Meng Fan's voice was not loud.
But full of irresistible aura of majesty There are even layers of sound waves spreading out Those two giant insects were much taller than Meng Fan.
Standing in front of them, Meng Fan was like a two or three-year-old child standing in front of a burly adult.
But when he heard Meng Fan's voice, the figures of the two giant insects turned out to be...
After a pause, they seemed to be scared.
Meng Fan immediately rose into the sky and appeared in front of the two giant insects.
No magic, just raised his fist and smashed it down Two banging sounds sounded The bodies of the two giant insects shook violently, then fell backwards and hit the ground with a roar.
Gui Leng glanced sideways and frowned.
The bloody mouths of the two giant insects had collapsed, like the mouth of an old lady who had lost all her teeth.
There was a circle of wrinkles around her mouth.
It was indeed... shut up Gui Leng's face suddenly changed drastically and he drifted back.
Meng Fan appeared in front of her almost teleportingly, reaching for her throat.
"Get away" Gui Leng scolded and pressed his hand towards Meng Fan.
Meng Fan did not dodge, and allowed Gui Leng to put his hand on him.
His body only shook, and golden light spread out, leaving him unscathed.
And his hands were already on Guileng's neck.
Meng Fan had a sinister look on his face that he had never seen before: "Xiaoyu became the Ghost Sect's ghost envoy.
It was you who took her away from Huyang City.
Have you ever asked me?
It's okay if you are a good person, but But you are not Xiaoyu.
Is it in your hands?
Give her back to me."
Gui Leng was pinched by Meng Fan's neck, his feet were hanging in the air, but his eyes were full of mockery.
"Meng Fan, Xiaoyu is indeed in my hands, but you will never see her again."
Gui Leng's voice was cold and cold.
"Similarly, there will no longer be a person like you in the cultivation world.
Gui Ancestor's formation has been successfully opened.
Who can It can’t be stopped.”
Meng Fan narrowed his eyes: "Ghost Ancestor" Gui Leng looked at Meng Fan's bright eyes, but full of vicissitudes of life, and continued: "These bugs you see are not human beings, they are soul-eating sandworms from the netherworld.
They will Keep growing, getting more and more powerful, until you swallow the last person here, including you."
Meng Fan's brain was so good, he said sternly: "There are people below to help you."
There was a hint of surprise in Gui Leng's eyes.
He didn't expect that Meng Fan would reveal it at once, and then he sneered: "Only the people below are allowed to help you, we are not allowed to ask the people below for help."
There were too many things in what Gui Leng said.
Just as Meng Fan was about to continue asking, there was a trace of black gas coming out of Gui Leng's neck, spreading the meaning of boiling heat, but that kind of boiling heat was not as hot as a flame, conveying Meng Fan's palms felt like strong acid corroding his skin.
Gui Leng looked at Meng Fan with a provocative look: "If you don't let go, don't think about your hand anymore, and don't even think about your life."
Before she finished speaking, Gui Leng's eyes suddenly shrank, and she saw Meng Fan looking at her provocatively, with no expression of pain at all.
She looked down at Meng Fan's hands again, and her skin had been corroded by the black air and was ulcerated. , but new skin is also growing at an alarming rate to heal the ulcerated skin.
Meng Fan pursed his lips, showing a ruthless look, then pinched Gui Leng and pressed it to the ground.
With a bang, a round pit collapsed on the ground.
"Tell me everything you know."
Meng Fan said, "If not, you will die."
Gui Leng lay in the deep pit, appreciating a trace of Meng Fan's strength.
He no longer dared to diffuse the black energy that corroded the skin, but he smiled inexplicably: "Meng Fan, you can't do anything to me and I She is also a woman, do you even beat women?"
Meng Fan laughed dumbly, raised his other hand, and pulled out a purple soul sword.
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He suddenly dropped it and stabbed three inches into Gui Leng's bulging chest, telling Gui Leng the answer with his actions.
Gui Leng's body trembled, his eyes quickly dimmed, and his mouth trembled and opened and closed: "You don't care about Xiao Yu's life anymore.
Let me tell you one more thing.
Zhou Yuluo is also in my hands.
Do you want them all to die?
And Zhou Yutong?"
When Meng Fan heard this, the soul sword seemed to be hit by an invisible obstacle and could no longer penetrate.
This obstacle naturally came from his heart.
"Meng Fan, what else do you want to do?"
In just the blink of an eye, Guileng, who thought she was threatening Meng Fan, changed her face again.
She found that Meng Fan was smiling again, and that smile seemed to be mocking her for being an idiot.
"Even if I let you go, you will hand them over to me."
Meng Fan glanced in the direction of Qianyuan Palace, "Your words don't count here at all, and your ghost ancestor may not let you let them go, and He clearly knows that you are no match for me, yet he still lets you deal with me, which shows how insignificant your position in his heart is."
"Since you are an insignificant person."
Meng Fan used his strength to push the Ziyang Soul Sword deeply into Gui Leng's chest inch by inch, "Then I will kill you and vent my anger for Xiaoyu and the others."
Gui Leng endured the severe pain of the soul sword entering his body.
He tilted his head and looked at Qianyuan Hall.
Did Gui Ancestor really not care about him?
Then she burst out laughing: "Meng Fan, you don't understand anything."
Before he finished speaking, Gui Leng's body suddenly became dim, and then like a piece of burned paper, turned into ashes and dissipated in front of Meng Fan's eyes.
Meng Fan still held the Soul Sword in his hand and was stunned.
Then he raised his head and looked at the thick fog in the distance.
"Ahem!"
Gui Leng's figure condensed there, covering his neck and coughing non-stop.
Then he looked at Meng Fan coldly and said, "It's a pity.
I only have one chance to be reborn, and I wasted it with you."
As the head of the Ghost Sect, she has the opportunity to learn a heaven-defying ghost technique that can cause the ghost body to suffer a devastating blow.
She had to do that just now because Meng Fan really wanted to kill her He has no sympathy for her as a woman at all.
She knew Meng Fan very well.
Back then, Meng Fan was really a kind and soft-hearted person.
Meng Fan, who had experienced countless crises and despair, looked behind Gui Leng.
A shadow appeared and put a hand on Gui Leng's shoulder.
Gui Leng glanced at the shadow and said: "Ghost Ancestor" Ghost Ancestor smiled coldly and said to Ghost: "Don't be afraid.
When this matter is over, I will find a way to give you another chance to practice the secret technique."
Gui Leng nodded: "Thank you Gui Ancestor" Meng Fan stood up straight, the Purple Sun Soul Sword in his hand suddenly grew longer, and walked towards the Ghost Ancestor step by step: "Finally, you are willing to come forward."
Immediately, Meng Fan's figure flashed and appeared in front of Ghost Ancestor.
He raised his sword and stabbed At the same time, the underground cave.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, it's almost done, it's almost done."
The real Gongye Chunmu sat cross-legged on the stone platform where the two pillars were, and murmured.
There are countless slender white mists, like white threads, extending from his body, piercing the ground, connecting the entire mountain protection formation, as if something is changing: