As Ye Ling spoke, he couldn't help but lick his lips, with an excited look in his eyes. This ghost realm was simply a supreme holy place for him to practice. Every wandering soul here was his supplement and a magic medicine for his cultivation. There were so many lonely ghosts here, and it was simply everywhere.

Where he obtained the martial arts, he also obtained a black ancient tower. He had already figured out the function of the pagoda. The tower was called the Prison-Suppressing Tower. The most wonderful thing was that it could absorb and suppress ghosts in the tower and drive the pagoda to directly refine the ghosts in the tower and transform them into pure power for one's own absorption. Each ghost is equivalent to an excellent elixir.

The Prison-Suppressing Tower can refine ghosts into its own power, which is extremely strange. But in Ye Ling's eyes, it is a peerless treasure. The ghost realm in front of him is his holy place for cultivation.

"A cultivator at the age of the kowtow."

Yan Fusheng felt even colder when he heard Ye Ling's words, and clearly felt his possessiveness for the entire ghost realm. He actually wanted to refine all the ghosts here into his demon treasures, and he was inhumane. Such a monk entering the ghost realm would be a huge disaster for the entire ghost realm. Thinking of this, the murderous intent on him almost condensed into substance, and he sneered: "If you want to accept me, it depends on whether you have the ability. So what about the Koutian level? Today I will let the people of the world know that those who trespass into the Tianqing Ghost Realm will die!! Even monks are no exception. Kill!!"

He raised his eyebrows, and a shocking murderous intent burst out from his body without reservation.

The momentum accumulated all the way from Iron Niucheng, coupled with the murderous aura generated by the blood-slaughtering hundreds of martial artists, gathered together and rushed towards Ye Ling without hesitation. He stepped forward with his left foot, and his whole body turned into a strange stream of light on the spot. The sword in his hand was raised, the soul ladder vibrated, and streams of pure soul power swarmed into the sword like a tide.

This sword brings out a murderous intent like death.

Locked by the sword of war, people can feel as if they are in boundless purgatory on the spot. The mind and spirit are taken away by it. Driven by speed, the sword's speed is extremely fast, and it can cross dozens of feet in a blink of an eye. Now, as a ghost, it has pushed Yan Fusheng's speed to a terrible situation.

"So fast!!"

Even though Ye Ling was prepared for the speed of Yan Fusheng, he could not help but jumped in his heart and was shocked, but he did not hesitate in his hand. With a wave of his hand, three talismans burst out at the same time.

Brush!!

The talisman activates the power of heaven and earth. In just a blink of an eye, one of them fell on Ye Ling and turned into a golden barrier. It set off like a vajra. A yellow light shines into a huge yellow shield. The last one exploded with a bang, turning into a golden war sword, slashing towards Yan Fusheng like lightning. The battle sword fell, and directly produced a terrible force that could not be dodged.

Earth shield talisman, Vajra talisman, and Golden Sword talisman.

The talisman is divided into first-level to ninth-level, which corresponds to the strength of the Qitian-level to the Chongtian-level realm. The earth shield and the Vajra talisman are first-level talismans, but the golden sword talisman is a second-level talisman, with its powerful power that can almost split a hill. The sharpness is extremely sharp and terrifying.

Bang!!

The golden battle sword almost cut towards Yan Fusheng like lightning, and wanted to cut him in half in one fell swoop. It emitted endless sharpness, and turned to the tip of the battle sword that was originally stabbed by Ye Ling, from bottom to top, stabbed the golden sword like lightning. When they collided with the golden sword, a sharp sword light hit the battle sword backwards on the spot.

The golden sword talisman is a metallic talisman, and its attack power is the most sharp among the same level. Although Yan Fusheng has reached the ninth level of Qitian, his own power is almost invincible at the Qitian level and has a deep soul power, he still cannot break the golden sword in one encounter. The golden sword is still cut like a bamboo shoot.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!!

However, Yan Fusheng’s most exquisite thing is that he is a fast sword. He cannot defeat the golden sword in terms of strength. If one sword cannot be done, then I will use ten swords and hundreds of swords. I don’t believe that I cannot defeat the golden sword.

In an instant, the battle sword in his hand stabbed towards the golden sword with lightning speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

The upper prick, the lower prick, the left prick, the oblique prick...... In one breath, hundreds of swords were stabbed out, and the power of the hundred swords gathered together rushed towards the golden sword frantically.

Countless sword shadows bloomed in the void.

In the world, you can only hear countless violent collision sounds bursting one after another.

Then, the golden sword shining rapidly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, the golden sword turned into countless light spots when it was about to slash Yan Fusheng's forehead and collapsed on the spot.

"cut!!"

At the same time, the left hand appeared on the handle of the sword on his back at some point. When his wrist turned, the sword suddenly came out of the sheath, and a stunning fighting spirit like a mountain burst out from the blade. In the blade, it seemed as if there was an accumulation of infinite fighting spirit, and the soul power in the body was continuously poured into the blade.

