"Crackling~"

The sound of branches breaking and falling off, mixed with the sound of boulders breaking, is almost imperceptible like drops of water into the sea.

As soon as this voice entered his ears, Zhang Fan was immediately frightened, and in an instant, the sound hit the west, and the thoughts of Ming Xiu plank road secretly crossing Chen Cang and other thoughts uncontrollably emerged from his mind.

Following the prestige, the first thing he saw was the branches that fell down, as if they had been scorched into charcoal by the flames, and Zhang Fan's expression changed instantly.

Yin Qi, rich Yin Qi.

Under contemplation, these broken branches immediately showed a difference in his eyes.

Different from other charred-like branches, these falling ones were filled with a terrifying yin qi, as if Chen was purely condensed by yin qi, not the rest, either the vitality of wood or a dead silence, which was very different.

Huai is a yin wood, and there are ghosts stationing!

These colorful and falling shade wood branches could not be more clearly explained in this regard.

When Zhang Fan's gaze swept over, Kurong Ancestor suddenly knew that he had noticed it, and in an instant, the yin wind swept by, and a sudden change was born.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

Whether it is broken, on the way to fall, or the yin wood that has fallen to the ground, it all burst open, and between the contraction of yin qi, shadows emerge one by one.

When he noticed the yin qi and the eyes of the old ancestor of Kurong, Zhang Fan had already withdrawn his gaze, folded his hands on the dantian, pinched up the incomparably complicated seals, and finally put his palms together and launched it with a bang.

"Boom~"

Ten thousand golden rays of light bloomed in the palm, and in each golden light, a small golden seal was formed, imprinting towards every place where the yin qi converged.

- Breaking the Golden Seal of Evil!

The surname condensed into many golden seals at one time, although there was not much power condensed on each evil gold seal, but it couldn't stand up to the huge number, while the golden light was sprinkled all over and the evil retreated, Zhang Fan's face turned a lot paler.

"Wow~Wow~Wow~"

At the beginning, the ghost cried to deter, but later, it turned into a sad and sad voice.

Zhang Fan was so decisive, as soon as he confirmed that the offensive was the power of the Yin Spirit, he instantly cast the Evil Breaking Golden Seal to restrain him, and after the opposing attack was cast, he had time to take a look at what the Kurong Ancestor had done.

It's okay not to look at it, but at a glance, Zhang Fan's heart "thumped" a few times, and he almost jumped out of his chest, secretly rejoicing.

"Ghost General, this old tree actually made such a thing......"

The so-called ghost general is one of the secret methods of the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, which uses the power of the Nine Shadows to absorb the Yin Spirit, and then forms a body with rich Yin Qi, and the extremely strange and powerful one of the Nine Shadows Evil Spirits appears in the world.

The ghost general formed by such a secret method, the yin qi around his body is condensed into armor, the body is burly and strong, holding a long knife, like a general in the battle array, and the majesty is not like a ghost.

The most terrifying thing about the ghost general is that he stabs him in the head.

This knife not only has other normal attacks, the erosion of yin qi, but also a special surname unique to ghost generals - slashing spirits!

With a knife, the spiritual power is exhausted.

If it is slashed by its long knife, even if it is blocked, there is no damage on the outside, but the invisible sword intent hidden in its knife momentum is unstoppable, ignoring any virtual and real defense, and directly cutting off the spiritual power of the person who hits it.

In other words, it is equivalent to the spiritual power of the person who has been tricked will be stripped of control in an instant, escaping from the body, and becoming an ownerless thing.

If you fall into the encirclement of the ghost generals, you can't kill them instantly, even if you are a god and a god, you will be cut off all your spiritual power and become a waste person in a short time.

Kurong Ancestor's hand is not insignificant, it should be one of his natural powers, even if it is an old ghost woman who specializes in ghost paths in the Illusion Demon Dao, I am afraid that she will not be able to condense into so many ghost generals in one go.

With such magical powers, it is effortless to deal with any Yuanying real person, at least it is a sure victory, but the Kurong Ancestor faced Zhang Fan, who had mastered the golden seal of evil, and hit the iron plate hard.

Each golden light carried an evil golden seal, and each accurately found a cloud of condensed yin qi, forming a half-formed ghost general, like a brand, and in the sound of "whoosh", there was no end to the ghost crying.

The nearest ghost general, the long knife split the air, and the strong wind brought up was imminent, and he was about to slash the spirit with a knife, but he froze stiffly in mid-air.

In a moment, the long knife turned into green smoke from the handle and blade, and the majestic ghost will no longer exist, replaced by a golden seal that gradually dissipates, and the golden light that breaks the evil in all directions.

The same scene happened everywhere in the Changchun Valley, and in an instant, the ghost completely dissipated this famous ghost thing that everyone feared.

Zhang Fan was secretly proud while rejoicing, but Kurong Ancestor was about to cry, and the "snort" sound that gradually faded away and finally disappeared was the annotation of his tragedy.

The fierce battle has come to this point, and the methods of Kurong Ancestor are endless, and it can not be said that it is not strong, but whether it is the Dongfang Jiayi Qinglong Sword, Yiye Yiqiankun, or the previous Yin Spirit Ghost General, they were all restrained by Zhang Fan, and they didn't know how to make a move for a while.

Zhang Fan is also ordinary, he is deeply afraid of the methods of the Kurong Ancestor, and he is secretly wary.

