As the three ghosts in front of him all disappeared into the golden light of the True Buddha Bell, Ling Fan gradually calmed down, recalling the changes before the ghosts disappeared, and he realized that it was not that the True Qi attack was useless against the ghosts, but the effect was so small that for a while, he didn't notice it.

Speaking of which, this ghost is like a soul, not much like the remnant soul of Ling Fan who was reborn in the Eastern Wilderness and absorbed.

Although it will be scattered when attacked, it will still reunite and return to its original state.

It's just that even after recovery, it looks the same as before, but it is actually still consuming the power of the ghost, which can be seen from the fact that the ghost has become a little dimmer compared to before.

It's just that the dim changes are so small that they are hard to notice.

But although I know that True Qi has some damage to ghosts, the damage is too small.

If it weren't for the protection of the True Buddha Bell, I'm afraid that the ghost would have rushed to him and attacked him before he could be dispersed by the True Qi attack.

What exactly does a ghost attack look like?

Ling Fan didn't know about this question, and of course, he didn't want to know either.

Because when he knew it, it already meant that the ghost had attacked him.

"Are the ghosts dead this time?"

Seeing that the three ghosts in front of him disappeared almost at the same time, Ling Fan muttered.

His tone was full of suspicion, and he was obviously unsure.

The previous six ghosts appeared three times, and more than one time.

Ling Fan had a feeling that maybe the four ghosts would appear soon!

Shout!

It was as if God had heard Ling Fan's words, and the sudden appearance of the voice confirmed Ling Fan's conjecture.

Almost the moment he heard the voice, although his gaze hadn't caught up, Ling Fan had already guessed that it must be a ghost that had appeared again.

Even if the four ghosts appeared, Ling Fan was not afraid, after all, with the consumption of golden light by the ghosts before, the golden light of the True Buddha Bell was enough to completely corrode the four ghosts.

There was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and he squinted his eyes and turned to look in the direction of a ghost's voice, but when he saw the ghost that appeared, his squinted eyes suddenly widened, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared in an instant, and he subconsciously opened his mouth, and a surprised voice came out of his mouth.

"This ......"

As soon as Ling Fan's stumbling words opened his mouth, a series of sounds had already come out of the direction his eyes were pointing.

Boom, boom, boom......

The sound was like a machine-gun fire, and it didn't stop from the beginning.

"How can there be so many?"

The reason why Ling Fan was surprised was because of the number of ghosts that appeared this time.

Speaking of which, although Ling Fan had guessed that there would be four ghosts this time, it was just that he didn't guess the number correctly, but he didn't expect that there would be so many.

I saw that at this time, opposite him, in the originally dim mist, it had become a piece of black oppression, and in this piece of black, stripes of black shadows continued to shake, as if a black wave was about to sweep the entire innate formation.

This black wave was completely composed of ghosts, and as the sound of ghosts moving came out, Ling Fan's surprise was naturally uncontrollable.

And, after this surprise, there is more worry.

He was worried that once all these ghosts poured towards him, I was afraid that the golden light emitted by the True Buddha Bell would be completely exhausted.

Even if the True Buddha Bell is powerful, it can't withstand the infinite ghosts and endless attacks.

"Don't attack me, it's better for you to disperse. ”

Ling Fan had a feeling that the reason why these ghosts were gathered here was because of the few ghosts he had just killed.

At this time, he already regretted his actions just now, but it was too late to regret it, after all, the ghosts were already concentrated in front of his eyes, and all he had to do now was how to avoid this almost 'no suspense' battle.

Of course, there is no suspense in this result, it is the ghost who easily defeats Ling Fan!

He muttered softly, more like a prayer, praying that the ghosts would disperse and not attack him.

While praying, he slowly retreated, trying to get out of this dangerous place and avoid the countless ghosts in front of him.

Seeing that the ghosts in front of him were still moving irregularly, and none of them rushed towards him, Ling Fan was already happy in his heart.

Because as long as he held on for a moment, he was afraid that he would be able to disappear from the sight of the ghost.

However, maybe Ling Fan was happy too early, maybe the ghost was already teasing him, just to give him hope that he could escape, and then attack him.

No matter what the reason was, as soon as Ling Fan showed an excited look, a ghost in the distance had already rushed towards him.

"Not good!"

Ling Fan, who had been focusing all his energy on the ghost, had already seen it almost when this ghost had just rushed towards him.

But what if you see it?

At this time, he could only give up concealment, give up the idea of not being discovered by ghosts, and directly run his true qi with all his might, instantly exerting the thunder in his body to the extreme, turning into a flash of lightning under his feet, and escaping into the distance.

In the face of these countless ghosts, in the face of these ghosts who were almost ineffective against the attack of True Qi, Ling Fan did not have the slightest desire to fight.

But the battle was not decided according to Ling Fan's wishes.

Even if Ling Fan didn't agree to this battle, as long as the ghost followed him all the time, it was obviously inevitable.

