[In the new book period, I have more than 3,000 words in each chapter. Compared to others, I have more than 2,000 chapters, it is very interesting. Please give me some strength. A ** is coming. I need passion and motivation.]

"I heard that in Tianmengfang City, your sword sect blocked the entire swamp entrance. There was no cultivator stepping into the swamp for three days. It seems that the one you are going to chase is Yan Fusheng. However, with my strength, he could not resist at all. Why should I join forces with you?"

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Li Yundi's eyes. After a fight, he knew Yan Fusheng's strength very well. His cultivation and Taoism were only a ghost soldier at the Knocking Heaven level. Although he had magical powers to cultivate to the third level, he would not have any threat to himself with the ghost-suppressing seal in his hand. He would definitely not be his opponent.

"Li Yundi, if you don't cooperate with me, you will miss an opportunity. Moreover, if you don't join forces with me, you will also fall into Yan Fusheng's hands. He has a trump card in his hand, and no one knows except when I have seen it. If you rashly face it, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Wan Jiansheng was not displeased at all because of his rejection. Instead, he spoke a meaningful word, and in that sentence, a dangerous breath kept penetrated his bones.

It makes people feel chilling.

Li Yundi's face changed slightly, divine light flowed in his eyes, and a previous scene appeared in his mind. Although he didn't care, Yan Fusheng easily used powerful magical powers that could burst out into the Heaven-level. A hint of haze appeared in his heart. His thoughts changed and he thought to himself: Yan Fusheng was just an ordinary mortal before his death. He only had less than a year after his death. Not only did he activate his mind in just a short time, but he was promoted from a wandering soul to a ghost soldier in one fell swoop, and he also had magical powers to compete with a Heaven-level monk. I have never encountered such a ghost clan. Could it be that he really had any powerful trump card in his hand? It is said that he escaped under the sword of Wan Jiansheng.

Thoughts quickly rotated in my mind.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that there should be some powerful trump card hidden in Yan Fusheng.

After pondering for a moment, he looked up at Wan Jiansheng and said, "How to cooperate?"

"Yan Fusheng's life belongs to me, and his magical powers belong to you." Wan Jiansheng said without hesitation: "If he doesn't die, I will be unable to sleep or eat."

An inexplicable look flashed in his eyes. Yan Fusheng's nature has been thorough. Once he grows up, he is afraid that the entire world of cultivation will be completely overturned by him. Anyone who despises mortals will be his enemy. In today's era when mortals regard mortals as ants, no one has ever killed mortals. Especially the major sects, there are not a few who initiate the inclination.

He definitely doesn't want to take this risk.

He must be completely killed while he is still in a weak hour.

"Okay!! His magical powers are indeed good, but now he is in the ancient battlefield, and his murderous intentions cover the sky, and his spiritual consciousness cannot be extended at all. The ancient battlefield is tens of thousands of miles in radius, so it is probably not easy to find him." A trace of Li Yundi's eyes flashed, and he looked at Wan Jiansheng and said, "I wonder if Brother Wan has any tricks."

He knew that in the world of cultivation, Mr. Wan Jian has always been known for his cruelty and ruthlessness.

"I heard that the uncle of the master of the master of the master Xuanyin once brought back a woman from the Qixi Festival when he launched Tianqing. It is said that the man was Yan Fusheng's fiancée Zi Yan." Wan Jiansheng suddenly asked.

Li Yundi's face changed slightly, and he frowned and said, "Hmph! Wan Jiansheng, what do you mean? Master Zi Yan is now a disciple of Master Xuanyin's uncle. If you dare to make her decision, Master Xuanyin can easily press you to death with a finger. What's more, Zi Yan is now following Master Uncle Master to practice martial arts, and ordinary people can't see it."

I couldn't figure out what he meant.

"It's very simple. I've found out that Zi Yan saved Yan's life when he was in a vain. The two grew up together and were childhood sweethearts. Even if they were the lord of a city in Tieniu City and countless beauties were at their fingertips, they also regarded Zi Yan as a confidante. They did not add any color to other women and had a deep affection."

Wan Jiansheng said coldly: "As long as we let a female cultivator turn into Zi Yan's appearance, appear in the Tianmeng Swamp, then pretend to be caught by us, and spread the news to the entire Tianmeng Swamp, Yan Fusheng will definitely not need to look for it, and he will emerge. At that time, we will set up a net of heaven and earth to keep it as he can come or go."

When Li Yundi heard this, his heart was shocked and he couldn't help but curse: The ten thousand swords are indeed vicious, and every poisonous plan is to kill people.

However, his mind changed and he shook his head and said, "Zi Yan, we can't bring it here from the Guiyu Sect. If we use fake ones to dress up, it will be difficult to be fooled with Yan Fusheng's wisdom."

Yan Fusheng is not a fool. If this news comes out, he will definitely doubt it.

"It's right to doubt it. As long as you hear the news, whether he doubts or not, Yan Fusheng will definitely fall into the trap."

Wan Jiansheng said confidently: "With their feelings, if you hear the news that Zi Yan appears, no matter whether it is true or false, with his temperament, even if it is false, you will definitely come to find out the truth. You must know that the word "love" is the most wonderful. As long as the news reaches Yan Fusheng's ears, you will not be afraid that he will not come."

The voice has a strong sense of certainty.

