The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

, there was no fall as imagined, spiritual energy surged under the cliff, and a few strands of spiritual energy surrounded her, supporting her as she sank to the bottom of the peak.

The strong wind mixed with the air-conditioning made her face hurt.

"What the hell is this place?" Ming Fan muttered and looked around, but it was too dark to see anything.

She accidentally kicked the stone step and stumbled.

"The smelly girl is right, there is indeed a ghost in this place."

The old ghost suddenly spoke up, which seemed quite eerie to match this scene. Ming Fan rolled his eyes.

"Has anyone ever said that you are always boring?" She originally hunted ghosts, and even if she saw ghosts, it was only as a fellow villager meeting a fellow villager.

Gui Lao smacked his lips. He really wanted to scare this girl on a whim, and then he said seriously: "At the bottom of the peak, there seems to be the aura of an old friend, but there is some distance, and I can't tell it."

Ming Fan simply lay back, and her spiritual energy changed form to support her.

Fall asleep? Gui Lao is speechless. Young people today are not as good as they were back then.

About half an hour later, Ming Fan opened her eyes. She felt the spiritual energy around her becoming increasingly dense, and she guessed it was time.

The air mask that had been supporting her collapsed without warning, and she fell straight to the ground.

Ming Fan: "!" Okay, you're just playing dirty tricks, right?

He casually pulled out the Sui Feng Jue, and immediately his face stopped, Ming Fan steadied his feet and landed safely.

He stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and walked inside. The bottom of the peak was darker than the top, which made people feel that there might be some huge monster hidden behind it.

Pulling out an illuminating bead, Ming Fan could barely see clearly what was in front of him under the weak light.

Two stone pillars rise into the sky, and a black plaque hangs on each pillar, which reads...

Forget it, she couldn't understand this. The ancient characters were coiled on the stone pillars, giving people unconscious oppression.

"Old Ghost, where is the aura you sensed?" Ming Fan asked in a low voice.

"The deepest part." Gui Lao said in a deep voice.

Ming Fan walked inside without saying a word, keeping an eye on his surroundings as he walked.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you?" Gui Lao couldn't help but ask when she saw that she didn't hesitate.

Smiling, Mingfan didn't even think about it: "The King of Hell asked me to die on the third watch, and I'll report it on the second watch. I don't know if a disaster is coming. In the worst case, I'll hang myself."

Old Ghost: "..." He shouldn't be curious and expect this girl to spit out some ivory.

"Besides, you are a good person."

Ming Fan hugged the black box and smiled. Gui Lao could see something sinister in his smile.

"Be careful. There are many formations here. You only have one life, so take your time."

Ming Fan thought to himself: She dares to be the second best, but no one dares to be the first.

But as the journey went smoothly, Ming Fan frowned more and more: "Old Ghost, haven't you sucked my luck recently?"

"Suck it, suck it every day."

There was something wrong. Ming Fan slowed down and it went so smoothly. It was unlikely that someone with bad luck would encounter it.

Ming Fan suddenly jumped up, and the next second, he heard a "click" under his feet. There was a strong wind all around, and the original place was in ruins.

"Boom--" The originally silent sky suddenly suddenly jumped up because of Ming Fan, striking a thunderbolt at her.

Ming Fan, who was waiting for her here, fell downwards, dodged a few times, and ran forward, with lightning and thunder behind him.

"This is just right." A person with extremely bad luck will always be scary if he is not unlucky.

"Some people just have the potential to be perverted." The old ghost sneered as he looked at the girl who was chased by lightning and thunder.

Ming Fan quickly circulated his spiritual power, jumped horizontally repeatedly, looked for the formation's eye, spotted the place where the air flow fluctuated the most, and threw out an ice blade.

The senior brothers have said that there are many formations at the peak and bottom, and everyone encounters them differently.

The formations seemed to have a temper, and they would choose to activate them according to the person coming. However, her cultivation level was low, so she was not afraid of encountering someone who was too strong.

After breaking the fifty-eighth formation, she stopped in Bengbu.

"I'll die first, remember to collect my body." Ming Fan howled, really tired.

The old ghost rolled his eyes, "Damn girl," he said, "I'll collect the body for you. I see you lift the knife and drop it very quickly."

