The Three Evil Old Demon Reappears

Pull it~~

The fan-shaped Yinfeng turned into a hand of death, sweeping through the many monks who were relatively densely populated by lightning speed.

"ah……"

The screams pierced the sky above the Ghost Spirit Castle.

The first thing that comes to him is the major Jindan elders in front of him, who are the leaders who command many disciples of the sects.

The Jindan monk who had called on the monks before had almost no defensive shield. He screamed and his soul was scattered.

This is an attack at the soul level, and general defense magic weapons and shields can be almost ignored.

Most of the monks of the Ghost Fantasy Sect have extraordinary achievements in their souls.

However, in front of the soul killing weapon and nemesis, there was almost no power of resistance.

“Ahhhh…”

The screams continued in an instant, and no one was spared from the monks on a fan.

Plop! Plop...

Under this fan, four high-level Jindans and more than a dozen foundation-building powerhouses within the fan range were immediately killed.

The dead people had basically not suffered much damage to their bodies, and all of them died of souls.

"Ah! Run!"

“Rapid apart quickly…”

The monks who had just joined the army were so scared that they ran away and fled in all directions.

Pull it~ Pull it~

Shi Qianhan injected magic power slightly and waved the Netherworld Magic Fan continuously.

Wherever the fan-shaped light black wind passes, the soul appears so fragile that no one can struggle for a moment, and all the souls are scattered.

Moreover, Shi Qianhan didn't need to activate all his strength to use this fan. He only needed to exert 30 to 40% of the power to easily kill these golden elixir foundation-building people.

The Netherworld Magic Fan, one of the eight treasure fans in the Immortal Cultivation World, showed its divine power in the Northern Qin land after Tianlan Palace.

"stop--"

Yuan Youqing's eyes were blood red, and she roared angrily, and a flying sword with green crystal light appeared in her hand, and she "swished" it and stabbed Shi Qianhan.

He already understood that Shi Qianhan was definitely not something he and others could compete with, and he just wanted to restrain him for a moment.

"Escape quickly! All monks will withdraw to the Ghost Spirit Castle!!"

Yuan Youqing's voice spreads a hundred miles apart.

"Want to run?"

Shi Qianhan sneered and slashed out his palm, knocking the flying sword off. With a thought, hundreds of soul-devouring poisonous scorpions turned into terrifying and cold lights and rushed into the Ghost Spirit Fort.

These hundreds of soul-devouring scorpions have one quasi-transformation stage, and eight ordinary high-level scorpions.

As a rare rare beast in the world, the Soul-Devouring Heavenly Poison Scorpion has the poison that can damage the soul, which just restrains the spiritual secret technique of the Ghost Fantasy Sect.

Swish!

In addition, the Glazed Cold Crystal Snake also turned into a huge ice snake more than ten feet long, and joined the poisonous scorpions to break into the Ghost Spirit Fort.

At this moment, in the Ghost Spirit Castle, only two or three Jindan monks died, and the rest were low-level monks such as foundation-building and concentrating spirits.

If he is at the high level of the Golden Pill, he will have almost no ability to resist in front of the Scorpion King and the Lvli Cold Crystal Snake. Even a great monk at the same level will not be able to hold on for a moment.

The army of poisonous scorpions was like entering a no-man's land. Wherever they passed, there were festering corpses with purple, black hair and blue hair, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"ah!"

When one of the high-level golden elixirs was torn to pieces by the poisonous scorpion king and the last golden elixir monk was frozen by the glazed cold crystal snake, all the monks were desperate.

Even Yuan Youqing looked desperate and powerless.

This terrifying army of poisonous scorpions and the joint efforts of wild beasts will make your scalp numb even if you encounter one or two powerful Nascent Souls.

Such a large army of spirit beasts swept across a great sect of immortal cultivation in the Northern Qin land.

"The next one...it's your turn!!"

A pair of silver boots suddenly appeared under Shi Qianhan's feet. The silver light arc trembled, flashing for more than twenty feet, and instantly moved to the sky above Yuan Youqing.

Bang!

The Netherworld Fan Waves Again

Yuan Youqing was shocked, and he naturally knew the reputation of the Eight Treasure Fans.

