Control The World

"Wow, so many ghost servants." Ning Wufeng licked his lips and looked excitedly at the ghost servants who rushed at him.

Although these guys are all Zhang Yawu claws, fierce look, but in his eyes, they are all big meals.

"Good things, no one can be wasted." Ning Wufeng licked his lips.

Strangely, after he rushed up, the ghost would not hit him, but instead greeted a large number of ghost servants and ghost soldiers.

Because he only has the strength in the middle of the spirit world, the ghost will look down on him! So only ghost soldiers and ghost servants pounced on him.

Ning Wufeng also looked at the disdain in the eyes of the ghosts, and his eyes turned, and in this case, he just made a lot of money.

He pretended to be weak and attack these ghost servants and ghost soldiers, and after a while, he was surrounded by dense ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers. Ghostly, the Yinfeng growled.

"Well, this kid is incompetent. I didn't expect to die in vain." Someone sighed and said sympathetically.

There was a sneer on the face of Xiaoming Palace's maid, Xiushui Fairy Qiao, and she sneered, "You can't do what you can, if you die like this, it's all cheap."

Everyone turned their eyes, did not expect this woman's mind was so vicious.

Yan Ling's expression moved slightly, and Taixiong's expression was sullen, and he moaned, "No, Brother Ning would not die like this."

He was full of spiritual power, and rushed into the river with a desire. But was pulled by Yan Ling.

"Relax, the son will be fine." Although he didn't know what Ning Wufeng wanted to do, it was impossible for the ghost soldiers to kill Ning Wufeng.

Uh ...

A dazzling sword light suddenly rose into the sky, and the former Qiu Jian surrounded by layers of ghost soldiers and ghost servants finally pulled out the sword. This guy's swordsmanship is extremely horrifying, and the sword light rises into the sky, tearing all the ghost soldiers and servants around.

Jianguang Yuwei was gone, and the dark clouds were scattered. The starlight re-projected and shone on the river, silver sparkling.

"Chou Jian? Its name is not true." Ning Wufeng couldn't help but let go of his lips, and he could not help secretly defaming: This guy's strength is actually so strong, the kendo practice is also extremely horrible. I think it's too late to love the sword.

Once Qiu Jian's sword light came out, everyone's eyes were all drawn to him. The ghost suddenly narrowed its pupils, shining with a gloomy faint blue light, which was extremely appalling.

Uh ...

A ghost shot and the ghost was about to shoot.

"You are very strong, but unfortunately you met me!" The ghost seemed extremely conceited, and the gloomy voice rolled like a thunder.

Qiu Jian stood proudly in the air, and the bone bone Yuqin under his feet suddenly rang. He slowly opened his eyes and said, "My sword came out only three times, this is the first time!"

His tone of voice was extremely arrogant, and the sound of Yuqin, the white bone under his feet, suddenly became agitated. The breath of killing was extremely strong, and all the ghost soldiers and ghost servants who came over were directly killed.

Ning Wufeng was surrounded by layers of ghost soldiers and servants. When he heard Qiu Jian's words, he couldn't help but pout his lips and said, "Okay ... arrogant person!"

He snorted, hiding in a circle surrounded by ghost soldiers and servants, and continued to refine these ghost powers. That's fine, everyone's eyes are on them, and no one pays attention to what he's doing.

Puppet Spirituality!

The layers of ghost soldiers and ghost servants biting and pulling on him, but they didn't hurt him at all. After the skin crystallized, they were comparable to the soul ring soldiers, how could the ghost servant ghost soldiers hurt him.

Immediately, he grabbed it in the air, and countless ghost servants were sucked into his hands, and poured into the body with the power of a mighty soul, and the feeling of numbness continued to come. The soul seemed to be gently massaged by countless small hands.

After the soul absorbed these forces, it gradually became stronger. The perception of the surroundings is clearer. He was able to "see with his own eyes" the swaying hair on his body.

Ghost Tao Daquan's exercises are moving quickly. Star Sandan knows a lot of things that he doesn't understand, at this moment he suddenly came to realize.

"Three thousand."

"Five thousand."

"Thirty thousand."

"fifty thousand!"

"70,000!"

"Nine thousand!"

The ghost servants rushed forward, and all were refined by him. Seeing that there was only a distance of 10,000 from the 100,000 ghost servants, Ning Wufeng couldn't help exulting.

"Ghost servant realm is nothing like this. It seems that within a few days, I can step into the ghost realm." Ning Wufeng felt secretly rejoicing. He did not expect that he had outstanding talents in the practice of ghosts.

At this time, the fight between Guijiang and Qiu Jian has entered the most thrilling moment. Qiu Jian's three swords have already issued a second sword. The ghost will catch it in the air, and the power of the surrounding ghosts will be continuously taken by him.

