Looking at the familiar pale face, Han Yun felt a little numb and his palms holding Shenwu Jinyu were sweating slightly.

Jiji~

The ghost screamed fiercely at Han Yun, but did not pounce on him. The pair of dead gray eyes looked at the strange man. Han Yun held the Sun True Fire Sword and gestured. The ghost flew back several feet, as if he was extremely afraid of the Sun True Fire Sword in Han Yun's hand. Han Yun's heart moved. The ghost was yin by nature, so he was afraid of the Yang things. The Shenwu Jinyu emitted the pure Sun True Fire, which was extremely masculine and domineering, and it was the nemesis of this ghost.

Thinking of this, Han Yun felt relieved and said to himself: "All things in the world are mutually reborn and restrained, and ghosts naturally have things that they are afraid of. They are afraid of being a ball, so they will cut it!"

"Get out quickly, otherwise you can't do it even if you ghosts!" Han Yun waved the Sun True Fire Sword, making a whirring sound of wind and thunder, and the golden and pure flames were dazzling. The ghost was so scared that he retreated several meters, but he refused to leave. A pair of dead gray eyes were still staring at Han Yun viciously. The ghost might have recognized that Han Yun killed him, so he was unwilling to leave like this. However, the Sun True Fire Sword in Han Yun's hand had a very strong yang evil spirit, and it had no courage to rush to seek his life.

Seeing that the ghost refused to leave, Han Yun had to cut off the roots. The Sun True Fire Sword in his hand grew several feet long and flew down into the sky, emitting a burst of slashing air. The ghost screamed strangely, and instead of retreating, he rushed towards Han Yun in the air slashed by the giant flame sword. The extremely fast speed scared Han Yun. He pinched the magic trick with his left hand and bounced away with one finger. A fireball shot out.

Pang!

The fireball exploded three feet from the chest. It turned out that the ghost had actually rushed to the front. The pair of chicken feet almost caught Han Yun's throat. When the fireball hit him, he screamed and rushed to the ground and disappeared intovisible.

Han Yun swept his sleeves and swept away the explosive flames. The flames of the Sun True Fire Sword were retracted and turned back to the Divine Black Golden Feather, flying back to Han Yun's hand. His spiritual sense swept through dozens of meters in a radius and found nothing. The ghost actually threw himself into the ground and died.

Suddenly, Han Yun felt a little cool in his neck, and a cold breath came from behind him. Han Yun stabbed out with a backhand sword, and the flames of the Divine Black Golden Feather burst out, and a few feet in a radius suddenly fell into a sea of ​​fire.

Ga~ squeak~ card~

A shrill scream came, almost piercing Han Yun's eardrum. He quickly jumped away and turned his head to see. The ghost was yelling and struggling in the sun's true fire, and his body was covered with black air. His pale face was so twisted that it made people want to vomit, and his dead gray eyes were almost falling out.

Han Yun only felt that his stomach and intestines were rolling, and he almost wanted to vomit it out, but unfortunately there was nothing to vomit in his stomach. Han Yun activated the fire-attributed spiritual power in the spiritual sea, and the sun fire emitted by the Shenwu Jinyu became even more grand. The size of the ghost gradually became smaller, and it was a foregone conclusion.

~ chew~ chew~ chew~

A strange laughter from grinding teeth came, and Han Yun felt a sudden shock. He saw two ghosts emerged from the dead trees around him at some point, floating above the treetops, with a faint blue light flashing in his eyes. Seeing Han Yun turn his head and swaying into the dead trees, Han Yun was surprised, and these ghosts seemed to be afraid of him.

Squeak ~

The ghost finally turned into a wisp of clear smoke and dissipated. Han Yun waved his hand and took it back. He took out a Yuan-gathering pill and adjusted his breath for a while before he could replenish the consumed fire-attribute spiritual power. Although the magical gold feather was powerful, the spiritual power it had to consume was undoubtedly huge. Burning this ghost to death consumed a quarter of the fire-attribute spiritual power in Han Yun's spiritual sea.