Not buzzing~~

A purple-black bracelet appeared on his wrist, rippling with a purple aperture, intersecting with the cold shadow of the Netherworld Magic Fan.

Scream-

The purple-red bracelet shook and dimmed, and the fan-shaped light black and yin wind did not dissipate, hitting Yuan Youqing.

Yuan Youqing's eyes flashed with a faint purple light, and he groaned, and the remaining power only caused his mind to be slightly damaged and he fled in a certain direction outside the Ghost Spirit Castle.

Shi Qianhan was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that he had a soul defense magic weapon, but his attack was damaged just now.

What is even more incredible is that Yuan Youqing has extremely strong attainments in the soul level and has strong resistance in front of the Netherworld Dharma Fan.

"Now *** is destined to die here." Shi Qianhan sneered and chased after him.

Yuan Youqing was covered in purple light, and a green ghost fire lit up under her feet, like a weightless ghost, floating around, fighting and running away with Shi Qianhan.

Seeing that his body was like a ghost and had no rules, Shi Qianhan simply put away the Netherworld Magic Fan, and the silver light of the Xiangyun boots under his feet trembled rapidly, his feet were like phantoms, and they were like flat ground in the void. In a moment, they fought together.

Bang bang bang bang!!

After several rounds of battle, Yuan Youqing was defeated. He groaned and immediately fled. A blood light burst out from his feet. The ghost wind roared around him, and the green flames floated, and the speed was almost doubled.

However, Shi Qianhan could still catch up with him, "Baoba...", launching a thunder bombardment, and the black palm print frequently hit Yuan Youqing.

Yuan Youqing's injuries continued to worsen, without any intention of fighting, and she retreated step by step. Her spiritual sense swept dozens of miles away, and she angrily scolded: "Why don't you come out quickly?"

Shi Qianhan sneered, and the attack became even more rapid. If the other party had not escaped with all his life, he would have killed him without a moment of fighting head-on.

Brush!

Suddenly, a silver arc of light swept rapidly, and Shi Qianhan appeared beside Yuan Youqing like lightning.

Yuan Youqing was shocked and immediately dodged.

Shi Qianhan had expected that a black snake shadow came out of his hand, and silently entangled Yuan Youqing's body.

The Phantom Spirit Bloodsucking Snake Whip is of the grade of the top nine, and is more spiritual. Even if the enemy dodges, they can change their orientation and angle in a small range and tie them up.

Yuan Youqing's body felt numb and suddenly felt poisonous force entering his body. Not only did he feel the flow of essence and blood in his body.

He couldn't help but be shocked, his magic power surged, trying to break free from this thing.

Swish!

A silver arc of light swept.

However, Shi Qianhan appeared behind him like lightning, raised his palms, and activated the power of the essence of the demonic path. The Nine Nether Demonic Aura burst out like a torrent, and "pa" the two palms, slashing it into blood.

The devastating power of magic invaded his body and instantly shattered his internal organs.

Yuan Youqing screamed, and a purple lightning "swish" suddenly disappeared in front of him and escaped dozens of feet away.

"Huh!" Shi Qianhan exclaimed, but he didn't expect the other party to react so much.

Sigh ~

The purple lightning was transformed by Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul, and the speed was one or two times faster than that of ordinary Nascent Soul.

In the blink of an eye, the Nascent Soul escaped several miles away, as fast as lightning.

"Can you run away?" Shi Qianhan sneered repeatedly, and actually let the Nascent Soul run for a distance first.

Swish-

Suddenly, the silver light of Xiangyun boots flashed, and Shi Qianhan turned into a meteor and passed through the sky.

Flying the clouds thousands of miles away!!

In an instant, Shi Qianhan rushed ten miles away and intercepted the direction of the Yuanying escape.

Xiangyun Qianli, with Shi Qianhan's strength at this moment, he can fly for up to fifty or sixty miles, and ten miles is already the minimum lower limit range.

"ah!!"

Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul was shocked and quickly turned around and ran to another direction.

However, as soon as the Nascent Soul moved, his body suddenly stiffened, but he found that his magic power was inexplicably imprisoned.

Not only was his magic power imprisoned, but even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the surrounding areas was imprisoned.
To be continued...