Chapter 263

The token is neither gold nor wood.

I don't know what kind of material it is forged from.

The whole is black with a gloomy air.

In particular, the pattern of ghosts branded on the token makes people feel frightened after seeing this token.

Seeing Zhao Fang's plain face, Li Ru's heart sank.

Knowing that Zhao Fang didn't recognize the token, he quickly shouted, "this is a ten day hunting order for ten thousand ghosts. Once I sacrifice this order with my life and blood, you will be chased by countless ghosts and other martial artists under the martial saint. Don't mention your martial master's accomplishments, you are the emperor of martial arts. You will certainly die under such hunting!"

"Ten thousand ghosts chasing? Seriously?"

Li Ru frowned and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Just now, she vaguely saw that the person in front of her eyes was obviously excited after hearing that he would be chased by thousands of ghosts!

"What's the matter with this guy? Isn't what I said clear enough? "

Li Ru's heart sank and there was a bad feeling.

But he still hardened his head and said, "yes. I advise you to let me live. I can swear by heaven and will not retaliate against you. Otherwise, even if I die, I will take you on my back!"

"Ha ha, that's good!" Zhao Fang smiled gently.

Then, in Li Ru's shocked and even unbelievable eyes, Zhao Fang swept his fingertips and chopped at Li Ru.

Li Ru's face was very ugly. Immediately, she clenched her teeth fiercely.

But he couldn't resist. He just opened his mouth and sprayed blood essence into the token. There was a word in his mouth, "I, Li Ru, order all ghosts in the name of life and Haotian, curse this person, let him fall into ghosts forever, and don't exceed life!"

Under the traction of inexplicable formulas.

The ghost hunting order suddenly filled with a chill.

The next moment.

When the ten thousand ghost hunting order was distorted, it turned into a gluttonous big mouth filled with strange forest cold breath and directly swallowed Li Ru.

At the moment of swallowing Li Ru, the token burst into pieces, turned into a rich to extreme blood red light, and suspended on Zhao Fang's head.

"Shit, isn't this the sign of killing fame?"

Zhao Fang stared.

When he looked up at the light, he could vaguely see Li Ru's ferocious face.

"Whoever you are, you're dead this time!"

Li Ru looked at Zhao Fang with Yin pity and said in a cold voice.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to player 'Zhao Fang' for triggering the limited time survival task."

"Mission requirements: survive the ten day pursuit of ten thousand ghosts."

"Task level: A."

"Task reward: accomplishments are directly improved by one level, and the title: ten thousand ghosts do not invade."

“……”

"Unexpectedly, the task broke out. Is it a time limited task? Ha ha, I like it!"

Zhao Fang's happy eyes almost narrowed into a line.

The excitement in my heart is beyond words.

He is now a nine star Wu Zun. If he is promoted to another level, he is the strong man of Emperor Wu!

in other words.

The distance between him and the strong of Emperor Wu is only a task, only ten days!

"Hey, hey, labor and capital will survive. Thank you for paving the way!"

Zhao Fang looked at Li Ru and said with a smile.

While Zhao Fang was observing and looking at the blood colored light above his head, there was a white fog in the distance, which came quickly.

When he approached Zhao Fang for more than ten feet, the white fog surged, and a body was thrown in front of Zhao Fang.

It was the horse rock that escaped earlier!

The white fog changed into a pug and rubbed Zhao Fang's trouser legs with a lovely expression.

"Well done!" Zhao Fang praised him.

Fog beast was seriously injured and had seven levels of cultivation, but it can only play the level of six levels.

Later.

In the name of Danbao Pavilion, Zhao Fang purchased a large number of animal cores to help fog animals devour them.

The talent and magic power of fog beast is very strange!

The devoured spirit beast can be restored through fog.

Except that the level is weaker than the fog beast itself, there is no difference in combat consciousness, moves and even talent ability!

It's God's restoration!

It has swallowed hundreds of animal cores, and the strength of fog beast has recovered to the later stage of level 6. The condensed power of fog beast has also reached the middle stage of level 6.

That's right.

Zhao Fangcai dared to rest assured and let the fog beast chase Ma Yan.

Although Ma Yan is a half emperor's cultivation, he has been seriously injured and his strength is even inferior to the current fog beast. Only then can he be killed by the fog beast.

Woo woo ~

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling appeared, and the originally gloomy sky completely became dark.

As the dark wind roared, Zhao Fang vaguely felt that a powerful ghost spirit was rapidly approaching him.

"The effect of the ten day hunting order of ten thousand ghosts has been turned on!"

When Zhao Fang's eyes flashed, there was a surge of excitement.

Soon.

A vague and ferocious ghost virtual shadow came like the wind.

The ghost dressed up like a member of a mercenary regiment. Somehow, he buried his body in this desolate valley. The complaining spirits did not disperse. At the moment, he felt the call of the ten day hunting order of ten thousand ghosts, and subconsciously killed Zhao Fang.

"A ghost of Emperor Wu!"

Zhao Fang was secretly shocked. "I didn't expect that this first ghost had such power."

He didn't dare to be careless. After the first level of rage, he directly cut at the fierce ghost virtual shadow with the ten pulse divine sword.

But soon——

His eyebrows tightened.

The ten pulse divine sword, which has always been invincible, easily passed through the ghost body, but did not kill it on the spot!

"Lying in the trough, can't you?" Zhao put a silly eye.

Suddenly found that he seemed to have been misled!

Ghost spirits are not martial arts. They have no body. Although the ten pulse divine sword is powerful, its effect on ghost spirits is not obvious in martial arts.

This can kill the first-order Emperor Wu's blow, but it doesn't hurt the ghost seriously. It just makes his body tired, and the fog shadow wrapped around the spirit body is slightly dim.

The ghost spirit was hurt and sent out harsh screams. It rushed to Zhao Fang as if it had deep hatred.

Zhao Fang's eyes flashed, but he didn't play the ten pulse divine sword. When the fist front was moving, a will to sacrifice his life for the devil emerged. The sacrifice devil fist suddenly burst out of the air and suddenly exploded on the spirit body of the ghost.

The ghost spirit screamed again, and the fog shadow of the spirit body was darker and still did not dissipate.

But his breath was less than half that of the previous one, and he was obviously hit hard!

"So difficult?"

Zhao Fang's eyes coagulated, and the sacrificial magic fist burst out again.

In the roar of the ghost spirit, its spirit body suddenly burst into pieces, turned into the power of yin and evil, and dissipated heaven and earth.

Look at this scene.

Zhao Fang's face became dignified.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for ordinary Emperor Wu to stop the next punch.

But the ghost spirit of the one star Emperor Wu fell after eating the ten pulse divine sword and sacrificing his magic fist.

Its difficulty is comparable to that of some two-star Emperor Wu!

It's just one or two ghosts.

But according to what Li Ru said earlier, the ghost below the wusheng level chased Zhao Fang this time.

in other words.

The ghost spirit of Emperor Wu is not the strongest.

It is possible that there are ghosts of three-star Emperor Wu, even four-star Emperor Wu, and even seven star and eight star Emperor Wu!

Once facing this level of ghost spirit, Zhao Fang's two killing moves will be completely useless!

"Is it because I opened it in the wrong way?" Zhao Fang frowned.

But just then.

He seemed to think of something, looked up fiercely, and a dazzling light flashed in his eyes, "how can I forget it!"