Chapter 22 Li Yunbo arrived

In the sky, several fierce ghosts grasped the swordball with their teeth and claws, using ghost spirit and mana to hinder the attack of the swordball.

Yang Fan was slightly surprised that although it could not cause great pressure on Jianwan, it also surprised him and sighed that the other party's yin spirit flag was not simple.

Urgently change the magic formula in your hand, transport the Beidou array of the seven-star sword pills, forcibly get out of the encirclement of the other party, and form a new formation.

The seven-star sword pills in the air kept swallowing, pointing to all over Lin Jinren's body, as if they were going to cut off his body the next moment.

Lin Jinren was anxious and waved the yin spiritual flag to protect himself.

For a while, the ghost in front of him was soar, and the fierce ghost with a ferocious face couldn't help hovering. Even the sand and stones beside him raised high and did not live in the sky.

Yang Fan saw that the other party's posture could not be underestimated and no longer hesitated. His hands condensed into shape, pointed forward, and shouted in a low voice, "Beidou Sword Array, go!"

The sword pills formed into a sword array and went away. With the sound of "chi" breaking through the air, it turned into a hard sword and rushed into the other party's fierce ghost formation.

Lin Jinren secretly praised that the opponent's magic weapon was really powerful, and the attack power was very strong, and even his yin spirit flag was almost unable to move. However, at this time, he also noticed the strangeness of Yang Fan in front of him. The ghost around him seemed to stand there motionless without any reaction.

At first, he was still afraid of the power of the other party's destiny and ghost, and he had always been in a state of defense, lest the terrible ghost give himself a shot, which was really not worth the loss.

How do you think that the spirit ghost did not move at all, just like a mud sculpture, and his heart was puzzled. Looking at it, under the sunlight, the spirit and ghost of the other party loomed. Isn't this the image of the exhaustion of magic power? It turns out that this guy is cheating himself!

Lin Jinren suddenly realized and said with a smile, "Kid! Your ghost power is exhausted. Let's see how you can fight me!"

"Hundreds of ghosts travel at night!"

Lin Jinren put the magic weapon in his hand down, pinched the magic formula, and couldn't help chanting words in his mouth. The ghost flag gradually grew with his formula and mana, and the sword array in front of him that gradually broke through the fierce ghost defense was forced out by him.

Yang Fan couldn't help but be stunned. How could he think that the other party still had such power and scolded himself for being confused. The other party's cultivation is one level higher than himself, and at this time, the magic power can only barely maintain his body.

A ghost fire bomb took seven layers of mana, and the subsequent ghost flame consumed a little remaining mana, which was just too careless.

At this time, Lin Jinren's ghost flag rose in the wind, and the originally illusory bodies of those fierce ghosts also became more solid and almost wanted to take shape.

Lin Jinren smiled sideways and shouted, "Go!"

The fierce ghost entangled with Jianwan in the air suddenly divided two and attacked Yang Fan's figure, eager to kill him.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan gritted his teeth and locked his eyebrows, took out the tortoise shell shield and sacrificed it, protecting him in front of him in case of accidents.

Lin Jinren laughed and said, "Kid, I didn't expect you to have such defense weapons. After you die, they will be in my pocket. In the early stage of gas refining, I also wanted to sacrifice two magic weapons. If you are a god, you can't do it!"

When Lin Jinren was full of joy and thought that the victory was in hand, Yang Fan suddenly took action and cut the other party under the sword. By the time of his death, Lin Jinren still didn't know what killed him, and his face was full of unwilling to believe.

Thinking that soon after, the monks in the foundation period were going to kill, Yang Fan hurriedly collected their storage bags and ghost flags and wanted to escape.

However, a black cloud appeared far away from the sky, which was very fast, several times faster than the fog flag made by Chen Mingxuan.

Seeing this, Yang Fan was anxious. The other party was a foundation-building monk, and he would definitely not be able to beat him. Even if the demons won the whole victory, he was not his opponent. There is nowhere to escape. The other party's flying magic weapon is so fast, coupled with the powerful divine consciousness of the foundation period, he doesn't even have a place to hide at all.

Is it possible that I really want to die here today!

Yang Fan looked around in a hurry, looking for a place to hide.

Suddenly, he thought of the mystery/dongfu found by Lin Jinren. He was anxious and rushed into it.

The grass raised a few ripples out of thin air, and soon returned to its original state, as if there had never been anything unusual.

When Li Yunbo received the news, he ordered the two apprentices to gallop first and run all the way. Unexpectedly, what I saw was a charred body, and a body with a different head, which was still bleeding.

Seeing this scene, I frowned secretly and saw a figure standing on the ground from afar. How could I disappear out of thin air in a blink of an eye?

With a gloomy face, Li Yunbo immediately tried his best to let go of his consciousness and explore every corner around him.