In the main hall, several all-spirit lanterns have been extinguished, and the light has become even darker. Hundreds of ghosts are wandering in the main hall, with blood-red and demon-green eyes flashing continuously, creating a ghostly atmosphere that is terrifying.
Jiang Xiaofan killed an undead spirit, but did not relax his vigilance. He saw the powerful monster outside the hall. It had not left, but it had not come in, which indicated that the existence in the sarcophagus was still inside.
"Puff puff… "
A group of ghosts danced wildly. These ghosts were not powerful, but they were superior in numbers. Many cultivators in the hall were exhausted. Three people had their bodies torn apart by the swarming ghosts, staining the hall with blood.
Jiang Xiaofan and Qin Luo were close together. Both of them were very powerful. Together, they formed an almost indestructible barrier. No Yin spirit could come within one meter of the two of them. Anyone who came close would be killed by the sword.
"Pfft..."
The silver light flashed, and the long sword in Jiang Xiaofan's hand was inserted into the chest of an approaching Yin spirit. With a slight shock, the body, which had been covered with death energy for many years, suddenly fell into pieces, and a pool of black blood flowed down. The stench was unpleasant.
Qi Teng is cold and ruthless. The halberd in his hand has no divine light, but it is extremely powerful. Every time he swings it, he will cut off several ghosts. In the process, he remains expressionless, like a killing machine.
The other two powerful men in the fantasy god realm were equally terrifying. They didn’t know how many yin elves they had killed. At their feet, the remains of dozens of yin elves lay prone, with black blood flowing, green and red se's hair fell to the ground.
But at this moment, one of them felt the danger, his expression changed, he retreated instantly, and immediately placed the weapon in his hand in front of him, firing out sharp killing lights that shook the void and were dazzling.
"boom… "
A black palm broke through the brilliance of the sky, and hit the man's weapon with a bang, and there was a crisp sound. The weapon in his hand was destroyed, and the whole person flew out, hitting the stone wall on the side. on the mouth, bleeding from the corner of the mouth.
Jiang Xiaofan naturally saw this scene in his eyes and swallowed his saliva. This powerful man in the Fantasy God Realm was probably thirty years old. The weapon in his hand was a spiritual weapon, but he was shot to pieces by the dark shadow in an instant. It was very horrible.
However, although the spiritual weapon was destroyed, this man still saved his life and was not hit by the black shadow. Otherwise, Jiang Xiaofan doubted that even those in the Illusion God Realm would be unable to withstand the blow of the black shadow head-on. .
It was something that crawled out of the strange sarcophagus. Even powerful monsters comparable to human emperor realm cultivators were afraid of them. They stood outside the hall with some fear. Although the fierce light in their eyes flickered, they were reluctant to enter. .
"ah!"
The screams came, shrill and tragic. A cultivator in the realm of enlightenment fell down. There was a big hole in his chest, but no blood flowed out. His body fell to the ground, weathered quickly, and soon turned into a mummy. .
There are dozens of cultivators in this hall, all of whom are above the realm of enlightenment. However, most of them are panicking at this moment. They also discovered that there is a terrifying existence in the dark, with cold sweat on their faces, and some Frightened.
Not long after, another scream came out, which was particularly harsh and somewhat penetrating in the dim hall.
This was a strong man from the sixth level of the realm of dust. His corpse fell in the remains of the ghost spirit. It was in the same state of death as the previous one. His chest was pierced, the blood in his body disappeared inexplicably, and he turned into a mummy in an instant.
In the main hall, there are a lot of ghosts. Their faces are pale, as if they are painted with white powder. The space is full of ghost claws. Their nails are longer than chopsticks. It is pitch black, and the air they scratch is whining. .
There were even more panicked people. Not only did they have to face the surging ghosts from all around, but they also had to be constantly on guard against the terrifying shadow in the dark. Many people felt an ominous feeling in their hearts and were frightened.
Outside the main hall, a terrifying Human-Emperor Realm monster looked at it with menacing eyes. It was covered in black light, making it difficult to see what kind of monster it was, but one could feel that it was powerful and very dangerous.
Jiang Xiaofan looked solemn. This situation was very bad. They were trapped in this hall and could not get out. They could only fight with these ghosts. And he gradually discovered that there were a few more powerful dead creatures in this hall. spirit!
"careful!"
He and Qin Luo communicated with each other and fought back to back. The silver divine light and the green divine light filled the air and turned into a blazing light wave that vibrated out. Nearly ten Yin spirits approaching them were shattered and fell to the ground.
Their fighting power is very strong, but it seems that they will never be able to kill all the ghosts. When one falls, another one will take over. The cold ghost air permeates the surroundings, with a rotting stench that makes people almost nauseous. .
"Damn it, it's never over!"
Jiang Xiaofan was a little angry. Yin spirits kept coming to this place. They were like tigers trapped in an iron cage. Even though they were powerful, they could not leave. They could only fight. Either kill all the Yin spirits or be killed by them. tear.
He rushed out fiercely, the long sword in his hand vibrated, Huangtianmen Yuqing's mental method started to work rapidly, and the Yueqing Thirteen Swords were thrown out for free. Thirteen bright sword lights surrounded him and followed him.
Half a quarter of an hour ago, he once again injected the brand of divine consciousness into the mission scroll, and finally let it emit the red and green divine flower, flowing slightly, which meant that the earth-level mission had been completed, and he and Qin Luo could leave.
