"Build a foundation and cultivate ghosts!"

As soon as they saw the person, the three of them were immediately shocked, and there was indescribable bitterness in their exclamations, and they couldn't help but retreat in their hearts.

Perhaps seeing their intentions, the ghost cultivator laughed out loud: "Ji Ji, since you are here, you will leave it all to this seat!"

Before the words fell, I saw him wave his sleeves and stretch out his palm as thin as a chicken's paw, and suddenly pointed out.

In an instant, as if a stone had been thrown into the calm water, the clouds and death mist in the sky fluctuated violently, and in an instant, the tips of his fingers converged into a long black spear, which immediately shot out of his hand.

With a whistling sound like a cracked silk, the black spear suddenly stabbed in front of Zhang Fan and the others.

Almost subconsciously, before the spear arrived, the three of them made evasive movements.

Wang Xinling was the farthest away, but she reacted the fastest, and as soon as the black spear left her hand, she exclaimed, and she rolled around a lazy donkey in her arms and dodged away.

Lin Sen's reaction was not slow, and a touch of green suddenly appeared on his toes, as if a new bamboo shoot had broken through the ground, and a force full of life rose from the ground, sending him to the rear lightly.

Compared with his chic and elegant movements, Zhang Fan's response was much more rigid, and a red cloud suddenly rose from his foot and stomped his feet, and the power of the explosion surname suddenly occurred during the violent contraction.

In the face of the blow of the predecessors in the foundation building period, it is only natural to dodge, can it be difficult to catch it? The three of them thought so, and so did the enemy on the opposite side. Therefore, under the blow, he no longer paid attention, but opened his sleeves to reveal two of his arms full of blue and gray, and there was a path like inky black air escaping from it during the dance.

At this moment, the offensive of the opponent's pursuit was still brewing, and Zhang Fan did half of the evasive action, and suddenly froze and stopped.

One thought after another flashed through his mind, and a cold glint flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, and when the black spear was not far away, he suddenly counterattacked.

The arms are stretched, like the bright wings of a white crane and like an eagle striking the sky, the sleeve robe is wrapped in the arm and turns into an afterimage, the black fire and the golden mangs alternate, and the arms are extended in a trance, as if a bird of prey is shaking its feathers and flapping its wings.

A black cry suddenly rang out.

The feathers of fire in the sky suddenly appeared, like arrows from the string, cutting through all obstacles and shooting out at the black spear.

One side is single and solid, the other side is scattered and sharp, and the collision of fire feathers and spears turns out to be unexpected.

As if it had been discussed, just when the black spear exhausted its last strength and dissipated, the menacing feathers of fire in the sky like a storm and remnants of the clouds also stopped at the same time.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, the ghost cultivation was like this, and so were Lin Sen and Wang Xinling.

The former didn't expect that Zhang Fan would dare to resist even though he knew that it was a monk in the foundation building period, while the latter was surprised that the two of them were evenly divided in one blow.

Among the crowd, only Zhang Fan was not surprised when he saw this result, but showed a look of surprise.

Immediately, he didn't start immediately, but asked with a smile: "Dare to ask what this senior is called?"

The ghost shadow was stunned when he heard this, and the Yin Demon Qi still continued to pull out from his arms, blending with the Yin Qi around him and turning into grimaces and twisting and roaring.

Although he didn't know why the other party suddenly had the interest of chatting, he was also happy to delay the time, so he said in a gloomy and hoarse voice: "Your name is this Soul Venerable." ”

"What, the little doll wants to be sincere? Naturally, there are endless benefits to being attached to this seat, think about it!"

His voice didn't sound like anything at first, but his words were stiff and undulating, as if his entire vocal cords had frozen.

"Haha, belong to you, what a big joke. Zhang Fan laughed wildly.

"If you are really a ghost cultivator in the foundation building period, I, Zhang Fan, may really be afraid of you, and I will retreat, but ......" Speaking of this, he paused, and looked at Soul Venerable's increasingly blue face with a sneering face, before continuing: "But you, a mere corpse demon, dare to say that you are not ashamed to ask us to surrender, it is really beyond your strength. ”

"Corpses?"

As soon as these words came out, the yin qi around the Soul Venerable suddenly shook violently as if it had been stimulated by something.

At the same time, Lin Sen and the others also exclaimed, their faces full of disbelief.

The corpse demon is a kind of zombie, and it is a kind of monster born after a long time of yin qi washing by a monk who has cultivated the demon path technique and died in the land of extreme yin.

It is said that this soul venerable actually meets all the conditions of the corpse demon, and the reason why I didn't think about it before is because although the corpse demon is reborn from the corpse of a monk, it itself does not have all the memory exercises and magical powers before his death, and he does not even have spiritual wisdom.

The corpse demon in front of him is obviously not like this, his cultivation is only in the foundation building period at most, and judging from his fight with Zhang Fan, I am afraid that this foundation building period is still a little watery, and naturally it cannot be the realm of the corpse king.

