Chapter 117 The Devil

Yang Fan's expression showed a solemn look, and he had never met such a strange scene. After Lin Haoran became demonized, although his momentum was extraordinary, his endurance was limited in the end. However, if Sun Ningxiang's appearance is false, it can't be said. The pressure around her body is unusually strong, and even the ghost lieutenants are a little hesitant, seem to be afraid, and seem to be waiting for the master's order.

The situation in the field is very strange. Both sides are looking at each other, and no one wants to act rashly to avoid revealing flaws and giving each other an opportunity to take advantage of.

Sun Ningxiang's charming eyes glanced at Yang Fan, and his eyes fell on the demon spirit. There was nothing special about his black robe and thousands of ghost flags in his hand. However, she noticed an unusual place from the demon.

Yang Fan was also a little strange. She didn't understand what she was going to do. She held a steel fork in her hand and kept slow. She wanted to make all the moves but never took action.

After a stalemate between the two sides for a while, Sun Ningxiang took the lead in opening her mouth.

He pointed to the demon with a steel fork and said, "Who are you!" At the same time, a magic gas gushed out from the tip of the fork and attacked the demon.

Yang Fan immediately reacted. He started to fight and stopped. First, he withdrew the group of ghosts. At the same time, the two condensed the fire bomb and the dragon bomb at the same time and worked together to attack Sun Ningxiang.

"Boom..."

A huge explosion sounded, and a deep pit of more than ten feet appeared on the ground. Some ghost lieutenants were not in a hurry to escape, and all of them were scattered, and they did not even have the ability to return to nourish the thousand ghosts. Yang Fan did not expect that the other party's magic gas could resist the chaotic fire. At the moment when the smoke dispersed, Sun Ningxiang rushed out of the smoke and attacked the demon spirit safely.

Yang Fan also knew that the chaotic fire did not hit the other party, but he did not expect the other party to react so fast, and hurriedly sacrificed a magic bowl against her. The demon spirit also sacrificed thousands of ghost flags, making the eight fierce ghosts contract fierce ghosts attack Sun Ningxiang.

"Now let's see where you are going! Look at the trick!"

Sun Ningxiang waved the steel fork in her hand, waved out a black magic, and hit the ghosts. For a while, the fierce ghost army howled everywhere and could not withstand the invasion of magic and returned to the thousands of ghosts one after another. Only the eight main souls had little impact, and they waved the ghost knives in their hands to release their knives and did not go to the enemy.

The magic bowl also floats in the air, protecting itself, and at the same time emitting golden light to hit the other party at a fast speed.

"Ji Jie..."

"Wo..."

The two sides are fighting with each other in the battle. The sound of ghost crying and wolf howling, the roar of magic weapons, and Sun Ningxiang's delicate shouting can't help resounding in the open field.

Sun Ningxiang thought that the other party had destroyed Hehuanzong with some small ability. How could he expect that there were so many treasures in his hand? Not to mention the strange treasure magic bowl. When Lu had to get this thing unexpectedly, even Brother Qian was moved by it, and it can be imagined that it was extraordinary. Not only that, the thousand ghost flags are infinitely powerful. Countless fierce ghosts rush to death, and they are all ghost lieutenants. Although they have no ability and do not pose a great threat to themselves, these ghost lieutenants are unpreventable, depleting the true elements bit by bit. If they ignore them, they will change the cost. Li, devour the Zhenyuan shield and strengthen their own strength.

The first time I saw such a difficult foundation-building monk, it seemed that I really underestimated him.

Sun Ningxiang gradually began to be a little slow and messy, and a large number of fierce souls made her tired of dealing with it. She had to always dodge to resist the golden light emitted by the magic bowl, and be more careful of the coveted demons beside her, so that he would not take action at any time.

"Wo..." Sun Ningxiang shouted wildly and said harshly, "Qin Bo! Come on!"

Seeing that the other party was aggressive, she had no choice but to use her last move. Throw the steel fork in your hand and strengthen the real shield around you to avoid being taken advantage of by the other party. The steel fork in the air rose in the wind and turned into a black python, opening its mouth, swinging its tail and spewing a thick black fog at Yang Fan's mouth.

Yang Fan sneered, the formula in his hand changed slightly, and shouted, "It's up!" The Fumo bowl also became bigger, and the mouth of the bowl faced the black fog. Suddenly, a dazzling golden light spread out, protected his body, and shouted, "Five it!"

