Rotate.

"Haha! Mei Ji is indeed here, kill! Kill her and ask for credit from the Bone Emperor!"

"A living person? Haha, I know it. This person must be the one who killed the Bone Emperor's clone. Let's kill him too!"

"What a beautiful woman, I want this one in white!"

"Then I want the one in red!"

A group of ghosts in the early stage of the golden elixir came in pursuit. Little did they know that when they stepped within three hundred miles, they were already locked by Ning Fan's mind and were already dead!

"broken..."

Ning Fan's faint words came out, and he didn't even need the help of Xiao Diao's demonic energy. In an instant, the sea of ​​consciousness of the thirteen early-stage golden elixir ghosts was completely shattered. Their bodies fell to the ground, blood splattered in the dust. Their respective rosary beads were all collected by Ning Fan with a wave of his sleeves.

Walk.

Five hundred miles away, an old man in red who was at the peak of his golden elixir accidentally spied on Ning Fan with his spiritual mind. Seeing this strange scene, his expression immediately changed.

He is the great elder of the Red Department and controls countless ghosts, but for the first time in his life, he has a creepy feeling towards a junior spirit fusion.

"Impossible... This person is only in the late stage of spiritual fusion, how can he kill thirteen golden elixir ghosts instantly! This is simply... ridiculous!"

He originally wanted to take advantage of Ning Fan's troubled waters, but seeing Ning Fan's weird methods, how could he dare to take action!

And he immediately made a decision. Not only could he not take action, but the entire Red Department was not allowed to take action against Ning Fan.

"This person must not be offended!"

He shook his head firmly and listed Ning Fan as the person who should not be offended in the forest of monsters and ghosts.

The Qing tribe will never be destroyed, so that’s what they are doing. The Bone Emperor is angry or not, what does it have to do with him? The Red tribe is already at odds with the Bone Emperor, and is not aligned with the Twelve Ghost Tribes.

The only thing that concerned him was Mu Weiliang and Ning Honghong on Ning Fan's fairy cloud. These two women seemed familiar to the old man, but he shook his head and decided not to care.

He fled in a hurry to avoid being involved in the dispute. The dignified elder of the Red Department looked a little hasty as he left.
Chapter completed!