The speed of this ghost is extremely fast, and in this mist, it is more like a fish in water, extremely fast.

Although Ling Fan's speed was not slow, with all his strength, he even exerted his speed to the extreme, but this was only comparable to that of a ghost.

The action of one ghost, coupled with Ling Fan's magnificent escape, immediately attracted the attention of all the other ghosts to Ling Fan.

Countless ghosts turned into a black wave and rushed in the direction of Ling Fan, looking at its momentum, it seemed that Ling Fan had to be slapped to death in the waves.

Fortunately, the speed of this wave was comparable to Ling Fan's, and he didn't have to worry about being caught up by ghosts for a while.

But don't worry for the time being, it doesn't mean that the danger is gone, don't be afraid.

Moreover, it was just Xiangfang, when Ling Fan ran forward again I don't know how far, and when he glanced back at his back, he saw a monstrous black wave surging towards him behind him, Ling Fan's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

"You unjust souls and wild ghosts, do you need to chase me like this? I didn't kill the people you were ...... when you were alive?"

A voice full of resentment spat out from Ling Fan's mouth, but even so, his speed did not dare to slow down even a bit.

However, even if Ling Fan could maintain such a speed for the time being, it was obviously impossible to last, at least looking at the form in front of him, he couldn't hold on longer than the ghost.

In this cold mist, Ling Fan not only had to control his speed, but also kept pouring true qi into the True Buddha Bell at all times, constantly guaranteeing light to deal with ghost attacks that might appear at any time.

The speed of true qi consumption was very fast, although there was a continuous supply of spiritual energy from the Nine Dragons Lock Vein for him to absorb, but at this time he was already sweating on his forehead.

However, he was tired, and the ghost didn't seem to have it.

It was as if the power of the ghost was endless and would not be exhausted at all.

Looking at the ghost's speed without decreasing, there was even a slight increase; looking at the place where the ghost passed, the mist actually slowly faded, Ling Fan's eyes suddenly froze, and he muttered in his mouth: "It turns out that this mist is to the ghost, just like the aura is to me!"

If Ling Fan was in a place where his aura was strong enough, he would probably be able to run with all his strength like a ghost, without worrying about running out of true qi, and even better than a ghost.

It's a pity that the environment in front of you is not infinite, but the yin qi absorbed by the ghosts is rich and abnormal.

At this time, this fog is the yin qi.

"I didn't expect there to be such a place in the world with a strong yin qi, is this the underworld?"

Facing the ghost's pursuit, Ling Fan could only smile bitterly.

But before the sound of the bitter smile could be heard, the sound of 'stabbing' had already reached the ears.

This voice was very familiar to Ling Fan, it was the sound of a ghost being corroded by golden light.

Although Ling Fan didn't look back, he could also feel that there must be a ghost rushing into the golden light of his True Buddha Bell.

It was true that these ghosts could not break through the protection of the golden light and attack Ling Fan, but this was only temporary.

While the golden light corroded the ghosts, the golden light was also slowly consumed.

Although the consumption rate is extremely slow, the number of ghosts is higher.

There was a ghost that dissipated into the golden light again, and Ling Fan didn't have the slightest hint of joy, but his face was full of solemnity.

Because the death of this ghost does not mean the end of the battle, but obviously only the beginning!

There was a ghost that could approach Ling Fan, this was indeed the beginning, and as time passed, the ghosts that rushed into the golden light also came more and more.

two, three, four, eight, ten, twenty......

Ghosts are not conscious, they are just instinctual.

When these ghosts disappeared under the True Buddha Bell little by little, the golden light emitted by the True Buddha Bell also decreased rapidly.

It's not just the enveloping range that's reduced, it's also powerful.

As the power of the True Buddha Zhong Jinguang became smaller and smaller, and the range became narrower and narrower, the location where the ghost rushed to was getting closer and closer to Ling Fan.

At this time, Ling Fan could occasionally feel the cold and cold air on the ghost's body hitting his body, but all he could do at this time was to run away endlessly.

"What am I going to do?"

Looking at the ghosts that were getting closer and closer to him, and seeing that the black waves were about to envelop him, Ling Fan was anxious.

But what if you are in a hurry?

I don't know how long it took, Ling Fan's face was anxious, and finally changed, but this change was not confident and calm, but more like ...... Tragic!

Burst!

A muffled sound suddenly appeared, making Ling Fan dizzy.

This feeling of dizziness is a symptom that occurs when the true qi is close to being exhausted.

Ling Fan knew that the reason why he had a feeling that his true qi was running out was only because the True Buddha Bell had almost exhausted his true qi.

Without the injection of true qi, the True Buddha Bell immediately turned into a golden light and disappeared into Ling Fan's dantian, and now that there was no True Buddha Bell to restrain ghosts, Ling Fan's mood was almost desperate!

Seeing the countless ghosts rushing towards him, feeling the monstrous yin qi on the bodies of these ghosts, Ling Fan suddenly laughed.

It's just that this laughter is full of sadness.

"Am I going to die here?"