As soon as the ghost king appeared, a faint smile appeared on the face of the ancestor Chen Feng. As his divine thoughts flashed, the ghost king had instantly moved behind Fang Ling, and a faint green light swept towards Fang Ling.

The faint fallen blue sand fire is a famous Yin fire in the world. In terms of its power, it is a bit stronger than the Sanwei True Fire.

Facing the rolling Yin Fire, Fang Ling's expression remained motionless. He tapped his fingers and a black light swept towards the faint blue sand fire.

A black light flashed, and a large area of ​​the Netherfalling Green Sand Fire disappeared without a trace, but for this result, Old Ancestor Chen Feng had no intention of being surprised.

It can be said that he had already thought of this situation. After all, Fang Ling was practicing Xuanpin. He had long known this Xuanpin, which is known as the first skill of the Scream Sect.

What's more, he had no hope that he could defeat Fang Ling just by falling blue sand.

As his fingers pointed to the Nine Ghost King Wheel, another skeleton-like ghost king rushed out of the Nine Ghost King Wheel.

In the hands of this ghost king, holding a dark chain. The moment the ghost king appeared, he directly used the chain to pierce Fang Ling.

That chain turned into hundreds of paths in an instant. It was difficult for ordinary monks to tell which path was true and which path was false.

Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness has long surpassed the ordinary late stage of the Nascent Soul. Although the chains of the Nine Ghost Kings are of some magical use, how can it affect his spiritual consciousness?

As his divine thoughts flashed, Fang Ling had already seen a real chain. He stretched out his palm and activated the blood-width magic power. A thick layer of armor had already enveloped his palm.

Fang Ling's palm was not stretched out quickly. However, in everyone's eyes, the chains activated by the Ghost King fell into Fang Ling's palm.

Such an unusual scene made Old Ancestor Chen Feng frightened. At this moment, he became more and more aware that Fang Ling was ten times more intelligent than he imagined!

If he hadn't had this Nine Ghost King Wheel, he would probably be really not a match for Fang Ling. Thinking that he was surpassed by a junior like Fang Ling in terms of cultivation, he felt more resentment in his heart.

As his fingers flicked, the lights flew into the Nine Ghost King Wheels. In just a moment, the other seven ghost kings also appeared from the Nine Ghost King Wheels.

These seven ghost kings have different shapes and each holds weapons. The moment they fly out, they surrounded Fang Ling in the middle.

At this time, Fang Ling had already snatched the chain from the Ghost King's hand. I don't know what the chain was made of, and it was cold all over. It was activated by Fang Ling with his mysterious female, which was six points stronger than the one used by the Ghost King.

Figures gathered from all directions. The battle at the Golden Pill level can cause changes in the world, not to mention that Fang Ling and Chen Feng are both cultivators at the Nascent Soul level.

Among these people who came, most of them were Jindan real people, but there were four or five Yuanying ancestors.

They looked at Fang Ling holding the chains of the Ghost King. They frowned. Although the attack on the side of the Old Ancestor Chen Feng was amazing. The Nine-Headed Ghost Kings all swelled twice, but Fang Ling's leisure was something that anyone could see.

Fang Ling has not fought back since the beginning.

"Friend, this fellow Taoist is a bit of a face-to-face. Do you know why he started fighting with fellow Taoist Chen Feng?" A middle-aged scholar who looked in his forties asked softly at Yin Yuniang.

The scholar was wearing a white robe, giving people a feeling of being elegant and outspoken, but Yin Yuniang looked at him without being friendly.

However, Yin Yuniang seemed to be very concerned about this person, so after hesitating for a while, she said in a deep voice: "This fellow Taoist Fang is also from the Qianzhu Sect, and the two of them have some small grudges."

The man smiled and said, "I really didn't expect that the little grudge is so intense, but how did the Nine Ghost King Wheel fall into the hands of the Qianzhu Sect?"

Speaking of this, a trace of coldness emerged in the man's eyes and said, "According to the records of this sect's classics, this should be the magic weapon that the ancestors of this sect sacrificed and refined back then."

Yin Yuniang stopped saying a word at this time. Although she was not afraid of people, she was unwilling to offend the madman who sneered in the way of heaven.

Don’t look at this man’s gentleness, but as long as you know the man’s origin, you are willing to stay away from this man.

The Tao of Chutian is also one of the six sects of Chushen. There are few disciples in this sect. Compared with the tens of thousands of disciples of Qianzhu Sect, Chutian Dao, which has only a dozen big cats and kittens, is really a small sect.

However, its ranking among the Six Sects of Scream is only under the Qianzhu Sect.

The reason for this is that the monks who sneered in heaven believe that everything can be killed, especially those who are guilty of sneering in gods, are even more certain to kill.

There is another special thing about this Taoist singtian, that is, no matter how few they are, a Nascent Soul Ancestor will definitely appear in every generation.

And he is also the Nascent Soul Ancestor with extremely strong combat power. Take this middle-aged scholar as an example. Although he has just advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, ordinary cultivators in the late stage of Nascent Soul may not be able to defeat this person.

