The ghost-faced man in black, with his four feet broken, could only lie on the ground and wait for death. He made a desperate voice and said: "Boy, you know, you are an enemy of my evil spirits. If you kill me, you will suffer evil. The spirit league pursues endlessly."

"Moreover, I am the ghost cryer in the ghost cry forest. When I die, other ghost cryers will respond, and I will inevitably drive the beasts to surround you."

The voice of the black ghost face man was full of threats.

But Ning Chen never accepts threats, no matter whether it is in the past or in this life.

"If you are against me, be prepared for destruction." Ning Chen said lightly, and with a sword, he cut off the head of the ghost face man in black.

call!

However, at this moment, the sudden change occurred.

The ghost on the face of the man in black suddenly floated up and flew into the distance.

"Haha...boy, don't you think I still have this method?"

"As a ghost-faced person, you can put your spirit in a ghost mask and become a ghost. You actually forced me to take this step. I will never let you go."

The ghost mask carried the spirit of a man in black. It was a hundred meters away in an instant, sank into the distant woods, and was about to disappear.

At this time, Ning Chen raised his hand.

call out!

The spirit sword in his hand turned into a sword light, flew out at an extremely fast speed, passed through the woods, and quickly caught up with the ghost mask, and stabbed it accurately.

Snapped!

The ghost mask exploded to pieces, accompanied by a desperate scream.

"Oh no......"

The ghost-faced man in black had never dreamed that Ning Chen could pierce the ghost mask with a sword through the woods and such a long distance.

This absolutely requires the spirit consciousness of the foundation realm to be possible.

The ghost mask is shattered, and the soul has nowhere to put it, and it will eventually disappear, slowly dissipating between the world and the earth.

"People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts. It is better for you to turn into fly ash. As for your companions, don't worry, they will go down to accompany you soon." Ning Chen said lightly.

The ghost face man in black eventually perishes in unwillingness and despair.

Ning Chen unceremoniously took away his spirit bag. Now he needed spirit stones very much. After all, the spirit energy consumed in battle needed to be recovered by spirit stones.

After checking the black-clothed ghost face man's Na Ling bag, Ning Chen discovered that there were some low-level spirit pills in it.

"High-grade Huang-level Ling Ling Pill, this is not bad. It can restore 70% of my spiritual power within ten breaths of the Ling Ling realm, which can be used at critical moments." Ning Chen secretly said in his heart.

In addition to the yellow high-grade Ling Ling Pill, there are also some healing pills and spiritual stones.

The ghost face in black has a lot of money, and Ning Chen has a good harvest.

"Next, where are we going?" Qin Yuyue asked while standing aside, looking at busy Ning Chen.

At this time, Ning Chen continued to search, not even letting go of the iron guards' spirit bags on the ground.

He is starting from scratch now, and he is alone, without the support of a strong family or sect behind him, and his cultivation resources are precious to him.

"Go deep into the Guikulin Forest and look for the stronghold of the Haoyue Branch of the Evil Spirit League." Ning Chen said without looking up.

Qin Yuyue asked, "Are you going to save Sister Yanrou? Count me."

Before, she was alone in a dangerous forbidden area, and finally encountered Han Yanrou, who led her out of that dangerous forbidden area.

Now Han Yanrou is in danger, and she wants to help.

However, Ning Chen said unceremoniously: "You are too weak to help."

Although Qin Yuyue had the blood of the gods, it was not activated and was hidden deep in the body.

If her **** bloodline has not been activated, then existence is equivalent to nothing, as it is now, just an elite spiritual genius with a green sea of ​​energy.

Qin Yuyue's cultivation is actually not weak. She was seventeen years old and in the late Tongmai stage, but in Ning Chen's eyes, she was vulnerable.

If she had never seen Ning Chen's strength, Qin Yuyue would definitely not be convinced, but now, she knew that Ning Chen was telling the truth.

Qin Yuyue said a little lonely: "I know that in your eyes, I am still weak, but I also want to be strong, and I want to be able to help my father share some pressure."

Haoyueguo is not peaceful.

Ever since Qin Yuyue's father, Emperor Haoyue, the country lord suffered a strange illness, the entire Haoyue imperial city was under surging.

The sick Lord Haoyue could no longer suppress the forces from all sides.

Qin Yuyue saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart, always trying to help the emperor father, but her strength was too weak.

Ning Chen's words just touched her pain point.

"Do you really want to become stronger?" Ning Chen finally raised his head, looking at Qin Yuyue.

"Yeah." Qin Yuyue's eyes were firm and full of expectation.

But then he frustrated and said: "However, no matter how hard I try, my progress is too slow."

In fact, Qin Yuyue's progress is not slow.

As the little princess of Haoyue Country, there are all kinds of panacea, inexhaustible resources, high-level spiritual practice, and the progress is naturally amazing.

However, it was still too far away from being able to help her father.

Ning Chen suddenly said, "Since you want to become stronger like this, should I teach you?"

A person with the blood of a **** is worthy of Ning Chen's training.

Qin Yuyue looked at Ning Chen who was younger than her in disbelief. Although Ning Chen showed amazing strength, it seemed that she was not qualified to train herself?

Among the imperial palaces, her teacher was the weakest in the middle stage of foundation construction, and even Zhang Bufan, the number one master of Haoyue Kingdom, pointed her out.

Ning Chen is no more than a small spiritual practitioner, how can I teach her to become stronger?

For Qin Yuyue's eyes, Ning Chen had already expected it, and he said indifferently: "The person I want to teach will be a man of the world in the future, a peerless powerhouse, you can decide for yourself whether you want to learn."

Ning Chen did not force Qin Yuyue, but just gave her a chance.

As for whether she can be sure, it's up to her.

Some things depend on fate, if you miss it, you will be gone.

At this time, Ning Chen also thought of his seven apprentices in his previous life. The eldest disciple Ye Lingtian was already a half-step ancestor god, but he was the first to betray him.

The other six disciples are not simple, each has a way to reach the sky.

I just don't know where these disciples will go after he is gone?

Hearing Ning Chen's words, Qin Yuyue felt a sense of excitement for some reason, and the ghost responded eagerly: "I learn, will you be my master in the future?"

In fact, Qin Yuyue had such a moment, as if he had seen an aura of proud Ling Nine Heavens from Ning Chen, Qin Yuyue was convinced at this moment.

Ning Chen said indifferently: "I am not your master, we do not have the fate of being a master or apprentice, but in the future, you just need to listen to me."

Qin Yuyue nodded and said: "Well, I will listen to you in the future, but I don't know what you call it yet?"

Ning Chen returned the spirit sword to Qin Yuyue and said, "My name is Ning Chen, let's go, I will teach you a method of vomiting on the way."

After all, Ning Chen took the lead to move on to the depths of the Guikulin, and Qin Yuyue hurriedly followed.

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