Chapter 449: Fate of Baiyan

"Impossible!" The voice of Ku Rong Ghost King came from the ice, the sound of incredible terror was revealed in the voice. How could someone hide under his eyes without knowing it, and he didn't even notice it!
But Huli didn't give him too much opportunity to consider, and when he was shocked, he shot decisively.
Formidable ice force into the body, for the Kuei ghost king, is the last straw that crushed the camel.
"Ah!" He roared, imprisoned in the ice, his spirits were constantly weakened, and a thick panic appeared on his face.
Not long after he broke through the Yuan Dan realm, there were still many things that were not done. How could he just die in the hands of four juniors who had no more than the strength of the fake Dan realm.
He is not reconciled!
boom……
With a loud noise, the ice suddenly exploded. A ghostly sky came up, rushing towards Zhao Wuqing, the speed was extremely fast, everyone only felt a flower in front of him, a gloomy shade appeared on Zhao Wuqing's face, a little hidden.
Ku Rong Ghost King let go and let all hope rest on Zhao Wuqing. The power of his ghost was submerged in Zhao Wuqing's body, and disappeared instantly.
"No, the King of Rong ghosts hid into Zhao Wuqing's body." Yan Ling sank, screaming sharply.
The soul power is invisible. If the soul power of Ku Rong ghost king is intertwined with Zhao Wuqing's soul, then they want to get rid of Ku Rong ghost king, which will certainly damage Zhao Wuqing's soul.
With a damaged soul, Zhao Wuqing is likely to become demented and become a waste.
"What to do?" Zhao Wuqing's complexion suddenly turned pale. He had been suffering from the possession of Ku Rong Ghost King, and quickly pulled Ning Wufeng's sleeves, and said in shock: "Master, you must help me drive that guy out, I He doesn't want to be suppressed anymore. "
The time when he was possessed by the Kuei Ghost King was the darkest part of his life, and he didn't want to go back anymore.
Ning Wufeng's brows frowned slightly. I did not expect that Ku Rong Ghost King would use such a method to let them cast a mouse jealousy. To kill him, Zhao Wuqing must be seriously injured. Obviously they would not do this.
He immediately glanced at Zhao Wuqing with a strong sense of consciousness, but the King of Ghost Rong was like a stone sinking into the sea, and no trace was found. Imagine a monk from Yuandanjing who wanted to hide, how difficult it was for some of them to find it.
Hu Li shook her head gently, and she was helpless.
Ning Wufeng could only focus on Ou Ye Changsheng and Yan Ling.
"I try." Yan Ling said softly, he let Zhao Wuqing relax. A mysterious spiritual power wave came from him. He slowly raised his hand, the mysterious light in his hand was spinning, and the whole space fluctuated sharply. He put one hand on Zhao Wuqing's brows.
what!
With a loud scream, Zhao Wuqing lased a thick mist in his body. The voice of the King of Ghost Rong was heard.
"Small boy, you wait for me, and the King will come back one day!" The Ku Rong ghost king roared, his voice getting weaker and weaker, as if hidden into the depths of Zhao Wuqing's body.
"It can only seriously hurt him, and it is difficult to kill him." Yan Ling sighed softly. He could not kill Kurong using Yingbao Tianjipan. It seemed that the four had nothing to do with him.
Tianjipan is the treasure of their spiritual heart tribe. It was forged by Yuanying Power against the sky. It is far more than 100 times better than the soul soldiers. This is his final hole card.
Yan Ling shook her head and stepped back.
Ning runs the puppet spirits without wind, inhaling the overflowing mist. These mists are the soul power of the Kuei Ghost King. The soul power of the ghost king level is extremely strong, scattered in his body, it is difficult to refine for a while.
However, if all can be refined, it is hopeful that the power of the soul will enter the realm of ghosts.
"Presumably, even if the dead Rong Ghost King is not dead, there will be no spray in a short time. We will look for a way to rescue it." Ning Wufeng opened his eyes and said lightly.
For the sake of today, we can only go one step at a time.
Zhao Wuqing trusted him so much and nodded immediately.
The four of them left the Ghost King City together, and when it reappeared, the Ghost King City was no longer in the Ming King City because it fluttered around.
At this time, Ming Dynasty City, Xiaoming Palace.
Baiyan boy cried with a sad face, kneeling in an empty hall and shouting, "Father, you must save me!"
He had already told all the elders in the palace that Ning Wufeng had burned his senses.
"Hateful!" A humming voice sounded like a thunder, and only heard the man say, "So brave, some people dare to take the sage of my Xiaoming palace as a slave and burn the gods' mark. The deity must let He cannot survive, he cannot die! "
Baiyan boy bit his teeth bitterly and said quickly: "Yes, ancestor, we must not let go of that boy."
He thought of Ning Wufeng's attitude towards him in Ghost King City and robbed him of so many treasures. The grievance lingered in his heart for a long time. Not killing Ning Wufeng is not enough to calm his anger.