The sword is the domineering among all the soldiers. Those who practice swords are extremely domineering. Only the domineering person keeps his name. Practicing a knife means practicing a domineering. All soft swords and soft swords are bullshit. Swordsmen are invincible. Who dares to stand in front of me and let me slash it with one knife.

Click!!

An amazing sword light was drawn from the pitch-black blade, and it was instantly slashed on the earth shield with violent soul power. The solid earth shield was not stopped for a moment under the battle knife, and was slashed in half by a knife. The black sword light, with the yin and cold air, slashed on the golden barrier without hesitation.

"How is it possible? Even the golden sword talisman can be defeated. You can break the earth shield with one knife. You are just a wandering soul. How could you have such terrible combat power? This is not the Qitian-level combat power at all."

Yan Fusheng's series of terrifying attacks collapsed his offensive scene. He almost frightened Ye Ling's eyes with an incredible expression. This combat power was almost comparable to that of a cultivator at the Knight Heaven level. However, Ye Ling's eyes immediately showed a more surprised look. If such a powerful wandering soul was refined into the demon banner, wouldn't it make the potential of the demon banner even stronger?

"Bone spurs, kill them!"

Ye Ling quickly pinched the seal technique in his hand. In an instant, the numerous white bones on the ground trembled violently. Under a mysterious force, they were twisted and reorganized in a blink of an eye, condensed into three white white bone spurs, showing white divine lightning, and faintly appeared on the bone spurs. As soon as the three bone spurs appeared, they immediately appeared in the shape of a font and penetrated into Yan Fusheng's lightning-like hole. On the way to break through the air, a sharp sharp roar was heard from the bone spurs, and the sharp roar could penetrate the soul.

"Bone Hand, grab him."

Ye Ling's face was cold, and he quickly pinched out a series of seals in his hand. After making a bone spur, a fierce and terrifying bone hands appeared on the ground, and suddenly poked out from the ground, densely packed, with hundreds of them, and even grabbed Yan Fusheng's feet. In the bone hands, a terrible strange power was transmitted.

"kill!!"

The battle situation changed almost instantly, and it was impossible to reach the level of Knocking Heaven. It was so easy to have a combat power. Yan Fusheng fought with such an enemy for the first time, and he could not have a clear understanding of such an enemy for a while. His feet were caught, and he was quickly approaching Ye Ling's body paused on the spot, but he was not an ordinary person, with his combat experience, which was astonishingly rich.

With a thought, a violent soul power burst out from the ladder, and it was poured directly into the bones of the feet that grabbed the feet. The sword in his hand was even more hesitant and stabbed three swords forward like lightning.

Bang!!

The bone hands under the feet exploded to pieces under the impact of soul power on the spot.

Dangdangdang!!

The sword and the bone stimulus collided violently, and the power burst out from the bone spur was almost no less than the previous golden sword. The sword in his hand was almost collapsed. However, with the power burst out from the bone spur, every time the sword burst out, the sword immediately stabbed out at an even more astonishing speed.

"Chop me!!"

The soul power under his feet exploded, and he stepped on the bone hands, and the bone hands were stomping. The left hand sword cut from bottom to top, cutting straight towards the three bone spurs with one knife.

Yan Fusheng's fighting spirit soared into the sky.

So what if it is the knocking level? It doesn’t challenge it beyond the level, and it’s not called defiance of the heavens. Whoever dares to suppress him with his realm will make the other party pay the price with his life.

"Hmph, Yan Fusheng, you are indeed powerful, but if you want to show your power, you will end here. Look at the magic weapon I have specially refined for your ghosts - the Soul-Binding Rope, tied me up."

Ye Ling completely changed his face to Yan Fusheng's fierceness, and even clearly felt a strong threat. He felt a huge pressure on him and did not dare to delay any further.

A flash of light in his hand, and a dark chain suddenly appeared.

brush!

As soon as the iron chain appeared, it immediately turned into a strange stream of light. It appeared in front of Yan Fusheng in a blink of an eye, without giving him any chance to react. While he was fighting fiercely with bone stimulation, he slammed and sang strangely around his body. His entire body was instantly bound.

Puff puff puff!!

While the soul-binding rope tied up the body, the soul power in the body stagnated on the spot. The sword in his hand trembled violently, and the three blocked bone spurs turned into streams of light, which appeared in front of him and inserted into his chest without hesitation.

The bone spurs penetrate the entire body.

The battle situation reversed in an instant, and the soul binding rope was extremely strange. Once it bound the body, even the soul power in the body would be blocked. It has terrible lethality for ghosts.

"Tsk tsk, Yan Fusheng, no matter how strong you are, with your beggar-level realm, you can burst out with the combat power of the knocking sky level, but you will still be refined into the Nine Yin Ghost Evil Banner by me. Don't worry, I will soon refine all your people into the banner."

Seeing Yan Fusheng being bound by the soul-bound rope, Ye Ling immediately showed a hint of excitement on his face, and he walked down from the hill quickly, and a black monster flag appeared in his hand.

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