Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

"The world goes to the same destination by different paths, unanimously and arrogantly. How can someone like you who sell your soul for the benefit of your eyes understand it." Jian Ling's pretty face was full of jealousy at this moment, and he obviously looked down upon Bai Qi. , Maybe it was a long time with Lu Dongbin, and he was more or less contaminated with Lu Dongbin's things.

"Nonsense, beat this spirit to me, and it will be wiped out." Bai Qi said fiercely to the ghost in front of him. This ghost is the only ordinary soul he sacrificed from the eternal blood river in the sea of ​​Huangquan. Summoned ghosts, this forbidden technique, the stronger the soul is, the stronger the ghosts are summoned. In theory, it is not impossible to summon ancient and powerful ghosts when the soul is strong to a certain extent.

The price he is paying is extremely high now. Maybe in the days to come, he will only have a few minutes a day to belong to him, because his soul has already been sold out by himself. In the only little time left, he will have to look at him. This wicked weapon spirit and Xu Fan have been wiped out, and maybe the master will give him all the help if he is happy.

That thin ghost is indeed very fast, and it flashes in front of the sword spirit in a few breaths. Although the sword spirit is contemptuous, this kind of ghost summoned from the sea of ​​blood using taboo techniques, no matter how weak or small, He has existed for a very long time, and his strength is still a little bit, and the sword spirit does not have the color of underestimating the enemy.

The milky white sword in his hand pointed to the ghost in front of him, and the ghost smelled the strong yin on the sword spirit, and looked at the sword spirit with greedy eyes.

This ghost and charm stretched out the ghost claws towards the sword spirit with a greedy face, and the thin ghost claws grabbed the sword spirit. At this moment, the sword spirit had a feeling of five mountains pressing on the top. Only the milky white little sword was left in place, this ghost and charm saw the sword spirit retreating, his expression was obviously a little anxious, and the speed increased and followed closely.

The corner of Jian Ling's mouth let out a sneer, and with a wave of his hand, the milky white sword shot at the back of the ghost.

"Boom Rumble"

With a loud noise, the thin ghost flew out, but it was obviously not a major problem.

Sword Spirit’s expression was very surprised. This is how powerful it is to make such a loud sound after colliding with her Soul of Sword Spirit. Sword Spirit was looking for the ghost, but saw Bai Qi rushing towards Xu Fan. , Frowned and raised the speed to the extreme to follow up.

In the next moment, Xu Fan might be beheaded by Bai Qi, and the sword spirit was in front of Bai Qi at the very moment.

Bai Qi was furious, the ghost from the eternal blood river was greeted by his forbidden technique at the price of the soul, and now he was thrown away by the sword spirit so easily, how could this not make him angry.

Xu Fan was still in the process of improving his realm, and he had no intention of waking up. At this moment, the ghost and charm turned blood red and really came here, and the sword spirit was also secretly anxious.

Seeing the ghost from the eternal blood river rushing towards change, Bai Qi's mood improved a lot. As long as one of them restrained the sword spirit and beheaded Xu Fan, it would be too simple. What, a simple physical attack, your mortal body can resist a few times, not to mention Xu Fan has also been infected with the bone-erosive lotus poison developed by his leader. According to the master, even if Daluo Jinxian is infected with this poison, he will not escape death. This Xu Fan humming is also inevitable.

Thinking of this, Bai Qi couldn't help but snorted. When the blood-red ghost came over, Bai Qi stuffed his intestines into his stomach and rushed towards the sword spirit. The sword spirit could have avoided it, but she Knowing that if he avoids, then Xu Fan will definitely be violent, and may even die on the spot.

"Huh! Take to death!"

Jiao Yi! The sword spirit sacrificed the milky white sword and pierced it towards the white seven. The blood-red ghost seemed to be very jealous of this milky white sword, no matter if the sword spirit ran towards Xu Fan, the sword spirit Let him succeed. If it is too late, then it will be soon. The sword spirit directly threw the milky white sword towards the blood-red ghost and guarded Xu Fan. The blood-red ghost saw that the sword spirit had been lost. With the small sword in his hand, he didn't dare to go to Xu Fan's side, and ran straight to the sword spirit.

For a time, the sword spirit faced Bai Qi and the blood-red ghost, and the situation was extremely dangerous. Bai Qi stuffed the place where it was flowing out again, and then transformed a huge blade of mountain with Yin Qi in his hand.

The blood-red ghost looked at Bai Qi in a daze, and then transformed into the same giant blade that opened the mountain, and learned how Bai Qi slashed towards the sword spirit, and the sword spirit guarded the body with yin qi. Turning into Zhuge Liannu, he leaped and shot towards Bai Qi and the blood-red ghost.

Bai Qi gave a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and helped her intestines flow out. She raised her hand and turned into a weapon umbrella. After opening it, it blocked the crossbow arrows shot by the sword spirit, and then raised the weapon umbrella and flew towards the sword spirit. After going, the sword spirit couldn't help but froze. Originally, he delayed for a while, but he didn't expect the opponent to resolve the situation so quickly.

No way, Xu Fan didn't wake up yet, Jian Ling glanced at Xu Fan with a decisive expression, and greeted him in the direction of Bai Qi.

Bai Qi was overjoyed when he saw the situation. The weapon umbrella was thrown at the sword spirit and turned into several flying blades. The sword spirit formed a wall of yin qi that was almost solidified, and the ghosts behind Bai Qi looked eager to move. , In the eternal blood river, apart from grievance, there is grievance, so how can he not be moved by such a strong Yin Qi.

Sword Spirit gave a wry smile and was about to rush forward. At this moment, Xu Fan's voice rang in her ears: "Come back to the sword, leave the rest to me."

"Your kid! Have you broken through?" Bai Qi asked incredulously.

Xu Fan felt that at this moment, the innate vitality was removed from his body, and the bursts of spiritual power flowing in the veins were very comfortable. After removing the dark green lotus wounds on his hands, the other injuries were basically recovered.

"Magic Xiu Baiqi, right, hurt my sword spirit and die!" Xu Fan said, pretending to be X at this moment.

This tone of Bai Qi was also taken aback. Looking back, the teacher seemed to speak to him in the same way, but the pressure the teacher gave him was too much stronger than Xu Fan.

"Don't pretend to be there!" Bai Qi said viciously.

"I don't agree with what you used in this idiom. I didn't pretend to be a god, and you are indeed a ghost! Let me show you what divine power is!" Xu Fan mocked Bai Qi coldly, in order to make him lose his reason and talk. In the meantime, Xu Fan poured some spiritual energy into the pure Yang sword. What would the sword that will be cut out after the spiritual energy and yin energy merge together? Xu Fan is looking forward to it very much.

"Hey, goodbye, Xikaka!"

Without knowing what the ghost was saying, she rushed towards Xu Fan. Xu Fan raised her eyebrows and said, "Well, no matter what you are, I will use you to try my first sword!"

Xu Fan slashed at the blood-red ghost.