Old Hong Ming was besieged by Ge Yu and others. He had no skills and was unable to support himself. He actually released dozens of ghosts from a magic weapon similar to a soul-sealing jar. Their bodies were glowing with rich blood. The number was not even small.

No less than those in Ge Yu’s Spirit Gathering Pagoda, there is also a very high-minded ghost among them.

This thing is very close to the existence of a ghost. I don’t know how many years it took Na Hongming to use evil methods to form this evil thing.

As soon as he saw this ghost appear, Ge Yu seemed to suddenly understand a problem.

The reason why Mr. Hongming refined so many ghosts is probably because he fed them to the evil spirits and devoured them. There are three ways for ghosts to improve their spiritual conduct.

The first type is the one who behaves indiscriminately as soon as he appears in this world. This is all because he had too much resentment before his death, just like Aunt Feng.

The second type is to find a way to practice after becoming a ghost, which is the so-called ghost cultivation.

The third method is to increase one's Tao Xing by swallowing other ghosts. The higher the Tao Xing of the devoured ghost is, the higher the Tao Xing of the ghost will be.

And Mr. Hongming kept killing people and refining ghosts just to cultivate such a ghost.

The ghost in front of him was wearing bloody clothes, his feet were not touching the ground, and he was suspended in the air. He had a ferocious look on his face, and the resentment in his eyes was overwhelming. When he saw it, Ge Yu had an illusion, as if he had seen the original foreign ghost.

Just like Aunt Feng in the building.

"Kill them!" Old Hongming pointed at Ge Yu and others and said angrily.

The ghost's face covered with knife edges suddenly became extremely ferocious, and with a shrill ghost roar, it pounced towards Ge Yu and the others.

Several people were stunned, and they all prepared to defend against this ghost. However, the other ghosts in the soul-sealing jar of the real Hongming were floating in all directions, fighting with the ghosts in Ge Yu's Spirit Gathering Tower. Some of the ghosts were

The few people who rushed towards Wanluo Sect.

Seeing such a scene, several people suddenly woke up. This is the Ghost Refining Hall. There must be extremely powerful ghosts around the master of the Ghost Refining Hall. There is no doubt about this.

As soon as he saw the ghost rushing towards them, Ge Yu reacted first and immediately shook his hands, scattering the small swords hanging on the Maoshan Seven Star Sword and surrounding him.

, then he raised his sword with both hands and struck heavily in the direction of the ghost. Seeing that the seven small swords were about to fall on the ghost, the ghost suddenly swayed and disappeared out of thin air. When the ghost

When Gui Sha appeared again, he ducked behind Ge Yu. Ge Yu suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis coming from behind. With a pinch of the spell, all seven small swords immediately gathered back and surrounded him again.

All around him, whenever the ghost came close, the seven small swords would immediately shoot out, beating the ghost to pieces. In this way, the ghost did not dare to approach Ge Yu easily.

But at this time, Ge Yu did not dare to act rashly. Ghosts that could surpass the existence of evil ghosts were no joke. Once they were given a chance to get close to him, they could easily crash into people's bodies and bring their souls to life.

If squeezed out, that person would definitely not be able to survive.

The ghost demon entangled Ge Yu. In order to concentrate on dealing with the ghost demon, Ge Yu could only take back his own soul. Otherwise, if the ghost demon took over his body, there would be no room for maneuver.

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The lack of three souls is the easiest way for ghosts to take advantage of it.

Mr. Hongming temporarily controlled Ge Yu with ghost ghosts, and finally commanded a dozen ghosts to fly towards Zhao Yangui. Zhao Yangui had no problem dealing with living people, but when he was entangled by such ghosts, he suddenly seemed a little panicked.

, had no choice but to use spiritual power to activate the two swords, activating the anti-ghost runes on the blades, and kept slashing left and right to prevent them from getting close.

When both Ge Yu and Zhao Yangui were entangled by the ghosts released by Hong Ming, Old Hong Ming quickly fixed his eyes on Yang Fan. A lewd smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he chuckled:

"Little girl, be obedient and follow Pindao. If Pindao doesn't kill you, how about letting you be the master of this ghost refining hall?"

"Sorry, go ahead and dream about your Spring and Autumn Dream! My junior brother will be here soon, you just wait to die." Yang Fan said angrily.

"Bai Zhan? Where is this kid? If he could have come, he would have appeared a long time ago. Why wait until now? Little girl, just follow the path of poverty to avoid suffering more. You can't escape from my hands today.

Yes, hehe..." Mr. Hongming laughed wildly.

Then he swung two huge black gold hammers and smashed them towards Yang Fan.

With the help of Ge Yu and Zhao Yangui before, Yang Fan was not under much pressure, but now he has to deal with this old monster alone, and he will definitely be defeated.

After only a few moves with this old monster, Yang Fan was shocked by his black gold hammer and took several steps back, his face turned red.

"Little girl, you are mine!" Mr. Hongming shouted loudly, put away the black gold hammer with one hand, and grabbed Ge Yu's body. Yang Fan was frightened and quickly slashed with his sword.

But Na Hongming, the old man, grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms.

There is no way, there is a huge disparity in cultivation. Hong Ming is almost the same age as his grandfather, so he is no match for him.

Yang Fan continued to struggle, and the hand holding the sword was restrained, unable to move.

Seeing that Old Hong Ming was about to succeed, a sword suddenly stabbed him in the back of the heart. Old Hong Ming was startled and quickly let go of Yang Fan, his figure swaying.

, and ducked to the side.

The person who came was none other than Hei Xiaose, who looked a little wretched, and blocked Yang Fan's face with his horizontal sword.

"Sister, don't be afraid. My brother is here to save you. If you are grateful to me, you can pledge yourself to me. I don't mind." Hei Xiaose turned around and gave Yang Fan a flirtatious look that he thought he was handsome.

Said squinting.

Yang Fan was also speechless. He had just escaped an old pervert, and now he was greeted by another old pervert.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and kill this old thief Hong Ming!" Yang Fan said angrily.

"Okay, okay! Sister, don't worry, this old man still wants the old cow to eat young grass, I will kill her for you first, and then we can talk about the things we promised each other." Hei Xiaose said, shaking the long sword in his hand.

, pointed at Master Hongming and said: "Old Hongming, you are a thousand-year-old cuckold king, and you still want to covet my woman. Don't even think about it. This girl is mine. Let's settle the old and new accounts together!"

As he spoke, Hei Xiaose shook the sword in his hand, and suddenly a large group of dense sword shadows flickered, slashing towards Hong Ming. Wherever the sword shadow passed, there suddenly appeared on the ground.
Chapter completed!