But in this situation, how to leave? Jiang Xiaofan felt very unhappy about leaving. The Demonic Sword in his hand shook continuously, and in conjunction with the Thirteen Yueqing Swords, he chopped off the ghosts one after another.
His movements were so violent that he was naturally discovered by other cultivators in the hall. Many people were stunned. It turned out that this was not only the best, but also a fierce man. He even rushed into the group of Yin spirits single-handedly, a god!
Suddenly, a ghost claw poked out from the darkness, the cold air was overwhelming, and it attacked and killed Jiang Xiaofan.
This was a powerful undead spirit. It was mixed in the group of Yin spirits. Jiang Xiaofan instantly felt the cold air that invaded the bone marrow. He unfolded the magic step and turned into a stream of light to avoid it. He made a fist with his left hand and slammed it.
"boom… "
His gun was so powerful that he smashed the undead spirit away on the spot and let out a miserable howl.
He has practiced the Diamond Sutra to a higher level. This is a sacred body refining technique recorded in the Buddhist scriptures. It can continuously sublimate a person's body and reach the strongest state, which can break almost everything.
Jiang Xiaofan has not yet cultivated the Diamond Sutra to the level of Dacheng, but he has swallowed eight fairy roots. He is the king of ancient medicine. After condensing the fairy energy with the Diamond Sutra, his physical body has long been strong. It has reached a terrifying point where the power of pure physical body can compete with the powerful ones from the Nine Heavens of Illusion God.
The undead souls have been nourished by Yin Qi for a long time. They have no divine power. Only their bodies will become stronger and stronger, comparable to practitioners of the Illusion God Realm. However, even so, they are still far away from Jiang Xiaofan, and they will never be able to withstand a head-on confrontation.
"That undead spirit, don't run away, I'm here to save you!"
Jiang Xiaofan shouted, he saw a dead spirit hiding in the corner, it was the one that attacked him just now. Without saying a word, he rushed over dragging the Demon Sword, the green mysterious light and silver holy light all around his body pulsed at the same time, The momentum is amazing.
Seeing him move like this, many people were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. Even a few strong men in the fantasy god realm gave Jiang Xiaofan a strange look. This is really a fierce man!
"This guy is really crazy!"
Qin Luo chopped into pieces the surrounding Yin Ling with a knife, muttering softly.
Generally speaking, it is difficult for a dead spirit to be born among hundreds of yin spirits. They are considered the kings of yin spirits. They have their own consciousness. Although it is not very clear, they can also control ordinary yin spirits.
Jiang Xiaofan was immediately surrounded by many Yin spirits, but he was not afraid. The void around him gradually twisted and became invisible in the darkness, but it blocked the many Yin spirits that rushed up. When he raised his hand, there was a streak of silver. With his sword, he slashed down in the air at the undead spirit in front of him.
"Boom..."
This sword was extremely powerful. It brought with it a violent wind that knocked back all the surrounding ghosts. It was like a silver dragon swooping down. It was even stronger than the undead and could not bear it. It let out a piercing scream. , extremely vicious.
"Not dead yet? Come on!"
Jiang Xiaofan shouted, leaving an afterimage on the spot and disappearing in an instant. At this moment, he was like a flash of lightning, his figure blurred. In an instant, he stopped in front of this undead spirit. The demon sword in his hand vibrated and slashed forward. .
"Pfft..."
The undead soul could not avoid it. Its blood-red eyes held a terrifying venom, and it screamed like a wild beast. Its red hairs were beating. It raised its two dry palms, trying to hold the severed sword. .
Jiang Xiaofan was happy at that time. Hey, you dare to hold the Heavenly Demon Sword with your bare hands. You are really a longevity star who always hates longevity. He made a fierce force and slashed hard, directly splitting the undead into two halves and falling to both sides. .
Many people saw this scene and swallowed wildly. They were really shocked. This person was so terrifying. He chopped the powerful undead spirit into pieces with a sword. No wonder he was not an ordinary person who dared to challenge the big monster before.
However, although they were shocked, they did not dare to be too distracted because there were too many ghosts around them, so they had to pay close attention because there was a super terrifying existence in the dark.
"Puff puff… "
In this hall, Yin spirits kept falling down, and the whole hall was covered with the stench of death and rotting corpses. In the process, many people died, or were torn apart by the Yin spirits, or were killed. The terrifying existence in the darkness sucked away all the blood from his body and turned into a mummy.
Suddenly, cold hairs all over Jiang Xiaofan's body stood up, Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures sped up at the same time, a dangerous signal flashed in his mind, and a terrible cold air hit his chest as if coming from the Nine Nether Hell.
Jiang Xiaofan sneered in his heart. He had always been on guard against the dark shadows in the dark. At this moment, the space around him was distorting. He fell to one side, and his right hand became blurred. The Demonic Sword in his hand vibrated, green and silver. The brilliance of the sun is flowing, and under these two divine lights, the faint golden divine light is jumping slightly.
"Uh-huh!"
The shrill screams resounded through the hall, the sound was harsh, and a black shadow flew out and hit the stone wall in the distance. It showed its body for the first time, covered by the black ghost mist, and its right hand trembled slightly, chirping. There was a chirping sound, green smoke was rising, a pale claw was exposed, and a piece of rancid rotten meat fell.
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