Qin Chuan and Ghost Gongzi flew extremely fast, and in a moment, they had already flown out of seven or eight miles away, far away from the battle group, and the monks of the five major alliances who were still fighting fiercely in the distance breathed a sigh of relief. The name of the ghost boy www.biquge.info pen & fun & pavilion is very big, and he is ruthless, and almost all the monks who are caught by him will be drained by him and refined, and there is no chance to enter reincarnation. Now seeing that this person didn't mean to deal with them, but instead went to hunt down a monk in the middle stage of condensation, they were happy in their hearts, but they were still a little puzzled.

Xue Yue looked at Qin Chuan and the ghost boy who were far away, and he was a little unwilling in his heart, he was very greedy for Qin Chuan to bring out something from the Cold Moon Secret Realm. It was also because of his deep background that he knew that Qin Chuan had gained a lot in the Cold Moon Secret Realm, but he didn't know what Qin Chuan had gotten. But Xue Yue knew that it was definitely a good thing. At that time, the ancestor of their Ice Moon Valley got one thing from the Cold Moon Secret Realm, and the Ice Moon Valley became the first sect of the Jin Kingdom after hundreds of years of development.

But now that he wants to face the ghost boy and compete with the leader of the younger generation of the Demon Dao, he is still a little frightened in his heart. Although Qin Chuan's things are good, but he has to have a life to enjoy, if he dies, even if Qin Chuan's things are good, they will be of no use to him, so he can only plan slowly in the future. In his heart, it had been determined that Qin Chuan would definitely die.

Qin Chuan and the ghost boy, chasing and fleeing, have already flown dozens of miles away. Qin Chuan almost did his best, stepping on the white jade flying boat under his feet. But the ghost fog behind him was following him to death, even faster than his speed. You must know that his white jade flying boat has been upgraded to a top-level flying magic weapon, and the other party is worthy of being the elite of the younger generation of the Demon Dao.

Qin Chuan had a hunch that it wouldn't be long before the other party would be able to catch up with him, and his mana had already been consumed a lot, and the other party's cultivation was also one level higher than him, and if he fought the other party in a decisive battle, he would definitely suffer. Looking at the ghost boy who was chasing after him, the anger in Qin Chuan's heart became stronger and stronger, and he decided to stay and meet this ghost boy.

After flying for a while, Qin Chuan had already stopped, standing on the white jade boat, looking at the ghost boy from a distance, his face was covered with frost, and his eyes were full of murder.

The ghost boy behind Qin Chuan, seeing that Qin Chuan had stopped, was taken aback at first, and then he was overjoyed, chattered, and said with a strange smile: "Boy, why don't you escape, you should quickly restrain your hands and hand over the magic weapon in your hand, this son can make your death more happy." ”

Qin Chuan listened to the other party's words, didn't say a word, looked at the other party coldly, his fingers kept flipping, and he kept beating out one method after another. A small white shield in front of him rose sharply in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a giant shield the size of a zhang, firmly protecting Qin Chuan below. The Qingfeng Sword let out a sharp whistle in the air, and more than a dozen sword lights emitted from the sword body, shooting towards the ghost boy.

Looking at the sword light and flying swords that shot out, the ghost boy said in a cold tone: "Boy, if you dare to make a move on this son, this son must drain your soul and refine your soul." Although the ghost boy said this, he didn't dare to slack off at all, the flying sword in Qin Chuan's hand was extremely sharp, he had seen it, and ordinary magic weapons couldn't resist this flying sword at all.

With one move of the ghost boy, from the black fog in front of him, a black giant banner seven or eight zhang long appeared, which was the natal magic weapon - the Thousand Soul Flag.

It wasn't until now that Qin Chuan could see the Thousand Soul Banner clearly, the metal-like black flagpole, black shining, on the black banner, the runes were rolling, the ghost mist was swirling, and bursts of ghost crying came out, which made people uneasy.

"Dang, dang, dang" Qingfeng's sword slashed at the Thousand Soul Banner, making a crisp sound. And those sword lights, as soon as they came into contact with the black ghost mist, they were instantly engulfed by a large amount of ghost mist, and then the ghost mist transformed into dozens of black poisonous snakes, trying to trap Qin Chuan Qingfeng Sword.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan's brows furrowed, and he shouted loudly: "Disease." Then there was another magic duel on the flying sword, and the sword body of the Qingfeng Sword trembled for a while, and a layer of golden-cyan flames instantly appeared on the sword body, and the fierce poisonous snake, as soon as it came into contact with the flames, it turned into black smoke. Seeing that his extremely sharp flying sword had already resisted the famous magic weapon of the Demon Dao, the Thousand Soul Banner, Qin Chuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, the ghost boy shouted in some surprise: "Strange fire, it turned out to be a strange fire, no wonder your flying sword can have such power." In that case, I'll let you see the true power of the Thousand Soul Banners. ”

Then the ghost boy laughed, and recited a series of obscure mantras. As the ghost boy recited the formula, the black runes on the Thousand Soul Banner seemed to have been summoned by the master, and they lit up quickly.

Then one by one, gray shadows flew out of the Thousand Soul Banners, these shadows were exactly the same as people, they were unconscious, and after they came out, they flew towards Qin Chuan with their teeth and claws, as if they were going to tear Qin Chuan to pieces.