"My ancestor, I'm willing to kill. These boys are becoming more and more arrogant. They are actually in the Ming Dynasty City, so they don't put my Xiaoming Palace in their eyes." Xiaozu said hummingly, and knew that he was a very irritable person.
The hall seems empty, but the secrets of the quiet Xiaoming Palace, the three princes, are called ancestors, and there are nine veteran masters, called inheritance veterans. And the ancestors of the three great seniors preferred Baiyan boy, so they immediately voiced their anger.
"Yes, my ancestor, I am willing to take a shot. Our Xiaoming Palace has indeed not taken a shot for a long time." A clear voice sounded.
Suddenly, two of the top three middle school teachers spoke, and the rest of the lineage elders echoed, and a buzzing sound sounded. These long-immersed old guys couldn't hold back the urge to shoot.
"Who did you just say has imprinted your mind on your mind?" The oldest ancestor spoke softly, his voice empty, as if fused with space. People feel as if they are talking to a vast expanse of starry sky, and the noisy sounds around them suddenly quiet down.
"Ning windless!" Baiyan Tongzi gritted his teeth.
"Ning windless?" Xiaozu's voice was a little weird at once, and he asked, "How could you provoke that kid?"
Baiyan Tongdou said about the grievances of the two, and then pushed all his faults to Ning Wufeng.
"Our ancestors, you must help me. If you don't die, you will become the biggest magic wand in Yaner's heart!" Baiyan boy cried with a sad face, kneeling on the ground, and said in a hurry.
He also felt that Xiaozu mentioned Ning Wufeng's name with a weird tone, and added it with jealousy.
"Fate." I also helped Baiyan boy to speak before, and he should teach Ning Wufeng's second ancestor. He couldn't help laughing, and continued to say, "These are all fate. Yaner, you should have such a fate in your life. what."
"One disaster?" Baiyan boy cried with a sad face, and asked in confusion, why these ancestors do not mention revenge for themselves, but instead say that they are in distress.
"Did we just let the boy Ning Wufeng just like that?" He asked in a grudge.
"Let it go? Haha." Xiaozu suddenly laughed and said, "Of course I won't let him off so easily."
"Haha." The three ladies and all the veterans smiled.
When the boy of Baiyan was instantly happy, he knew that the ancestors would not look at him aggrieved.
"From today on, you'll follow Ning Wufeng and watch his every move closely to make him have a good impression and interest in our Xiaoming Palace. You know?" Xiaozu said in a deep voice.
"What?" Baiyan's chin was about to fall off, and he hurriedly shouted, "Little ancestor, that guy is our enemy!"
He listened to Xiaozu's tone, which didn't seem to be a joke, and eagerly emphasized again, "It's because he immortalized Yaner, Xiaozu."
"Well, Xiaozu hasn't gotten confused yet, just do as I say." Xiaozu said lightly.
After all, more than a dozen breaths disappeared, and the hall returned to silence.
"Little ancestor ..." Baiyan boy shouted again weakly, but only his own echo came from the hall.
...
At this time, Ning Wufeng was out of the ghost city.
Ou Ye Changsheng looked around, distinguished the direction, pointed to the east, and said, "Here is the city of Ming Dynasty. It should be not far from the sword city."
"I'll rush back to cook the funeral for Taixiong as soon as possible, so I won't be with you," he said lightly.
Ning Wufeng sighed softly, just as the stall owner who sold the Ming Wangfu said, Taixiong was inevitable.
He flipped his hand and divided the ghost spirit previously captured from Baiyan Boys into two, and gave it to Ou Ye Changsheng, saying, "At the time I entered the ghost king city with Taixiong, I said that there must be a ghost spirit with him Evenly divided, he is now dead, you can take this ghost king soul. "
Ou Ye Changsheng's face moved slightly, and he took over the soul, and he really needed the ghost king soul, nodded, and said, "Although Taixiong is dead, you will be my brother of Ou Ye Changsheng in the future. Come to Day City, remember to find I."
"It will." Ning nodded heavily.
Fate is such a magical thing. Some people can't become brothers for decades, but some people are just brothers and sisters.
Ou Ye Changsheng left.
"Sword Spirit City." Ning Wufeng touched his chin. Although he felt domineering when listening to the name, his goal was Xiandu, so he didn't plan to stop here.
However, Yan Ling suddenly said, "Sword Spirit City is also an ancient city. It is said that it was originally a rolling mountain. Later, there was a mighty man named Tianjian Elderly, who swept the mountains with a sword, and then There are schools here. "
"Unfortunately, the sect of the old man of Tianjian was killed and wounded in the great devil in the late antiquity, leaving no inheritance. However, there is also a Tianjian Valley to the east of the sword spirit city. So many people come to Sword Spirit City every year, all for the inheritance of Tianjian Elderly. "
"Old man of Tianjian." Ning Wufeng murmured, which sounds a bit interesting. In this case, I might as well stay in Jianling City for a few days and see this Tianjian Valley.