Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 749 Breaking into the Spiritual House at Night (2)

Fan Denglong's face was solemn, and the result now verified his guess.

After those low-level ghosts died, they eventually condensed into more powerful ghosts.

"This is simply a place to die,"

Surrounded by Yin Qi, the ghosts will walk around after they are scattered, and then gather together, and this will go on and on again, and the ghosts will only become stronger and stronger in the end.

"Let's retreat quickly,"

Liang Fan was a little hesitant. Maybe he felt that he was not a professional. Regarding the current situation, if he really continued, he might turn into a more powerful ghost.

"No, since we are here, there is absolutely no reason to retreat."

Fan Denglong shook his head, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to Liang Fan, "I'll leave the spear here later, how long can you hold them back?"

"what do you mean?"

Liang Fan looked a little worried.

"These ghosts were created at all. If the root cause is not destroyed, there will only be endless, and eventually it will lead to a catastrophe."

Fan Denglong said in a deep voice. After finishing speaking, the spear hit the ground, and the ground sank instantly, and a huge pothole was smashed out just like that.

Although it looked like it was just a slight pause, the actual strength of the spear was more than a few thousand catties. When it hit the ground, stone chips flew up on the floor, and those newly gathered ghosts who hadn't stepped forward made sharp screams With a voice, he rushed towards Fan Denglong with an impatient look on his face.

"Help me block them, here is the key."

Fan Denglong's face was overjoyed, and the spear hit again, and the depth of the pothole was several meters long.

Leaving the spear on the ground, Fan Denglong jumped into the pothole, with the spiritual energy gathered in both hands, he slammed down on the ground.

There was a bang, as if the earth was shaking, but there was a gap at the bottom. Fan Denglong continued to exert force, punching out a hole that could accommodate people walking together, and jumped down again.

It is very gloomy, the black air is almost condensed to the essence, and there are green light spots everywhere.

Who would have thought that there is actually a wide square under the Lu Hua mansion?

Fan Denglong stood in the air, looking at the scene below, his scalp felt a little numb.

On the square made of bluestones, there are dense ghosts standing there, like a forest of swords and guns. Although they are only illusions, they are also blooming with dim light.

There is a sarcophagus in the middle of the square. For some unknown reason, the sarcophagus is suspended in the air. Inside lies a dry corpse. It seems that the clothes on its body are from the former dynasty. There is an inlaid handle on the left hand side. In the private room of all kinds of jewelry, there is a glowing bead in his right hand.

The specific situation is like this, Fan Denglong moved forward two steps, and the ghosts holding armor and long swords moved one step in unison.

"Nimma, do you have to be this majestic even if you die?"

Fan Denglong couldn't help but cursed, these ghosts were actually used to protect the coffin.

"It seems that if you want to completely eliminate the ghosts in the house, you must first eliminate this group of ghosts."

Fan Denglong simply lowered down, pinched the Yinjue with both hands, the fire spirit spell and the palm thunder shot out instantly, and everything caught by it disappeared in smoke.

However, even though he has the method of thunder, it doesn't seem to be very effective, because the Yin Qi will never dissipate. According to the previous practice, I am afraid that it will condense into a more powerful ghost in a short time.

All the problems should have appeared on the sarcophagus, but the place where he came down was at least two hundred steps away from the sarcophagus, and there were countless ghosts in between.

If you want to completely eradicate the root cause, this road seems to be very difficult.

He didn't bring Liquan sword or spear, so he could only walk with his bare hands, Fan Denglong gritted his teeth.

He couldn't think about the True Dragon Seal all the time, he also wanted to try it as his alchemy stone.

Fire Spirit Art, Palm Lightning, all of them were shot out almost without a pause.

For Fan Denglong, the spiritual energy was also quite consumed.

It took so much effort, but it was still difficult to move an inch. All the ghosts were startled, and they flocked towards him, one by one generously going to 'die', using this to directly erect a wall in front of Fan Denglong.

Fan Denglong knew that he couldn't wait for a long time. The gap created by the fire spirit technique and the palm thunder would throw out some talismans that He Yuexian took the time to refine. No matter what they were used for, they just threw them out with a bang.

When the aura is exhausted, replenish it with flat peaches or elixir, and then continue.The ghosts fell down one after another, and another one rushed up. Fan Denglong wished he had two more hands to deal with it at this time.

Using spells so tirelessly, I don't know how many elixirs have been replenished, and how many peach pits in the ground have been spit out. In short, the distance of two hundred steps finally made Fan Denglong walk to the end, and his hands were already numb.

He was only one step away from touching the sarcophagus, but what he was most worried about still happened.

Those scattered ghosts gathered together again to block him. This time, the Fire Spirit Art and Palm Lightning were no longer a big threat to them. The previous situation where they could be blown away with one move no longer When he didn't show up, Fan Denglong had to take two steps back.

The originally crowded square was reduced by half at this time, and it looked much wider, but Fan Denglong smiled wryly.

The ghosts gathered this time are completely different from before. Not only the body, but even the weapons in their hands are almost at the stage of materialization.Especially the armor on his body, the reason why Palm Lightning and Fire Spirit Art can't hurt it is because of this.

Fan Denglong had to raise his spirits, since the Fire Spirit Art and Palm Lightning were no longer effective, he could only rely on what he had said to Liang Fan to reduce the ten sessions.

Both fists were infused with spiritual energy, but the casserole-sized fist was stronger than a shot put. When a fist hit those armored ghosts, the situation disappeared in an instant.

It was like a mirror image, Fan Denglong almost confiscated his internal injuries when he punched it down, anyway, the feeling was more uncomfortable than hitting cotton.

But no matter how uncomfortable it is, I have to hold on, gritting my teeth.

With a pair of fists in full swing, Fan Denglong seemed to be tirelessly attacking, and the ghosts were eliminated one by one.

Fan Denglong became more and more courageous as he fought, with a pair of iron fists killing all directions, his eyes were clear, and he gradually fell into a wonderful state, and he seemed to have some insights in his heart, and these ghosts became the props for Fan Denglong to understand.

Gradually, the speed of Fan Denglong's punching slowed down, and his indomitable momentum also weakened. It seemed that he was a lot lazy, but the chaotic boxing techniques became more standardized. Although it seemed a little awkward, the resulting The damage is real.

There are fewer and fewer ghosts, but Fan Denglong's boxing skills are getting more and more proficient. It seemed a bit awkward before, but now it looks much more pleasing to the eye.

(End of this chapter)