When Ye Fei saw the terrifying hideous ghosts around him and was about to bite the protective light into his body, his eyes couldn't help but condense. Although the ghost was not of high level, this treasure was special and it would be difficult to defeat it without restraint.

Thinking of this, the golden baby in Ye Fei's body shook slightly. The next moment, golden threads appeared on his fingertips, which were transformed by the power of yang.

A golden light shot out, and with a puff, it penetrated into a red ghost body in front of Ye Fei's eyes. A scream came out, and his figure turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared, and he could no longer condense his body again like at the beginning.

"Sure enough, the power of the Supreme Yang can restrain these ghosts and monsters of the Supreme Yin." Although Ye Fei learned this, the power of the Supreme Yang cannot transform into so many.

"You can only kill the old man or destroy this treasure." After saying that, Ye Fei looked at the huge ghost banner, with black air surrounding it, and there were countless evil ghosts hidden inside.

At this moment, behind Ye Fei, a blood-red ghost actually bit out a crack by the body-protecting spiritual light, and his body turned into a red light and entered the body-protecting spiritual light.

Seeing this, Ye Fei narrowed his eyes and showed a hint of surprise on his face, but he was not panicked at all. He was about to prepare to destroy the evil ghost figure with the power of the Supreme Sun.

But the next moment, a strange scene appeared!

The Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword in Ye Fei's hand suddenly shook slightly, and then it came out of his hand. The sword body released a burst of strange black mist and swept out towards the red ghost.

When the red ghost saw the black sword and the black fog around him, his face turned twisted and frightened. It seemed as if he had seen something terrible, and his body quickly wanted to withdraw from Ye Fei's protective spirit.

But before he could take any action, he was dragged into the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword by the black mist.

Immediately afterwards, the dark mist released by the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword became more and more intense, and it ignored Ye Fei's protective spiritual light and spread out in an instant. Seeing this, some ferocious ghosts nearby howled and retreated towards the ghost banner.

At this moment, a small number of evil ghost figures were trapped in the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword. But most of them retreated to the vicinity of the Soul Banner.

With a blink of an eye, the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword suddenly shot out and flew towards the direction of the Soul Banner, instantly rushing into the black mist released by the Soul Banner.

Both were murderous intent, and black mist was everywhere. Only screams were heard inside, and I couldn't see clearly what the two were doing.

Seeing this, Lao Na couldn't help but stare and his face changed slightly, but Ye Fei raised the corner of his mouth. The old man without the ghost banner was almost no threat to Ye Fei.

As soon as the body protection light was removed, Ye Fei made a gesture with one hand, and then pointed at the old man with one hand.

The magic power in the body was circulating wildly, and the consciousness swelled up in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the magic power of the divine consciousness was mixed and condensed together. With a blink of an eye, a blue light that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye. It was just leaving Ye Fei's fingertips.

The next moment, the old man who was about to prepare some method suddenly became stagnant. A hint of dullness suddenly appeared on his face, his breath disappeared completely, and his body fell to the ground with a swish.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that this Xuanyou Immortal Technique had such power. The physical body seemed to be harmed, but the soul did dissipate. However, the consumption of spiritual consciousness was too great and it could only be used once." After saying that, Ye Fei shook his head with a pale face.

This time, I didn't use this technique to deal with the old man. However, Ye Fei has never used it since he refined the Xuanyou Immortal Extinction Technique, so he wanted to experiment and see how powerful it is.

The old man fell bizarrely, and the young man in the distance looked stunned. He didn't even see how Ye Fei took action. He just pointed at the old man and his figure fell towards the ground.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" The young man in gray showed a look of surprise, looked at Ye Fei in disbelief, and then looked at the ghost banner.

The next moment, the young man's figure trembled slightly, and his face showed an incredible look.