In this gloomy wasteland, there is obviously more than one ghost. Perhaps the disciples of the Killer Wood Sect who died here will become ghosts. Over the past tens of thousands of years, there may be many disciples of the Killer Wood Sect exiled to the Killer Wood Ghost Realm. If most of them die, the ghosts will definitely be hundreds of them. Han Yun knew very well that his greatest reliance was the Divine Black Golden Feather, and then the spiritual power must always be kept full.

Fortunately, there were a lot of spiritual medicine on his body, so Han Yun was not very worried. He held the Shenwu Jinyu in his hand and walked towards the depths of the wasteland. There were withered trees everywhere along the way, and stones or tree roots on the roadside would spew out a bunch of smoke from time to time. I wonder if these colorful smokes were poisonous, Han Yun tried to avoid them as carefully as possible.

只~只~只~

From time to time, ghosts grind their teeth and low strange laughter came from the dead trees. Han Yun was like a thorn on his back, because he felt at least three pairs of gloomy strange eyes staring at him without blinking, and following him all the way. Whenever Han Yun turned his head to look, he was empty behind him. It would be fine if these ghosts rushed up to attack, but it was so sneaky that it was hard to guard against. Han Yun was highly focused and his nerves were tense. After walking for more than ten miles, strings of sweat beads oozing out of his forehead.

You can't waste this anymore. If the ghosts gather more and more, you can't eat them at that time and walk around. Han Yun turned around and stood still, his eyes scanning the dead trees around him like lightning. In the dark night, the moonlight was hazy, and the dead trees seemed like evil ghosts with their teeth and claws.

Han Yun sat down on a stone under a dead tree, his eyes closed slightly, and the divine black golden feathers on his hand were burning a faint firework. Han Yun slowly released his spiritual consciousness, spreading around like a net-type. With his spiritual consciousness cultivation in the second realm of heaven and man, this spiritual consciousness detection coverage range of this kind of spiritual consciousness detection is only about one hundred meters.

One...two...three...

Within a hundred meters, there were four ghosts lying behind the dead trees around them, and one was lying on the dead tree behind Han Yun.

The ghost slowly emerged from behind the tree. A pair of lifeless eyes flashed with a faint blue light. They stared at Han Yun's head viciously, stretched out their bloody tongue and licked the corner of their mouths, looking drooling. The ghost likes to swallow fresh brain marrow the most. Han Yun looks really fresh, fierce, and masculine. However, this person who looks very fresh held the thing in his hand made it very afraid, and the yang evil aura emitted from it made it feel deeply afraid. The ghost hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of the fresh brain marrow. It flashed lightly behind the tree, slipping quietly to Han Yun's head.

Han Yun's eyes were still slightly closed, as if he was not aware of anything, but an arc was pulled out of the corner of his mouth. Seeing that his companion had approached, the other three ghosts had not responded yet, and then flashed out from behind the surrounding trees and floated over quickly. The ghost that was approaching Han Yun suddenly accelerated and a pair of people grabbed Han Yun's head and pulled it out.

Pang~

A scorching sun suddenly appeared, the ghost screamed, covered his eyes with his hands and fled, and the other three heads were scared to retreat. Han Yun, who had been ready to go, allowed the ghost to escape. He jumped, twisted his waist, and slashed in one go, as fast as lightning, and slashed out with all his strength. Shenwu Jinyu was activated by Han Yun's full strength and turned into a giant flaming sword that was more than ten feet long. Even if the ghost was fast, he could not dodge it.

Pang~ It’s a slash!

Seven or eight dead trees burned at the same time, and the blazing fire shone around like day. The ghost was burned by the sun's true fire, and it was burned away in a short while. After Han Yun slashed out a sword, his spiritual sense kept paying attention to the other three ghosts. The three ghost heads were obviously frightened by Han Yun's majestic sword, and flashed into the dead tree and disappeared.

Han Yun breathed a sigh of relief. If these four ghosts attacked from all directions, he would not be able to deal with it. Putting away the Divine Black Golden Feather, Han Yun quickly ate a Yuan-Gao Pill and ran. He made such a big noise here, and he would never be able to stay for a long time.

After running for more than ten miles, the three ghosts obviously did not follow. It seemed that they were scared by Han Yun's sun fire.
Chapter completed!