"Ha ......" Yan Ling exhaled a breath, a breath of cold air spewed out, the whole person became indifferent and ruthless, and the last bit of self-light in his eyes was about to be swallowed up, supported, and said the last word.

"Daoyou Ling Feng, you must survive......" With that, the last glimmer of light in her eyes was replaced by coldness, and layers of dark blue spells extended from her head to her whole body, and a cold and powerful aura roared out!

"Boom!" Suddenly, the earth or ruins under Yan Ling's feet began to shake, like an earthquake, even stronger than the vibration of the collapse of the mountain, Yan Ling, who had changed his breath greatly, was stunned for a moment, the spell was quickly recovered, and the hair color gradually turned back to black, and the original light appeared again in his eyes, this vibration was obviously not caused by her, then, there was only one possibility......

"Ling Feng Daoyou?!" Yan Ling had returned to normal again, but the wound was in severe pain again, but she didn't care anymore, she was surprised, looking around, although it was not strong, but it was extremely secure.

"Roar!" Yan Ling returned to normal, the cold air that permeated the heavens and the earth also dissipated, and the ghost resumed its normal action again, and a ghost took the lead, recovered, roared, opened its teeth and danced its claws, and pounced on Yan Ling.

"Boom!" The ghost claw was only one step away from Yan Ling's body, but the ghost's body stopped abruptly.

Just like a plant spontaneously combusting in the air, the ghost's body began to spontaneously combust, but instead of a flame, it was a seven-colored flame that was more brilliant than the fire, and at the same time more blazing!

"Whoa!" After a miserable roar, the ghost's body directly turned into a cloud of green smoke, and the whole process was not even a breath of time, so that the ghost's body had evaporated into green smoke, and the roar was still echoing.

Immediately afterwards, this situation also happened to the other dozen or so ghosts who gathered around, so weird, but so shocking, one by one, the ghosts, all died in such an incomprehensible way, but Yan Ling didn't care about this, from the time she saw the seven-colored light, she knew that that person ...... Alive.

"Boom!" The vibration became more violent, and at the same time, a seven-colored pillar of light, from the center of the ruins, rose to the sky, scattered all the surrounding dust and smoke, and went straight to the sky, forming a gorgeous and moving seven-colored vortex above the thick dark sky, making people feel that the vortex was like a passage to the fairy world.

"Boom!" The rocks cracked, and in the center of the ruins, large pieces of mountain rocks were blown away, like a violent mudslide, but all the rocks brushed shoulders with Yan Ling at an ingenious angle and smashed on the bodies of the ghosts.

This kind of rubble without the slightest real power naturally cannot cause the slightest damage to the ghostly soul without the semblance, but it successfully attracted the attention of the ghost, and for a while, all the ghostly spirits seemed to take their attention away from Yan Ling's body and looked at the center of the ruins, the soaring pillar of light, and in the pillar of light, there seemed to be a figure, wrapped in dazzling light, and he couldn't see the figure clearly, but Yan Ling knew who it was!

"A bunch of pathetic miscellaneous. An indifferent, but rather domineering voice came from within the pillar of light.

"The leader who guided you is dead, but here lingers, desireless, wretched, wretched. The voice continued to come out, and at the same time, the figure began to move, and the light began to dissipate, revealing the man's original figure.

"In that case, let me grant you eternal deliverance, from the bottom of this darkness, from the valley of the underworld. "The white clothes are floating in the wind, the black hair is moving with the wind, the handsome appearance, the bewitching seven-colored pupils and the unyielding fighting intent that soars into the sky, who else will there be besides Ling Feng?

"Die!" Ling Feng pointed his finger to the sky and muttered in his mouth.

"Slash the Spirit!"

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!" Obviously, there was not the slightest fluctuation of true power overflowing, nor did there be any flash of true power light, one by one, the ghosts disappeared from the world so abruptly, their bodies twisted into green smoke and dissipated, and this time they didn't even scream.

"Shhh...... Roar!" More ghosts on all sides are still fearing to charge forward, but waiting for their end, there is only one, that is, weird, in an indescribably strange way, dissipating from this world, just in an instant, the surrounding ghosts were cleaned up, and Ling Feng just raised his finger towards the sky, and under Ling Feng's finger, at least hundreds of ghosts were liberated forever.

"This ...... This ......" Yan Ling couldn't believe his eyes, more than a hundred ghosts, it was so inexplicable...... This is too weird, even if Ling Feng has successfully broken through, a small realm can improve his strength so much, according to common sense, even if Ling Feng has stepped into the Void Netherworld, it shouldn't be so terrifying, is this still the same Ling Feng who was poisoned by the miasma not long ago and almost lost his life? Yan Ling is even suspecting now that Ling Feng is actually a Yuan Shen Realm powerhouse who has hidden his cultivation, and he has just been teasing himself.

Of course, this is just Yan Ling's shock is too great and he thinks wildly, of course Ling Feng can't be a powerhouse in the Yuan Shen Realm, he has indeed broken through, but as Yan Ling thought, a breakthrough in a small realm can't bring such a big leap in strength at all, no matter how evil he Ling Feng is, it's impossible, all of this is just because of Ling Feng, who has used a small means, or rather, a powerful mystical method that can instantly wipe out a hundred ghosts......