Ding Qi's left crotch was swept by the black ball attacked by the masked evil cultivator, and the trace of black gas infected the robe into pitch black, and gradually invaded the skin meridians, and the place where it passed instantly dried up, and the painful Ding Qi grinned, and could only disperse some spiritual power to resist.

"Junior, it doesn't taste good to be attacked by my ghostly energy, isn't it? This is just the beginning, and there will be more fun in a while. ————"

"Looking for death! Do you really think that you can't do anything if you are a realm higher than me? Ding Qi's eyes turned red, and he shouted loudly, the golden sword was in his hand, and with a slash to his left wrist, a stream of bright red blood spurted out, spraying from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and the golden sword trembled as if he had eaten a delicious delicacy, and then the golden sound was loud.

"You dare ————," the evil cultivator roared loudly in horror. The other party actually made a desperate bet, and Zheng planned to die together.

The golden sword shone brightly, and greedily enjoyed Ding Qi's blood, Ding Qi's face was like ashes, and almost all of the only three percent of spiritual power was injected into this 'hole card'. After one blow, there is no way!

After almost a third of the blood was sacrificed to the golden sword, a staggered Ding Qi sat on the ground, his expression extremely depressed, and he squinted at the evil cultivator who was frequently incantation, and a magic duel struck the hilt of the sword. The long sword flew into the air, pointing directly at the evil cultivator and ghost creature from afar, and the powerful sword intent enveloped it, as if it could destroy the world with a single slash.

The evil cultivator seemed to be indifferent, and in the sound of incantations, he took out a crumpled page from his arms, on which was painted a ghost object very similar to it, and on the other side were many strange words, he poured black qi into the page, and the page slowly left the claws and floated above his head, and then scattered a large piece of black light. Wuxia completely covered the evil cultivators, and a huge ghost phantom gradually formed in the glow.

"Who is bold, dare to disturb the deity's dream!" shouted angrily like a bell.

"Great ghost, it was this ant that injured your apostle, please refine it into blood food to improve the cultivation of the adult!"

"But the stupid people can't clean it up at the beginning, it's really a waste, fortunately, if you are loyal to the deity, the deity will help you! Although the two attributes of gold and fire restrain us and others, it also depends on whose hands it is, and after his spiritual power is exhausted, he will not sit still and wait for death. ”

"The adult taught me a great lesson, but he ————", before he finished speaking, a golden light shot over, and the ghost phantom clasped his hands together, and actually sandwiched the golden sword in his claws.

"Exploding ————!" Ding Qi, who was extremely depressed, shouted with all his might, and passed out after spraying blood.

A huge and dazzling golden ball of light bloomed in the vast field with a deafening explosion, instantly dyeing everything with a layer of light, and the surrounding vitality fluctuated violently and rolled into gusts of wind and swept in all directions. Two inch-long swords faintly flew out of the ball of light, one piercing the heart of the phantom, the other shooting towards the evil cultivator, and two 'bang' popping sounds.

The ghostly phantom in the air roared wildly, and everything turned into powder in the golden ball of light, leaving only intermittent words echoing in the air.

"You didn't—said—he to—detonate ............!" Finally responded to him with an even more miserable howl, accompanied by a stream of black blood swords flying into the air, and the tall black shadow on the ground fell out of the ground.

Long Fang escaped more than ten miles in one go, and a faint miserable howl came, he suddenly stopped his body, listened attentively for a while, and there was no sound. 'Is it over?'. Long Fang's heart sank, a trace of bad feeling entangled in his heart, the internal force of the dantian turned into true qi and surged to his limbs, spit out a mouthful of turbid qi, and the superior light power was unfolded, and continued to fly forward, disappearing at the end of the grassland after a while.

After a while, where Long Fang was standing, a black-robed masked figure trembled and floated over, the black robe was tattered and large, and the masked black scarf also turned white, the fabric was very similar to the coat worn by Ding Qi, and there were several drops of blood on it. His left shoulder was empty, and his right hand was carrying a black umbrella with holes, and his hands were completely devoid of flesh and blood, revealing his bones.

"The secret arrow sneak attack caused the old man so badly, it is really impossible to redeem death. The hateful ghost, who is not ashamed to speak out on weekdays, turned out to be Er'er, but after all, he blocked that terrible sword for me. It's a pity that the dantian has been destroyed, and after it is sucked dry, it will only replenish one percent of spiritual power, which is really a pity. The little cub will take care of the rest. Boom ...... How can you run out of my palm!"

After escaping for thirty miles in one breath, the sweaty dragon party got into a tall grass, and finally let go of the hanging heart, so far away, even if which side won and came to search for him, it would take a day to find this place at the earliest, and he didn't know where to run at that time.

Long Fang leveled the barren grass slightly, sat there and began to recover the true qi consumed in his body, and after running for two great weeks, the Gongxing Consummation Qi Sea Dantian returned to its peak state. He slowly realized the thrilling and eye-opening fighting method again, and even compared and imitated the two of them's moves, thinking of the glorious and terrifying power of the spirit weapon sacrifice above his head, a trace of fire came to his heart.

He took out the four purple lockets handed over to him by the mysterious predecessor from his bosom, revisited the use of the method again, and carefully stroked a few treasures, and the feeling between the tentacles was no longer the same. And meditate on how to deal with those powers who have already stepped into the monastic realm to look down on the mortal world if they were involved in that battle. This time, Long Fang didn't put a few life-saving guys in his arms, but removed the small boxes and hid them in his sleeves, which seemed to be more timely to use. Two hours later, Long Fang simply lay there and took a nap, and an hour flew by in a daze.

Long Fang stood up quietly, carefully brushed aside the grass, and after checking the surroundings, there was nothing unusual, and then jumped out and galloped away. Wherever the grass was tall and sloppy, he cautiously moved forward again and again, and after seven or eight miles, he came to the vicinity of a few huge trees standing alone, and only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief. Sit under the tree, take out a piece of dried meat and bite it vigorously.

"Are you waiting for me, little—man—son!" a hoarse voice sounded from behind another tree.

"Ah————!h He flashed back and stared back, there was a 'buzz' in his head, and the bitter water in his stomach was rising, this is miserable!

The figure that turned out from behind the tree, with a broken black robe, a white scarf masked, a missing left arm, and a broken umbrella with a hole in his right hand, was staring at Long Fang with a flickering cold light. How could Long Fang still have a reason that he couldn't recognize, wasn't this the evil cultivator who had been fighting with the self-proclaimed Ding Qi for a long time. Since he appeared here, the person surnamed Ding must have gone to see his ancestor.

"The seniors are really persevering!" Long Fang clasped his fists in awkwardness.

"The young man's words are wrong, the old man helped you get out of danger and kill that guy, in exchange for such a miserable appearance, and you ran away without saying a word, is it a bit too much? ”

"The younger generation is a first-order mortal, how can there be anything that the predecessors see, I am afraid that the seniors will be disappointed. ”