his eyes on Ghost Li at this time!

As soon as his mind moved, Wang An formed a strange spell in his hand, and a whirling and mysterious aura filled the air.

The vast desert, the round sunset, the winding river...... A strange picture scroll suddenly appeared in the air, and the ghosts around him saw this flower scroll, vaguely full of fear.

"The sunset!"

Wang An muttered in a low voice, and the picture scroll instantly shrouded all the powerful ghosts together!

The next moment, a scene that surprised everyone appeared, these powerful ghosts actually fled in the picture scroll, and it seemed that Wang An's existence could not be seen at all.

"It's... What kind of illusion is this, no, it's a phantom array, and it actually trapped my hundred ghosts. The ghost fire flashed in the ghost's eyes, and his voice was full of emotion!

Seeing this scene, Wang An showed a smile in his eyes, the sunset of the long river he created was really domineering, these powerful ghosts were actually trapped directly, presumably most of the foundation building would sink under his own trick.

"Haha, you don't have to know, because you're going to be a real ghost in no time. Wang An raised his eyebrows, his body was like a ghost, and the next moment he appeared directly in front of the ghost.

"Guy, little guy, you actually want to melee with a real person!" a strange laugh came out of Ghost Li's mouth. The upper and lower jaws are strangely closed one by one.

Wang An raised his upper arm, and even a fist of thunder and light directly enveloped the other party at an incredible angle.

said that it was too late and that it was too fast, and at this moment, I saw the white bone necklace on the neck of the ghost suddenly moved.

I saw that the necklace turned around and instantly turned into nine baby-sized skeletons, each of which was angry, and finally formed a strange array to block Wang An's attack.

"You... You actually killed a few babies who didn't have a full moon, damn it!" Seeing this scene, Wang An's pupils shrank violently, his aura trembled, and a surge of anger permeated the ancient tomb.

The ghost mother nine son beads, in fact, are made of the eight yin babies in the lunar year, the moon, the yin and the sun, which is a very vicious ghost weapon.

At this moment, Wang An was really angry!

I saw a purple flame suddenly appear in Wang An's hand, and with a little finger, the flame fell on the ghost who was still struggling in the sunset of the long river.

"Zilazila!"

For a while, the ghosts screamed in the sky, and all the powerful ghosts turned into ashes under the burning of the Fuso Divine Fire.

"Poof!"

The ghost weapon was destroyed, and the ghost Li actually spewed out a thick gray yin qi strangely from his mouth.

I saw that the hundred ghost flags in the air trembled, and the yin qi was dim, and it seemed to have been wasted.

"You're ruining my treasure! Boy, I can't get around you today!"

With the change of the magic in his hand, the ghost mother and nine sons in the air turned around, and a powerful resentment filled the surroundings, and the next moment galloped towards Wang An with a huge momentum.

"Hmph, just how can you play with beads?" Wang An was furious, and a sneer came out of his mouth.

The next moment, I saw his palm, and a dark golden bead appeared in his hand, and as he recited the incantation in his mouth, the flames around the bead were filled, and a blazing temperature spread all around.

A flame of the most rigid and yang swirled around the beads, and all the yin qi was directly scorched away.

What Wang An sacrificed was the Great Sun Divine Pearl!

"Go!"

Wang An pointed his finger, and the Great Sun Divine Bead directly ignored everything, and slammed into the Ghost Mother Nine Beads, and with a bang, the Ghost Mother Nine Beads cracked one after another, and the surface was scorched black.

"What kind of treasure are you?" asked Ghost Li in shock.

Wang An didn't answer, with a little finger, the Great Sun Divine Bead ran directly to the coffin nail.

said that it was too late, and when he reacted violently, a coffin nail had already been split in two, and it was scorched black!

"Damn, I'm fighting with you!"

was destroyed by an inexplicable bead, two treasures in a row, the ghost was shocked and angry, and the next moment the yin qi around his body was permeated, and a majestic momentum rose from him.

"Whew!"

A coffin nail shot at Wang An, and suddenly the nail exploded directly, shaking the mountain in an instant, the yin qi rolled, and the spiritual energy swirled.

At this moment, I saw that Ghost Li suddenly crushed a talisman in his hand, and the whole person disappeared abruptly.

"This is a short-distance teleportation charm!" Wang An's eyes showed a look of surprise.

It turned out that the other party's drunkard didn't mean to drink, and he blew up the magic weapon just to take the opportunity to escape.