Seeing this, Zhang Ling snorted coldly and cast the last spell: "Pardon, destroy!" As the spells continued to emerge, a phoenix leaping with flames flew around Zhang Ling.

When Zhang Ling fired his last spell, the Fire Phoenix chirped softly, but the sound of the phoenix's cry resounded in all directions. The Phoenix spread its wings and rose into the air. At this moment, the Fire Phoenix came to life.

I saw countless hundreds of ghosts, and they dared to act rampant in front of me. The fire phoenix heard an angry phoenix cry, and with the Nanmingli flames that were hot enough to melt everything, it rushed towards Baigui Yexing.

The bright sky turned dark under the night march of hundreds of ghosts. When the fire phoenix came to the world and rushed towards it, the hot Nanminglihuo illuminated the entire sky. The hundreds of ghosts were destroyed before the Nanminglihuo could reach it.

This heat burned into nothingness.

The Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts occupied a large area of ​​the entire sky, but when the fire phoenix flew over, a path was drawn out. Once ignited by Nanming Lihuo, the hundreds of ghosts who were not dead yet let out mournful screams.

The cry came. He kept retreating, trying to escape.

However, with the burning Nan Ming Li Huo on his body, this one fled, but also attracted Nan Ming Li Huo to the other hundred ghosts. For a time, the whole sky was filled with countless screams.

Seeing that his Ghost Emperor's order, Hundred Ghost Night Walk, was so vulnerable to Zhang Ling's Phoenix God, Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan was furious.

Looking at the summoned hundred ghosts, they still wanted to escape. The Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan stepped forward angrily and grabbed the men he had summoned: "How dare you escape? Go up and kill her! Otherwise, you guys

die!"

"Spare your life, spare your life..."

Hearing what Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan said, a ghost was caught when he wanted to escape. He was so frightened that he begged for his life. But he did not choose one of the two options offered by Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan. Zhuo Fan held on to the evil ghost tightly.

, roared angrily.

He opened his mouth, chewed the evil ghost, and swallowed it in his stomach. When Zhang Ling saw this, he snorted coldly and cast a spell on the Phoenix God who had killed all the ghosts.

"The fire phoenix sets the prairie fire!" The fire phoenix soared into the sky, and its cry was heard everywhere. It looked down at the hundreds of ghosts that kept escaping. The fire phoenix flapped its wings, and the sky turned bright red. Not long after, countless Nanming left the fire,

It fell from the sky.

And the entire place where Hundred Ghosts Night Walk is under the cover of this fire phoenix blazing prairie fire.

Mutual growth and mutual restraint, this is mutual restraint! Although the cultivation level of Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan is two levels higher than Zhang Ling's physical cultivation level. However, the Phoenix God came to this world and completely restrained Baigui Yexing.

If the Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan were to bully him and collide with Zhang Ling's fists, perhaps Zhang Ling would not be Zhuo Fan's opponent with the current Ghost Emperor's cultivation. However, when it comes to magic, the Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan needs to be defeated by Zhang Ling.

of death.

The Nanmingli Fire kept falling down like rain. Within a moment, the Hundred Ghost Night Walk summoned by Zhuo Fan was directly burned up. Even several sharp peaks in the Himalayas below were directly burned by the Nanmingli Fire.

A small hill.

From time to time, the Nanming Lihuo also fell on the ghost emperor Zhuo Fan. When he touched the Nanming Lihuo, it penetrated into his heart. Zhuo Fan was in pain and quickly cut off this part of the ghost body, eradicating the roots.

Don't involve other places.

Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan, who was avoiding Nanming Lihuo in embarrassment, saw Zhang Ling, standing leisurely above Mount Everest. Looking at his side, he was full of ridicule.

Suddenly, Ghost King Zhuo Fan realized. If he wanted to defeat Zhang Ling, he still needed to get to the basics. Zhang Ling knew too much about the battle between ghosts and monsters. If he used magic, he would still suffer a loss even if he became an immortal.

When God closes a door for you, he will inevitably open another one. Since Zhang Ling is so proficient in using spells, he can immediately find the spells that are incompatible with each other. In this way, the physical battle will not be tough.

Ghost King Zhuo Fan thought, roared angrily, and a large dark cloud of Yin Qi emerged from his body. After blocking Nanming Lihuo for himself, he rushed towards Zhang Ling.

"Zhang Ling, accept death!" Arriving in front of Zhang Ling, the Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan clenched his fist and struck Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling's money sword held a sword flower and immediately stabbed the Ghost Emperor.

Zhuo Fan's fist.

Perhaps Zhang Ling's physical strength is not as powerful as Ghost Emperor Zhuofan. However, Zhang Ling has a magic weapon. As long as the magic weapon is stronger than Ghost Emperor Zhuofan's ghost body, the injured one will still be Ghost Emperor Zhuofan.

.

