When they saw the visitor, the three of them were shocked and there was an indescribable bitterness in their screams, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of retreat in their hearts.

Perhaps seeing their plans, Gui Xiu smiled grimly and said, "Hehe, since he is here, let's all give it to me!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and stretched out his hand as thin as a chicken's claws, and suddenly pointed out his fingers.

In an instant, it seemed as if a stone was thrown into the calm water surface, and the clouds and fog in the sky fluctuated violently, and instantly gathered at the tip of his fingers into a black spear about meter long. Then it took off the flashlight and shot out.

Accompanied by the howling sound of cracks, the black spear suddenly stabbed Zhang Fan and others.

Almost subconsciously, before the spear was coming, the three of them made avoidance actions and sounds. They hugged Yingning and rolled away with a lazy donkey.

Lin Sen's reaction was not slow either. A touch of green light suddenly appeared on his toes, as if a new bamboo shoot broke through the ground. A full of vitality rose from the ground and sent him lightly to the rear.

Compared with his elegant and elegant movements, Zhang Fan's response was much stronger. He stomped his feet and stomped his feet. A red cloud suddenly rose and the explosive power suddenly appeared when he contracted violently.

Facing the attack of the foundation-building seniors, it is natural to avoid it. Can't we take it forward? The three of them thought so, and the enemy on the other side were the same. Therefore, they no longer paid attention to it after one attack. Instead, their sleeves opened and exposed two of the blue-gray arms. As they danced, they felt like black air radiating out from it.

At this moment, the opponent's attack was still brewing while the victory was still pursuing. Zhang Fan made half of his avoidance move, and suddenly condensed and stopped.

All thoughts flashed through the sea of ​​flying thoughts. A cold light flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes. When the black spear was only about a foot away, he suddenly fought back.

The arms stretched out, like a white crane flapping its wings and an eagle striking its sky. The sleeves were wrapped around the arms and turned into afterimages, and the black fire and golden light alternated. In a trance, the arms extended, as if a bird of prey shook its feathers and flapping its wings.

The crow cries suddenly resounded.

Fire feathers all over the sky suddenly appeared, like arrows leaving the strings, cutting through all obstacles and shooting against the black spear.

The square is single and solid, and the side is scattered and sharp. The collision between the fire feathers and the spear is unexpected.

As if it had been agreed, just as the black spear consumed its last power and dissipated, the fire feathers that were ruthless like wind swept over the broken clouds also stopped afterwards.

The warriors in the field were stunned, and the ghost cultivator was like this. Lin Sen and Wang Xinling were the same.

The former did not expect that Zhang Fan would dare to resist even though he knew that he was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage; the latter was surprised that the two of them had evenly matched the attack.

Among the people, only Zhang Fan was not surprised to see this result, but instead showed a look of pride.

Then, he did not continue to do it immediately. Instead, he asked with a smile: "Dare you ask what is the name of this senior?"

The ghost shadow was stunned when he heard this, and the yin demon energy continued to escaping from his arms. It melted with the yin energy around it and turned into ghost faces, twisting and roaring.

Although he didn't know why the other party suddenly became interested in chatting, he was happy to delay time, so he said in a gloomy and hoarse voice: "You call me the Soul Lord."

"Why does the little baby want to surrender? There are naturally endless benefits to joining me, so consider it!"

His voice sounded nothing at first. His words seemed stiff and without ups and downs as if his entire vocal cords had been frozen.

"Haha, it's such a big joke to fall in love with you." Zhang Fan laughed wildly.

"If you are really a ghost cultivator in the foundation-building stage, I, Zhang Fan, may be really afraid of you and will retreat, but" he paused, looked at the increasingly dark face of the Soul Lord with a sarcastic look, and then continued: "But you, a mere corpse demon, dare to speak out loud and ask me to surrender. I am really overestimating your ability."

"Corpse Period"

As soon as these words came out, the yin energy around the Soul Lord seemed to have been stimulated and suddenly shaking violently.

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

The corpse demon is a kind of zombie. It is a monster that is born after a long period of yin energy.

In theory, this soul master actually meets all the conditions of the corpse demon. The reason why he didn't think about it before was that although the corpse demon was reborn from the corpse of a monk, he did not have all the memory skills and magical powers he had during his lifetime, and he would not even have spiritual wisdom. He had to practice until he reached the realm of the corpse king, which was equivalent to the master of the elixir of a human monk, he could have wisdom like an ordinary person.

The corpse demon in front of him is obviously not like this. His cultivation level is at most only at the Foundation Establishment Stage. And judging from his fight with Zhang Fan, I am afraid that this Foundation Establishment Stage is still a little bit watery, so it is naturally impossible to be at the level of the Corpse King.

But he not only had no problem with the answer, but also used the eight magical instruments and copper pillars to create a fairyland-like scenery. Obviously, he was not only intelligent, but also like a normal human cultivator. Therefore, when he first met, everyone would recognize him as a ghost cultivator.

