Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

"Old guy, I never thought you were so stubborn, so I'll let you go to **** today!"

As soon as the words of relief fell, a sullen voice came from the courtyard. The next moment he fell in relief, no more breath, Xu Fan was very angry when he saw this, and immediately roared: "How courageous!"

"This seat thinks that you are not easy to practice, get out quickly, otherwise this old monk will be your end." The gloomy voice sounded again. Although Xu Fan was not afraid at all, the strange voice still caused the hairs to explode. All the roots stand up.

Xu Fan walked into the inner courtyard of Qixia Temple, and suddenly a cold wind roared, with a full of coldness, blowing people's mind and body trembling.

"Woohoo..."

An inexplicable whimper sounded, and Xu Fanran turned around to take a look.

I saw a group of faint green light on the dark floor tiles behind him, and the dense fog filled out, which looked extremely gloomy under the green light.

"Huh! I'm so courageous."

Xu Fan suddenly let out a cold snort. At any rate, his realm has reached the realm of earth immortals, and a mere ghost dared to offend him.

The Blue Nightmare sword shot out with a wave of sword light, and shot at that ghost!

Just heard a screaming scream, the ghost was shattered by the sword energy, and the soul flew away.

After killing the ghost, Xu Fan released his spiritual consciousness, ready to find the soul of relief.

Although he was originally the abbot of Qixia Temple, his character was straightforward and non-trivial, and he was also the monk who cares about Wanmin, Xu Fan also wanted to try his best to rescue him.

"not good!"

Suddenly feeling a yin wind approaching behind him, Xu Fan subconsciously shifted and avoided.

"Little guy, it's quite vigilant."

A gloomy voice echoed, and then endless black air emerged, and the whole broken Qixia Temple was filled in an instant.

The black mist gradually solidified, and finally formed a figure nearly two meters tall. The figure released a very powerful aura, and its momentum was much higher than that of itself.

"Thousand-year ghost king!"

Xu Fan murmured secretly in his heart, the ghost king is very tyrannical, and his strength is much better than that of the gods, let alone the strength of the ghost king for this thousand years.

Xu Fan is only in the early days of the Earth Immortal. Even if he has the longevity formula, he is only equivalent to the power of the heavenly immortal, but the opponent is the thousand-year ghost king. Even if the longevity formula restrains the evil, I am afraid that he will not be the opponent of the ghost king in front of him.

"go!"

Xu Fan did not hesitate at all, turned around and fled towards Qixia Temple.

At the same time, I kept cursing in my heart. Although I knew that there were some evil things under the stupa before, I never thought it was a thousand-year ghost king. If he had known to kill him, he would not dare to come. If he came, he would ask first. If you look at Bowen Liu, you will find a few helpers at the worst.

"Want to go?"

As the ghost king's words fell, the scenes around Xu Fan changed rapidly, and in a blink of an eye Xu Fan realized that he had come to a sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood is endless, full of endless gloomy breath, and countless broken limbs float on the sea. The smell of fishy wind is disgusting, and the ears come from time to time, and there is a dull and devilish whistle. It's like coming to Abi hell.

Xu Fan knew that this was just an illusion, although everything was very real.

"Broken!" Xu Fan roared and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, trying to get rid of the illusion. Unfortunately, after waiting for a while, the surrounding scenes remained unchanged.

At this moment, the ghost king's figure appeared again, suspended hundreds of meters across from Xu Fan, as if blending with the entire sea of ​​blood.

"Little guy, I'm so courageous. I dare to break into Qixia Temple alone. I really don't know if I praise you for being brave, or if you are stupid."

"Pure Yang Sword Technique!!"

Start first to be strong, then start to suffer.

Xu Fan was not in the mood to talk to the King of Ghosts. The moment the King of Ghosts appeared, his whole body's spiritual power was gathered on a blue nightmare sword, and then it condensed into a huge sword shadow. The sword shadow seemed to break the limitations of time and space, and appeared in an instant. In front of the ghost king.

"court death!"

The ghost king is surrounded by black mist, black light is constantly surging, and a breathtaking power sweeps the world.

The ghost king's eyes were filled with gloomy black light, and the huge sword shadow was hit by two gloomy lights before it got close to the ghost king.

"puff!"

After two gloomy lights shattered the sword shadow, they shot towards Xu Fan unabated.

The faint light was so fast that Xu Fan had no time to dodge. He was hit in the chest instantly. As the figure flew out, a mouthful of blood was also sprayed out of his mouth. Fortunately, Xu Fan had completely absorbed the Third Turn Body Refining Pill earlier. The effect of the medicine, otherwise I am afraid that my life will die on the spot.

Xu Fan also realized that the gap between the two is too big, and the strength is basically one sky and one earth. Even if Xu Fan used the pure sun sword technique, he was still defeated and seriously injured by the ghost king. If the ghost king of this thousand years was in trouble the last time he came, I'm afraid I can't get out of this Qixia Temple.

"not good!"

Xu Fan couldn't help but secretly startled, only to see the thousand-year ghost king coming towards him extremely fast. Only when the pure Yang body technique combined with the 100-step pure sun were used together, it was quite difficult to avoid the attack of the thousand-year ghost king.

"It's interesting, tusk tusk, the little guy is really tyrannical, and he can withstand the full blow of this seat, so let this seat see how powerful you really are." The thousand-year ghost king Yin Jie's voice sounded again, and then Xu Fanqing Nightmare sword raised his chest flatly as he watched intently.

As soon as the voice of the King of Ghosts fell in the Millennium, the entire illusion was full of ghosts.

"Damn, how come there are so many ghosts!"

"This is a lot of trouble!"

At first, Xu Fan didn't care about these ghosts, but as the number of these ghosts increased, Xu Fan's complexion couldn't help but change.

There are only tens or hundreds of ghosts, they naturally don’t care about them, even if there are thousands of ghosts, Xu Fan will not care, but if the number of ghosts grows to one million, tens of millions, or even nearly one hundred million, Even Xu Fan had to feel jealous!

Ji Xufan's reaction was extremely fast. When he saw so many ghosts appearing, he immediately made a decisive decision. His figure immediately swept in the direction of the ghost king.

During this period, he kept making moves and smashed all the ghosts that were blocked along the way. Although there was a big gap above the realm, Xu Fan wanted to use his tyrannical body to hold the Thousand-Year Ghost King, otherwise he would definitely be consumed by the Thousand-Year Ghost King.

In a blink of an eye, Xu Fan was only less than ten feet away from the thousand-year-old ghost king!

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Seeing Xu Fan getting closer and closer to him, the Thousand-Year Ghost King showed no signs of panic. He sneered, and his stern voice suddenly resounded: "Eighteen ghost generals, give it to me!"