Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 967
Although it is in the state of soul, once it is condensed into substance, his facial features and facial expressions can still be seen clearly.

Qing Yishui was wearing a black robe, holding a steel fork, exuding a faint glow, and the leader was also covered with a thick layer of armor.

The ghost cultivator in armor was about the same level as Fan Denglong, and looked at Fan Denglong coldly, "Outsiders are not welcome in Jialan City, I advise you to leave."

Holding Zhenxian in his hand, Fan Denglong said with a smile: "Don't be so heartless, it's just an excuse."

"Then die,"

As soon as the words fell, the ghost cultivator in armor charged at Fan Denglong with a steel fork, shouting, kill.

One of the black cats following behind Fan Denglong yelled, and turned into a black shadow and rushed towards a low-level ghost cultivator.

Fan Denglong squinted his eyes, and streams of sword energy shot out. Liang Fan also greeted him with an ordinary long sword.

The battle came and ended quickly. Fan Denglong's figure circled from the front of Ghost Xiu to the back, which basically meant that the battle was over. Even the leading ghost general was not Fan Denglong's all-in-one enemy.The whole body of Zhenxian Sword is covered with death energy, it is absorbing death energy.

Zhenxian itself is an evil sword. When it was cast out of the oven, it was sacrificed with the blood of living people.

Liquan absorbs spiritual energy, while Zhenxian absorbs dead energy.

"Where we are going, no one can stop us."

Liang Fan saw that Fan Denglong was so fierce, so he played a 13 casually.

Black shadows soared into the sky in Jialan City, and masters kept coming here.

Fan Denglong tapped Zhenxian's sword hilt with his fingers, as if he was thinking about how long it would take to get rid of these people.

Liang Fan hid behind Fan Denglong, bared his teeth and said, "You hang up, you go up first."

Fan Denglong summoned Liquan in his heart, but there was still no movement, Fan Denglong was a little helpless, he could only hand out his sword, and the Zhenxian turned into thousands of real fires, and those ghost cultivators who came here touched the real fire It turned into a ball of flame and burned cleanly.

The sky-high flames were burning outside Jialan City, and the ghost cultivator's offensive was stagnated. Fan Denglong laughed loudly and said, "My lord, Fan Denglong, come to pay homage to Jialan City Lord. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, please condescend to see the City Lord."

"Jialan City has never cared about casualties, nor is it afraid of casualties. If you have the ability, you can destroy me and a hundred thousand ghost cultivators in the city."

An extremely strong voice came from Jialan City, Fan Denglong was taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't expect that the lord of Jialan City was actually a woman.

"I'm not Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, so I don't have such great ambitions."

Fan Denglong would not say that if hell is not empty, he will not become a Buddha, but as Liang Fan said, if someone blocks the way, he doesn't mind killing them.

Not being afraid of casualties is just a verbal discourse. If you really slaughter your whole city, then you will definitely not dare to speak so hard.

"If you don't have that kind of ambition, then it's best to ask you to detour,"

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Fan Denglong, wearing a fiery red robe, a pair of slender jade legs, a perfectly proportioned figure, protruding forward and backward, with an alluring appearance.

Barefoot, with two red strings on the ankles and a bell tied, the bell rings when walking, which can make people unconsciously focus on those perfect jade feet.

Lush Green has long nails on her fingers, and she is smiling, very coquettish.

In the mortal world, I don't know how many men would be willing to bow down under her pomegranate skirt.

But Fan Denglong just glanced at it lightly, and said to himself: "What if I have to live?"

"Little handsome boy, you are really a muscle."

The lord of Jialan gently slid Fan Denglong's face with his slender nails, breathed like blue and leaned close to Fan Denglong's ear, and the towering mountain peak completely squeezed Fan Denglong's chest, "What a handsome skin."

Fan Denglong teleported to three meters away immediately, and said coldly: "Put away your little tricks, if you don't let go, then don't blame me for being rude."

When it comes to charm, there is no one in the world better than the nine-tailed demon fox. It just so happens that Fan Denglong's family has one.This little trick of Lord Jialan is good enough to confuse those animals who only know how to think with their lower body. If they want to use it on Fan Denglong, they may be too shallow.

"A guy who doesn't know how to flatter,"

The Lord of Jialan snorted coldly, retreated tens of meters, waved his long sleeves, and the ghost cultivators standing behind shouted and rushed towards Fan Denglong in unison.

"I think you don't know how to live or die,"

Fan Denglong yelled violently, raised his hands to the sky, and a white light suddenly shone from his hands.

The white light was dazzling, and then it became more and more intense. Wherever the white light shined, there was a burst of sizzle.

A ghost cultivator at the front who was eager to express himself in front of the city lord saw this white light, and immediately lost his soul, leaving only a wisp of green smoke.

All the ghost cultivators turned pale with fright, only City Master Jialan was safe and sound, but even so, she shouted in surprise: "Bastard, what are you going to do?"

"Haven't you met?"

Fan Denglong asked with a smile, even Liang Fan who was standing beside him was a little unclear about what kind of exercise this was, and it seemed that it was not much worse than the purification function of the True Dragon Seal.

"This is the great purification technique of the Western Holy See, which is specially used to deal with ghosts like you."

The white light in his hand became brighter and brighter, and no ghost cultivator dared to step forward anymore. Just as Fan Denglong thought, although the owner of Jialan City said that he was very proud, Jialan City was not afraid of death.But no one is a fool, this rush will be the end of the soul, how many people dare to take a step beyond the thunder?
How firmly do you believe in stepping into the path of ghost cultivators? Only these ghost cultivators know that cultivating immortals is a thousand times more difficult than ordinary people. Who would rush to commit suicide so foolishly?

All the ghost cultivators looked at me and I looked at you, but none of the huge lineup of thousands dared to come out.

The Lord of Jialan screamed sharply: "Give it to me, these two are just the cultivation base of Nascent Soul, they won't last long."

No one moved, and the principle of shooting a bird with a gun is even more bloody and profound in this place of ghost cultivation.

bang,
A ghost cultivator standing next to the Jalan City Lord was instantly crushed by the Jalan City Lord, and his soul also disappeared in the void.

"Whoever kills him for me will be the deputy city lord of Jialan City."

A ghost cultivator began to breathe rapidly.

"Anyone who dares not to fight is like this person."

There was a murmur of discussion among the ghost cultivators, but Jialan City Master just squinted, and immediately a large number of ghost cultivators flew out to kill Fan Denglong.

"Stubborn,"

Fan Denglong sneered, holding a white light in one hand, and lightning flashing in the other.

Sometimes I have to say that the ability of the Western Holy See is really useful.

It doesn't need to consume aura, you only need to focus on accumulation in normal times, and it can be a great help at critical moments.

(End of this chapter)