Chapter 116 Sun Ningxiang appeared

After Yang Fan left Zhaojiabao, he easily became Chen Jintao, sacrificed the evil spirit flag, and quickly drove to the ambush site.

He suspected that the night wind had been captured by them. According to inference, the other party can lure himself out in the name of Chen Jintao, and there is no reason to let go of the other one. If his expectation is correct, Hehuanzong should have found a clue from Lin Bin, the owner of the Treasure Pavilion, and knew that they were looking for the Millennium Thunder Heart. And it is unknown how Sun Ningxiang thought of the two of them from the thousand-year-old Lei Muxin.

Yefeng is his friend. Yang Fan is cruel and murderous, but he has always taken good care of his real friends, just because the word "friend" is too precious. In the decades of cultivation of immortals, there are really few people who can call this word. Qin Linger, Ye Feng and Zhang Chuchu can be counted as good.

Fifty miles, for his current cultivation, is only a matter of a while, sweeping away this place with divine consciousness, and there is nothing abnormality.

As soon as the figure fell, he heard a soft "hey" sound. Yang Fan turned his head and looked at a woman in purple with a hot face and figure appeared in front of him.

He tightened his heart and secretly praised the other party's restraint technique, which he did not find anything abnormal.

"Chen Jintao, how did you come here? Why hasn't Qin Bo come yet?" Sun Ningxiang asked suspiciously.

Yang Fan stared at a glance. What a beautiful woman with a sinking fish and falling geese. She is not as green as Liu Meiyun. She is sexy and enchanting. Instead, he wears a purple tux dress, and his figure looks exquisite and qualitative, which is convex and upturned, which is fantatical. The most important thing is that her eyes are enchanting, as intoxicating as a deep spring.

Yang Fan just glanced at it and didn't dare to look at it again. This woman's charming skills have been successful. There is no trace of charm, and it is fascinating everywhere.

Hearing that she asked herself, he casually said, "It was because of this that I came here that Qin Bo somehow drove in the direction of the Royal Beast Sect, which seemed to be suspicious." I have thought about the answer for a long time and answered in Chen Jintao's voice without thinking. As long as I know whether Ye Feng is safe now, I can get rid of this long-dead person.

"Ge... What's the matter? So that's it." Sun Ningxiang smiled and said, "Qin Bo must have gone to find his good friend Yefeng, but it won't be long before he finds that his good friend has left and disappeared."

Yang Fan was stunned and said that it was true, which was completely attached to his guess.

"Oh? Qin Bo's good friend Ye Feng has fallen into your hands?

Sun Ningxiang brushed her hair on her forehead and said softly, "Of course. Why didn't Brother Qian tell you this?"

Sum, her face changed, and she suddenly took a step back and said harshly, "No, who are you!"

Yang Fan was also a little confused and didn't know where to show his horse's feet. But seeing that the matter has been exposed, there is no need to disguise it. He shouted in a low voice, "Where is Yefeng?"

"Well, you are really fake. It's easy to find the night wind. You will see him in a moment."

As soon as Sun Ningxiang finished speaking, she shook her hand in the air and sacrificed a bloody ribbon. The wide ribbon can't help changing. After a moment, it turns into a group of gorgeous women with ** bodies. They couldn't help making delicate/gasping sounds, moans and beautiful sounds, which made the blood of the beast boil all over their bodies.

"Ge, as my patriarch expected, you are Qin Bo, and only you will care about the life and death of Ye Feng and know the relationship between Chen Jintao and me. However, have you thought about how to deal with my heavenly array? Sun Ningxiang's voice is very soft and comfortable to hear. It seems to have infinite sadness and hesitation, and she wants mercy and care all the time. The women in the array are all beautiful and charming, and some of their movements are unsightly. It is difficult to dial just by looking at them. They want to rush up and vent uncontrollably.

Yang Fan's heart was also moved, his face was flushed, his nose was as thick as a horse, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were full of desire. Suddenly, there was a heat in my brain and suddenly woke up. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead. After 20 years of Taoism practice, I thought I could deal with the charming skills of Hehuan Sect, but I didn't expect that the other party's formation was so powerful that it was useless.

"Sun Ningxiang, you also want to capture me by relying on this female array, which is too underestimated Qin's ability!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Fan summoned the demon spirit, and also sacrificed thousands of ghost flags. He shouted, "At the first peak of the best flag, I will sacrifice this flag with your flesh and soul!"

Yang Fan stood side by side with the demon spirit, his eyes drooped, and he read words in his mouth.

Suddenly, countless fierce souls gushed out of the thousand ghost flags, holding ghost knives, with ferocious faces and murderous rushing forward.

Sun Ningxiang's face was shocked and exclaimed, "How can there be so many ghost lieutenants!"

