Hearing Gu Qinghuan's cry, the old man in black robe also noticed Su Fan's hiding place.
He waved his hand to his men and said: "Catch him..."
A dozen Luotian Sect disciples received the order and surrounded him from all directions.
Su Fan subconsciously wanted to run, and he took out all the "Escape Talismans".
But when he thought of the grimace tattoo on his arm, Su Fan gave up the idea of escape.
As long as this witch doesn't die, she can still find herself even if she runs to the edge of the earth.
At least he couldn't run away now. He had to see this witch die with his own eyes, or he wouldn't be able to sleep well in the future.
As for people like Luo Tianjiao, they only have three middle stages of Qi training, and the rest are in the early stages of minor cultivation.
Even though he couldn't do anything about this witch, he really didn't take these people seriously.
Of course, Su Fan did not show his disdain, but pretended to be panicked.
Before the Luo Tianjiao disciples could surround him, he turned around and ran away.
Su Fan used the "Wind Movement" to float around in the woods, and occasionally used the "Thunder Ghost Step" to scurry around.
He was running in front, and a group of Luotian Sect disciples were chasing him.
Various magic weapons and talismans were thrown at him, but the beating was very lively, but they couldn't catch up with Su Fan at all.
Seeing Su Fan being chased in such a mess, Lu Qinghuan almost burst into laughter. The depression he had felt for so many days was finally relieved a lot.
Ouch...
The two extraterrestrial demons on the opposite side roared and rushed forward.
Gu Qinghuan sneered.
He took out a bone talisman from his storage bag, popped out a drop of blood essence from his middle finger, and landed on the bone talisman.
The surrounding wind suddenly rose, instantly filling the air with a destructive momentum.
A majestic old man suddenly appeared in front of Gu Qinghuan.
Between his actions, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi stood up.
He was dressed in a black robe, blowing in the wind, and his aura was wanton and wild, which shocked people's hearts.
When he saw the two extraterrestrial evil spirits, his eyes suddenly froze.
"Evil, suffer death..."
A white bone sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The blade of the sword with murderous intent was glowing with green light, and the murderous intent had become a reality.
"Bone Talisman..."
The black-robed monks from Luotian Sect suddenly panicked.
He knows the goods, and this kind of bone talisman is amazing.
It is made from the bones of the powerful demon sect during his lifetime, and contains a trace of the remnant soul of the powerful power.
This kind of thing, if placed in a small sect, must be a treasure to suppress the sect.
Who is this witch? She just took out such a treasure and used it.
Taiyima is a waste of money.
Little did he know that the old devils from the Ghost King Sect wanted to hollow out the entire sect in order to train Gu Qinghuan.
A bone talisman is nothing.
At this time, the old man in black robe had already raised his bone sword and swung it fiercely.
The place pointed by the tip of the sword is locked with murderous intent, killing everything.
Wherever the sharp edge passed, the air current surged, setting off endless killing intent.
Bang! !
The violent sword demon was cut in half by a sword, and his figure exploded into a puff of blue smoke.
Bang! !
The huge force demon was turned into a mess by the sword light, and was instantly annihilated.
After killing the two demonic projections, the black-robed old man looked up to the sky and smiled, and his figures gradually disappeared.
Lu Qinghuan put the bone charm into the storage bag. This thing was thrown to her by the Supreme Elder casually for her to play with to relieve her boredom.
This is the first time, but it can be used three or five times.
The black-robed monk from Luotian Sect turned pale.
The two projection clones of gods and demons that he summoned were destroyed in one encounter.
He was cruel and took out a statue of the devil from his storage bag.
puff! !
The black-robed monk fiercely spat out a mouthful of blood at the statue, and the demon statue instantly glowed with crimson blood.
An eerie and weird aura emanated from the statue.
It was as if the flesh and blood of the black-robed monk had been taken away all at once, and his already thin figure had become as skeleton-like.
The aura on his body also began to surge.
Nine levels of Qi training...
Qi practice Dzogchen...
Early stage of foundation building...
Gu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed, what kind of evil skill did the other party practice?
Actually, in such a short period of time, he has improved his cultivation level by three realms.
