Chapter 2626

Boom!

Boom!

In the mountains, one man and one beast fight fiercely.

After counting, the boy wielded his sword, beheaded the beast and went away with the sword.

A moment later.

An old man in a mysterious robe appeared.

Looking at the fallen Jiupin cloud beast, his face was gloomy, "the eighth head, what the hell is that boy doing?"

The old man is the ghost boy who chased Zhao into the cloud beast mountain.

He thought Zhao Fang would hide in the mountains and not appear.

But to his surprise.

Instead of hiding, Zhao Fang fought the Jiupin cloud beast in the mountains.

And there was a great noise.

But by the time he arrived, the battle had begun!

Only the body of a cloud beast was left.

After several times in succession, he couldn't understand Zhao Fang's intention.

"Is he fighting to support the war, or is he going to provoke all the cloud beasts in the cloud beast mountain and drive the tiger and swallow the wolf?"

The ghost boy's eyes twinkled, "the former is not very similar. There is a big gap between his cultivation and mine. Even if he has been raised for a hundred years, it is difficult to level it. If the latter, it can only show that the guy is poor!"

With a sneer, the ghost boy heard the roar of the fight again.

He didn't stop. His body flashed and disappeared in place.

Bang.

Another Jiupin cloud beast fell dead.

Zhao let out a sigh, "the twelfth head."

Looking at his own Xianli progress bar, a smile appeared on his cold and solemn face.

Boom ~

An unusually strong breath approached.

"Old thing, like a brown sugar."

Zhao Fang smiled coldly, spread his wings and went away in an instant.

Both sides pursued and fled.

It lasted half an hour.

When the ghost boy was going crazy, he suddenly found that Zhao Fang's breath stopped moving and stopped in place.

"Huh?"

The ghost boy was stunned.

Immediately ecstatic, tear away the speed and catch up.

When he arrived, he found Zhao Fangzheng standing on the back of a dead Jiupin cloud beast, waiting for his arrival.

"Little boy, you finally accept your fate?" the ghost boy Jie ran sneered, looked around and suspected that Zhao Fang had an ambush.

"Hehe, your strength to cross the border is running out."

Zhao Fang said nothing but made the ghost boy look cold.

"It seems that I'm right. How can you kill me if you don't have the strength to cross the border?"

Zhao Fang joked.

"Even if you don't have the cultivation of crossing the robbed territory, killing you is just a matter between our fingers."

The ghost boy smiled grimly.

"Really? Show me your finger." Zhao Fang smiled coldly.

"As you wish!"

The dark ghost child's body surface is surrounded by a black wind. It is the black annihilation that extinguishes the vigorous wind.

Gangfeng blessed the speed of the ghost boy and made him appear on Zhao Fang's side in an instant.

"You really hide your strength!"

Zhao Fang was not surprised. He looked like he had expected. When the Yin and Yang wings fanned and his body retreated, he directly sent the ghost child a sword.

"Boy, you really don't have a long memory. This sword can't hurt me."

Gang Feng tore the sword Qi and killed Zhao Fang with an unstoppable posture.

"Really? Look again, what about this move!"

Zhao Fang flexed his fingers and a breath of broken stars burst out from his fingertips. In a terrible posture, he collided with the black annihilation Gang wind.

Boom ~

The vigorous wind and finger strength collided with each other madly, and bursts of terrible power erupted.

In an instant, huge trees thousands of feet around were torn apart by two forces and turned into powder.

Including a hill.

When the storm subsided, the field was full of ruins, as if it had experienced an extremely tragic war.

Zhao Fang and Youming ghost boy stood at both ends.

Among them, there was a huge pit that could not see the bottom. It was caused by the combination of vigorous wind and finger strength.

A startled look flashed in the ghost boy's eyes: "what kind of magic are you? Can you resist my attack of black annihilation and silent Gang wind?"

"Kill your magic!"

Zhao Fang's tone was flat. "Your realm has slipped!"

Without Zhao Fang's reminding, the ghost boy naturally knows his own situation clearly.

The blow just now almost emptied the strength he had accumulated for many years, and the realm has fallen to the peak.

Even so, if an ordinary monk meets him, he will die!

"This temple said that even if you are in the top territory, killing you is like killing chickens and dogs!"

"You're talking about me who won the double!"

"Is there a difference?"

"Of course!"

After that, Zhao Fang's breath rose sharply. In the incredible eyes of the ghost boy, he rose from the top two to the top four.

"This, this..."

Rao is the ghost child of the nether world. He has lived for countless years and is well-informed. He is also surprised by this scene in front of him.

If you count the previous, Zhao Fang was promoted three levels in less than an hour.

If you put it on some low-level friars, he may be able to understand, but this is the highest realm!

It often takes thousands of years to improve a small realm to win the world. In this way, even a teenager breaks the record repeatedly?

"Now?" Zhao Fang, who was promoted to the top four and had full strength, looked coldly at the ghost boy.

He killed countless strong people of the nether family and went all the way to the cloud beast mountain. After killing more than ten cloud beasts in the cloud beast mountain, which was comparable to the boss level cloud beasts in the later stage, he finally pushed his cultivation to the fourth level.

of course.

This is the limit.

If you want to ascend again, unless you kill all the cloud beasts in the whole cloud beast mountain.

Because after his cultivation promotion, he can't get too much immortal power value to kill ordinary Jiupin cloud beasts!

"Little boy, although I don't know how you can forcibly improve your strength, even if you win the quadruple, if the temple wants to kill you, you can't live!"

Youming ghost boy is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for countless years. His mind is extremely tough. He calms down in the blink of an eye.

"Really?"

Zhao Fang did not refute.

But Youming ghost boy was frightened by Zhao Fang.

Just now I said these two words. My cultivation has been improved from double to quadruple. Now I say, is there anything fishy?

"You are very lucky to see my magic heart first regret!"

There are thirteen levels in the fighting devil atlas. The first level is no regret, and the second level is initial regret.

Although there is only one word difference, the improvement of combat effectiveness is more than several times.

With the second level of fighting demons alone, Zhao Fang can challenge the monk who won the Ninth level.

The rolling magic gas, like countless tentacles that could not be captured, swayed and soared behind Zhao Fang. The magnificent war spirit contained in the magic gas made the ghost boy tremble in his heart.

"Are you the devil?"

"Is this important?" the cold voice sounded in the ghost boy's ear.

The ghost boy's face changed wildly. Unexpectedly, after his cultivation was improved, Zhao Fang's speed became so amazing that he didn't notice it at all.

His body retreated rapidly, but he suddenly felt a pain in his chest. A magic gun solidified by pure magic gas was inserted into his chest at some time!