My filial piety has gone bad

What about option one that the sword wielder agreed on?

Chen bowed and said:

"The last time was just a theoretical assessment, which shows that I am not mistaken. You are indeed a talented swordsman, but after all, you have only cultivated qi, and you have not yet entered the battlefield. If you die here, you will die in three days. I died on Sword Holding Peak."

Xiao Ran shook his head calmly, feeling that Chen Xingxing underestimated You Ming.

"We're already on the battlefield."

The two old Yuanying coaches didn't even pay attention to You Ming.

"Bo Yunzi is watching from the top of the mountain. If there is any danger, the risky thunderstorm will save you. Relax and treat it as a trial."

Xiao Ran smiled helplessly and said:

"The Nether will not test me."

After finishing speaking, he slashed out with a random sword, even if it was driven by spiritual power, the sword power was superimposed layer upon layer, roaring like a dragon, and in the end it was still quickly swallowed by Nether.

The sword that instantly killed Ye Fan was nothing but a fart in front of You Ming.

"This Nether is different. His white eyes can change shapes, and his tentacles are too thin and too many. The two cooperate to draw spiritual power at a strange hypnotic speed, and may evolve like a snowball."

Elder brother Ouyang stroked his beard and said:

"Don't be alarmed, Nether is also a living being, and the three Nascent Soul monks like me can't deal with a Golden Core Nether?"

The figures of the three of them flashed, forming corners, surrounding You Ming in the middle.

"Samadhi is really out of fire!"

The yellow flames from the three realms of Nascent Soul spurted out, burned towards Nether, and merged into a white flame on Nether.

Netherworld was quickly burned to ashes, and in a blink of an eye it got up from the ashes again, condensing the figure of Sunflower again.

"Ok?"

What's even more unbelievable is that You Ming absorbed the power of the Nascent Soul in the flames, and was quickly upgraded to the Nascent Soul You Ming!

The three were shocked.

"how is this possible!"

"What ghost ghost is this?"

Maybe it's the Great Emperor Youming!

Xiao Ran thought so.

Ye Fan's incarnation of Nether seems to have the power of the great emperor in the Nether, infinitely absorbing spirits, constantly reborn in death, and evolving...

There are usually only two ways to deal with ghosts.

The first one is to cast high spiritual pressure long-range spells to suppress and destroy Nether's physical body in one fell swoop, exceeding the upper limit of Nether's absorption of spiritual power.

It's a pity that Samadhi, who was sure of winning, failed.

Next, there is only the second option - melee sword fighting, physical supernatural power.

Among the three, Chen Gongxing, the one with the best swordsmanship, flashed his figure.

Stepping closer to You Ming, he slashed across with a sword.

Now it's Nascent Soul vs. Nascent Soul!

Even though Chen Gongxing's body skills are solid and his swordsmanship is top-notch, it is difficult to win quickly. He was soon entangled by You Ming's thick limbs and fell into a bitter struggle.

A sword cuts the tentacles, and the tentacles immediately grow out in place...

The speed of swinging the sword could not keep up with the speed of the growth of the tentacles. If it weren't for Chen Gongxing's solid posture and stepping in the blind spot of the tentacles, he would have disappeared long ago.

Seeing this, the two old men realized the seriousness of the problem. They were old and lacked physical skills, and it was nothing to go up, so they raised their heads and shouted:

"This is not a Nether that I and the Nascent Soul cultivators can solve. Senior Brother Chen must not die. Please also ask Senior Brother Bo Yunzi to quickly drop the thunder to kill this ghost!"

The eyes of the main peak.

Sitting cross-legged, Bo Yunzi fell into silence, unable to make a decision for a while.

Jianping, behind the two old men, Xiao Ran, who had always been regarded as air, led Chuyan to the front of the two.

"Wait a minute!"

Xiao Ran felt that the human-shaped Nether that appeared on Zhijian Peak yesterday might have some connection with this Nether.

Seeing the strong man, the ghost will judge the situation and run away.

And this Nether's predecessor, Ye Fan, is also an old Yinbi. In the previous battle, he deliberately used the stone wall to trap him, luring him to break through the wall and hit the black tower.

Therefore, the Sunflower Youming in front of him is likely to be smarter than everyone imagined, and it is likely to set up a trap!

If a high-level Nether is ambushing outside the mountain protection formation at this moment, once the thunder strikes and reveals its flaws, the high-level Nether sneaks in, the master is not there, and the head of Sleeping Cultivation, Zongzhi Mountain may be destroyed.

But Chen Xingxing has been caught in a hard fight, and his life is in danger at any time. The real Yinyue is still on the way, and she is not good at fighting...

The situation is urgent and there is no further delay. Xiao Ran has a plan now, and said to the two old coaches:

"I would like to ask the two senior brothers to protect me here, beware of the ghost attack, and give me a hundred breaths of time."

With the situation at this point, the two coaches dare not rely on the old to sell the old.

"it is good."

Xiao Ran then said to Chu Yan behind him:

"You send spiritual power to my dantian."

Chuyan was slightly taken aback, and reminded softly:

"Can you bear the spiritual power of the Golden Core Realm?"

Xiao Ran is speechless, what time is it, and he is still thinking about such trivial matters!

"Why didn't you ask me if I could bear it when you pressed me under you last night?"

The faces of the two old coaches froze, and they couldn't keep up with the thinking of the young people for a long time.

Chu Yan didn't blush, her heart didn't beat, she stood behind Xiao Ran, her palms gathered together.