A hurricane blew up, and the mouth of the Voldemort was like a huge black hole, absorbing the black fog spit out by the python. Even the ghost lieutenant next to him will howll and retreat in the flag as long as he touches the black fog.

"What! How dare this damn Lubide hide it from me!" Sun Ning's seven orifices of fragrance. When Lu Beide got this thing, he just said that it was a defensive weapon and did not tell the real power of this treasure. Now without investigation, she lost her magic spirit in vain and gave it back to the other party's army, but she was looking for pain.

The suction power of the Voldemort suddenly increased, and the figure of the python gradually became thin, light and dark, and seemed to dissipate at any time. Under Yang Fan's full urging, it didn't take a while to extract the magic spirit of the python's whole body.

"Wow!" The giant python, which was still showing off its power, soon returned to its prototype and became a steel fork without any vitality.

Sun Ningxiang's face changed dramatically, bit her silver teeth, and said harshly, "Qin Bo, the mountains and rivers meet, don't fall into my hands!"

After saying that, he sacrificed a golden handkerchief and wanted to go away.

"It's not that easy to leave!"

So far, no one has been able to escape from his hands. At the moment when Sun Ningxiang was about to jump on the Jinpa, the demon spirit waved thousands of ghosts, and all the fierce ghosts in the field suddenly turned red. Their strength and ghosts suddenly doubled. They rushed to the other party crazily and surrounded them up and down. How spectacular the scene was that his tall figure was bitten by thousands of troops. The huge ghost group made Sun Ningxiang turbulent at all, and she couldn't help but release magic to tear the other party apart.

At this time, a man in a black robe fell from the sky, which was a demon holding a thousand ghosts.

The demon shouted loudly in the air, raised his fist and smashed it down.

Sun Ningxiang snorted coldly, "I can't measure my strength! Go to hell!" How could she be afraid when she became extremely strong? The other party was just a small ant in his eyes. In terms of Zhenyuan, the method of fighting may be inferior, but if it is compared with the strength and strength of the body, she is not afraid at all after transformation.

With one hand, he waved the haunted fierce spirit, kicked the ground with his right foot, and hit his right fist from the bottom up.

"Puff!"

"Ah..."

Under the impact of the two forces, the judgment is made, and the outcome is completely opposite as expected.

Sun Ningxiang's right arm was directly blown up by the demon, and suddenly the flesh and blood flew everywhere. How could those fierce ghosts let go of this great opportunity and dance around one after another, devouring the flesh and blood scattered around her and turning it into their own nourishment? There were also many ghost lieutenants who rushed up when she fluctuated, crazily swallowing the blood and body of the broken arm into her abdomen with knives and claws or bites.

Yang Fan will not have any pity for the enemy. It is reasonable to kill her while she is ill. The demon unrelentingly punched out again, but only a few punches smashed her remaining true shield and broke the other party's left arm and feet.

"Ah... Qin Bo, please, forgive me, forgive me, I can meet your requirements, no matter what you ask!" Sun Ningxiang spoke quickly and almost finished the whole sentence in one breath. She was very afraid that as long as she took a step slower, the other party would tear herself into pieces to feed the evil spirits in the thousand ghosts.

At this time, the expression on her painful face was completely distorted, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help **, twisting her limbs and broken arms and howling on the ground.

Yang Fan walked over slowly without any emotion in his eyes and said, "Sun Ningxiang, I just want to ask, where is the night wind now?"

Sun Ningxiang said tremblingly, "Just... in the altar of the Holy Church 300 miles north of here, I can take you to find him, as long as you can let me go, please."

"Haha..."

Yang Fan looked up to the sky and smiled. After a long time, he stood proudly and said coldly, "Please, you deserve it!"

After saying that, there were bursts of white light in his hand, and his soul was abruptly pulled out and rewarded to those main souls to devour them, so that they could accelerate evolution. The tall body left by Sun Ningxiang naturally became a nourishment in the mouths of ghosts. The flesh and blood after the demonization seemed to be particularly nourishing. After devouring the demon's body, there was a violent ghost on his body, which made Yang Fan couldn't help nod.

Put away the storage bag on the ground, turn around and leave here with the demon, and attack the altar of the holy religion in the other party's mouth.