Chapter 118: Talk again, life and death confrontation

The fat ghost was frightened and angry, and his whole face was blown open, and his whole body was trembling. I don’t know if it was due to the rebound of toxicity or the extreme anger.

As a strong man in the foundation-building stage, standing at the commanding heights of a low-level cultivator, he was repeatedly plotted by Xiao Maotou in the early stage of Qi refining and suffered such a great loss. Even the "Xuanyin Demonic Skill" that he had practiced for many years failed.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a red sword cloud led to the roar of thunder and lightning, and in the blink of an eye, the power of thunder and fire suddenly burst out.

Fat Ghost Dao had no time to sacrifice magic weapons or manipulate zombies, his face darkened, and a gray light condensed in his hands, which was struck by the flying sword containing the power of thunder and fire.

With a "bang", the dazzling fire and the raging lightning burst open, drowning the fat ghost path in it.

This time, the fat ghost path was defensive, and the spiritual energy on his body formed a thick defensive shield as if it were solid. The body took a few steps back and then stabilized.

Hu Fei's power-calculating attack did not break his defense!

However, in a hurry, Fat Guidao still suffered some skin injuries.

After the fat ghost realization came to his senses, the zombie in the Foundation Establishment Stage immediately counterattacked, accompanied by a powerful corpse energy, killing Hu Fei.

Dingding!

Although Hu Fei's spiritual weapon attack contained the power of thunder and fire, it could only leave some burn marks on the zombies in the foundation-building stage, causing the zombie to be crazy. With a "huh", it rushed to Hu Fei like lightning. The speed was definitely not comparable to that of a cultivator in the Concentration Stage.

Bang!

Hu Fei had difficulty dodging, and he held a spiritual weapon to block it. His body was knocked away like a ball. He hit the stone wall hard, and a large piece of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph...boy! Where to run!"

The fat ghost Taoist stared at Yang Fan who was escaping into the hall at first glance.

His hatred of Yang Fan has reached its peak, how can he let this person go?

It was a forced matter for Yang Fan to retreat to the hall. When the Fat Ghost Dao showed his true strength in the Foundation Establishment Stage, all wisdom seemed so insignificant.

Fortunately, the Fat Ghost Dao had to differentiate six levels of mana to suppress the severe poison and injuries in the body.

After entering the hall, the spiritual consciousness and senses of ordinary monks are greatly controlled here, even the Fat Ghost Way is no exception. However, Yang Fan can see through everything in the entire hall in the omniscient mode.

This is a terrain environment that is extremely beneficial to him, so how can I not use it?

Besides, in this hall, Yang Fan still has a killer weapon that he will never use unless he has to...

Huh ~

Seeing that the fat ghost was about to chase into the hall, Yang Fan's nerves also collapsed to the extreme.

Success and failure are between this move!

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and Yang Fan sacrificed the only three second-level talismans in the storage bag.

Swallowing!

The talisman turned into three giant flaming snakes about meter long, carrying the rolling heat waves, submerging the entire entrance of the hall. The three powerful fire snakes tangled together, creating a good momentum and shot towards the fat ghost path.

For a moment, the spiritual energy fluctuated violently.

The second-level talisman is as powerful as the magic attacks of monks in the Concentration Stage. Three second-level talismans explode together, and even the fat ghost path in the Foundation Establishment Stage cannot be ignored. After all, he can only exert the fourth level of magic power.

The fat ghost retreated back, his pupils slightly shrank, and he sacrificed a black flag about a foot long, and reached out and waved it lightly.

Huh ~

A powerful black yin wind burst out from the flag, just sweeping away three fire snakes with swelling flames. As they collided, they made a "hissing" sound, and the spiritual energy fluctuated continuously. The black yin wind immediately gained the upper hand, swallowing the three fire snakes in a moment.

Yang Fan took advantage of this opportunity to make some arrangements and retreated to the interior of the dark hall.

After easily annihilated the three fire snakes, the fat ghost sneered, walked into the hall, and approached step by step.

He wanted to see what other means Yang Fan had.

With the huge gap between strength and level, he didn't believe that the other party could turn the tables.

As soon as the Fat Ghost Dao reached the entrance, he immediately felt a little strange.

Suddenly, a wave of spiritual energy appeared above his head, and a blue light burst into bloom. An indescribable pressure hit him, suffocating his breath, his body couldn't help but pause, and even his soul was oppressed.

"not good!"

The Fat Ghost Dao's expression changed drastically. In the midst of lightning, he raised the black flag in his hand, injected his strong magic power, and faced his head.

boom!

I saw a huge blue brick about meter long appeared out of thin air, with dazzling light and a simple and heavy aura, smashing down like thunder.

Under such a mighty power, the entire space area seemed to tremble.

Bang-

The black flag fought with the huge blue brick, and the shocking power and heavy pressure made the fat ghost's blood swell and almost fainted.

