Chapter 3545: Nine ghost bodies

No wonder Xiao Fan was so shocked that last time his body of soul had summoned to the source of time and space, he faintly saw a scene of tense separation.
The surface of the lake was very fuzzy, but there were two images that impressed him deeply.
One is the colorful altar. Although the picture was vague at the beginning, Xiao Fan recognized it at a glance in the five colors.
In addition, in the second picture, he and the two are fighting fiercely, but suddenly one person appears behind him to attack.
Now that the first picture has been realized, is it true that he was attacked by others?
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's expression became extremely solemn.
Originally, Drunkard and Long Wu said that this place was very dangerous, Xiao Fan couldn't sense it himself, so they didn't take it as a matter.
But now, Xiao Fan believed it.
"Someone will attack me? It's a pity that I didn't see the person who attacked in the picture." Xiao Fan's sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, trying to see who was trying to attack him.
But what disappointed him was that it seemed that it was not these people who attacked him in the first place.
"What's going on here?" When Xiao Fan was meditating, Long Wu didn't know when he brought Ruxi and the others to Xiao Fan. Seeing that Xiao Fan was innocent, they also breathed a sigh of relief. The Black Tiger Ghost King looked into the distance. The picture of screamed in surprise.
"That's it?" Long Wu's beautiful eyes flickered, his eyes condensed on the five vague figures above the colorful altar, "Nine ghosts?"
Nine ghost bodies?
The Black Tiger Ghost King and Bing Caiyun all showed a look of astonishment, obviously they all knew the nine ghost bodies.
Although Xiao Fan didn't know, he understood that the five blurred figures should be the basis for the people of Jiuyou Hell to leave.
Whoever can fuse with the five nine ghost bodies, who can reunite with the physical body, and finally leave this world.
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's expression became extremely solemn. In any case, he would get a nine-ghost body for the drunkard.
No, for now, it should be two.
A drunkard and a dragon dance. He still owes a dragon dance his life, so how could he leave it here?
"Princess, as long as you get the nine ghosts, the problem with you is..." Bing Caiyun said suddenly with great excitement.
It's just that before she finished her words, Long Wu stared back.
"Problem?" Xiao Fan frowned and looked at Long Wu, and said, "Long Wu, what's wrong with your body?"
Xiao Fan's mind instantly remembered the scene of the first encounter with Dragon Dance. Dragon Dance was frozen by his own bloodline power. If Xiao Fan hadn't let the white stone absorb the ice power, maybe there would be no future. Something happened.
Is there a problem with Dragon Dance's soul body now? This was the first thought in Xiao Fan's mind.
"It's nothing, it's just that I got the soul power of the Lord of the Temple and hurt the body of the soul. These years have almost recovered." Long Wu smiled very brightly.
"That's good." Xiao Fan nodded, but he was no longer who he was back then. People's eyes were naturally different, and he could tell at a glance that Long Wu was lying.
At least, Long Wu's problem is definitely more than just hurting the body of the soul.
But since Dragon Dance didn't talk about it, Xiao Fan didn't think he knew how to get the two nine ghost bodies.
He believed that Long Wu's problems could definitely be solved with his medical skills, but the soul body was special, and he couldn't see it at a glance.
"Now that everyone is here, let's talk about the regulations." Above the sky, a very domineering voice sounded, and the one who spoke was the Nether Valley Master Ming Jue.
The old man Yun Ling died, and the ghost master faintly became the first person in the realm of the present.
"If there is no nine ghosts creature stone to leave, the others will compete before the nine ghosts are fully condensed. Whoever is stronger will get the nine ghosts!" Chu Lingxiao also said.
When Xiao Fan saw Chu Lingxiao, he secretly scolded the unlucky person of Tianyuan Ghost Lord, the dignified Saint Venerable Realm, was actually taken away by someone from the Battle Saint Realm, it was so funny.
But having said that, it might also be Chu Lingxiao's fate.
"No objection!"
"can!"
A group of cultivators nodded one after another, and in the end everyone took out some nine ghosts of life stones, more than ten, but at least one or two.
Chu Lingxiao's face sank. What he said just now was almost like farting. He didn't get rid of it alone, which made his face dull.
"Since everyone is meaningless, then do so. The loser surrenders the Jiuyou Spirit Stone and leaves." Ming Jue was very domineering, as if he was sure to win the Jiuyou Spirit body.
"Master Minggu, it's a bit unfair. Did I get ten Nine Nether Life Stones, and if I get one, I have to surrender all the Nine Nether Life Stones?" a skinny black-robed old man said, Not so afraid of Mingjue.
The others also nodded secretly. There was only one Nine Nether Life Stone. If you lose, you lose one.
But for those who have a dozen stones, should they hand over ten stones if they lose?
"Then what do you want?" Ming Jue raised his brow slightly, he didn't like someone violating his words. "How about this, the five nine ghosts on the altar still need these nine ghosts in our hands to be completely formed, why don't we let them absorb these nine ghosts, and then how about the height?" That thin black Old man laughs
Tao.
"What if the nine ghost bodies are destroyed by that time?" Ming Jue's face sank.
"The old man hasn't heard of it. The nine ghosts on the altar have been destroyed." The thin old man confronted for tat.
Old Ming Jue blushed. Yes, there is a formation guardian above the altar. It may not be able to be destroyed even if the ordinary holy sovereign, even the source priest, can't be destroyed, right?
"According to the experience of previous years, only the body of the soul can touch the altar to get the nine-ghost body. Whoever wants to get it from other places is impossible. Isn't it better to have their own skills at that time?" The thin old man continued. .
"I think it's feasible!"
"The old man agrees!"
...
Each of the monks of the Holy Venerable Realm spoke, and they all agreed with the skinny old man's mind.
They are not fools, the people here, Mingjue is the strongest, after all, Mingjue is the middle-ranking sage among ordinary sages.
Ordinary saints are divided into three ranks, and the rest of them are basically low-rank saints.
If they fight alone, they are basically impossible to be opponents.
And this kind of advice given by the skinny old man is a chaos. Although strength is important, luck is also very important. What if luck is good and you get a nine-ghost body?
"Since Duan Muku said so, then do it, everyone throw the Jiuyou Life Stone on it." Ming Jue stared at the skinny old man coldly.
Although his strength is one of the best in this group, it is impossible to withstand the siege of a dozen or twenty people, and he has to agree to the proposal of the skinny old man.
When everyone heard this, they were all very decisive, and threw the nine ghosts in their hands toward the altar. Seeing this scene, Xiao Fan touched his chin with his right hand and muttered, "So, do I have a chance too?"