In the Changchun Valley, it was rare to be quiet, one person and one tree, and the wolf was afraid of beating each other with a hemp pole, and it was tricky to feel each other.

Unlike the situation in the valley, the outside of the Changchun Valley is "wonderful".

A man and a tree in the valley, taking advantage of the silence when they even had to freeze their breath during the confrontation, clearly heard the sudden commotion outside the valley.

This noise is not very different from the previous chaos and desire, but the roar, desperate screams, and dying wails are endless.

You don't have to see it in person, just by this movement, it is not difficult to know what happened, and the sound of the cow roaring mixed in it made Zhang Fan know it even more.

"Han Hao. ”

"Brute!"

Zhang Fan just thought about it, and immediately put it aside, after all, the situation in the outside world, regardless of the strength of the enemy and me, had no impact on the battle between the two of them.

The battle in front of them is definitely not something that these people can meddle in, and the victory or defeat outside the valley is meaningless.

After a moment of silence, the voice of Kurong Old Ancestor, who did not distinguish between yin and yang, echoed in Changchun Valley again: "Daoyou Zhang Fan, right, why don't you and I have a discussion?"

"You say. ”

Zhang Fan's expression was flat and noncommittal.

Kurong Ancestor also had no pretentious meaning, and said bluntly: "You can't help me, and I can't keep you, so it's better to stop here and turn the war into a jade silk." ”

"Turn hostility into friendship?"

Zhang Fan seemed to groan, but he sneered in his heart.

Today is a surprise to the Kurong Ancestor, if you can't help him in this situation, what jade silk is there to talk about, once you retreat, it is endless fighting.

Even if he was really sincere, Zhang Fan was unwilling.

After a fierce battle, he was extremely interested in the inheritance obtained by the Kurong Ancestor, and the Kurong Ancestor was also a mere locust tree mortal tree, and he could cultivate to such a realm, so it was not difficult to imagine the richness of his income.

With Dayan Days in hand, Zhang Fan faintly felt that the time when he stepped into the late Yuan Infant Stage, and even reached the realm of transforming gods, was not far away, and at this time, the appearance of Mu Yuan's extremely wonderful kung fu was as straight as heaven's will.

If he retreated at this juncture, Zhang Fan had a hunch that at this point, he would be covered with a thick barrier on his road to the late Yuan Infant stage, which would be difficult to break.

The so-called chance, the so-called enlightenment, is nothing more than that.

Taking the opportunity of deep groaning, Zhang Fan pondered and pondered, looking for the flaws of Kurong Ancestor, the other party's patience was also being consumed little by little, seeing that the situation was gradually tense, and invisible oppression spread all over the world.

"Huhuhu~~"

At this moment, the faint sound of wind roaring, as if coming from outside the sky, suddenly descended on the world.

"Wind?!"

This strange wind, Zhang Fan's expression moved, and he suddenly looked back.

Even if he was exhausted in his eyesight, he could not reach infinity in the end, and in the end, he could only see that in the distance of the extreme of divine consciousness and eyesight, a piece of green, like a green carpet, gradually spread out on Kurong Island.

- Withering Monsoon!

"The withering monsoon is blowing at this time?"

Inexplicably, Zhang Fan had palpitations, and it felt as if something terrible was happening.

"Hahahaha~"

The giant trees swayed, the shadows opened their teeth and claws, and the wanton laughter of the withered ancestors spread to every corner.

"Providence, providence, God wants to help me, what can you do to me?"

"Zhang Fan, you should die!"

Kurong Ancestor suddenly became extremely arrogant, listening to his tone, as if Zhang Fan was already in his palm, clenching his fists, he could pinch to death.

The uneasiness in Zhang Fan's heart became more and more intense, but for a while, he couldn't catch it.

At this time, Kurong Ancestor finally turned over his hole cards.

"Yin and Yang!"

"Life and death!"

"Qiankun!"

"Kurong!"

......

The voices and voices are all two opposite sides, eternal existence, reincarnation with each other, and endless power and realm.

"Reverse !!"

Onslaught!

The word "reverse" came out, as if the real heaven and earth were overturned, the universe was transposed, life and death were reversed, and finally - withering glory, reversal.

"Boom~"

A huge whirlpool suddenly took shape on the Changchun Valley, in which there was a howling wind, a reversal of the withering glory, and the original vitality suddenly turned into a bleak life.

Withering monsoon!

What was taken over the Changchun Valley was the dry monsoon that should have swept the whole island.

Kurong Island, which was already gradually dyed green, was covered in an instant with a touch of withered yellow that was even better than the countless before.

In an instant, all the vitality was extracted and reversed into an endless bleak and withered artistic conception.

"Rustle~~"

Vast expanses of dead wood have been turned into powder, and vast expanses of grass have been annihilated into the air......

The vegetation that was originally just withered yellow was completely destroyed, and the power of withering and reversing went deep into the earth, and even the last remaining seeds were drained of all their vitality.

After this battle, unless someone sprinkles plant seeds all over the island, and there is a positive help from the Kurong monsoon, otherwise, Kurong Island can be directly renamed "Tong Island".

All this can't change the Kurong Ancestor's more and more arrogant laughter, as well as the awe-inspiring murderous intent contained in it.

"Why does he think he's going to eat me?"

Zhang Fan looked at all this calmly, his face was flat, and there was no discoloration at all.

(To be continued)