Urban ancient fairy doctor

The three of them, Xieyan Daojun, were all startled and looked back together.

I saw a group of people walking over, led by a young man in his twenties, Ye Bufan.

Feng Xingkong exclaimed: "The person named Ye is actually you? How did you come here?"

Before Ye Bufan could speak, Nalan Yujia roared angrily: "You beast, how dare you imprison the old dean here!"

When she first entered the academy, she had met this respected old dean, but she didn't expect that he disappeared not long after.

Everyone speculated about Wei Wentong's disappearance, thinking that he had gone somewhere to practice, but they didn't expect that he was imprisoned here.

They were outside just now and heard the conversation inside clearly. They didn't expect that the vicious Feng Xingkong would even absorb the soul of others, and in the end he didn't even want to let go of the corpse.

Nalan Yujia originally hated evil, but now he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He punched out and hit Feng Xingkong with the fierce force of the Tyrant Dragon Technique.

Feng Xingkong pulled Feng Tianxiang behind him, then raised his hand to greet him.

The fists of the two people collided, and there was a loud roar, and the whole cave seemed to tremble.

Then a figure flew backwards and hit the wall with a bang. It was the embarrassed Feng Xingkong.

His cultivation was weaker before, not to mention that now Nalan Yujia has improved again. He was blown away with one move, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Getting up from the ground, Feng Xingkong looked shocked.

"You...you've actually reached the late stage of integration?"

Although he knew that Nalan Yujia was extremely talented in martial arts, he didn't get promoted so quickly, right?

He has just been promoted to the middle stage of integration, and he has broken through to another level in just a few days.

He had also received some news before, saying that the Di family had failed in Lingxiao Academy and that Nalan Yujia was already in the late stage of integration.

But he didn't believe it at all, thinking it was just an exaggerated rumor. After all, he had been stuck in the middle stage of integration for five years, and there was still no sign of a breakthrough.

Today, he suffered a big loss just after the fight. Only then did he realize that all this was true and that he was no longer his opponent.

"Brother Xieyan Taoist, this woman is very powerful, I can only leave it to you."

This guy was originally a cunning person. Seeing that he was no match, he directly pulled Feng Tianxiang and hid behind Xieyan Daojun.

"Don't worry, it won't be

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Is it a woman? Leave it to me. "

The evil-eyed Dao Lord glanced at the women in Nalan Yujia with his lewd gaze, and then revealed a sinister smile on his face.

"The skins of these little girls are pretty good, and they are perfect for being my corpse puppets."

"Old bastard, go to hell!"

Nalan Yujia roared angrily, and then punched out again. The endless punches overwhelmed the Evil Eye Dao Lord.

Xieyan Taojun was only at the middle stage of integration, and was no match for Nalan Yujia. He did not force the attack, but ducked to the side in a flash.

Behind him was Wei Wentong. In order to prevent accidental injury, Nalan Yujia quickly withdrew his fists.

At this moment, a black long knife appeared in the palm of Xieyan Daojun, and he slashed it out.

This black knife is about one and a half meters long. It is different from ordinary weapons. It is filled with black air and exudes an extremely sinister aura.

The black air from this knife spread quickly, forming a black mist in the blink of an eye. The sound of ghosts crying and howling was heartbreaking, and it was like countless resentful spirits.

These resentful spirits seemed to have crawled out of hell and pounced on them with incomparable ferocity.

"Let me destroy the evil ways!"

Nalan Yujia was not afraid, and the true energy in his body suddenly burst out, instantly tearing the black mist in front of him into pieces, and the violent resentful spirits were also blocked out.

But after all, she underestimated the long black knife. Even so, it could only keep the resentful spirit out, but could not completely remove it for a while.

Xieyan Daojun chuckled. He naturally did not think that he could easily deal with a strong man in the late stage of integration.

His target was not Nalan Yuga, but the few people behind him.

This guy has long seen that among this group of people, only the woman in front of him has the combined cultivation level, and the rest are at the Void Refining Realm at best, and are completely vulnerable.

As long as he controls the people behind him, Nalan Yujia will definitely take action, and the initiative will be in his own hands.

The evil-eyed Taoist waved his hand, and half of the resentful spirits immediately came out and roared towards Ye Bufan and others.

He was not an upright monk to begin with, so he was very familiar with doing this kind of thing.

"Damn it!"

Nalan Yujia was furious when he saw that he had trapped him to sneak attack on others, but now that he was trapped by those resentful spirits, he could only act in a hurry and had no other choice.

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Their expressions changed drastically. Their cultivations were all in the Void Refining Realm, but they were born with a fear of things like resentful spirits. So far, they could only use their own body-protecting Qi to stop them.

In comparison, the cultivation levels of Chu Lingxi and Jiang Fangzhou were much lower, and they were unable to fight against the resentful spirits in front of them.

"You all stand behind me."

At this critical moment, Ye Bufan stepped forward and protected everyone behind him.

"Xiao Fan..."

The others exclaimed, and before they had time to react, Ye Bufan's figure had been swallowed up by countless resentful spirits.

"Little brother..."

Hu Yaoyao was about to step forward to rescue him, but was surprised to find that after the resentful spirits surrounded Ye Bufan, they disappeared quickly and merged into his sleeves like hundreds of rivers and oceans.

This is naturally the result of the demon refining bottle. In order to prevent others from seeing this magical weapon, Ye Bufan hid it directly in his sleeve.

Fortunately, the sleeves of clothing in this era are extremely wide. Let alone a demon refining bottle, even a large thermos bottle can be covered tightly without worrying about being seen.

Under the powerful suction of the demon refining bottle, almost in the blink of an eye, all the resentful spirits released from the black knife were sucked away.

The sneer on the evil-eyed Dao Lord's face instantly froze. This black demonic sword was made by him using countless souls of the dead. It was always unfavorable and powerful. It could even kill people across levels. He never expected that this would be the result in front of him.

"Boy, what is this?"

His eyes were fixed on Ye Bufan's sleeves, wondering how the other party did it.

"This is called the Universe in a Sleeve, haven't you heard of it?"

Ye Bufan smiled slightly. The Demon Refining Bottle had already been put away at this moment, and the other party would not see any trace of it.

"Old bastard, go to hell!"

Without the shackles of the resentful spirit, Nalan Yujia regained his freedom and reached out to grab Taoist Evil Eye.

"You forced me to do this!"

A ferocious look flashed across the face of the evil-eyed Dao Lord, and then the vertical pupil on his forehead slowly opened, revealing a fiery red strange eye.

"What is this?"

Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked. They didn't understand how this veteran had three eyes.

After the strange eye came out, it immediately released a strange red light, shining towards Nalan Yujia like a searchlight.