The black flag in his hand is just a spiritual weapon that is biased towards magic attacks. It lacks melee ability. How to fight against the huge blue brick, the gravity magic weapon. Moreover, in terms of level, the blue brick is not inferior to the spiritual weapon in his hand. If it weren't for the deep magic power, the attack just now would be enough to smash it into a meat pie.

"You, you..."

The fat ghost's face turned red and he stared at Yang Fan tightly, looking in disbelief. At the same time, the poison suppressed in his body also had a faint rebound trend, and he could not remove the extra mana.

Yang Fan stood several feet away, and a great spiritual pressure surged from his body, and continued to inject magic into the blue bricks, with a ferocious look on his face.

At this moment, he was not a rookie in the early stage of Qi refining, but an elite monk who has perfect Qi refining.

"This...how is this possible..."

The fat ghost path was firmly supported, looking at Yang Fan with a terrifying look.

"This boy is actually a cultivator who has perfected Qi Refining... But how could he control spiritual weapons above the level?"

Fat Ghost Dao still couldn't figure it out because controlling spiritual weapons requires at least the cultivation level of the mind concentration stage.

The next moment, a powerful spiritual pressure surged on Yang Fan's body, and it surged like a tide, causing his momentum to rise a little further.

"This pressure..."

Fat Ghost Dao's heart burst, and his face suddenly became ashamed, and he suddenly understood... No wonder this boy was able to refine and control the spirit weapon. It turned out that his soul realm had reached the Great Perfection of the Concentration Period.

However, from the beginning to the end, Fat Ghost Dao only believed that Yang Fan was a cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining and a pharmacist with insufficient combat power.

This is also the consequence of underestimating the enemy!

Buzz ~

The huge blue bricks shine with a brilliant light, simple and heavy, suppressing the person and weapon below.

The fat ghost's face turned red as blood, gritted his teeth, unable to move, and could only support him tightly and continuously injected mana into the spiritual weapon.

Once there is any distraction, he may be crushed into a meat pie by the huge blue brick.

Now he only wants Yang Fan to lose his magic power. He can control such heavy magic weapons, and his magic power consumption is absolutely huge. With the magic power of Qi Refining Great Perfection, it will definitely not be able to support four or five breaths.

As long as you wait until then, Fat Ghost Dao can take advantage of the situation to fight back. Whether it is recalling the outer foundation-building zombies or using other magic weapons and magic, killing this son is easy.

Yang Fan's face was a bit ferocious, but his eyes showed a calmness and calmness. In a short period of time, there seemed to be no sign of his power.

One of his hands slightly raised, and the magic tricks were repeated, flashing with a hint of emerald light, and continued to inject mana into the green bricks.

The other hand was placed behind his back, as if he was holding something, and it was in the dark hall, and it was hard to see it.

"This step is finally successful, there is no need to use the last killer weapon in the hall..."

He breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little calm.

Thinking about it now, the arrangement just now was really thrilling and lucky...

It turned out that Yang Fan was hiding the blue bricks in the void at the entrance of the hall while fighting with the fat ghost path, creating powerful spiritual fluctuations.

On the surface of this blue brick, it is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, but in fact it is one of the parts of Jinhongmen Mountain Magical Weapons. It can attack and defend, and has extremely powerful power. What is more worth mentioning is that this object can still be hidden in the void, and only at the moment of attack will there be signs.

Of course, Yang Fan was able to successfully arrange this move and conceal the fat ghost path, which was also closely related to the advantage of the territorial advantages of hindering the spiritual consciousness and senses of the monks in the hall.

Bang bang bang...

Just as the two of them were struggling to confront each other and each had ulterior motives, there were loud fighting sounds on the outer layer of the tomb.

Hu Fei's roar and shout came from the outer layer of the tomb.

Fat Ghost Dao was shocked: "This boy is actually a monster. He doesn't know what secrets he is hidden in his body. He can actually hold on to the attack of the foundation-building zombies for a moment, listen to his momentum, and there is a tendency to become more and more fierce in the battle..."

He also complained secretly, why did he choose these two people when he entered the tomb before?

These two are completely two freaks!

The former endured to the extreme, and conspired and poisonous schemes and trump cards continued, which made him say repeatedly; the latter was a lunatic, not afraid of heaven or earth, and there was a force hidden in his body that was taboo.

Of course, he had his own considerations when choosing these two people before. Hu Fei possessed the power of thunder and lightning, which could help him deal with ghosts and other aliens in the tomb; Yang Fan was a pharmacist with extraordinary medical skills, and gave Fat Ghost Dao several "anti-drugs" to restrain the residual poison, but it made him feel a little uneasy.

Fat Ghost Dao never expected that these two men would become existences in the tomb that could threaten his life.

"Come in and help me kill him!"

Yang Fan still had the spare energy to roar to the outer layer of the tomb.

As long as Hu Fei can rush to the entrance of the hall and give a random blow to the fat ghost behind him, it will be enough to change the current stalemate.
To be continued...