Chen Xinghe closed his eyes and felt the storage ring.

He wanted to find some available things and worked hard to rob the ghost baby in order to save his life at critical moments, but he didn't expect that the critical moments would come so quickly.

"How many years have the old guy lived? He actually saved so many possessions."

"Many things are too old and their effectiveness is probably not as good as before."

"Huh? This is..."

Chen Xinghe's heart moved and he moved the golden seal carefully.

The ghost baby has powerful means in the coffin. If it weren't for the golden seal suppression, the direction might be exposed in an instant.

As soon as half a minute arrives, a cold wind blows immediately.

The visitor is a demon.

After the monster dies, he becomes a ghost and slowly cultivates his fortune.

Its original body seems to be a fox, but the light and shadow behind it are long and hazy, and you can only see the body similar to a human body in front of you.

This demon is difficult to distinguish between male and female. It has a delicate body and the clothes on the body are like black petals. Its long silver-white hair looks a bit eye-catching, with a bit gracefulness and a bit gloomy, and a very unique temperament.

Shocking sounds came from the surrounding peaks.

"Young Master Wen Ting is over!"

"The young master's enemy doesn't look very good."

"Hey, this is a big mistake. People should not behave like a person, and the sea water should not be weighed down. Being able to be caught by the altar at this time is definitely not a simple person! Look at the other arenas, which one is not almost dead? Young Master Wen Ting should wait and let other players consume the boy's confidence. It will not be too late to take action at that time."

"What are you saying? Young Master Wen Ting is extremely arrogant, how could he pick others up on the bargain?"

Chen Xinghe had excellent ears. He heard the noise and looked at his opponent and said, "It seems that your reputation is very famous, and everyone knows it."

"It's just a false reputation. I am one of the candidates for the prince consort. If I lose to you today, their expectations for me will be greatly reduced."

"Oh? Are you here to find a loss?"

"It depends on whether you have that strength! I thought seriously before the end of the game. If this opponent is strong enough, it means that the princess and I are not destined to be. If I win, then accept the fate."

"Interesting! Ghost, you actually want to get married, and it's even more entangled than a living person." Chen Xinghe moved his hands and feet and said, "Then let's start!"

Suddenly, Mr. Wen Ting cut close to Chen Xinghe.

The speed is too fast!

Most of the ghost cultivators could not see how he moved. By the time they reacted, Mr. Wen Ting had already slashed eleven times.

However, eleven swords did not hit one.

He is quick! Chen Xinghe is faster, shook his head and said, "Don't waste time. Look at the rings around him, they are fighting life and death. Can you be more serious?"

Young Master Wen Ting looked solemn. He knew that the bloody forbidden area had suppressed these Huangquan cultivators, and the strongest suppression of escape techniques and speed.

"How fast can you be?"

Suddenly, light and shadow swayed, and Young Master Wen Ting's long sword became mysterious and illusory.

Chen Xinghe raised his leg and kicked it. With a "boom", Mr. Wen Ting slid with his feet until he was thirty feet away.

"you……"

"I made you more serious. You have no determination to fight. If your identity hadn't made me feel troublesome, you would have fallen here."

"Very good, it seems that there are some tricks!" Wen Ting took out a short knife and held it in his mouth. He pulled out a narrow and long blade with his hands. There was a bright and uncertain light and shadow behind him. It looked like nine arms and nine fox tails. He didn't know where to pull out nine treasure blades, and a cold light flashed on the blade.

Suddenly, Mr. Wen Ting divided into two and two into four.

This is a very powerful ghost technique. Each of the four Wen Tings controls twelve treasure blades to form a sword array of ghosts and monsters. When the figure sways slightly, it makes a strange noise, just like a gust of wind blowing through the blade, causing interference to the mind.

"Not bad!" Chen Xinghe praised. This sword formation is indeed a bit powerful. The sword light and sword shadows rotated, and he felt that he had to get several swords even if he was distracted.

However, Wen Ting was wrong! He was very wrong!

He was still taking advantage of his speed. He knew that the bloody forbidden area had suppressed foreign monks, but he was deeply cultivating on this road. It can be seen that ghosts are ghosts and always like to make plans.

Unfortunately, he met Chen Xinghe, and the two sides' understanding of speed was not on the same level, just like summer insects cannot speak to you.

There are so many long swords, but there is no one to cut them down. It is not that you can let the water down, but that you really can't cut them.

Chen Xinghe even took the opportunity to scan the map, reflected the general situation of the nearby mountains into his mind, and determined according to the star power that the ghost baby nest is in and how far it is.

After getting the general answer, he felt a little relieved.

The location of the ghost baby is not close. It is almost as far away as Kongtong Mountain to Motianling. Even if it is exposed, it cannot arrive as soon as possible. Moreover, the ghost baby has not disappeared and most of the disaster is impossible to leave the catacomb.

"Dang..." Young Master Wen Ting couldn't believe it. The blade was shattered with his left hand. How did the other party do it?

Chen Xinghe flicked his finger and said, "You should give up! Some tricks are useless in front of me. If you continue fighting, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it."

"I didn't expect that I was underestimated." Wen Ting was full of arrogance in his bones. He didn't care on the surface, but in fact he was angry. He suddenly stood still and put his body back. The eleven long blades were combined into one place, turning into a little cold light from his mouth.

Suddenly, a strong wind broke out on the ring, and Wen Ting turned into a nine-tailed fox.

"Roar..." The anger ejaculation was full of heat, the cold blade flashed rapidly, and the scenery in front of him was divided into two, which was incredible.

Chen Xinghe knew that this young master Wen Ting kept showing that the enemy was weak. At this time, the sudden outbreak did not increase his strength by a few cents, but increased his strength by ten times or even dozens of times.

It is rare to be so skilled at demons.

Chen Xinghe knew that he could not avoid this knife because he had already locked it in the dark.

The ring is so big, where can I run? If I could run out of the ring, I believe Li Xuanhuang and others would have run away long ago.

Since you can't hide, then take it head-on!

"Boom..." The right hand collided with the cold light, and the two forces were stalemate for a moment, and then one of them began to disintegrate and shatter.

"What?" Mr. Wen Ting was shocked. The other party actually caught his attack with his bare hands?

Of course I could catch it, and my right arm used the power of the outer pill to forcefully swallowed a broken treasure.

That's a magic weapon!

Even though it has been for thousands of years, it has retained a very powerful sword spirit, proving that it is a top-notch existence among broken magic weapons.

In this way, the treasure turns into armor leaves and puts it on the arm. Not to mention the best magic weapon, even ordinary spiritual weapons will be difficult to damage.

In addition, the right hand itself has the ability to erode the magic weapon. If you fly around with a few broken knives, wouldn’t that treat you to a treat?

Young Master Wen Ting quickly pulled the distance back, and suddenly returned to a bit graceful and melancholy look. He clasped his fists and said, "You must give in to me, I already know that it is amazing! I lost this competition."

There was an uproar on the surrounding mountains, and Mr. Wen Ting actually lost? Is this new guy that powerful?

Many female ghosts screamed: "No, the young master will not lose, he did not use his trick."
Chapter completed!