Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 277 7-Star Ghost Killing Technique

The mouth suddenly opened wider than the head and swallowed the baby's entire head.

Du Fang's calves trembled at the sight of this self-mutilation. He had never seen anything this disgusting since his debut. The festering flesh shrank.

Who could have imagined that the dragons of the Tianlong clan would actually parasitize on the rotten bodies of ghosts.

And an even stranger scene began to appear.

These evil things that made people want to vomit when they smelled them and wanted to vomit when they saw them gradually melted the skin and flesh, revealing a body that was almost as white as jade.

This is a true beauty.

"Is this the real Baisha? It turns out that Baisha is the real body and Huisha is the shadow!" Du Fang looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief -

Xiaohe's skin is smooth, soft and seductive.

It was completely different from the previous terrifying face that made people tremble with fear.

This world is truly magical.

Du Fang suddenly had an urge to reach out and touch that beautiful body.

Who would have thought that the evil spirit incarnated as a ghost would have such a beautiful appearance after revealing its true form.

Just when the molting is about to be completed.

Du Fang suddenly moved!

Golden light enveloped the sword body, and suddenly seven glazed sparks appeared. These sparks had no flames, but emitted an extremely high temperature, burning the golden sword body into blood red.

In an instant, the negative energy in the room was dispelled.

This is Lingxiao's Seven Stars Demon Slaying Art. Back then, Uncle Xuanzhen was willing to bear the infamy and secretly pass it on to him as a self-protection item.

Ever since I got the Nine Sword Techniques from the Tomb of the Human Emperor.

His own cultivation has entered the ninth realm, and his immortal power has reached the third realm of perfection.

This sword intent is far more terrifying than before.

In the past, the Seven Star Demon Slaying Technique might not be effective against monsters in the fourth realm, but now it is different. He can kill the powerful immortals in the ninth realm.

At this time, Du Fang——

His expression was solemn, his sword gripped tightly, his entire body shimmering with the brilliance of glass. The seven sparks on the sword's blade crackled.

Du Fang shouted loudly——

Seven Star Ghost-Slaying Technique!

"Demon, die!"

The glazed light on the sword body spread out and immediately attached itself to Xiaohe's very smooth skin like a bug.

In just a blink of an eye, Xiaohe's entire slender and graceful body suddenly shrank and declined like a deflated ball.

Her entire beautiful body shrank into an ugly black ball of flesh, and on top of it, countless white hairs grew rapidly and vigorously.

"It's now!"

Du Fang shouted loudly and split the whole house in half with one sword.

His body had just risen from the crack when a shrill scream suddenly came from under his feet, and a stream of evil energy pulled him back.

Amidst the scattered wood debris, Xiaohe's charred body slowly unfolded, with flames all over his body. The sizzling flames burned his white hair into ashes, and shiny corpse oil emerged.

Painful screams were heard from the flames. A gray shadow kept dancing in the flames, twisting in strange postures, trying to pull Du Fang into the flames.

Du Fang looked back and was so frightened that he almost died. He used all his strength to turn around and chop. The broken wood and bamboo joints in the house were immediately turned into ashes with this ultimate chop.

The gray shadow was cut off and crawled on the ground in pain.

The screams from the raging fire gradually became smaller, and the flames gradually went out, finally disappearing into oblivion.

As the gray-white evil corpse died, Du Fang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get up and leave.

Suddenly, from the ashes, a white-haired, green hand stretched out quickly and grabbed his ankle again.

This action scared Du Fang to death. Is it possible to kill this thing no matter what?

Without the will to fight, Du Fang no longer dared to stay here.

He turned around and stabbed the white-haired green hand with the Chengying sword, which was filled with immortal blood.

Now that his life was hanging by a thread, he no longer cared about being seen by the old woman.

The longer you stay here, the more dangerous it becomes.

A single maid was so difficult to deal with, Du Fang didn't even dare to imagine how terrifying that old woman would be.

The sound of flesh and blood sizzling immediately came from the white-haired green hand. Du Fang immediately kicked the green-haired hand away, raised his flying sword, and flew towards the gate.

In just a moment, his flying sword had reached the yard.

Only a dozen feet away, looking at the white door that was already in sight, Du Fang finally felt relieved.

This place full of flowers was so terrifying that he couldn't even imagine how many monsters the old woman had raised here.

Suddenly, Du Fang's smiling face was suddenly grabbed by someone and forcibly pulled off the flying sword.

A roar came from behind, and two thin black ropes were thrown out from the ruins at an incredible speed.

Pulled Du Fang's entire flying body back.

Faster than a flying sword.

Du Fang's face was already showing signs of heavy breathing, with his eyeballs almost being squeezed out. He saw that he was going to lose his life here today.

His body suddenly swayed, and a ray of light and a jade slip with an ancient meaning emerged from his body.

The two black strings seemed to be strangling the air, and the jade slip and the body shifted places, suddenly strangling the jade slip and exploding it into pieces.

This was the life-saving jade slip given to him by Li Moyang of Guiyuan Sword Sect. At this moment when his life was almost hanging by a thread, Du Fang could no longer care about anything and sacrificed it.

His body had reached the door and he could almost see the white wooden door.

A few screams came from behind.

Du Fang turned around and smiled:

"Goodbye, beautiful girls. I'm leaving!"

Five or six girls wearing the same clothes were glaring and shouting:

"Want to walk out the door? How can it be that easy?"

Suddenly, five or six shadows appeared before his eyes, completely blocking his way.

These shadows were black and white. As soon as they appeared, his whole body suddenly felt hot.

There seemed to be a furnace in my heart, burning my entire internal organs to ashes.

Du Fang did not hesitate any longer. The exit was right in front of him. If he was forced to go back, he would be in danger of death. He let these monsters do whatever they wanted. He sacrificed his soul blood, suddenly opened his mouth, and the blood sprayed onto the sword, then he swung his hand and slashed it horizontally.

He slashed at the shadows blocking the door.

This sword was too fast and too sharp. It was stained with the immortal spirit and blood of the powerful people in the ninth realm and carried the power of countless killed souls.

The shadows blocking his way were immediately cut into pieces, and green smoke hissed out from the cross-sections of the shadows.

These things were also raised by the old woman, but their power was far less than that of Xiaohe's black and white evil spirits.

It seems that the creatures inhabited by the Celestial Dragons are indeed terrifying.

Du Fang succeeded in his attack and immediately rushed to the door.

His hand just touched the bolt.

Suddenly, a huge force shook his entire body back.

It's over! Just a tiny bit away!

It's almost the distance between life and death.

This was Du Fang's first thought when he was blown away. His mind raced, and while he was still flying in the air, he threw a black copper coin in his hand towards the door.