She knows all the magic formulas and magic weapons of all sects, and she is also familiar with the Yingui religion. The power of Qianguifan and Wanguifan is even more well known. However, she ignored one point, that is, Lu Beide's strange treasure magic bowl can absorb the true condensation of others. Yang Fan took advantage of this. Over the years, he has entered the ghost sea from time to time and refined a large number of evil spirits in the ghost sea into ghost elixir to feed those fierce souls. Except for the eight ghost generals of the main soul, almost all of them are ghost lieutenants, that is to say, there are about 2,000 ghost lieutenants in thousands of ghosts. Not to mention her, a late foundation-building monk, I'm afraid that the strong man in the Jindan period will accidentally fall down.

Sun Ningxiang's face darkened and shouted coquettishly, "Don't be rampant. I haven't admitted defeat yet!" After saying that, she patted the storage bag, summoned a coke xylophone, and played it gently to strengthen the power of the female formation.

The sound of the piano changed the expression of the women in the array, from charming to awe-inspiring, but the charming state changed from light to dark, and the waves surged under the movement, and layers of snow-like breasts could not be shaken unbearable. I'm afraid that even the immortals could not fight.

The scene in the field** was extremely high, but Yang Fan looked down and didn't hear it, but the seductive voice could penetrate into his ears, making his soul slightly shaken.

"Peng! Peng..."

"Ji Jie..."

"Ah...ah..."

The field was extremely chaotic for a time. Under the ruthless and fierce fighting of the ghosts, those naked women couldn't stand it in a short time, sweating profusely, and couldn't help flicking their eyes and ** to those ghosts. But how can the ghost have emotion? They screamed strangely, and they, who had been hungry for decades, ignored it. They opened their teeth and tore and suck blood. And dozens of charming women were in the sea of ghosts and were swallowed up by ghost lieutenants.

The main power of the female array is not to fight, but to charm others. If you change to others, how can you fight against the enemy after closing your five senses? As long as you fight for a moment, you will become the slaves of the girls, unswelt and dizzy.

Don't think that Yang Fan won easily. Even when he lowered his head and stopped and closed his eyes, it was also the sound of the piano that painstakingly supported Sun Ningxiang. Many times he almost couldn't support it. He wanted to get up and rush forward. Fortunately, the demon spirit is the lord of thousands of ghosts, and he has no emotions, let alone be deceived.

Sun Ningxiang's face was as pale as paper. She thought she could capture someone, but she didn't expect to be defeated so quickly. She gritted her teeth and was secretly angry.

"Qin Fan, don't be happy too early. I didn't lose!"

After saying that, he sacrificed the Tianmoqin, kept pulling the strings in his hand, and suddenly condensed into an arrow and shot at the fierce soul in the array.

"Boom..."

The violent Zhenyuan kept exploding with the help of the Tianmoqin, and his energy was also fierce, causing those ghost lieutenants to howling one after another. As long as they were dispersed, they would turn into a trace of ghosts and return to the thousand ghost flags waiting for recovery.

Yang Fan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and almost fell into the trick of this bitch, and repeatedly shouted that it was dangerous.

At the same time, he also greeted the ghost lieutenants and ghost generals to rush up. Thousands of ghost lieutenants made Sun Ningxiang headaches. She was secretly angry that these guys could not be killed, which was really a headache. Moreover, sacrificing ghosts also consumes and time, and it is also useless to catch ghosts again. The other party doesn't care about the life or death of these ghosts at all?

How can she know the secret of the best flag? It can be said that as long as there is enough time, the fierce ghosts in the thousand ghost flags can be inexhaustible.

Sun Ningxiang gradually lost his support under the continuous impact of the ghost lieutenant, and even the condensed Zhenyuan shield was in danger and almost died.

Suddenly, she shouted delicately and shouted, "Qin Bo, even if I was forced to retreat, I vowed to kill you!"

Yang Fan's eyes condensed, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and answered, "I'm waiting for you."

Just when the Zhenyuan shield was defeated by the ghosts, Sun Ningxiang quickly took a dark elixir, which stimulated a terrible momentum all over her body. At night, there seemed to be a moon covering the sky.

Her whole body couldn't help churning, and Yang Fan frowned, and her hands condensed two flaming dragon bullets and hit each other fiercely.

"Puffy!"

The two flaming dragon bullets failed to get close, but as soon as they touched the surrounding blood fog was blown up. The bloody fog just tossed around and had no effect.

Yang Fan looked at this change coldly and felt that he had seen this scene somewhere. His past memories couldn't help tracing it. Suddenly, he remembered that Lin Haoran, an old man, had also taken such an elixir before he became a demon.

"Magic Dan!" Yang Fan blurted out and shouted the name of the elixir.

"Ha ha..."

Sun Ningxiang smiled in the blood fog and said loudly, "I didn't expect you to know the name of magic elixir. It seems that you have had contact with the Holy Church. Boy, today next year will be your memorial day. Enjoy the last time.

After saying that, the whole blood mist stopped inward and disappeared again.

Yang Fan gathered his eyes and immediately took a breath of cold breath. He caught a glimpse of a monster three feet tall, covered with scales and armor, with two horns holding steel forks, and even three fingers.