Ten Thousand Ghost Poison Plague?

Yang Fan's heart froze, and he saw that there were tens of thousands of high-level ghosts on the gray cloud casting spells, gathering the endless yīn dead qi of heaven and earth, and combining the negative spiritual power of ten thousand ghosts, producing this overwhelming poisonous plague technique.

This poisonous plague technique has gone beyond the scope of ordinary poison techniques and sickness, and at the same time aimed at the ** and spiritual level, all the existence of spirit húnbō movement and life breath is impossible to avoid.

In the face of this overwhelming poisonous plague technique, Yang Fan had no way to hide, and couldn't help coughing lightly, feeling a little unwell.

"This technique is terrifying, gathering the power of tens of thousands of high-level ghosts, even the body, the body of the saint, and the body of the saint, I am a little unbearable...... , Yang Fan coughed a few times, and his body was a little uncomfortable at first, but he immediately developed a resistance force.

This resistance force is an instinctive physique that he is born with in cultivating the Immortal Hongjue, avoiding weight loss and ten thousand poisons, even the poisonous plague technique is no exception.

"Tsk, this human monk is really stupid enough, in the face of our "Ten Thousand Ghost Poison Plague Technique", he didn't even cast a spell to resist ......"

"This guy has been killing all the way, his eyes are empty, he dares to look down on us, let's let him be tortured to death in pain, and he will ...... him."

"No, according to the news I got before, this human monk is very powerful, and he has killed tens of thousands of fellow Daoists, so he will not be stupid to this extent. ...”

The many high-level ghosts on the gray cloud were lively, talking to each other, and they were amazed.

At this time, a powerful aura came from above, revealing a wolf-headed ghost. Those dark red eyes, flickering, made the surroundings fall into yīn coldness.

"Lord Celestial Wolf Ghost King, that human monk has already been hit by our 'Ten Thousand Ghost Poison Plague Technique', and I don't think I have the power to resist......

"Yes, this fool doesn't take any defensive means to resist our poisonous plague technique......"

Another high-level ghost chimed in.

The cold and cold eyes of the Heavenly Wolf Ghost King, through the miscellaneous gray mist, looked at the human monk, "I found that this person was in the "Ten Thousand Ghost Poison Plague Technique", and he really did not take any means, and actually resisted this poison technique with his flesh and blood.

"No!!, this person is in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Poison Plague Technique, and it seems that he does not have the symptoms of this poison plague technique?..."

The Sky Wolf Ghost King was taken aback.

With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the miscellaneous poisonous plague in that area, and a human youth was released

This young man, in the poisonous plague operation, did not show any abnormality, but he was very calm, "calm abnormal."

Intact!!

What the!!

How is this possible!!

"Isn't this a creature, but a stone man?"

A high-level ghost creature gasped.

"Hehe, it's a good poison slimming technique, it's a pity that I forgot to tell you" Yang also has a pharmacist who saves lives and helps the wounded......

Yang Fan smiled proudly: "So, this so-called poisonous plague technique." Ineffective ...... for Yang"

"Medicinal ?..."

The ghosts on the field were shocked, and they were immediately stunned, "Why haven't they seen such a perverted pharmacist before they were alive?"

"Well, these poisonous plagues are good, collect a little and go back to study, maybe it will be useful in the future. ”

In the stunned gaze of all the ghosts, Yang Fan took out a special gourd as if no one was around, activated his mana, and began to absorb the poisonous plague of these miscellaneous gray mangs.

A strange phenomenon appeared in Yu Walking: surrounded by 100,000 ghost soldiers, in the dangerous situation of ghostly anger and gray cloud oppression, a human pharmacist, Shen Sè was calm and calm, with a rigorous academic attitude, "Collect these poisonous plagues that are rarely seen in the outside world."

"Damn!!Stop him!。 ”

Soon a ghost will react and let out a frightened roar. Let the ghost soldiers recover from their sluggishness.

The one who reacted the fastest was the "Heavenly Wolf Ghost King...", he came to his senses for the first time, and shot a jet-black spear in his hand, lingering with purple and gray sè phosgene, carrying an astonishing and terrifying ghost aura, stabbing in front of Yang Fan like lightning.

The air in the entire area, all kinds of yīn aura, were evacuated in an instant with the blow of this ghost spear, and it seemed oppressive and uneasy.

Burst!!

Yang Fan had almost no power to resist, and was pierced through his body by the ghost spear.

What a fast speed!!

The ghosts, soldiers, and ghosts will lù look at them in amazement.

He is worthy of the Ghost King.

Click!!

Yang Fan's body was torn apart. Half of the green wood was left on the ground, turning into debris.

"That's a stand-in!!", exclaimed one of the knowledgeable ghost generals.

Whew!!

The next moment, a green and illusory figure appeared out of thin air on the gray cloud where the ghost soldiers were.

"Hehe, a ghost king who doesn't even reach the realm of the Divine Void dares to make a move in front of Yang......"

A chuckle came from among the ghost soldiers.

I saw Yang Fan open his arms, his expression solemn, and he embraced the world.

In an instant, thousands of green light rained down from the sky. Blanket an area.

"Ahh......h

There is no ghost thing that can get away with it after being stained with green sè gloss.

For ordinary ghost soldiers, even a drop of green light will melt in the blink of an eye.

In just one breath, Yang Fan "purified" thousands of ghost things, and felt the obvious improvement of his cultivation mana, and that hearty feeling was "like a pin."

"What kind of secret art is this, it's so terrifying!!"

The Heavenly Wolf Ghost King was terrified.

There was also some green light rain, falling on him, rising raging green smoke, he only felt that he was only full of ghost power, and it quickly lost and burned, like boiling oil.