The so-called ghost cultivators are monks who give up the human body and practice ghost martial arts. Although they become neither human nor ghost, when it comes to supernatural powers, they are three points stronger than ordinary human cultivators. If not, they would not have been.

Now that Zhang Fan pointed it out, they paid attention to some details of the appearance of the Soul Lord, and then suddenly realized it.

At this time, the yin energy around the Soul Lord that had been fluctuating violently suddenly stabilized, revealing his hidden face.

He said sinisterly: "So what about the corpse demon? Can you do anything to me?"

There was a sense of sadness and anger inside and outside. Then he seemed to have been stabbed to the pain, and he suddenly roared to the sky.

"Ao"

It was like a tiger's roar and a strange disaster, like a wolf's howl, but desolate. With the sound of roar, the corpse energy in the sky suddenly scattered, as if some disguise had been removed. His body suddenly rose up, and the sound of "crackling" joints sounded. The ones that appeared in front of Zhang Fan and others were no longer human-shaped, but a monster about ten feet high.

The miserable white hair was constantly pulled out from his head and dragged to the soles of his feet in an instant. The canine teeth were exposed as if they wanted to choose someone, and their nails were pitch black and slender like the roots of an old tree. "As long as the skin exposed outside was covered with blue-purple markings, and a strong rotten smell dissipated, which was so frightening to vomit.

This is the true appearance of the corpse demon.

Seeing that the Soul Lord showed this appearance, Zhang Fan was stunned at first, then shook his head indifferently, and said, "Senior Soul Lord, I have something to do with you, don't you know whether you should ask?"

"Hmph, I still want to show off my verbal advantage when I die!" After turning into the true form of a corpse demon, the Soul Lord seemed to become more irritable. As he spoke, a wave of his nails, and a wind blade flew out from his hands, slashing straight towards Zhang Fan's face.

He flashed slightly and Zhang Fan continued to say indifferently; "What I want to ask is, why should the cultivation level of the previous generation in the foundation-building stage drive those ghosts and younger generations to make things difficult for them?"

"Why not, just crush me to death! Could it be that, you are afraid, are you?"

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

Lin Sen and others immediately understood that he was the heart of the two of them. The corpse demon showed his cultivation level in the Foundation Establishment Stage before, and it was impossible for them to hide it. If they did not give them confidence, if they escaped at the critical moment, Zhang Fan and others would face the danger of being attacked.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fan, who blocked the last loophole, suddenly shook his feet, stepped on a cloud of fire and rose into the air, and shouted loudly:

"Do it!"

But it was not them who started the fight first. It was the corpse demon who was angry to the extreme.

Ten long nails of his hands suddenly bounced up and stretched straight, like a sharp sword. Then, a cloak-like danced, and a black luster suddenly appeared at the tip of his nails, and a grimaceful devil composed of the yin demon energy beside him.

I don't know what magical power this is, but after these fingernails, the demons who were still confused and had a ferocious face seemed to be fed with chicken blood. They all roared excitedly and rushed towards Zhang Fan in the air.

Just a few feet away, we rushed to it.

The demon who came close to him seemed to have eaten the rich yin energy around him, and suddenly expanded. The bloody mouths alone were enough to swallow ordinary people without any more.

Faced with these huge demons who were trying to cover the sky and the sun, Zhang Fan did not show any panic. He just curled his lips disdainfully, his right arm trembled slightly, and a ray of light of mixed yin and yang flew out in vain.

Kun Circle!

This spiritual weapon that has never had the chance to truly fight the enemy after refining has finally revealed its strength on these demons.

During the process of lightning, the Qiankun circle grew in the wind, and in an instant it turned into a huge circle about a meter-sized distance, and two connected huge circles came to meet it.

Even though it became this size, it was still small and not very eye-catching compared to the demons coming inside. But strangely, once it was touched, the demons with fangs and claws seemed to fall into the net, and their bodies suddenly shrank and threw themselves into the yang ring of the Qiankun Circle.

After circling all the demons, Yang Huan shook violently as if she had burped, then the Yin Huan flipped and overlapped, and the double Huans trembled and contracted, and a clear and slight sound suddenly appeared.

Within the range of the sound, except for Zhang Fan himself, others, whether it was Lin Sen, Wang Xinling, or the arrogant corpse demons, all of them were shocked. In an instant, they felt as if their entire soul was about to be shaken away.

Just the aftermath can be like this, and you can imagine how miserable the devils within the Qiankun Circle should be.

The shock and shrinkage of the sun ring alone may not be anything to the devil without **, but the Yin ring that specializes in the attack of the soul is their nemesis.

But in a moment, all the demons were destroyed and trembled softly. The Qiankun Circle returned to its original size, and once again put on Zhang Fan's right arm.

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