This is also the reason why Yin Yuniang doesn't like to sneer at the Heavenly Way, but she is unwilling to offend him.

"It's indeed the Nine Nether Ghost King Wheel!" sighed and spit out from the mouth of an old man with white hair and beard.

He looked at the growing Nine Nether Ghost King Wheel and said quietly: "If Elder Zhuge had this wheel at the time, he might not have been defeated by Yan Chenzhou."

As soon as this person said this, Yin Yuniang and others were silent. Although Zhuge Cangsheng was their pride, with this Nine Ghost King Wheel in hand, wouldn’t Zhuge Cangsheng really be defeated by Yan Chenzhou back then?

The ranking of blood transformation is among the Scream God Sect, which is far above the Nine Nether Ghost King Wheel.

This old man with white hair and white beard is the great elder of Wanpo Pavilion among the six sects of the God. His cultivation is the same as Yin Yu Niang, and he is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. However, the poison refined by Wanpo Pavilion is hard to guard against.

What's more, in recent days, I heard that Wanpo Pavilion and the sect in the 100,000 mountains have joined forces and began to control poisonous substances, which makes people even more afraid.

Compared with the sigh of the Nine Nether Ghost King Wheel, the one who has asked the most about these Nascent Soul Ancestors is Fang Ling's origin. After all, Fang Ling was strolling in the courtyard to fight with the nine ghost kings. This calmness has caused many people to feel scruples.

"He is Fang Ling. He wanted to fight him back then, but he lost his trace. Today, he saw that he was promoted to the Nascent Soul, so God really deserves to let me down!" A cold voice suddenly came from the void.

The originally plain sky suddenly produced a bloody cloud. Under the rolling blood cloud, a man in red clothes came over.

The man looked in his thirties, his eyes were bloody red, and he ignored the bloody aura on his body, covering a hundred feet in a radius.

It would be reasonable if the man shrouded his momentum on the monks below the Nascent Soul, but this time he did not even let go of those who were also the Nascent Soul Ancestor.

Yin Yuniang's face was chilling. The man's actions clearly did not take them to heart.

The white-clothed scholar who was born in the sneer of heaven had a cold smile on his face. His faint murderous intent could be seen by anyone.

Several murderous intents were used to cover the man in blood, but the man in blood seemed to have not noticed it at all.

"Nine-turn cycles of reincarnation!" Old Ancestor Chen Feng shouted loudly, and the magic tricks in his hand were activated a little faster. With the urging of Old Ancestor Chen Feng, the nine ghost kings flew to the top of the treasure wheel that became larger than the millstone at the same time.

Reincarnation is nine times, and the soul is scattered!

This is the strongest attack on the Nine Nether Ghost King Wheel. The moment Chen Feng made this attack, he felt like he wanted to vomit blood.

Although he forced himself to vent his blood pressure, his Nascent Soul suffered considerable damage at this moment.

The originally energetic Nascent Soul has become much dim at this time. According to Chen Feng’s own estimate, even if he has good medicinal cultivation, it will take at least half a year to fully recover.

Half a year has not sounded very long, but the recent changes in the Southern Chu situation, maybe they will fight for life and death at any time.

If you cannot display all your strength, if you die unjustly in the hands of others, then you will...

Thinking of this, the hatred in the heart of Old Ancestor Chen Feng became even stronger, and his idea of ​​killing Fang Ling became even stronger.

A pale vortex rose from the Nine Nether Ghost King Wheel and directly covered Fang Ling.

And just as the vortex flew out, the great elder of the Wanpo Pavilion had already shouted sternly: "All cultivators below the Nascent Soul, retreat immediately."

Although his shout was very fast, many monks who were already feeling bad also retreated desperately, but there were still monks who could not avoid it.

A monk from the Qianzhu Cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building was still tens of feet away from the pale vortex. Just because he was too late to hide, he stood on the ground with his eyes dull as the vortex passed by.

He was not dead, but it was almost the same as he died, because the soul in his body was already scattered.

Without the soul, it is naturally impossible to call it a living person.

The unlucky experience of the foundation-building monk made many foundation-building monks not far away from him very grateful. Their cultivation is not necessarily better than this unlucky companion.

But then, they looked at Fang Ling, who had been covered by the vortex. The vortex was able to kill people from a distance of dozens of feet. Now, can Fang Ling resist it?

The moment the vortex approached, Fang Ling also felt a tremor in his mind, but his soul had already practiced harder than diamonds. He calmed down just by urging the magic trick.

This is the first time Fang Ling has encountered such a powerful magic weapon to attract people's minds. He has seen the power of this treasure wheel at this time, so how can he have the intention to continue to entangle with Chen Feng's ancestor?

When he patted his own small Qiankun bag, the black demon-imperial banner flew out of the small Qiankun bag. He gently shook the demon-imperial banner a few times, and dozens of black lights swept towards the Nine Ghost King Wheels. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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