This feeling made him creepy, and the ghost soldiers and ghost generals who dissolved in patches around him made him shudder, and the courage he had sworn before suddenly dissipated most of them.

If he stayed in this green light rain for a few more moments, even he, who was the Great Ghost King of the Transformation God and was close to the Divine Void Realm, might die.

唰咻!wěn咻......

The green figure like the wind flickered on the gray clouds that carried all the ghosts, and a large area of green light rain fell.

Every moment, hundreds of ghosts are killed.

"Stop!!! Human Monk ......"

The Heavenly Wolf Ghost King was horrified, his eyes were blood-red, his face was hideous to the extreme, he waved the black ghost spear, and chased and killed Yang Fan.

However, Yang Fan ignored his existence at all, used the Qingsè Huan Tianya divine power, and then used the Blue Bird Cloak "His movement speed and body style have reached an extreme, and the Wolf Ghost King can't even touch the corners of his clothes that day."

It can be said that Yang Fan's speed is the first person under the lord of the mansion.

To some extent, it is already comparable to the average god void powerhouse.

In the process of the Heavenly Wolf Ghost King's pursuit of Yang Fan, the green light rain descended on the dense group of ghost things, and every moment, a large number of ghost things were melted and purified.

"How is it possible, I can't keep up with his speed at all, just in terms of speed" This person is almost comparable to the ...... of the Demon Emperor Realm's mansion master", the Heavenly Wolf Ghost King's heart was in chaos" A thought suddenly appeared in his heart: "Could it be that this human monk is a prince-level figure?"

"If it's a prince, he has the strength to kill me, why don't you kill me, the leader, first......"

As the head of 100,000 ghost soldiers, isn't he flexible, but he's not stupid either.

A certain moment. He caught the mocking smile that wiped the corner of Yang Fan's mouth, and his heart suddenly shook: "It's not good, this person wants to kill 100,000 ghost soldiers" He is completely a murderous maniac!!"

"Retreat!!Retreat for a ——..."

The Heavenly Wolf Ghost King roared in surprise, and he didn't chase Yang Fan, and commanded the ghost soldiers to retreat.

"Hehe" your reaction is too slow. Yang Fan smiled leisurely, in just a moment, he had already killed tens of thousands of ghost soldiers and ghost generals, and his cultivation had obviously increased significantly.

Moreover, these ghost soldiers and ghost generals are obviously higher in level than those scattered ghost things in the previous essence.

Whew~

Yang Fan's figure disappeared and hit him in the blink of an eye.

The Heavenly Wolf Ghost King only felt a chill attack. Reluctantly used the black ghost spear to block Yang Fan's blow.

Peng——

His entire body was knocked into the air, and his mouth was dented, and a cloud of green smoke came up.

Before he could react, a golden flame fell from the top of his head, immediately turning him into ashes in a cold scream.

Yang Fan's exercises, restraining the ghost path everywhere, the "Taixu Heavenly Fire...", gathering the power of the primeval stars to the flame, the Heavenly Wolf Ghost King has no power to resist at all.

Really. After killing the Heavenly Wolf Ghost King, these ghost soldiers and ghost generals. The dragons were leaderless and immediately scattered and fled.

Yang Fan chased and killed for a while, and found that there was still a large amount of pure life force in the chalk, and he had not had time to absorb it.

He sat cross-legged and digested the force.

After about half a cup of tea, Yang Fan's cultivation has improved a little.

"Great, just a moment of hard work is worth my last ten years of penance......"

Yang Fan suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and tried his best to calm down.

He deeply understood that this forbidden place of the plague ghost forest "can make the existence of the mansion master level fall, and even let the current demon dragon emperor order not to allow any demon cultivators to enter, it can be seen that there must be an extremely terrifying and unknown existence in this ghost forest."

Strangely, after the killing of the 100,000 ghost soldiers, there was a dead silence in the vicinity. No more ghosts came close.

Yang Fansuo took this opportunity to retreat and practice for a period of time.

His mana has improved so much, and he wants to further comprehend and cultivate.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

On this day, on the original mountain bag of the Thin Ghost Forest, the One-Eyed Ghost Dragon King inspected hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers and ghost generals below.

"That idiot wolf, he was killed without the power to resist, he died without a whole body, and he also lost tens of thousands of ghost soldiers......"

The One-Eyed Ghost Dragon King said indifferently.

"Lord Ghost Dragon King, that human monk may have reached the level of a mansion master, otherwise it would be impossible to be so high-profile and take pleasure in killing. Moreover, this person's exercises restrain our ghost paths everywhere. ...”

The green hún fairy beside him has a graceful posture, a quiet face like snow jade, and a voice as soft as water.

...... Hmph, if it weren't for that, how could this king have carefully prepared for half a year and arranged the "Ten Thousand Ghosts Trapped Immortal Great Array to kill this person." With that person's arrogant attitude of emptiness, we don't need to be intentional about yòuhuò to be tricked. ...”

The one-eyed ghost dragon king yīn said with a smile.

At the same time, at the edge of the Thin Ghost Forest, two rays of brilliance fell, one gold and one blood, shrouded in a halo, and they couldn't see clearly.

After tracking and analysis, Yang Fan Jiucheng entered the "Thin Ghost Forest", I didn't expect him to be so bold......"

One of the clear and elegant women's voices came.

...... Hmph, that's better, we're in the "Skinny Ghost Forest, Waiting for the Rabbit Outside." When he entered the forest, he probably had only two fates: one was death, and the other was cursed by the plague, and he fled with serious injuries...... This king hopes it's the latter!", a man's cold and piercing voice came from the golden sè halo.