These crooked ways are all about pretending to be a ghost.
"Hmph... Foundation building is nothing, it's not like I haven't killed anyone..."
Even though the opponent's aura was already foundation building, to a genius like Gu Qinghuan, it was nothing.
If she wanted to build a foundation, she could sit down on the ground and become a foundation-building monk when she got up again.
How could Lu Qinghuan have the intention to follow him? If he had delayed for a little longer, the little thief would have disappeared long ago.
Patting the storage bag, he took out a jade talisman.
With a "pop" sound, the jade talisman was crushed to pieces by him.
Within a few pictures in a radius, he was suddenly enveloped in a thick black smoke and gradually transformed into a military commander wearing broken black armor.
The black-robed monk opposite almost cried.
Just for fun, I spent so much blood and essence in sacrifices to gods and demons, so I could barely reach the foundation building stage.
With just a second-level jade talisman, someone created a ghost general.
Insensitive, so bullying.
At this time, Su Fan had already led a group of Luotian Sect people away.
At this time, he no longer pretended to be cowardly.
As soon as he patted the corpse coffin on his waist, two bronze-armored zombies jumped out and rushed towards the people of Luotian Sect.
The few people who rushed ahead were frightened out of their wits by the sudden appearance of zombies.
The zombies were not used to their bad habits and rushed forward violently, waving their sharp claws and tearing several people into pieces.
The person following behind turned around and wanted to run away.
Su Fan waved his hand and held out the "Evil Ghost Flag", releasing Sister Zhen and a bunch of evil ghosts.
You bastards have been chasing me for so long.
I want to run, but there is no door!
He took out the "Ghost Whip" again and threw it out fiercely.
The eerie long black rope is like a poisonous snake that chooses people to eat.
It rolled up crazily, entangled several Luotian Sect disciples, and swallowed up their souls.
The more than twenty disciples of Luotian Sect are not enough to share with Sister Zhen and others.
Su Fan followed behind, cleaning the battlefield leisurely.
This bunch of poor guys, numbering in their twenties, don't even have a few storage bags, so they don't know how they got around.
He let go of his spiritual consciousness and fought until the sky was dark in the distance.
These two extraterrestrial evil spirits look quite evil. It took them so long, but they still haven't taken down this witch.
It's a silver pewter gun tip, it's nothing.
After Su Fan finished cleaning up the battlefield, he put away Sister Zhen and the others, and then carefully returned to the riverside.
The result surprised him.
Gu Qinghuan and the ghost general she summoned, the two of them blasted the Luotian Sect monk.
He was almost beaten to a pulp.
What a miserable old man.
Su Fan was dumbfounded, what about those two extraterrestrial evil spirits?
It only lasted a while, but it was gone.
The wind is strong and blowing...
Wouldn't it be stupid not to run away at this time?
Su Fan took out the "Escape Talisman" and patted it on his body, and an earthy yellow light flashed.
But he didn't run away, he stayed where he was.
Lu Qinghuan sneered, he let you escape last time, so he should have been prepared for this move from you.
"Rumble..."
Suddenly, there was a deafening loud noise on the river in the distance.
The Qingcang River seemed to be boiling, and the almost crimson water set off huge waves.
The night sky also became gloomy, the sound of rolling thunder roared, and an invisible pressure of divine thoughts began to descend from the sky.
"The modron is open..."
Gu Qinghuan was also stunned by this scene.
While she was stunned, the black-robed monk showed a fanatical look in his eyes, and his body suddenly glowed with blood.
Whoosh! !
The person has disappeared from the place, and the figure appears again, already suspended above the river.
He looked at the endlessly rolling river water and plunged into it with feverish eyes.
"Hmph...it's not a quick escape..."
Lu Qinghuan turned his head and wanted to take care of the little thief.
I saw a figure in the distance and suddenly disappeared.
Teleporting more than a dozen times in the air, he was above the river in an instant and plunged into the magic tomb.
It's that little thief!
Gu Qinghuan stomped his feet angrily, and his body turned into a puff of smoke, instantly reaching the surface of the river, and followed Su Fan into the Qingcang River.