But not only did he answer without hindrance, but he also used the eight magic bronze pillars to create a fairyland-like scenery, obviously not only with spiritual intelligence, but also like a normal human monk, so when he first saw it, everyone would recognize him as a ghost cultivator.

The so-called ghost cultivators are a type of cultivator who gives up the human body and cultivates the ghost path exercises. Although they have become inhuman and ghostly, in terms of supernatural powers, they are three points stronger than ordinary human monks, and if they were not, they would not panic at first sight.

Now as soon as Zhang Fan pointed it out, they paid attention to some details since the appearance of the Soul Venerable, and they suddenly realized.

At this time, the Yin Qi around Soul Venerable, which had been fluctuating violently, suddenly stabilized, revealing his face hidden in it.

I saw him say in a mysterious way: "What about the corpse demons?

Outside the words, a sense of grief and indignation filled him, and then as if he had been stabbed in the sore spot, he suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.

"Whew~~~"

Similar to a tiger's roar and treacherous, like a wolf howling but desolate, accompanied by a roar, the corpse qi in the sky suddenly dispersed, as if he had removed some camouflage, his body was suddenly raised, and the "crackling" bone joints sounded, and what appeared in front of Zhang Fan and others was no longer human, but a monster that was one foot high.

Strands of white hair continued to pull from his head, dragging them to the soles of his feet in an instant. The canine's teeth are exposed as if they want to choose people to eat, and their nails are as black and slender as the roots of an old tree, and their bodies and faces are ...... As long as the skin is exposed, there are patches of blue and purple markings, and a thick rancid smell escapes, making people feel sick.

This is the true face of the corpse demon.

Seeing Soul Venerable's appearance, Zhang Fan was stunned at first, then shook his head indifferently, and said, "Soul Venerable senior, the junior has something to understand, I don't know if to ask?"

"Hmph, when you die, you still want to take advantage of your tongue!" After turning into the true appearance of the corpse demon, the soul venerable seemed to be more and more irritable, and with a wave of his nails as he spoke, a wind blade flew out of his hand, slashing straight towards Zhang Fan's face.

Flashing sideways slightly, Zhang Fan continued indifferently, "What the juniors want to ask is, with the cultivation of the foundation building period of the seniors, why should they drive those yin spirits to embarrass the juniors?"

"Why don't you just crush me to death!

When he said this, Zhang Fan's voice suddenly turned higher and passed far away in the direction of the Jiang brothers.

Lin Sen and the others also understood when they arrived, and he was apprehensive to the hearts of the two of them. If they don't give them confidence, if they escape at a critical moment, Zhang Fan and the others will face the danger of being flanked.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Fan, who had blocked the last loophole, shook his feet suddenly, stepped on a fire cloud and rose into the air, and at the same time shouted in his mouth:

"Do it!"

But it wasn't them who did it first, but the corpse demon who was angry to the limit.

I saw that the ten long nails of his hands suddenly bounced up and stretched straight, like ten sharp long swords, and then, a chaotic cloak-like dance, and the tips of the nails suddenly appeared a black and bright luster, and the grimace demon composed of yin demonic qi on his side slashed.

I don't know what kind of magic power this is, after these fingernails have been scratched, the demons who were still ignorant and hideous in vain at the last moment seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and they roared excitedly and rushed towards Zhang Fan in mid-air.

In a short distance of dozens of zhang, it rushed to the ground.

The demon who came to the front suddenly swelled as if he had eaten the rich yin qi around him, and the big mouths of blood alone were enough to swallow ordinary people.

In the face of these huge demons who wanted to cover the sky, Zhang Fan did not show the slightest panic, but pursed his lips disdainfully, his right arm trembled slightly, and a mixed brilliance of yin and yang suddenly flew out.

- Qiankun Circle!

This spiritual weapon, which has never had a chance to really fight the enemy after refining, has finally revealed its grandeur on these demons.

In the process of the electric shooting, the Qiankun circle grew in the wind, and in an instant, it turned into a huge ring that was a large one zhang and two connected to meet it.

Even if it becomes this size, it is still small and inconspicuous compared to the demons who come at it. But the strange thing is that as soon as they came into contact, those demons with teeth and claws seemed to throw themselves into a net, and their bodies shrank suddenly and threw themselves into the yang ring of the Qiankun circle one by one.

After encircling all the demons, the yang ring shook violently as if it had a full burp, and then the yin ring flipped and closed, and the double ring vibrated and contracted together, and a clear sound suddenly appeared.

Within the range of sound radiation, except for Zhang Fan himself, the others, whether it was Lin Sen, Wang Xinling, or the invincible corpse demon, were all shocked, and in an instant, they only felt as if their entire soul was about to leave their bodies.

It's just that the aftermath can be like this, and you can imagine how miserable the demons within the scope of the Qiankun circle should be.

The constriction of the yang ring alone may not be anything to the demon who does not have **, but the yin ring that specializes in the attack of the divine soul is their nemesis.

In just a moment, all the demons were annihilated in it, and with a soft roar, the Qiankun circle returned to its original size, and with a "whoosh", it re-attached Zhang Fan's right arm.

(To be continued)