With this collision, Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan's fist was directly stabbed by Zhang Ling's money sword. However, Zhang Ling's hand was shattered by the powerful force.

Dripping with blood, he screamed in pain and loosened his grip on the money sword. His whole body also flew out under the power of this power. After flying upside down, Zhang Ling also exited after removing this power.

More than a hundred meters.

Seeing Zhang Ling's body, it turned out that it was not strong. After the Ghost King Zhuo Fan found a way to restrain Zhang Ling, he laughed proudly. "Zhang Ling, let me see where you can escape this time?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ling couldn't help but shrink, knowing that Zhuo Fan would not give him time and his soul would leave his body. Zhang Ling turned around and hurriedly ran to the foot of Mount Everest.

Seeing that Zhang Ling would run away without fighting, Ghost Emperor Zhuofan was surprised and smiled even more proudly. Before the sound could be heard, Ghost Emperor Zhuofan rushed towards Zhang Ling.

How could Zhang Ling escape when he was in the stage of becoming a god? His speed was naturally impossible for Zhuo Fan, who was at the level of the Ghost King. When Zhang Ling was about to be chased, he killed hundreds of ghosts in the night but had not used up much of the fire phoenix, and fell from the sky.

Come to rescue Zhang Ling.

Fire Phoenix approached, and immediately grabbed Zhuo Fan and took him up. While his wings were flapping, he also directed Nanming Lihuo to surround Zhuo Fan.

Ah... It was only a little bit close, but it suddenly retreated. Coupled with the burning of Nanming Lihuo, Zhuo Fan screamed miserably. When he realized what he was doing, Zhuo Fan stirred up his Yin Qi to reject all Nanming Lihuo.

Outside.

Looking at Fire Phoenix cruelly, he made a knife and slashed directly into Fire Phoenix's neck. Groaning, Fire Phoenix screamed in pain, and the wound on his neck did not flow out with blood, but still with red flames.

Roar! The power rioted and gathered in his hands. The Ghost King Zhuo Fan grabbed the Fire Phoenix's claws with all his strength, roared, and tore them apart! The Fire Phoenix had no time to scream, and was torn into two halves by Zhuo Fan.

It became a flame and dissipated.

After solving the Fire Phoenix, Zhuo Fan looked at Zhang Ling. Only to find that Zhang Ling was already standing at the bottom of the mountain, chanting incantations, and was about to leave his body! No, no, Zhuo Fan roared in his heart.

Zhang Ling rushed over. Upon seeing this, Zhang Ling snorted coldly and cast the last magic spell: "Pardon Order, destroy!" As the spells continued to emerge, around Zhang Ling, there were flying and jumping animals.

The flaming phoenix.

When Zhang Ling fired his last spell, the Fire Phoenix chirped softly, but the sound of the phoenix's cry resounded in all directions. The Phoenix spread its wings and rose into the air. At this moment, the Fire Phoenix came to life.

I saw countless hundreds of ghosts, and they dared to act rampant in front of me. The fire phoenix heard an angry phoenix cry, and with the Nanmingli flames that were hot enough to melt everything, it rushed towards Baigui Yexing.

The bright sky turned dark under the night march of hundreds of ghosts. When the fire phoenix came to the world and rushed towards it, the hot Nanminglihuo illuminated the entire sky. The hundreds of ghosts were destroyed before the Nanminglihuo could reach it.

This heat burned into nothingness.

The Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts occupied a large area of ​​the entire sky, but when the fire phoenix flew over, a path was drawn out. Once ignited by Nanming Lihuo, the hundreds of ghosts who were not dead yet let out mournful screams.

The cry came. He kept retreating, trying to escape.

However, with the burning Nan Ming Li Huo on his body, this one fled, but also attracted Nan Ming Li Huo to the other hundred ghosts. For a time, the whole sky was filled with countless screams.

Seeing that his Ghost Emperor's order, Hundred Ghost Night Walk, was so vulnerable to Zhang Ling's Phoenix God, Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan was furious.

Looking at the summoned hundred ghosts, they still wanted to escape. The Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan stepped forward angrily and grabbed the men he had summoned: "How dare you escape? Go up and kill her! Otherwise, you guys

die!"

"Spare your life, spare your life..."

Hearing what Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan said, a ghost was caught when he wanted to escape. He was so frightened that he begged for his life. But he did not choose one of the two options offered by Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan. Zhuo Fan held on to the evil ghost tightly.

, roared angrily.

He opened his mouth, chewed the evil ghost, and swallowed it in his stomach. When Zhang Ling saw this, he snorted coldly and cast a spell on the Phoenix God who had killed all the ghosts.

"The fire phoenix sets the prairie fire!" The fire phoenix soared into the sky, and its cry was heard everywhere. It looked down at the hundreds of ghosts that kept escaping. The fire phoenix flapped its wings, and the sky turned bright red. Not long after, countless Nanming left the fire,

It fell from the sky.

