"Sword Immortal Tai Xuan, what should we do?”
Minister Li asked directly.
He was already afraid, and his heart was a little cold.
The others were the same.
Chen Fan turned around and saw fear in their eyes.
He retracted his magic power, and the sword intent and killing intent on his body disappeared.
Otherwise, these people in front of him would not be able to withstand it.
Chen Fan stood in front of them and said," You don't have to worry about that. The Ghost King's spirit has escaped, but I won't let him go. I'll be back soon."”
"I will also get rid of the mastermind behind him!”
Chen Fan's killing intent surged as he said that. It made people's hearts palpitate and their souls feel like they were about to explode.
This was an indescribably terrifying aura that shook the world and made people tremble in fear.
Leaving behind this sentence, he did not say anything else.
Chen Fan's body turned into a streak of sword light and disappeared.
It was as if it had never appeared.
Minister Li and the others stood rooted to the ground, dumbfounded.
"Sword Immortal Taixuan is really remarkable!”
"Amazing, he disappeared in an instant!”
"I hope that the Sword Immortal can completely eliminate the Ghost King and kill the mastermind!”
Everyone prayed in their hearts.
That was all they could do now.
Li Xiaodie looked at Chen Fan's back and closed her eyes.""Taixuan Sword Immortal, you must return safely!”
Minister Li glanced at his daughter as if he had seen through her thoughts. He said,"Little Butterfly, don't worry. The Taixuan Sword Immortal is such a powerful person. He must be confident in handling everything.”
"Perhaps in our eyes, an invincible monster is like an ant in the eyes of that sword immortal!”
Everyone felt that it made sense.
Chen Fan's attack was like a sword.
An ant saw the trees in the sky, a fish saw the ocean, and a mortal saw the giant dragon in the sky.
He could not use words to express the shock in his heart.
In their hearts, this gap was even greater. This was a true expert. Although he was young, he was already an existence that was difficult to find in the world.
………………
At the same time, a figure was moving rapidly in the sky. It was so fast that only illusions could be seen with the naked eye.
The figure stopped in front of a thick hundred-year-old tree.
A young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes appeared. He was like a banished immortal who had walked out of a painting and had an outstanding temperament.
The man was Chen Fan. He had more than four thousand Merit Points in his body and could draw four silver prizes.
As for the Mountainshade Ghost King, he couldn't escape. He had cultivated a Heavenly Eye and had also intercepted a wisp of the other party's aura.
No matter where they went, Chen Fan could easily catch them.
This also made Chen Fan realize that although Sword Dao was his main focus, he had to learn other Dharma Spells and Divine Powers.
Otherwise, if he cultivated the sword path alone, his weakness would be too obvious.
He only had extreme attack power and destructive power. As long as the other party did not clash head-on with him, he would not be able to kill those who ran faster if he ran at full speed.
" Lottery!"
Chen Fan drew the lottery three times in a row, and the wheel kept spinning.
However, Chen Fan was not satisfied with the reward.
"A beginner-level Sword Qi Fruit that can improve the Dao of the Sword. However, it can only be used with less than 20% of sword intent.”
"There's also a sword-dancing technique and 200 merit points.”
For Chen Fan, the Elementary Sword Qi Fruit was the only thing that could help him improve his Pure Yang Sword Intent.
Although the Sword Dance Technique was also a sword technique, it was just gorgeous and not practical.
Its power was equivalent to those ordinary sword techniques of Mao Mountain. It was really tasteless to eat and a pity to throw it away.
Chen Fan didn't want to cultivate it at all. He had enough sword techniques and he wouldn't miss them if they weren't top-grade ones.
"I hope this time will bring me good luck.”
With only one last chance left, Chen Fan decisively pressed the button.
At this moment, the wheel started spinning rapidly.
Chen Fan prayed in his heart that it would be fine even if it was not a purple reward.
He watched as the needle slowly stopped in the white area, as if it was about to stop moving.
Chen Fan felt like he was going to waste the merit points.
"No, it's still moving!"
Chen Fan's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at the needle on the wheel. It moved a little and stopped in the golden area.
Chen Fan was delighted. This was something that had never happened before.
This was the first time he was so lucky to receive a golden reward.
This kind of reward was equivalent to a probability of one in ten thousand. To be able to draw such a reward was simply like finding a needle in a haystack.
Chen Fan was overjoyed.
Chen Fan waited for the system notification.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Heavenly Sword Technique.
Chen Fan immediately closed his eyes. It was as if someone had stuffed a ball of cotton into his mind.
His head felt a little swollen.
Densely packed words.
These words taught Chen Fan how to cultivate the Heavenly Sword Art.
After about ten minutes, Chen Fan came back to his senses and was in a good mood.