Even the ghost banner, which was quite difficult to deal with in the later stage of the Ningdan, was now completely black fog, and the whole body was no longer pitch-black, but was suspended there in gray. A long sword as black as ink stabbed into the flagpole of the ghost banner, as if absorbing something.

After a while, the dark light of the ghost banner flashed twice, and suddenly his spirituality was lost, and he turned into an ordinary object and fell towards the ground. The Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword burst out with a dazzling black glow in the air and trembled slightly.

A buzzing sound suddenly came from the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword, as if extremely excited, and swept out a black light again. A faint black and shiny figure shot out from the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword.

The body was swept with black evil spirits, wrapped in the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword, and shot towards the gray-clothed young man who was stunned.

In an instant, the young man was covered with black fog, and ghosts screamed. With a whimpering sound, the black fog around him condensed, and the black and shiny Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword appeared.

But Ye Fei's eyes suddenly condensed, revealing a solemn expression of meaning. A black figure was standing on the black sword, and his whole body seemed to have a different half, his eyes were scarlet, green face and fangs, and long nails were grown on his ten fingers, with bright red blood stains on it.

The evil ghost was grabbing the body of the young man who was ignorant of life and death, and then threw it down. At the same time, the bronze puppet not far away was suspended in the air because it was uncontrollable, but the light was floating in the air in a dark way, motionless.

The evil ghost stepped on the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword, majestic and looked devilishly crying. From time to time, gusts of cold wind blew around him, looking very scary, with scarlet eyes looking at Ye Fei.

"Wow, I've been sleeping for too long and finally saw the light of heaven again. Boy, you have made great contributions this time. I won't make things difficult for you. Go back quickly. Take away all these spoils." The hideous ghost looked at Ye Fei and ordered in an unquestionable tone.

Hearing this, Ye Fei narrowed his eyes, looked around, pondered for a moment, raised his hand and waved, and two storage bags appeared in his hand, and finally pointed at the bronze puppet. The light of his body flashed and turned into the size of a palm and penetrated into Ye Fei's sleeve robe.

Finally, Ye Fei raised his sleeves and the golden sword in the air shook slightly, and then it penetrated into Ye Fei's sleeves. After all the treasures around were put away by Ye Fei, they left twelve golden swords on their heads and circled them.

"Who are you?" Ye Fei looked at the hideous ghost and asked with his eyes fixed. However, he thought in his heart that the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword had been refined by himself and had a great power. He really didn't want to be taken away without understanding.

"I am the master of the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword - Eternal Bull! Humph, seeing you guys find so many ghosts for me to swallow and restore a little strength, I will let you go in a good mood.

If you are talking nonsense, don't blame me for taking action. You see his fate? Wow!” After saying that, the ferocious ghost pointed to the bloody and bloody young man in gray on the ground, and his face showed a ferocious look.

It seemed to be warning Ye Fei that killing Ye Fei was like a lie. If he did not leave, he would end up like a young man.

Ye Fei could see that the young man was obviously stunned by the scene in front of him for a moment before he succeeded so easily. Although he might not be able to defeat this ghost, if he lost, he would still be sure to use Ling Tian Shenyi to escape. But looking at the aura of this evil ghost, it is really terrifying.

Thinking of this, Ye Fei's heart moved and said softly: "Eternal bull stock? I don't know you. If you want to leave, I will not stop you, but Ye must take this Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword."

"Hmph, boy, it seems that you are not punishing the wine if you toast. If that is the case, don't blame me for being ruthless, wow!" After saying that, a wave of black evil spirit suddenly rose around the ferocious ghost.

Seeing this, Ye Fei's eyes condensed, but he was unmoved. He secretly added caution, and the extreme yang power in his body quietly started to flow.

Seeing Ye Fei really refused to leave, the ferocious ghost suddenly breathed, and the black fog around him became richer, with a burst of whimpering wind. The fingernails rubbed against the glass, accompanied by a wave of wolf cries and howls, and the terrifying black fog ball towards Ye Fei. (This chapter ends)

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