Faced with the strange attack that suddenly appeared on her and others, Junior Sister Ji had only one thought in her mind, that this was over. The momentum that erupted from the ghost that day made her heart chill. The others were also desperately sacrificing the magic weapon in their hands in the moment of horror. Although they didn't know if this effort could withstand the attacks of these ghosts, the only thing they could do was this.

Fight hard, they can only fight hard!

Fang Ling was sure that this was one of the most dangerous times he encountered. The moment the white palm that rolled down like a rain of swords, Fang Ling's divine thought flashed and he released his neon sword.

The woman in black stood in the void and looked at Fang Ling and others coldly. In her eyes, Fang Ling and others were dead now. Even Dong Haoran might not be able to take the attack of the twenty-two heavenly ghosts. These people who broke the flag sect are ordinary inner disciples among the five major sects. How could they block these twenty-two heavenly ghosts? After killing these people, they used the Thousand Soul Bells in their hands to transform this place into the main array eye, and then this Xuanming Soul-killing Formation will be perfect.

Thousands of days of ghosts condense into the Ghost King in the Golden Elixir Stage. These disciples of the five major sects trapped in the formation will be beaten up in one fell swoop. Because of that bitch who achieved the Golden Elixir, he became a shaky position and might be able to be preserved.

Thinking of the woman who achieved the Golden Pill, the palm of the woman in black grabbed the gray Thousand Soul Bell exposed a layer of blue veins. She has always been competing with that woman, but now...

One more golden elixir is not only expected, but also a world of difference in status. The woman now seems neither humble nor arrogant in front of the leader, but she becomes increasingly unstable. With the help of the Golden Pill Ghost King, if she can break through the foundation, it will be even better for herself. However, thinking that the Golden Pill Ghost King is likely to be swallowed by the Ghost King, the woman's face becomes a little gloomy.

At this moment, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly gathered towards the bottom of the sky ghost. This sudden change surprised the woman in black!

She looked down and saw a red sword light several feet long, rushing out from below. As the sword light flashed, the sky ghosts were directly bombarded like broken clouds swept by the strong wind.

The sword light is invincible!

Magic weapon, this is someone who is in charge of the magic weapon! The woman in black who was shocked could not accept this fact. Didn’t it mean that the Jindan real person sected by the four major sects had been dragged down by the elders in the sect? Isn’t it that among these people in the alliance, Dong Haoran has the highest cultivation level? How could a Jindan cultivator appear?

The Changhong sword light was like a dragon. The moment the light defeated the Tiangui, the woman in black slashed over. The woman in black felt that her mind was suppressed by a huge power, and it was not easy to move.

The woman was also a ruthless man. She shouted deeply and threw the Thousand Soul Bell in her hand towards the sword light. The Thousand Soul Bell's gray air flashed and swelled ten times in an instant. In the ringing ring, thousands of ghost heads of different sizes instantly condensed around them. These ghost heads vary in size, but each of them had green phosphorus fire flashing, like a ghost creature.

"Bang!" The red sword light cut through the rushing ghost head and hit the Thousand Soul Bell hard. After making the last slight sound, the gray Thousand Soul Bell fell directly to the ground. Without the support of the Thousand Soul Bell, the gray mist that had just covered the sky disappeared without a trace in an instant. However, the woman in black took advantage of the opportunity at this moment and escaped more than a hundred feet away in an instant.

If Fang Ling had used the Neon Sword at this time, he could cut the woman in black into two pieces with just one sword, but at this moment, he was even a little difficult to stand. The moment the Neon Sword flew out, it automatically absorbed the energy of heaven and earth. The rolling energy increased greatly for the Neon Sword, but for Fang Ling, whose mind and the Neon Sword were connected, it made Fang Ling feel extremely uncomfortable. In just a moment of effort, Fang Ling spent most of his mind, and cutting through the Thousand Souls Bell made him feel like he vomiting blood.

The attack of the magic weapon was indeed extraordinary. Fang Ling, who forced himself to suppress his discomfort, waved at the neon sword, and recalled the neon sword whose sword light began to dimly.

The sky was shining with a hundred feet high, and Qin Luoyu and others all had a sense of gratitude for rebirth. A foundation-building monk from Qingyuan Sect standing beside Fang Ling quickly picked up the Thousand Soul Bell that had broken a gap, and then handed it to Fang Ling respectfully.

If they had just regarded Fang Ling as a great cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage who had a much higher cultivation level than their own, then now, Fang Ling was an insurmountable mountain in their eyes! Although none of them had ever used magic weapons, the sword light that was like a rainbow and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathering wildly towards the sword light did not hide it from their eyes at all. The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage were able to use a magic weapon. This situation shocked them and was even more envious.

