Chapter 132

Zichen hall is really full of talents.

Gu fan looked at the figure holding the sword standing under the sky and couldn't help sighing. Look at that figure, from the face, the age is definitely not more than 20, but the strength has ascended the star level. Gu fan has more decades of experience and martial arts experience than others in this life, and has gained many adventures before he can be promoted to the congenital level at the age of 17. Who knows, he is not as good as these talented people who ascend the star level before they are 20 years old.

Originally, it was thought that the great sect of Yuan friars like Zichen hall had trained a hundred Li Yi, which was the strength of the whole sect. Who ever thought that there was a young master. This made Gu fan have to reevaluate the strength of these Xiuzhen faction valves.

The evil god under the sky was not afraid in the face of the thundering array. Instead, he laughed wantonly: "Han Lingfeng, with your power of only eight stars, where can you stop me?" The evil god was full of spirit and roared up to the sky, but the space behind him collapsed. What was exposed in the void was not the independent xingxuan, but the vast Milky way. In the center of the Milky way, a dazzling light group was constantly changing, which was stronger than xingxuan. It was a nebula condensed by nine xingxuan!

"Damn it, this demon broke through the bottleneck of nine stars!" When the friar of Zichen hall saw the nebula behind the evil god, he looked flustered and even a little timid.

The power of eight star Xuan is almost dead with a finger move for Gu fan, who is a congenital martial artist with one star Xuan. However, the martial artist with one Nebula power is also unequal to the opponent of eight star Xuan power! Strength is not even the difference in quantity, but the difference in quality!

"Curse seal of evil spirit, master of Yan prison!" The heretical friar yelled. The strong arms of the evil God opened left and right, and each of them stretched out a Dharma array. Suddenly, the rolling blue fire rose from the ground and ran up to his body.

The evil god's body trembled, and there were two huge dark arms. With the burning green fire, the evil god's terrible breath soared again, reaching the terrible level of the power of twelve stars!

When Gu fan saw that the evil monk summoned an evil god, he guessed that the other monk might be an expert of the ghost sect. Because ye Xuanji, the demon killing king who wrote "the treasure book of heavenly demons", was originally the deputy leader of the heavenly demons, he introduced the moves of the heavenly demons very clearly, and mentioned the evil spirit curse seal skill. After he became an evil god, he was able to use it as a magic weapon, You can lead the evil spirits of the underground hell to your own body, and incarnate them into these terrible ancient gods with great power.

"Han Lingfeng, I'll stay with your senior brothers. Remember to be careful when you go out next time!" The evil spirit laughed wildly, and the two dark arms behind him made a seal in front of him.

"Sha Sha!" The whole sky is full of flying shadows, and the ground is also shaken. This piece of land originally buried a lot of bones of fierce animals, accumulated a lot of ferocity, resentment and death. At this time, when the ghost incarnated evil god called, all of them were communicated by this strange force, and rushed into the body of the evil god like a vast ocean.

The evil spirit summoned by the ghost master was suddenly blazing with green flame. His strong arm punched Han Lingfeng in the air. A circle of green flame burst out like a new star. Other Zichen Temple disciples around Han Lingfeng, whether Shen Tian or all day, were brought to a shred by the evil fire and immediately turned to ashes, Xingxuan turned into a kind of essence and poured into the body of the evil god.

In the evil way, people have strange magic arts that devour the monk's essence and flesh. These ghost scholars especially prefer the monk's essence. After absorbing the essence of more than a dozen disciples of Zichen hall, the ghost scholar turned into a demon with an intoxicated expression on his face“ So pure vitality, should be a boy's body! How delicious That demon God finishes saying, immediately Jie Jie ground laughed.

Han Lingfeng was also hit by the fire demon. His body flew like a kite for several miles before he could escape the circle of cyan flame. At this time, his face was pale. The eight xingxuan behind him just took the ghost's move and degenerated into seven xingxuan. The gap between the two can be seen.

"Xiao Jitian!" When Han Lingfeng saw that so many of his classmates were killed by the other party, xingxuan's energy was all refined and devoured. He was afraid that there was no soul left. He just wanted to swear, but he burst into a rage and spewed out a mouthful of blood. His body shook for a moment, and he barely supported himself with his sword. He said to the ghost, "Xiao Jitian, this blood debt, I'm sure Zichen hall will ask for it from Tianmo gate! "

The ghost man named Xiao Jitian is a powerful man who incarnates as an evil god. Under his huge figure, Han Lingfeng, who has eight stars, is just like a mole ant. Behind the evil god, the Milky Way tilts down, and the stars are shining like the day. That kind of pressure is inadvertently distributed on the second floor of the whole treasure house, Even Gu fan, who was far away from Xiao Jitian, was affected by the pressure. He felt as if he was pressed by a heavy object. The power of the stars and the innate Qi were completely blocked by the pressure of Xiao Jitian.

The warrior who condenses the nebula is very different from the warrior who does not break through the shackles of the nine stars!

Xiao Jitian saw that Han Lingfeng was the only one left in Zichen hall, and the body of the demon God gradually shrunk down. In a moment, he became the image of a silver haired man in a black robe. The bloody cape and the gluttonous ornament on the right shoulder guard embellished the evil master like a gloomy ghost. Even if he put away the incarnation of the evil god and became a human, the repressive breath did not fade away.

Dressed in black, Xiao Ji looks coldly at Han Lingfeng not far away, with disdain and pity in his eyes“ Han Lingfeng, I'll let you go this time. I'm not afraid of the elders in Zichen hall. " He said in his voice, "lest you say that I deceive you with the power of a nebula. Also, I warn you, don't be conceited! " The corner of his mouth raised slightly and said in a sarcastic tone: "you Zichen palace only has a hundred Li Yi guy who can compare with me. As for you, it's too far away!" When he heard the word "Bai Li Yi", Han Lingfeng's face changed. He covered his chest with one hand, bit his teeth and didn't speak“ Well, I'm sure Xiao Jitian has the elixir of immortality in the treasure house of the emperor of heaven. Now go away, soft footed shrimp Xiao Jitian's breath came out in an instant. In order to stop the huge breath, Han Lingfeng had to step back several tens of feet. Han Lingfeng saw Xiao Jitian go away with three or five disciples of the demon sect from a distance. It seemed that he wanted to catch up. But thinking of the terrible gap between himself and Xiao Jitian, he had to sigh, turn around and fly to the first floor of the treasure house.