He immediately began to cultivate.
This Heavenly Sword Skill could cultivate the Thunderbolt Sword Essence. It was an extremely terrifying sword technique.
It was not much weaker than the Regal Sword Manual.
Chen Fan started cultivating without hesitation.
If he succeeded in cultivating it, it would become one of his most powerful techniques.
In the future, it would be even easier for him to deal with enemies.
Time passed slowly, and the time for two incense sticks to burn passed in the blink of an eye.
Chen Fan's body was surrounded by a large amount of Sword Will and a mysterious Dao Will.
It wasn't the Pure Yang Sword Will, nor was it any of the Sword Wills that Chen Fan had mentioned before.
When Chen Fan opened his eyes again, an indescribable aura burst forth.
Lightning flashed on his body, and above his head, the lightning that filled the sky condensed into a divine sword.
Chen Fan had cultivated the Peerless Sword Art to the Minor Success Stage.
Furthermore, he had directly comprehended half of the Lightning Sword Intent. This Lightning Sword Intent contained lightning and could kill demons and ghosts. It had a strong restraining effect.
If the Regal Sword Intent was said to be pure and powerful, the Lightning Sword Intent was pure and pure.
Each strike could draw the power of lightning to restrain the enemy.
Especially when one could summon thousands of lightning bolts at the later stages of cultivation. A sword that could move ten thousand lightning bolts would be a shocking scene!
It was comparable to the return of ten thousand swords, like a god descending.
This was a sword intent with additional attributes, just like the pure Yang sword intent he had mastered.
Chen Fan was going to improve his Pure Yang Sword Intent, but he changed his mind.
Or did he use the Sword Qi Fruit to increase the Lightning Sword Intent?
He had a Pure Yang Sword Body. Even without the Sword Qi Fruit, as long as his Pure Yang Sword Body awakened bit by bit and reached the most perfect state, he would be able to cultivate to 90% Pure Yang Sword Intent in the future and reach great success.
However, the Lightning Sword Intent was different. It required one's own comprehension.
After swallowing it, Chen Fan had already comprehended fifteen percent of the Thunder Sword Qi.
Chen Fan could feel that the power of the sword had increased tenfold. He could only summon two or three thunderbolts with one strike, but now he could summon twenty or thirty.
This was the terrifying aspect of the improvement of the top-notch sword essence. It was truly terrifying to the extreme.
Chen Fan willed the Thunder Divine Sword to hit the ground.
More than 20 lightning bolts appeared at the same time, emitting crackling sounds, leaving many crisscrossing sword marks on the ground.
However, the most obvious thing was the sword path that was hundreds of feet long. It was very eye-catching.
The birds and beasts in the forest were all shocked and fled in their bird forms, causing quite a commotion.
Then, the vast forest fell silent.
Only the crackling of thunder was left on the ground.
Chen Fan was very satisfied with the power of the Lightning Sword Will. If he had comprehended it earlier, he could have killed the Ghost King easily with the Heavenly Sword Art.
There was no need to pull out the Scarlet Heaven Divine Sword at all.
Of course, this didn't mean that the Lightning Sword Intent was far superior to the Regal Sword Intent.
The Regal sword intent had no attributes and was purely powerful.
The Lightning Sword Intent had the restraining power of the lightning attribute, so its power was even stronger, directly doubling.
The function of the Heavenly Sword Technique was to condense divine swords at will. They were all condensed from sword qi. It was indeed worthy of being the top reward of the Silver Lottery.
"Next, it's time to find the Ghost King!”
Chen Fan's eyes lit up and he opened his Heavenly Eye.
He could see a black line in his line of sight, which was connected to the Ghost King's aura that he had captured in his hand.
In other words, as long as he followed this black line, he would be able to find the Ghost King's spirit.
"You can't run away!"
Chen Fan jumped down from the tree as light as a swallow. He flew through the air at high speed and turned into a streak of sword light that was invisible to the naked eye.
……………
At the same time.
In a strange mountain valley.
There were lush trees, poisonous insects, spiders, and so on.
At this moment, there was a man wearing a black Daoist robe with two white lotus flowers carved on his body. He wore a ghost mask on his face, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.
However, it revealed a pair of blood-red eyes that emitted a cold blood-red light.
He was sitting on a bluestone with an altar in front of him.
In his hand, there was a ghost king's dark soul kowtowing to him.
"Thank you for your help, Immortal Master. When I recover my strength, I will definitely kill that stinky Daoist!”
The Ghost King, who had been facing Minister Li and the others with overwhelming auras, was now in a state of fear and trepidation.
If other people saw this, their eyeballs would probably fall out.
One had to know how powerful the Ghost King was. How could he let others subdue him?
