The golden crow spreads its wings, and the crow cries to capture the soul.

In front, Zhang Fan went around and used the flames that were the most restraining ghosts, which were the flames that were the ones that kept the ghosts the most, and they would vent their anxiety and depression all the way on the influx of ghosts, causing countless ghosts to cry and howls;

Behind, Ning Feng kept the posture of holding his hands high, as if he was going to pick something, and it was already a few breaths.

What's in heaven?

The place where Ning Feng and Zhang Fan were located was pulled out to the sky, piercing through the gloomy earthly clouds shrouded in the market of Faxiang Sect, breaking through the space distortion caused by the Zhoutian Star Array of the Faxiang Sect, and going straight to the nine-level sky, only the stars in the sky were shining for eternity.

His hand raised high, and if he said he wanted to pick something, it would be the stars.

If the long river of time flows for hundreds of years, everyone in Qinzhou will know the peerless genius of the Faxiang Sect. After the deadline for a hundred years of mountain sealing, they will kill Zhang Fan, a true man in Qinzhou, with the peerless posture of the Yuanying Zhenren. There will be one of his magical powers that will shock the world.

——Shake the stars!

There may be no difference between the long river of time, and no difference between the top and bottom, but in the long river, no one can escape.

Not to mention others, even if Zhang Fan, who noticed the abnormal situation and turned his head to look at Ning Feng in surprise, could not recognize that this was his great power in the future of the Immortal Cultivation World.

The three words "big" and "supernatural power" are all weighing thousands of pounds, and there is no easy reason.

When people in the world dream of this truth, they never thought that Ning Feng was deeply touched by this moment.

"Okay~ OK~ Heavy~~"

Ning Feng shook, shook, and thrust. The surging star power and sun divine light in his body were almost used, and he still couldn't shake his arms at all.

When the starlight mark changed, Ning Feng realized something in his darkness. The mark was like a catalyst, triggering all his insights.

In Ning Feng's mind, the scene of the Yinghuo flag attracting the Yinghuo Star Power, the stars in the sky are vast and vast, and the fist of the stars is looking down on the way... All pictures related to the star power are constantly flowing like fragmented.

It’s just like reading a book a hundred times and seeing its meaning. Inexplicably, Ning Feng seemed to understand something.

He didn't think about where this feeling came from, whether Zhang Fan was intentional or unintentional, and Ning Feng grabbed the thread of feeling tightly, and used it with a trace of enlightenment.

All the previous things were as smooth as going with the flow, but he reached the last step. He encountered a bottleneck.

"I reached out to grasp the stars, and my mind reflected on it. It seemed that this stretch of hand really reached the height of the starry sky, and I could really touch the stars."

"only……"

Ning Feng smiled bitterly, especially when Zhang Fan noticed the abnormality and looked back strangely, "...I can't take it down..."

In a blink of an eye, more than ten breathing skills passed.

After Ning Feng tried all his skills, he had to admit that with his current strength, and even the star power input from Zhang Fanguan on Yuanshi Bridge, it was still not enough to pick it up, or to shake the stars.

This is an absolute gap in strength level.

"Forget it."

"It's not time."

Ning Feng knew that he could not delay. If this continues, even if Zhang Fan uses the golden crow flame to defeat all the ghosts and take advantage of them, he will eventually be unable to escape the ending of too many ants biting the elephant to death.

Besides, there is a lot of noise here. God knows whether the underground remnants will be drawn out together, and it will not be so easy to solve by then.

Ning Feng was unwilling to accept it, so he still made a move to shrink his hand.

As soon as this action was done, the magical power was interrupted halfway through the use of it, so naturally there was no more. But it happened unexpectedly at this time.

“Huh?”

Ning Feng suddenly looked up and stared at his fingertips that had retracted inch back.

On the fingertips, the stars lingered like catkins flying, sticky and thick, with thousands of threads.

Ning Feng's fingers were trembling gently. The magical power that was about to be interrupted, his keen sense told him that the strands of star power were connected to the height of the nine heavens, as if it was a wireless channel like a silk ribbon, closely connecting the two sides.

"Is that possible..."

Ning Feng was moved in one thought, and he was unbearable and looked at the opposite side.

There, Zhang Fan spread his arms, and the three-legged golden crow behind him flew together. The movements of both sides seemed to be overlapping, and the flames ignited, like the largest bonfire in the eternal night.

Near him, ghosts gathered and pressed over like dark clouds.

After Zhang Fan's outbreak, either the flame burned out the ghost, or the subsequent power was not continued, and he was buried by the ghost.

"Brother Zhang!"

Ning Feng shouted, attracting Zhang Fan's attention, and then his raised arms suddenly waved downwards.

Blessed to the heart, he blurted out:

"Little magic power: Dingxing!"

"Brush brush~~~"

Starlights fell from the sky like crazy thunder, falling on the head of the ghost who was swarming towards Zhang Fan.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The ghosts howled and the ghosts cried, no matter what, they could not move at all.

"It's done!"

Ning Feng clenched his fist in his chest and looked up at the sky, but he saw the clouds rolling, covering the few bright and twinkling stars in the sky.

Looking further forward, he clearly saw that each of the ghosts seemed to be wearing a starry war suit on their bodies, releasing a crystal-like luster, as if they had just come down from the stars.

The starlight was dimming rapidly, but before it completely turned into nothingness, these ghosts were destined to be afraid.

This is - Little Magic Power: Dingxing.

What is determined is not the stars, but the power of the stars is used to stabilize the other party.

The stars do not move, the people do not move!

Ning Feng's little magical powers naturally could not reach this level. He might only be able to stop the ghosts from breathing for a while, which was more than enough for Zhang Fan.

"Brother Ning is a good method."

“Hahaha~~”

Zhang Fan laughed loudly, rubbed his hands, and countless wick-sized flames flew out from his palms and fell on the body of the ghost who was invincible.

In an instant, the starry war suit was replaced by the flame war suit. The next moment the howling turned into a scream, and then turned into tranquility.

When the flames burned out, the entire southeast corner of the Faxiangzong Market was empty.

Across ten feet apart, Zhang Fan and Ning Feng looked at each other and cooperated to clean up the last bit of grudge between them.

"Please help me, Brother Ning."

Zhang Fan laughed, bowed and said seriously.

Ning Feng was surprised at first, and then he showed admiration on his face.

"I clearly told him that I went to the market together to save people. It was a benefit for the two of them to join hands."

"In this case, Zhang Fan was still calm about help, not caring about favors, and only seeking what he wished to be fulfilled. Such a mind is indeed worthy of future achievements."

Ning Feng also bowed his hand and did not mention the previous words, but simply replied: "Okay!"

What was Zhang Fan just about to say? A loud bang came from the depths of the market. The two of them looked in the sound, but they saw smoke and dust rolling and ghosts screaming. They knew that they were afraid that another stronghold for the scattered cultivators in the market would fall.

"Time is tight, so we left and said."
Chapter completed!