Mortal blood!

boom!

Suddenly, an extremely powerful demon power burst out from the golden dragon.

The strong ghost energy that was coming quickly was blocked in an instant.

This made Lin Fan, who was standing behind Jin Long, finally breathe a little relieved.

"Is this the Ghost King of the Yins? It's actually the Great Perfection state of the late Nascent Soul!" Lin Fan was secretly surprised.

However, he was also confused at the moment.

"Just now the Ghost King of Yins came straight towards me. Did I offend him in some way?"

Lin Fan secretly thought about it, but after thinking about it several times, he couldn't figure out what kind of hatred there was between himself and the Ghost King of Yins, and he became more and more puzzled.

"Haha, Jin Long, you look down too much on these losers you brought. With just the three of them, there is still a long way to go to defeat this king!"

The Ghost King of Yinsi smiled ferociously.

The thick black ghost energy quickly converged.

Not long after, a handsome man wearing a black robe with clear skin, like jade, appeared in front of everyone.

No need to guess, this person is the Ghost King of the Yins.

At this moment, the ghost spirits that came with him also shrank rapidly and turned into three mid-stage pill-forming ghost cultivators, one short, one thin, and one fat, standing quietly behind the Yinsi Ghost King.

"The Ghost King has such a strong tone. You won't regret the agreement I made with you back then, right?" Jin Long sneered.

The ghost king of Yinsi looked calm.

Disdainful eyes swept over Lin Fan and the other three, and he said unceremoniously: "I have always been true to my word, but I still have no clues about what I asked you to do. Jin Long, are you perfunctory with me? ?”

"Haha, Ghost King, why are you in such a hurry? Princess Luoli is unparalleled in beauty, and she and you, Ghost King, are a perfect match. Is it possible that, with your abilities, you will not be so popular?"

Jinlong laughed.

His cynicism immediately made the Yinsi Ghost King's face become extremely gloomy.

"Jin Long, you really don't know how to open the pot. If I hadn't made a small mistake back then, Luo Li... Hey, I just want to ask you, what exactly did you do when I asked you to do something? How's it going? If you don't have that ability, don't waste my time. I have to ask other Taoists to find someone for me."

The ghost king of Yinsi sneered again and again.

His ferocious voice made Jin Long suddenly feel more stressed.

Soon, Jin Long smiled slightly: "Master Ghost King is really impatient. Don't worry, I have asked all the demon cultivators in Wuyahai to start looking for someone for you. If the person you are looking for is really in Wuyahai, As for Ya Hai, I will definitely find him for you. I’m afraid that the person you are looking for is no longer Wu Ya Hai.”

"Hmph, don't worry about this. I have my own arrangements. You just need to search for me within Wuyahai!"

"Okay, it's a deal. If that's the case, how about we fulfill the bet we made back then?"

"No problem. I promised you back then that each of you will find three immortal cultivators in the middle stage of the pill formation, and the winner will be determined by their strength. If you win three or two, I will agree to your request. If I win, I will also I don’t ask you for anything else. You just need to hurry up and find someone for me.”

"Okay, it's a deal!"

The golden dragon was overjoyed.

As he spoke, his eyes immediately looked at Lin Fan.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, take action first!"

"Yes, Senior Jinlong!"

Lin Fan nodded and immediately took a step forward.

At this moment, he seemed to have the same expression as usual, but the vigilance deep in his heart had reached its extreme.

"Who's coming?" Lin Fan asked.

After the three pill-forming ghost cultivators looked at each other, the skinny old man stood up immediately.

"I'm here to teach you what fellow Taoist is capable of!"

As he spoke, Guixiu's figure swayed and turned into several ghost auras and quickly disappeared from the place.

The speed was so fast that even the golden dragon could only see an afterimage.

"Ghost clone technique?" Jin Long said with a horrified expression.

Lin Fan seemed to have a calm expression, but his Qingming Spiritual Eyes were secretly activated.

Don't look at the ghost clone technique of the skinny old man, which is extremely mysterious.

But under the gaze of Lin Fan's clear spiritual eyes, there was absolutely nothing to hide.

"Want to sneak attack me? No way!"

Lin Fan cursed secretly.

As he spoke, Lin Fan activated the Scarlet Flame Essence Sword.

As the extremely pure ghost energy quickly poured into the Red Flame Essence Sword.

A soft chirping sound instantly sounded from the Red Flame Essence Sword.

Buzz!

The sound was clear and crisp, like the roar of a dragon.

The red flames surged in an instant.

Soon, it reached a height of ten feet.

The scorching heat continued to erupt from the flames, driving away the ghost energy nearby.

At the same time, the soul-losing sand in Lin Fan's body had been secretly activated.

"go!"

With a loud shout, Lin Fan activated the Red Flame Essence Sword and shot out.

The whirring flames kept burning, looking from a distance, it looked like a fire dragon.

The skinny old man who used the ghost clone technique suddenly shrank his pupils.

He suddenly discovered that Lin Fan had seen through his whereabouts.

At this moment, the Red Flame Essence Sword was heading straight towards him with great accuracy.

"not good!"

The skinny old man was shocked.

With a flash of figure, he slipped out of the ghostly aura.

Just when he was about to take advantage of this opportunity to go directly behind Lin Fan, a terrifying ghostly aura appeared out of thin air from the void around him.

The next moment, a terrifying biting cold air hit his face.

The speed of the ghost energy in his body slowed down a lot in an instant.

At this moment, the Red Flame Essence Sword activated by Lin Fan was already falling fiercely towards the top of his head.

Just this one move!

Even if the skinny old man is not killed on the spot, he can be severely injured in an instant.

Seeing this, Jin Long's eyes flashed with surprise.

With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that Lin Fan was definitely going to win this time.

Seeing this, the Yinsi Ghost King on the side couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"stop!"

The moment the sound rang out, a harsh buzzing sound came from Lin Fan's ears.

A dizzy feeling suddenly emerged from the depths of his mind.

The attack power of the Crimson Flame Essence Sword and the Soul-falling Sand he activated were also greatly reduced instantly.

Taking this opportunity, the Ghost King of Yinsi grabbed him and directly rescued the skinny old man from Lin Fan's attack.

"I didn't expect that you, a human cultivator, are so powerful that you can severely injure me and others. Well, you win this time."

The ghost king's way.

When Lin Fan saw this, he couldn't help but look ecstatic.

Just when he was about to retreat behind Jin Long, the Ghost King of Yins looked at Lin Fan and smiled sinisterly.

"Fellow Taoist, when will you pay me what you owe me? If you dare to refuse, I will definitely drain your soul and refine it!"