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Fang is here, otherwise, we might not be able to escape." Qin Luoyu looked at Fang Ling and said respectfully: "Senior Brother Fang has any instructions in the future? As long as a handwritten letter, Qin is unavoidable!"

"The same is true for us!" said several other foundation-building monks at the same time.

Fang Ling looked at the few people, and his thoughts were changing. This magic weapon, neon sword, was one of his important means. Now exposed to these people, he had the urge to kill people to silence him. However, if he killed these people, there would be a little news, he would probably find it difficult for him to gain a foothold in the five major sects.

"It's really enviable that Senior Brother Fang was able to get a magic weapon that was completely in line with himself. I remember the last time that he used his foundation-building cultivation to control the magic weapon was Chun Lingzi's ancestor Chun Yu Gu. She was completely in line with the colorful cloud robe left by Senior Chun Yu Gu, and was respected as the number one foundation-building cultivator." Qin Luoyu's words were full of envy. The other monks looked at Fang Ling with a more strange look.

After all, with the demonstration of that senior Chunyugu, and the power of Fang Lingyu's magic weapon, there are really not many Foundation Establishment Cultivators who can compete with him.

But Fang Ling had a question in his heart. Why didn’t he hear about the magic weapon? He pondered for a moment, but finally did not ask this question. At this time, most of the dark clouds in the sky had dissipated, and several foundation-building cultivators were using magic weapons to fly over from a distance. The leader was standing on a green treasure flag, which was Dong Haoran. The moment his eyes fell on Fang Ling, he suddenly moved.

He was not unfamiliar with the white bone bell in Fang Ling's hand. The woman in black made all his magic weapons with this bell, and even almost let him escape with the treasure talisman. And now, the white bone bell actually fell into Fang Ling's hand.

Although he didn't know the name of the bell, he was sure that it was definitely a rare magic weapon. A hint of greed flashed through his heart, and a little more uncomfortable. As the recognized number one person in the foundation-building stage, he not only did not get the bell magic weapon, but was forced into a mess by the woman.

Now, the bell fell into the hands of Fang Ling, a person who didn't care much about him, which made him unacceptable. The thoughts flashed in his heart, and his eyes fell on a young man in his thirties beside him. This young man has been with Dong Haoran for many years and has gained a lot of benefits from Dong Haoran's hands. He can understand every move and frown when he relaxes and frowns.

At this moment, facing Dong Haoran's gaze, how could he not know what Dong Haoran meant? He laughed and said, "You guys are really a great contribution to breaking the flag gate here. The witch was defeated by Brother Dong and ran away here. Have you seen her trace?"

Fang Ling felt a little unhappy when he said that the woman had escaped. He was not a fool. When the woman attacked them, she was calm and at a loss. How could she look like she was running away? This man said that the woman's escape was not the point, but the point was the sentence that Dong Haoran defeated. Fang Ling disdained to fight such a verbal lawsuit, so he ignored the young man, but put the Thousand Soul Bell in his hand into the small Qiankun bag.

Although Qin Luoyu also felt that this person's words were a bit strange, he still smiled and clasped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Sun, the demon girl attacked us. Senior Brother Fang broke her magic and ran away. Unfortunately, we are incompetent and we are not stopped."

"What a pity." Senior Brother Sun shook his head and said to Fang Ling: "Junior Brother Fang, if I read it correctly, you should be the magic weapon bell in the hand of the demon girl. When Senior Brother Dong was fighting with the demon girl, he used several magic weapons to make the bell lose the spiritual energy. Even Senior Brother Dong's treasure flag was damaged a lot because of the broken bell. Since Junior Brother has picked up this bell, God is really compensating for Senior Brother Dong's losses!"

Fang Ling's eyes turned cold. Although the Thousand Soul Bell was a little damaged, it would be the best magic weapon as long as it was repaired. Although the power of the Thousand Ghosts was not as good as that of the large formation, it was one of the means to defeat the enemy.

The man surnamed Sun said something, obviously trying to make him give up the Thousand Souls Bell. For a moment, anger rose in his heart.

"Junior Brother Sun, since this treasure bell was picked up by Junior Brother Fang, please return to Junior Brother Fang." Dong Haoran glanced at Fang Ling, looking generous.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the man surnamed Sun say, "Senior Brother Dong has a broad mind and can't care about this bell, but after all, you can't break the rules. After all, this time, it's all that depends on Senior Brother Dong!"

"You guys are you right?" The man surnamed Sun said this, and his eyes spoke to everyone with a hint of majesty. (To be continued...)
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