"Go over there." Gui Lao asked Ming Fan to let him out and led her inside.

Lin Wan, Shu Leshan and others above looked at the bottom of the peak where clouds were gathering for a while, then thunder and lightning flashed, and they were not surprised.

"Let's go, let's go. I made a fortune and my little junior sister Jiren will have her own destiny." Leshan shook his folding fan and planned to go back to his cave.

But Rong Hua was a little worried: "But this little junior sister's movement is a bit big."

Although a few of them have also experienced violent baptism, they are far inferior to the junior sister.

"Don't worry, maybe there's just too much movement." He Mu gnawed on a spiritual fruit, trusting his junior sister.

"Besides, the formation at the bottom of the peak will become stronger when it comes to strength. Junior sister has only practiced at the third level of Qi. It is impossible for her to be so unlucky and encounter any difficulties."

Several people thought the same thing, so they dispersed and went back to their homes.

"What the hell!" Ming Fan shouted angrily and smashed the black box violently.

Who told her that although it was scary down there, it was not fatal! She's about to die, okay!

Ming Fan was looking gray and gray at the moment, his clothes were hanging on his body, and one arm was hanging limply. She numbly held the dislocated arm and reconnected it with force.

Ever since she took a wrong step, the formations she encountered behind her were either rolling thunder or strong winds, and without exception, they all beat her to death.

Looking at the seven stars in the sky, it's really good. This time, the formation eyes directly ran to the sky. How can this be fun?

The old ghost was shaken to the point of vomiting.

"Stinky girl, do you want to torture my old bones to death?" Although he was already dead.

Ming Fan touched her nose awkwardly. She didn't even have a weapon. She only had this iron lump in her hand that she could barely use.

"Old Ghost, I am here to help you recover."

After saying that, she threw the black box out again and neutralized the sword energy attacking her.

The flying swords around her buzzed and whizzed towards her.

"The Seven Star Sword Formation is indeed well-deserved." Ming Fan dodged among the hundreds of swords, his eyes eager to try.

She had read through the ancient books on Qi Men Dun Jia that she had read at home since she was a child. She never expected that she would encounter the real thing here.

"You do have some knowledge." Mr. Ghost praised, "I probably have some guesses about the aura."

"Who?" Ming Fan's eyes lit up. The person Gui Lao could name must be a powerful character. He might be able to pick it out.

"It's all been said roughly." Gui blew his beard angrily, "This hasn't been determined yet."

"If you break this formation, go inside quickly."

Ming Fan choked, he didn't know: "This sword formation is in the sky, I can't get up."

Although she knew about this sword formation and saw the formation's eyes, she was only at the third level of Qi training and was a novice.

His mind was spinning, he weighed the ghost old man in his hand, Ming Fan chuckled, if he didn't have a chance, he would create one himself.

"Let's go!" He said, gathering all the spiritual energy in his palm, and the next second, he threw the black box out.

The black box is like a shooting star, flying straight like the eye of the seven stars, opening the sun.

The flying swords all around stagnated and fell to the ground with a clatter.

After it was broken, Ming Fan hurriedly hid to the side, and the black box hit the ground with a "duang" sound, accompanied by the old ghost's roar.

"Damn girl, stinky girl, you bullied the old man."

Ming Fan clicked his tongue twice and looked at the big hole in the ground. He was glad that he hid quickly. He was not afraid. Girls are different when they go out.

"Which way are we going?" He picked up the black box and asked as if nothing was wrong.

"Listen to the sound of water and go to the end." Gui Lao stopped talking.

Yo, are you angry?

"Oh~ Grandpa Ghost~ Don't worry, I will definitely find what you want.

I will rescue you from the black shell, and then I will give you a love affair with a red sunset, and take the eighteenth-bedroom concubine. "

Ming Fan held the black box and said with a flattering smile.

"Hmph." The old ghost hummed, and he refrained from asking what the sunset red was. "The closer you are to that, the more dangerous the formation will be. Be careful."

Mingfan was prepared: "That's natural."

She could feel that the formation became more and more tricky as it went deeper.

But she is a mean person. She goes to the mountain knowing that there are tigers in it.