‘The third-level spirit wood mixed with ghost energy… is really

Some of them are rare and are excellent materials for refining certain Yin attribute magic weapons and talismans...

Now that she has seen it, Fang Xi will not miss it.

You Kun took a step forward and cut off the spiritual tree from the root with just one stroke of his dry fingers, and grabbed it.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a black shadow flashed in the void, instantly breaking through the dozens of feet of red spirit cloud defense surrounding You Kun, and a green ghost claw clawed at his head!

Hoho!

A fire dragon jumped out of the air and rushed towards the enemy with its teeth and claws, but was caught in the air by a big green net!

Even if the fire dragon's mouth spurts out flames that can melt metal into iron, it will not be able to do anything to this green net!

"Jie Jie!"

A strange laugh came from the void, and behind You Kun, another small white bone sword appeared. There was a sparkling light on it, and runes appeared one after another. It was a third-level magic weapon. It had disappeared without a trace, but now it suddenly appeared.

Appeared and pierced the Three Yang True Fire Shield, making the magic weapon buzz!

Katcha!

The green claws were also grasped on the real fire shield, entangled by two fire dragons, but wisps of black air came out, resisting

Refined by true fire.

"Core Formation Ghost Cultivator!"

With a flash of thought, Fang Xi discovered a figure in the ghost mist.

"No...it's both ends!"

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and pointed at the fire dragon trapped in the green net: "Explode!"

The fire dragon screamed, turned into a ball of red flames, and exploded fiercely.

The fiery core-level fire-attributed spiritual power continued to spread to the surroundings, shattering the green giant network into pieces.

In the ghost mist, a figure groaned, obviously suffering a small loss from this move.

"Explode! Explode!"

Seeing this, Fang Xi didn't hesitate and pointed at the two fire dragons.

Two balls of red fire spirit power instantly exploded outside the Sanyang True Fire Barrier, wrapping the ghost claws and the small bone sword inside.

Taking this opportunity, Fang Xi controlled the You Kun puppet to fly back and escaped from the Emerald Island.

In the ghost mist, six fire dragons surrounded a person, turning him into a crimson escaping light, and escaped from the Emerald Island in embarrassment.

At the rear, the two ghost cultivators no longer covered themselves up, and their qi at the level of pill formation surged wildly, controlling the ghost mist, and chased them out directly.

Even though the elixir-forming ghost cultivators will not leave the Netherworld easily, they have suffered a small loss from You Kun before, and instead were inspired to become ferocious!

The two ghost cultivators left the Emerald Island one after the other.

And behind them, another cyan rainbow flashed.

Fang Xi was dressed in a green robe, with a smile on her face, and her hands clasped together: "Yimu Divine Thunder...fall!"

Boom!
Chapter completed!