The ghost minister's sickle was just a few centimeters outside Yan Ning's neck, but his white smile froze.

clang—

A harsh sound rang out, and a spark flashed by Yan Ning's neck. In the blink of an eye, Yan Ning actually retracted the sword and blocked the ghost minister's killing attack!

"Take out your real skills and after solving you, I still have serious things to do." Yan Ning said lightly.

"Bastard!" The ghost minister felt anger. Yan Ning's strength had improved again in such a short time, which was really terrible!

He put away his sickle, flew more than ten meters, and distanced himself from Yan Ning.

Yan Ning held the long sword in his hand, his eyes were full of anger: "Ghost minister, let's calculate the account of the Changsheng Sect slowly. Now, I will calculate with you the kidnapping of my woman first!"

After Yan Ning finished speaking, he inserted his sword into the bluestone at his feet with a clang, and then turned his hands into his palms and slowly chanted:

"Geng, Xin, Ren and Gui, the eight heavenly Dings. I am urgently ordered my mouth and my heart. Wumen has an order to give me a finger! The 72 golden needles of Wumen will kill all the evil demons and demons in the world!"

"This is how you use seventy-two golden needles? It seems that you are more anxious than me!"

The ghost minister looked at the seventy-two golden needles flying out of Yan Ning and couldn't help but sneer. He had learned about the seventy-two golden needles when he was in Shenshan City before, but it was absolutely whimsical to solve the problem with the golden needle storm!

"Come on, if you solve you, the new Ghost King will be born smoothly. At that time, all your friends and relatives will die under the hands of our brothers! I will swallow your flesh and blood into your stomach little by little!"

The ghost minister smiled cruelly, and his body gradually became illusory, and soon turned into a black storm of storm. A cold light suddenly appeared in the storm. It was the two sickles in the hand of the ghost minister!

If you get involved in this storm, you will probably be cut into pieces by the Ghost Minister’s sickle in an instant!

Yan Ning was not afraid of the storm of the ghost minister. His eyes were closed and his face was expressionless, but the seventy-two golden needles behind him were already ready to move. The terrifying golden light became more and more dazzling, and even dispelled a lot of yin energy in the evil spirit space!

Retreat the demons and hide all the ghosts!

"I want to see, are you so yin and windy, or are you so powerful in Wumen Golden Needle!"

Yan Ning suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes widened like a tiger's eyes, and the magic seal in his hand changed, pointing to the Storm of the Ghost Minister. The golden needle behind him suddenly rotated, and a terrifying aura emanated. The Storm of the Ghost Minister actually collided with the Yin Feng of the Ghost Minister head-on!

The Ghost Minister's words are right. In the evil spirit space, the yin is strong and the yang is weak. The storm used by the Ghost Minister is obviously much stronger than before. Yan Ning's golden needle is even less powerful than the one that erupts in Shenshan City!

The two storms collided again, and the right and wrong was immediately judged!

Seeing the Golden Needle Storm gradually weakened, the ghost minister at the center of the storm couldn't help but sneer: "Yan Ning, you are still a child who never grows up after all. This time, don't think about leaving the evil spirit space alive!"

Yan Ning looked at the gradually weakening Golden Needle Storm, but his face remained unchanged, as if everything was in his control. He saw his fingers slightly move and he began to recite another spell:

"White thunder is dominating, and the wind and clouds obey the order! Disciple Yan Ning led the heavenly thunder to destroy thousands of evil spirits, destroy thousands of ghosts, open my god order, and kill ghosts and gods!"

This thunder and fire spell of the commandment can instantly turn ordinary zombies into ashes, and it has an even more blocking effect in the face of the yin energy in the evil spirit space. After Yan Ning finished reciting the spell, dark clouds in the dark sky actually gathered, and purple lightning flashed inside.

A solemn aura made Zhou Rui, who was in the distance, unable to help but feel numb.

"Stack me!" Yan Ning shouted violently, and his raised palm slashed down. The terrifying lightning fell from the sky in an instant, but its target was not the ghost minister, but the eye of the golden needle storm!

"What the hell is this kid doing!" The ghost minister stared at the thunder fire tightly, and felt a vague feeling of something wrong.

After the lightning struck into the Golden Needle Storm, it actually burned the forest like a fire. The purple thunder fire instantly spread throughout the Golden Needle Storm. The golden light gradually disappeared, replaced by the purple thunder fire. Now the Golden Needle Storm has turned into a terrifying thunder fire storm!

"Ghost minister, this thunder and fire storm is my gift to you to avenge Xiaoya's kidnapping!" Yan Ning stood up coldly and shouted at the ghost minister who was in the dark wind.

The ghost minister's face was gloomy. The power of the thunder and fire storm was beyond his imagination. The outside was thunder and fire that weakened the yin energy, and the inside contained the golden needles of Wumen. Even if he was in an evil spirit space full of yin energy, he could not resist it for a moment!

"Yan Ning, don't force me!"

The ghost minister suddenly roared to the sky. The rags wrapped around his body were shattered, revealing the white bones on his body. These white bones actually became thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye in front of Yan Ning. In the blink of an eye, the ghost minister actually put away the cold wind and turned into a giant five or six meters high!

Seeing this scene, Yan Ning couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, will he transform?"

Yan Ning has actually seen such a skill, and has seen it from Hei Wuchang Fan Wujiu. Could it be that this is the special ability of the Ghost King?

No, Fan Wujiu is a ghost demon, and it is somewhat different from the ghost king.

Yan Ning felt that the yin energy in the evil spirit space was gathering madly on the ghost minister, and immediately understood that this guy was absorbing the yin energy in the evil spirit space to strengthen himself!

"Good guy..." Yan Ning held the hilt of the sword again, pulled the sword out of the bluestone, pointed the tip of the sword directly into the skeleton head of Guichen, and said coldly, "What else can I do? I will use it all later, otherwise -- there will be no chance in the future!"

"Arrogant boy, I will let you know what regret means!" The ghost minister said with a sneer, and his huge fist waved towards Yan Ning.

Zhou Rui looked at the huge ghost minister and couldn't help but sigh: "The yin energy in this evil spirit space has been accumulated for three hundred years. The ghost minister has absorbed so much for a while, I'm afraid he will not feel good about it... Yan Ning really can't keep it!"

His eyes looked at the two evil spirits who were devouring evil spirits in the Colosseum, and his eyes were slightly closed: "The evil spirits are about to be eaten up, and the next time is the time for you two to fight to the death."

Zhou Rui was looking at Gui Zhong and Li Yaxuan, but Su Yan was looking at him. Then, in Zhang Rui's surprised gaze, Su Yan slowly stood up and walked towards Zhou Rui.

Zhang Rui quickly followed Su Yan with struggle: "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to kill him." Su Yan said coldly.

"Kill him?"

"My parents were killed by him. Now I know the secret of Juehai Prison, but I can't create evil ghosts as crazy as him. Then I can only take revenge if I kill him!" Su Yan said viciously.

Zhang Rui glanced at Zhuang Xiaoya who was running towards Chen Zhijie and sighed: "Forget it, I'll go with you and kill Zhou Rui, or it may be a little delayed in the birth of the new ghost king. We can't be in vain."

Zhang Rui now knows that this place is not a real underworld, and Zhang Sijia can't be found. Now, it's better to help Yan Ning and destroy it.
Chapter completed!