"The body refining technique is really powerful... If I escape light faster, if my body refining technique is stronger, it will not be difficult to kill Bai Feiteng with one sword... Is this the fighting method of ancient gods and demons!"

Ning Fan's eyes flashed with heat. In the memories of ancient times, there are many gods and demons who transformed themselves into thousands of feet and destroyed a cave star with one punch!

After putting away the Dharma Appearance, Ning Fan breathed out gently, put away the giant sword, opened his mouth again, and sprayed out the flying sword in the form of starlight.

He looked at Bai Zun calmly, and Bai Zun, with a gloomy face and a hint of instinctive fear, took half a step back.

I'm scared... The fight where the swords and swords touched each other and the magic was broken with force made Bai Feiteng and scared!

He silently recited the incantation, swept away the fear in his heart, and returned to his usual cold and arrogant expression.

"I still have the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, I also have the 'Purple Hate Frost', and I have used the Illusion-Breaking Pearl. If he can no longer use the Body Refining Technique to become invisible and bully me, I will not lose!"

Bai Zun's face once again showed pride and confidence, although it was actually much weaker than before. In Ning Fan's eyes, for the first time, he paid some attention to Bai Zun.

No matter what his cultivation level is, this person is after all an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, but his state of mind is extremely stable. And if I am the only one who is not as good as Bai Feiteng, I am afraid it is my state of mind...the inner demon...himself

The inner demon has not been slain, and the golden elixir has not yet been formed. In terms of state of mind, Bai Zun is finally missing.

However, the battle of skills is not about comparing the weak points, but the strong points! Use your strongest skills to spell out a result. Ordinary people are ignorant and have learned everything from "Poetry", "Books", "Li" and "Yi". As a result, they can

Be proficient in a few things and use them later.

Faintly, Ning Fan's mood improved again, and the previous worries about his own strength were swept away.

"I am strong if I can kill the enemy! Even though my state of mind is not as good as his, my skills are not as good as his, and my age is not as good as his!"

Ning Fan's vision changed and his state of mind improved. The Fusion Soul cultivator didn't know why, but the Jindan cultivators all knew that this was a sign of a breakthrough in his state of mind.

This boy actually managed to break through his state of mind during the battle... This boy's qualifications are comparable to those of a monster!

Only Bai Feiteng wrinkled his eyelids and seemed to have returned to his previous mood. He couldn't stand Ning Fan's grandstanding.

"Mysterious! This time, I won't give you the chance to use the body refining technique...I will let you know the horror of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner!"

His face darkened, he patted his storage bag, and took out a blood-red soul flag. It was gleaming with brilliance and full of evil energy, and came towards his face. There was a ghostly cry on it. I really don't know how many people Bai Zun killed in his life and collected all the souls.

Within the flag.

As soon as this soul flag came out, countless old monsters stared at him... Bai Zun actually used the most powerful magic weapon, the Ten Thousand Soul Flags, in the second encounter! Facing a young spirit-melting junior, he actually used all his methods!

Then, Bai Feiteng's old face hesitated slightly, and immediately took out a black heavy armor and put it on his body.

"This is... the spiritual equipment of the peak level of Jinxuan, Xuan Heavy Armor! The effect is that it can defend against the full attack of the monks in the middle stage of Jinxuan..."

Each of the old monsters shrank their eyes, especially Bai Zun's old enemy, Elder Songfeng, who clenched his fists and looked deeply.

"Old man Bai, you actually still have this spiritual equipment... If you had this thing in the decisive battle back then, I would have been defeated by you... You really, secretly hide it..."

After taking out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and Xuan Heavy Armor, Bai Feiteng's heart finally calmed down. This was his trump card. He had already put his face on it and used it. If he still couldn't beat Ning Fan...he could really find a piece of tofu.

Killed!

He looked at Ning Fan with a sneer, but he did not see the expected look of fear in Ning Fan's eyes.

Ning Fan's eyes only glanced at Bai Zun's two magic weapons, showing disdain.

"The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls... This banner is sacrificed with the blood of thousands of souls. Once the Ten Thousand Souls come out, it will be difficult for the late Jinxuan monks to compete... But it is easy to break it! Xuan Heavy Armor... What a turtle shell, Jinxuan Peak

His spiritual equipment is only one step away from Yu Xuan... What a pity, it is not difficult to break it!"

In Ning Fan's eyes, there was no sense of fighting, no tension, just calmness. Wang Yao could give him crisis and tension, but Bai Zun was not enough.

"It's still too late for you to end now..."

Ning Fan's tone was indifferent, but in Bai Zun's ears, he was undoubtedly the butt of a big joke.

"What will happen? I have already used my magic weapon in my trump card, and it is ridiculous that I still want to end up with nothing! Without the physical refining technique, you are nothing!"

Bai Feiteng waved the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, and countless ghosts with empty eye sockets and bleeding mouths gathered together like dark clouds, crying gloomily, and floated towards Ning Fan one after another.

The strength of each of these ghosts is only at the seventh level of Pulse Pulse. It is easy to kill a single one of the soul-melting monks and golden elixir monks... But the characteristic of this soul flag is that it can be killed inexhaustibly and inexhaustibly!