This was completely a fantasy.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
However, the 'immortal master' wearing the ghost mask cursed impatiently,"You're really trash. You can't even deal with a little Daoist. What's the use of keeping you alive?”
Hearing this.
The Ghost King's body trembled violently, revealing a look of fear. He kowtowed to the Daoist and begged,""Please give me another chance!"
"I definitely won't disappoint you.”
However, that Daoist did not want to listen to any more nonsense from him.
"I, Ming Chen, never raise trash. If you screw this up, then go to hell!”
A large amount of black mist emerged from Dark Dust Priest's hand, which transformed into a giant hand. He grabbed the Ghost King's dark soul and shoved it into his mouth.
"No!"
The Ghost King let out an unwilling scream as it watched helplessly as it was devoured. It kept resisting.
This process lasted for the time for half an incense stick to burn.
During this period of time, the Ghost King was also constantly resisting. His body emitted a shocking resentment and killing intent. He was unwilling to be completely devoured.
However, facing the powerful Netherworld Priest, his resistance seemed a little ridiculous.
No matter how hard he struggled, he could feel that his dark soul was weakening bit by bit.
"Immortal Master, why can't you give me a chance? Why must you kill me?”
The Ghost King's expression became a bit strange. His face was ferocious, and he looked at Priest Mingchen with no respect, only endless hatred and resentment.
Deep Earth Daoist didn't look surprised at all. The Ghost King was already prepared for a backlash.
This Ghost King was obviously about to escape his control. The respect and humility he had shown just now might have been faked.
This made him even more determined to devour the Ghost King in front of him and turn it into his own power.
"I have nurtured you for so long. It's time for you to contribute to me. It's useless even if you resist.”
Daoist Dark Dust said sinisterly.
"You want to devour me so easily? This king won't let you succeed!”
The Ghost King actually wanted to explode in his body and make him draw water with a bamboo basket.
The ghost mask on Daoist Ming Chen's face revealed a smile, which contained a trace of disdain.
With a thought, the Ghost King could not move. His body emitted a black light, and his body was forcefully controlled by some kind of power.
"I've helped you devour other souls to become a powerful Ghost King. How can I not have a backup plan?”
"Obediently accept your death!"
Finally, the Ghost King had no power to resist and was devoured by Daoist Xuan Ming.
After devouring the Ghost King, the Dark Dust Priest became more and more terrifying. Shadows kept rising around him, all coming from his body.
The valley seemed to have turned from midsummer to winter.
The surrounding spiders that were lying on the spider web instantly froze. Their bodies stiffened and they fell from the web, freezing to death.
The sound of his heartbeat echoed in the valley.
Time seemed to slow down at this moment.
The wind blew beside him, distorting the light.
Right now, his mind power was twice as strong as before, and the magic power in his body was also strengthened. This was the benefit of the Devouring Ghost King.
The increase in his spiritual power and magical power had caused his true strength to become incomparably terrifying. His true strength had increased greatly.
The moment he opened his eyes, everything around him returned to normal. However, the light around him was still distorted and could not shine on his body.
Furthermore, with him as the center, a bone-chilling chill was emitted within a hundred meters.
"Hehehe!"
Deep Earth Daoist laughed out loud.
After laughing, his eyes turned cold. He looked at the altar in front of him and thought about how Chen Fan had cast a spell on him and failed to kill him. It was a pity.
However, it was not a big problem. It was not too late to kill this young Taoist priest now.
"Little Daoist, you killed my painting spirit, killed my ghost, and even destroyed the Ghost King that I painstakingly nurtured.”
"I will kill you and kill everyone in White Cloud Town. I will let you accompany me on the road to hell!”
His tone was very calm, but if these words were heard by others, it would send chills down their spines.
It formed an extreme contrast.
This Daoist Nether Chen was like a madman.
It was as if he was talking about a small matter.
"Hmm?"
At this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked up at the sky.
At this moment, a sword light quickly rushed over and landed on the ground with a bang, sending dust flying into the air.
"There's no need to go to White Cloud Town to find me, I'm here personally!”
Chen Fan's voice came with a strong Sword Will.
They charged towards Daoist Nether Dust.
Ming Chen Daoist's expression changed and he looked at Chen Fan.
Not long ago, he had used the power of the altar to attack Chen Fan, but he hadn't been able to kill Chen Fan. Instead, he had been injured.
That was why he wanted to devour the Ghost King to heal his injuries and recover his strength.
He was not as powerful as before, so it was a good thing for him that Chen Fan had come to him.
"Haha! You didn't take the path to heaven, but you came to hell without a door!”
"Forget it, let's settle the old and new grudges here!”
Ming Chen Daoist let out a strange laugh and stared at Chen Fan as if he was a dead man.
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