And the entire place where Hundred Ghosts Night Walk is under the cover of this fire phoenix blazing prairie fire.

Mutual growth and mutual restraint, this is mutual restraint! Although the cultivation level of Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan is two levels higher than Zhang Ling's physical cultivation level. However, the Phoenix God came to this world and completely restrained Baigui Yexing.

If the Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan were to bully him and collide with Zhang Ling's fists, perhaps Zhang Ling would not be Zhuo Fan's opponent with the current Ghost Emperor's cultivation. However, when it comes to magic, the Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan needs to be defeated by Zhang Ling.

of death.

The Nanmingli Fire kept falling down like rain. Within a moment, the Hundred Ghost Night Walk summoned by Zhuo Fan was directly burned up. Even several sharp peaks in the Himalayas below were directly burned by the Nanmingli Fire.

A small hill.

From time to time, the Nanming Lihuo also fell on the ghost emperor Zhuo Fan. When he touched the Nanming Lihuo, it penetrated into his heart. Zhuo Fan was in pain and quickly cut off this part of the ghost body, eradicating the roots.

Don't involve other places.

Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan, who was avoiding Nanming Lihuo in embarrassment, saw Zhang Ling, standing leisurely above Mount Everest. Looking at his side, he was full of ridicule.

Suddenly, Ghost King Zhuo Fan realized. If he wanted to defeat Zhang Ling, he still needed to get to the basics. Zhang Ling knew too much about the battle between ghosts and monsters. If he used magic, he would still suffer a loss even if he became an immortal.

When God closes a door for you, he will inevitably open another one. Since Zhang Ling is so proficient in using spells, he can immediately find the spells that are incompatible with each other. In this way, the physical battle will not be tough.

Ghost King Zhuo Fan thought, roared angrily, and a large dark cloud of Yin Qi emerged from his body. After blocking Nanming Lihuo for himself, he rushed towards Zhang Ling.

"Zhang Ling, accept death!" Arriving in front of Zhang Ling, the Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan clenched his fist and struck Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling's money sword held a sword flower and immediately stabbed the Ghost Emperor.

Zhuo Fan's fist.

Perhaps Zhang Ling's physical strength is not as powerful as Ghost Emperor Zhuofan. However, Zhang Ling has a magic weapon. As long as the magic weapon is stronger than Ghost Emperor Zhuofan's ghost body, the injured one will still be Ghost Emperor Zhuofan.

.

With this collision, Ghost Emperor Zhuo Fan's fist was directly stabbed by Zhang Ling's money sword. However, Zhang Ling's hand was shattered by the powerful force.

Dripping with blood, he screamed in pain and loosened his grip on the money sword. His whole body also flew out under the power of this power. After flying upside down, Zhang Ling also exited after removing this power.

More than a hundred meters.

Seeing Zhang Ling's body, it turned out that it was not strong. After the Ghost King Zhuo Fan found a way to restrain Zhang Ling, he laughed proudly. "Zhang Ling, let me see where you can escape this time?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ling couldn't help but shrink, knowing that Zhuo Fan would not give him time and his soul would leave his body. Zhang Ling turned around and hurriedly ran to the foot of Mount Everest.

Seeing that Zhang Ling would run away without fighting, Ghost Emperor Zhuofan was surprised and smiled even more proudly. Before the sound could be heard, Ghost Emperor Zhuofan rushed towards Zhang Ling.

How could Zhang Ling escape when he was in the stage of becoming a god? His speed was naturally impossible for Zhuo Fan, who was at the level of the Ghost King. When Zhang Ling was about to be chased, he killed hundreds of ghosts in the night but had not used up much of the fire phoenix, and fell from the sky.

Come to rescue Zhang Ling.

Fire Phoenix approached, and immediately grabbed Zhuo Fan and took him up. While his wings were flapping, he also directed Nanming Lihuo to surround Zhuo Fan.

Ah... It was only a little bit close, but it suddenly retreated. Coupled with the burning of Nanming Lihuo, Zhuo Fan screamed miserably. When he realized what he was doing, Zhuo Fan stirred up his Yin Qi to reject all Nanming Lihuo.

Outside.

Looking at Fire Phoenix cruelly, he made a knife and slashed directly into Fire Phoenix's neck. Groaning, Fire Phoenix screamed in pain, and the wound on his neck did not flow out with blood, but still with red flames.

Roar! The power rioted and gathered in his hands. The Ghost King Zhuo Fan grabbed the Fire Phoenix's claws with all his strength, roared, and tore them apart! The Fire Phoenix had no time to scream, and was torn into two halves by Zhuo Fan.

It became a flame and dissipated.

After solving the Fire Phoenix, Zhuo Fan looked at Zhang Ling. Only to find that Zhang Ling was already standing at the bottom of the mountain, chanting incantations, and was about to leave his body! No, no, Zhuo Fan roared in his heart.
Chapter completed!