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If it is said that one does not want to be sanctified, it is naturally impossible.
After all, only those who are strong enough can protect themselves.
It's just that Bu Feifan really doesn't like the five-hundred ghost formula that the ghost king has boasted about.
Perhaps this skill is one of the top skills in the world, and everyone is chasing after it, but it seems a bit tasteless in Bu Feifan's hands.
After all, Bu Feifei has a system in his body and is a Confucianism cultivator. As long as he has the solid ban of experience points, he will not be able to practice additionally.
Besides, this formula of dividing ghosts into five souls is not a masterpiece, and has many flaws. Although it is not complicated to practice according to his tone, the result is that he has become this kind of ghost.
Not only did he become the five ghosts, but he also had to stay in this cold place. Anyway, Bu Feifei thought he would not sacrifice himself like this for the sake of his realm.
Furthermore, although Bu Feifan was indeed able to speak in the six-house alliance, he could not influence their opinions. What the ghost king didn't know was that Bu Feifan was just an outsider invited.
After all, if it is an invitation, it is natural that those with strong realms will be given priority.
Therefore, even if Bu Feifan wanted to agree to the ghost king's request, it might backfire.
Because of this, Bu Feifei rejected the Ghost King without hesitation.
"Okay, it seems that you are really an upright guy, which really impresses me, but such people generally don't live long!"
Facing the ghost king's sinister tone, Bu Feifan puffed up his chest and said, "That's right, people in my righteous way will never give up because of the power of life and death!"
Although he didn't think so, Bu Feifei still felt that when he said this, he felt a sense of honor as a martyr.
"If that's the case, then you go to die!"
Bu Feifei didn't care, and sneered unhurriedly: "I was only in a coma for a while just now, and how far we can escape, is it possible that you are not afraid that when you attack me, you will make the surrounding monks Notice it! I'll see how you face it on your own
How many times can you unleash the intimidating moves of the people who are chasing you like before? "
The Ghost King was slightly taken aback, then burst out laughing instantly, and said: "I didn't expect you kid to have such an idea. I'm sure I wouldn't dare to attack you, but I can only say that you are still too naive!"
I saw the ghost king waved his hand slightly, and a strange breath came from Bu Feifan's feet.
Bu Feifan looked down, only to see countless figures standing at his feet, fighting with ghosts.
"Do you really think we have escaped?" The ghost king said with a joking smile, "We have never left, we just opened another world!"
"Open another world?" Bu Feifan couldn't calm down immediately.
Originally, the Nether Mansion was an independent realm. Opening a ghost domain in the Youfu is already a supernatural power, and opening a second world in the ghost domain is no longer beyond the reach of ability. out of range!
Even though a saint can easily cross a world, he cannot easily open a world alone.
"You just died in front of their eyes like this, and no one rescued you. It's extremely tragic!" The ghost king said with a cruel smile: "Besides, this is a ghost land. After death, people still linger on their souls. Yu being a ghost, for the reward you killed so many ghosts of me, I will definitely
Of course, it will torture you day and night without stopping, making you regret your decision today! "
Bu Feifan calmed down his shocked mood slowly, and said lightly: "But that's fine, no one will know even if I try my best."
"What did you say?" The Ghost King seemed a little unable to believe his ears, after all, Bu Feifan was already a dying person in his eyes.
"Since it is the quasi-sage realm, then I will not hold back any more!"
Nine orifices to the Sacred Heart!
A huge aura gradually climbed up, Bu Feifan clenched his fists slightly, feeling the terrifying power in his body.
"What!" The ghost king looked at Bu Feifan in shock, and didn't dare to make a move for a moment.
Great scholargreat Confucianismhalf saint!
After three realms, this breath gradually stabilized, and the aura of the Daluo Jinxian Realm gushed out.
Haoran's literary spirit instantly spread throughout the entire space, and even the ghost king was a little uneasy.
"You kid is actually hiding your strength!" The ghost king exclaimed.
"To each other, who would have thought that you would be a quasi-sage before that?" Bu Feifei smiled bluntly.
The ghost king took several steps back again and again, feeling even more suspicious in his heart.
It took him three ghost kings to defeat Confucianist Haoyuan layman who was also a Da Luo Jinxian, and the young man in front of him was also a Da Luo Jinxian, and he even wrote a poem of holy grade and laid out a holy chess formation , this kind of strength is probably not comparable to that of layman Haoyuan!
"You forced me to do this!" The ghost king yelled angrily, and in the void, it began to tremble slowly.
At the same time, in front of a palace where the Black River originated, countless monks struggled to resist the ghosts attacking in front of them, and the sky was even more thunderstorm.
A series of terrifying auras sputtered down from above, carrying a terrifying and destructive aura.
"Senior Fenglei, how are you doing!" Jian Wuchen shouted.
Zhenjun Fenglei held his chest and said with all his strength: "No problem, this ghost king must be exhausted from continuous attacks, you attack quickly!"
Although the Ghost King in front of him was still looking at them calmly, Jian Wuchen still chose to listen to Fenglei Zhenjun's words, and quickly shouted, the strength of his whole body exploded, and Mie Tian Jue came out with all his strength.
However, even when the Mie Tian Jue was about to be reached, the ghost king who was surrounded by cold air changed suddenly, turned into a cloud of black mist and flew into the air, a huge hole instantly swallowed him, and then slowly closed.
The sky was as silent as snow for an instant.
Jian Wuchen looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.
However, Fenglei Zhenjun behind him hurriedly said: "The strength of the sword lord is really extraordinary, this ghost king ran away as soon as he saw you make a move!"
Jian Wuchen smiled quickly, but his eyes were full of anger. If the ghost king was really afraid of his own Heavenly Sword Nine Jue, how could he beat Fenglei Zhenjun like this.
On the other side, a group of disciples from the Sixth Academy looked at the black mist in the sky, all showing expressions of fear.
"We are already doomed!"
"The strength of this ghost king is too terrifying. Elder Fapu also died in his hands. What can we do now?"
The Ghost King sneered, and just raised his hand, but as if he sensed something, a trace of helplessness appeared in his eyes, which turned into a black mist and flew into the air.
Everyone couldn't believe that he was fine, and slowly stood up to thank God for his blessing.
And at this time, in front of Bu Feifan, two almost identical figures walked out, both staring at him firmly.
"The three great Luo Jinxians are at the peak, I see you, a little Confucianism cultivator, how can you stop them!" The three ghost kings sneered at the same time. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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