Tens of thousands of ants can bite an elephant to death. Tens of thousands of ghosts can devour the bodies of immortals and Buddhas! Ning Fan will be in danger if he does not destroy his main soul...

In the Soul Banner Refining, there is a main soul that controls all the divided souls, which is the soul banner of a high level. Although Lu Ziqiao's Soul Refining Banner has many souls, it lacks a powerful main soul, and its actual power is far inferior to the White Feiteng Banner.

The main soul is immortal, and the divided souls are endless... This is the real difficulty of the soul banner, and it will consume you to death.

And with all the souls coming out, you can't find out in a short time which soul is the hidden main soul. It's even possible that the main soul is hiding in the flag at all.

The old monsters outside the field were all numb as they watched the howls of the souls. The soul-refining monks were the most difficult to deal with, and the body-seizing monks were the most difficult to kill... And the soul-refining monks became more powerful towards the end.

.One hundred thousand soul flags, one million soul flags, tens of millions of soul flags, and...one billion soul flags!

The more souls there are, the more the soul flags will change and become more powerful. However, there must be too many killing sacrifice flags...

"You don't need to look at this kid..." Elder Songfeng closed his eyes and frowned. He had suffered a big loss under the Bai Zun Soul Banner, so naturally he didn't think highly of Ning Fan.

"As expected of Bai Zun...this soul flag is invincible among those in the middle stage of the Golden Core!" Lu Ziqiao, who was already a disciple of the deacon, showed a fiery expression. He was arrogant, but he still admired Bai Zun extremely.

But immediately, the screams of ghosts came one after another, making Songfeng open his eyes in disbelief, staring at the battlefield with his old eyes!

But I saw that Ning Fan didn't avoid the ghost at all, and even didn't even look for the main soul.

With just a flick of the finger, the Zhanli Sword turned into endless starlight and disappeared in a flash, and immediately, one by one, the ghosts began to burn for no reason.

In an instant, half of the ten thousand remnant souls were burned... Ordinary ghosts were still at a loss, just instinctively afraid, and among them, an inconspicuous soul of a child in red looked at the Ten Thousand Soul Flag with horrified eyes.

Then he ran away.

This boy is the main soul. Because he is the only soul that retains spirituality!

"Destroy!"

Ning Fan had sharp eyes and quick hands. He cut away with one finger and the flying sword dodged and dodged. The boy was hit by the shadow of the sword and his soul was extinguished.

As the main soul was destroyed, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in Bai Zun's hand emitted a mournful sound as a magic weapon, suddenly filled with countless cracks, and the ghosts began to explode one after another, turning into soul power and returning to the banner.

The Ten Thousand Soul Banner also lost its power greatly!

"No, no! My Ten Thousand Soul Banner, Ning Fan, you are going too far! 'Icy Sun Pendant'!"

Bai Feiteng put away the Ten Thousand Souls Flag fiercely, and purple light appeared in his eyes!

But he saw his hands performing magic tricks, and the sky was filled with awe-inspiring coldness, and a huge sun hundreds of feet tall formed in an instant!

But this sun is made of ice, and it is still purple and cold...

"Mid-grade pill-level spell... Ice Sun Pendant! Isn't this technique the proud skill of old monster Yangqing... Rumor has it that old monster Yangqing was killed by his enemy a hundred years ago, and the whereabouts of this technique are unknown... It turns out that the killer

The one who died so strangely was actually Bai Zun!"

"This purple energy...is the fourth-grade cold energy, Ziyan Frost!"

Facing this technique, Ning Fan felt a sense of oppression in his heart for the first time, even if it was only a small one.

With a sharp look in his eyes, he knew that if he wanted to break this ice sun, he might have to use the black magic flame.

"With the fire of dragon whirlpool, the second turn... it is not difficult to break this ice sun..."

Ning Fan's eyes moved, and he was about to perform the spell, but he suddenly heard that the mysterious woman who had been sleeping for a long time in the dantian, in the yin and yang lock, said in surprise.

"This is... Ziyan Frost! Ning Fan, take this thing away. This thing will be of great use to my sister!"

"Take it away? I have a lot of confidence in breaking this frost, but taking it away... Do you think I am really a master of Nascent Soul, able to take something from Bai Feiteng's hand..." Ning Fan smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Please...this thing is really important to my sister..." The mysterious woman, with a respected identity, begged Ning Fan for the first time.

"That's... that's all, I'll help you, but how can I snatch..." Ning Fan's heart softened. This woman had saved him in danger several times. Since this woman begged him, how could he refuse?

If the mysterious woman has no other choice, then just go and grab it yourself... Even if her trump card is revealed, it doesn't matter. Once the trump card is revealed, it will be easy to take away the frost!

"No need to go to so much trouble...Sister has a way to suck away this frost and break this spell...All you need to do is rush into the ice sun..."

Rush into the ice sun!

Ning Fan raised his eyelids and saw that this was a mid-level pill-level spell, and it was cast with the fourth-grade cold energy. The fourth-grade cold energy was only a hair away from the frost-like cold energy...

Should I trust this woman and put myself at risk...

"Please..."

"Just this once!"

Ning Fan's eyes showed determination. If he rushed into the ice sun and saw that something was not going well, he would use the Mind Guard Technique.
Chapter completed!