He expected that even if it was fake, Yan Fusheng would have the intention to have a certain amount of thought, and that would have been put into the game, not afraid that he would not come. When he came, everything would be in the calculation.

"Okay, Brother Wan has a good trick and a good layout. This is a strategy to attack the heart. Let you do it." Li Yundi turned his eyes and nodded and said, "This time I want to make Yan Fusheng desperate."

The two looked at each other and formed an alliance with each other.

In a blink of an eye, ten days passed.

Rumors spread throughout the Tianmeng swamp.

It is said that a stunning woman in purple clothes and a beautiful face suddenly appeared in the swamp. Someone met her and heard her ask about Yan Fusheng.

Then, news came out that the woman's name was Zi Yan, who was caught by the Yu Jian Sect and imprisoned. It is said that Zi Yan was a disciple of the Yu Gui Sect. The Yu Gui Sect disciple was currently in the ancient battlefield and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Rumor has it that a monk encountered an army of skeletons in the ancient battlefield. Hundreds of monks were buried in the army of skeletons, and only three monks escaped.

It is rumored that a monk saw a group of murderous souls in the battlefield hunting and killing monks in the battlefield in groups, including murderous souls comparable to the Heaven-Worshiping level. Hundreds of monks were torn to pieces by the murderous souls and eaten raw, even their souls were swallowed up.

In a remote corner of the ancient battlefield, three monks on the ground vomited blood and fainted in shame and anger. A fat man with storage bags flexibly stripped all the three monks, leaving only a pair of shorts.

After finishing the exercise, I looked up at the sky and sighed, "Oh, I, Daoist Duobao, is so kind. I have done another good deed. I am the one who is talking about the Taoist Master of the Hundred Good Deeds every day. I am talking about me." Looking at the three cultivators on the ground, the fat man's face kept changing, and he murmured to himself: "This time, the news suddenly appeared about the confrontation between the Yugui Sect and the Yujian Sect, and a man named Zi Yan appeared. I once heard that Yan Fusheng and Zi Yan were originally lovers back then. Could it be that this was the conspiracy of the guys of the Yugui Sect? Well, go and take a look. Maybe I can do more good deeds. Last time I walked with that boy, I lost the Gengjin Thunder Pearl, and I must make up for it this time."

His eyes were rotating, and his face immediately showed a look of compassion.

He smiled and walked in one direction with a swaying look.

On the south side of the ancient battlefield, a man in black robe walked on the white bones, holding a black monster banner in his hand, like a messenger walking in the darkness. A green wolf several feet tall emitted a fierce blood light and rushed out fiercely from behind a bone mountain toward the man. His two sharp claws flashed with cold light. When they pounced over, the fierce aura almost suffocated, making people suffocate.

brush!!

The black banner in the black robe shook gently, and a blood light burst out from the banner. In the blood light, a blood-colored dragon claw suddenly poked out, grabbed it hard, and immediately, the entire green wolf was swept into the black banner and disappeared in a blink of an eye. On the black banner, three Yin dragons were like living creatures, constantly circling and wandering in the banner. The evil soul of the green wolf was torn into pieces by the three Yin dragons and swallowed them all.

The second-level evil soul, falls!!

"Tsk tsk, boy Yan, your Nine Yin Ghost Evil Banner has transformed into a third-level magic weapon, which is considered a small success, an evil dragon, a rotten dragon, and an Yin dragon that has not absorbed other powers. The evil dragon fights and shakes it and can spit out the bloody evil sword light. Each of them can be equivalent to the destructive power of the Heaven-Worshiping Level. With this Nine Yin Ghost Evil Banner in your hand, you should not encounter danger as long as you don't encounter those Heaven-Worshiping Level monks with a deep foundation."

"Jie" saw the power of the Nine Yin Ghost Evil Banner, and couldn't help but praise him.

"In these ten days, I was sacrificing the ghost evil banners and fighting with the fierce souls on the battlefield. I have fully mastered the soul power of the cultivation level that has broken through to the second level of Koutian, and my physical body has also been tempered to the peak of this realm. I can prepare to advance to the third level of Koutian. You are sure that you can find the Yin vein in this direction."

The man in black robe was Yan Fusheng. He held the black banner and stepped forward step by step. During these ten days, he stepped into the ancient battlefield and spent almost every day in various battles. The evil souls, the immortal skeletons, bone beasts, evil ghosts, and even monks condensed in the battlefield have encountered thousands of evil souls and evil ghosts that died under his command. There were no less than dozens of monks.

The evil spirits and ghosts are not scary. After all, they only rely on their fierceness to control themselves, and the most terrifying thing is the monks who often hide in the dark and suddenly launch attacks, and use almost everything to do. Once, they almost died in the talisman array set up by a monk, and overwhelming talismans hit. If they hadn't reached the third level of magical power, they would have to be hated in the talisman array on the spot.

I have endured hundreds of battles every day, and my soul power is completely calm, and every trace of power in my ghost body can be perfectly controlled.

It is the time to advance to the third level of Koutian.

"Hehe, although I don't have much power, I should not be wrong in sensing the Yin meridian. As long as I find the Yin meridian, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort when you break through."

The crow shouted confidently.

brush!

Suddenly, a sword light burst out from behind a bone mound.

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Chapter completed!