"Soul. Qin Chuan's mouth opened wide in surprise. Said with a frightened face. Because at this moment, hundreds of souls have appeared in front of his eyes, and these souls are still increasing. From these souls, Qin Chuan could roughly tell that most of the souls here were monks in the Qi refining period. But there were dozens of powerful souls among them, and it seemed that only condensation stage monks could have them.

With the appearance of the soul, Qin Chuan's Qingfeng Sword Imperial Envoy was very difficult. The Qingfeng Sword is extremely sharp, but it doesn't seem to do any harm to those souls, if it weren't for the Blue Devil Flame on the flying sword, it is estimated that his flying sword has been scrapped.

Looking at dozens, hundreds of unjust ghosts flying towards him, Qin Chuan's face turned pale. A large number of ghosts, the white scale shield that is constantly attacking, the white scale shield has been crumbling, and the mana in his body is also rapidly draining.

Seeing Qin Chuan's very embarrassed appearance, the corners of the ghost boy's mouth flashed with a smug evil smile, as if Qin Chuan was already in his bag.

At this moment, Qin Chuan took out a gourd from the storage bag and poured a few mouthfuls of the liquid in it. Then he sat down, and then, as soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, a large ball of golden-cyan flames erupted from his mouth, and then Qin Chuan began to pinch the law, and the flames changed various shapes in Qin Chuan's hands. A moment later, a golden flame three zhang long hovered above Qin Chuan's head.

The cyan firebird, with two wings on its back and three legs under its feet, is lifelike and majestic. This thing is the firebird that Qin Chuan made by using his spiritual technique. With the increase of cultivation, Qin Chuan became more handy at performing this technique, and his speed became faster and faster.

The golden firebird glanced at the ghost in the distance, his eyes flashed with anger, and a long cry came out of his mouth, and with a flap of his wings, he rushed towards the ghost in the distance.

Those souls, when they saw the firebird flying, showed a frightened look in their eyes, and they were instinctive to the firebird, and they retreated one after another. But the firebirds that have flown in, where can they escape, the fire rain on the wings trembled, and the dense golden arrow rain shot at the ghost soul, and the soul that was shot by the golden arrow rain let out a terrible scream in his mouth, and then disappeared into the air. After a round of arrow rain, more than a dozen unjust souls had already been killed, and Qin Chuan's face showed joy. However, at this time, the firebird also seems to have become a little smaller.

The ghost boy in the distance, looking at the firebird that Qin Chuan made, was puzzled at first, and then looked at Qin Chuan who destroyed more than a dozen of his unjust souls in an instant, and his green muscles jumped violently, and he said angrily: "Boy, if you dare to destroy my magic weapon, I must drain your soul and refine your soul, so that you will not die well." ”

The ghost boy continued to cast the spell, and after a while, there were seven or eight unjust souls in the condensation period, flying towards the firebird, these unjust souls held ghost forks in their hands, all of them were fierce and abnormal, and they were not afraid of death, although they were still at a disadvantage, but they also dragged the firebird of Qinchuan.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan patted his storage bag again, and a small red tripod appeared in front of him, this thing was really the blood river tripod that Qin Chuan had obtained earlier. The red small tripod exuded a strong bloody atmosphere. Qin Chuan hit Xiao Ding with a magic decision, and Xiao Ding began to grow bigger in an instant, and then sent out more than a dozen blood rays of light towards the ghost boy.

Looking at Qin Chuan's attack, the ghost boy was very disdainful, but Qin Chuan's use of their magic weapons from the Demon Gate still surprised him a little. But in front of him, the elite of the Demon Gate, using the magic weapon of the Demon Gate, there is always a bit of an axe in the class. The Thousand Soul Banner in front of the ghost boy shook for a while, and a large cloud of ghost mist shot out, blocking the blood light that was shooting.

More than a dozen blood rays were easily blocked by the ghost mist of the ghost boy, and the ghost boy's heart was even more disdainful. But Qin Chuan's face didn't have any expression, his face was calm, but Qin Chuan's heart was extremely nervous.

"Hiss" a sound that seemed to tear clothes, and suddenly remembered in the air. After the sound, a jet-black throwing knife arrived in front of him in an instant. Seeing the black flying knife, the ghost boy was shocked.

yelled, "Not good. The body flashed to the side at great speed, but it was still a little slow, and the flying knife slashed at him in an instant. This thing was the black flying knife that Qin Chuan used to sneak attack him, but Qin Chuan was originally aimed at his heart, but at this moment, it was one of his arms that was cut off.

Looking at the arm that was cut off by Qin Chuan, the ghost boy's face was extremely pale, and the cold sweat on his head kept slipping down. At this moment, she no longer has the same arrogance as before. He quickly took out the talisman from the storage bag and stuck it on the wound.

Then he looked at Qin Chuan and said coldly: "Very good, it seems that I really underestimated you." You're the first person to hurt me in all these years, and you're a mid-condensate brat. ”

After finishing speaking, the ghost boy took out a black token from his arms again and blocked it in front of him, this thing should be a defensive magic weapon. (To be continued)