The number of ghost servants rushing towards Ning Wufeng has decreased significantly.

Ning Wufeng could not help feeling a little unhappy, but in order not to expose, he also slowed down the speed of refining ghost servants.

"Ninety-three thousand."

"Ninety-five thousand."

"Ninety-eight thousand."

At this time, the ghost servants and soldiers surrounded by him almost got sucked out of a hole by him.

"I can't bear it, I can't expose it." Ning Wufeng took a deep breath, and the suction power of the Puppet Spirit was reduced a lot. The number of ghost servants increased one hundred and one hundred.

"Ninety-eight thousand three hundred."

"Ninety-eight thousand five hundred."

When does this have to increase? Ning Wufeng kept muttering in his heart. The power of the soul can no longer be felt, but it will reach hundreds of thousands.

Why isn't the three souls saturated?

As soon as I stopped, Ning Wufeng also had time to think about some other things. The Dao Daquan Daquan said that refining 100,000 ghost servants could reach the ghost servant realm, and the three souls would reach a satisfactory level.

But he didn't feel the perfect saturation at all, and seemed to be able to absorb the power of 100,000 ghost servants.

There was some doubt in his heart, but he still shook his head and muttered, "No, I still have to believe that the Daoist Daquan Daquan said, maybe the quantitative change will produce a qualitative change in an instant."

He firmed this idea in his heart, resisted patience, and continued to refine the power of ghost servants. Until now the number of ghost servants has increased by dozens and dozens.

"Ninety-eight thousand nine hundred and thirty."

"Ninety-nine thousand."

"Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and twenty."

In mid-air, the ghost will fight against Qiu Jian has become heated. Qiu Jian's final killing sword is still gnawing. The ghost will be ready.

Ning Wufeng pays attention to their fighting situation from time to time, and has to say that Qiu Jian's strength is really amazing. The people of the Great Qin Shenbang, with their strength in the later stage of the spirit world, will fight the ghosts of the false Dan realm to such a degree, and under the premise that Qiu Jian does not understand the strength of the ghost generals.

"Sure enough, there are people outside, and there is heaven outside." Ning Wufeng secretly said, presumably that Ouye Changsheng's strength would be more terrifying.

However, I don't know how many places I can rank on the God List. Ning Wufeng secretly compared with Qiu Jian and felt that it was no easy task to defeat Qiu Jian.

This guy's sword is really terrifying.

The previous sword, if it was shocking, directly scattered the dark black clouds above the head of the ghost, revealing the clear sky and stars, and the power of one sword killed more than 100,000 ghost servants.

Really strong.

Ning Wufeng couldn't help secretly clenching his fists and earnestly refining the power of ghost servants. Although his acquired resources are not as good as those of Qiu Jian, he can continue to surpass them through his efforts.

As long as he can forge physical Yuandan, soul Yuandan, Shenyuan Yuandan and spiritual Yuandan, he can definitely crush these guys.

"I endured it." Ning Wufeng murmured secretly, and the unconscious spirit speeded up a few minutes unconsciously, absorbed some more ghost servants, surrounded the ghost servant soldiers around him, and sucked out a hole.

"Finally there are 100,000 ghost servants!" Ecstatic expression appeared on his face.

But he still didn't feel that the Three Souls had been enriched, and tentatively absorbed some ghost servants, and was able to absorb them, and there was no abnormal feeling in his body.

what happened?

Ning Wufeng murmured, and he scratched his head and murmured moaningly.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the water splashed on the river, hitting him like a sharp blade, and he woke up suddenly.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that the third sword of Qiu Jian was unfolding. A sword fell from the sky, exuding a terrifying atmosphere. The ghost shot the long-handed ghost sickle in his hands and turned it into a roaring fierce ghost, throwing it at the sword.

But in an instant, it was directly turned into a smoke by Jianguang. The roar was so loud that the ghost turned his face pale and was forced back by dozens of steps by the sword gas.

The ghost is going to die!

Ning Wufeng immediately widened his eyes and thought of Gui Jiang Dan for a moment. I don't know if this ghost will have a ghost general Dan.

The next moment, the ghost will confirm to him. The spurs all over his body were rising, reflecting the dazzling light. Suddenly, the whole river surface was fragrant, and the ghost servants and soldiers around were all crazy, and rushed into the ghost body.

A ghost will appear!

A huge force of soul poured into the body of the ghost, and his body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a moment, it was more than fifty feet tall, and everyone was as small as a ant in front of him.

The ghost will growl, grab a volley, and grasp the third sword of Qiu Jian stiffly.

Bang Bang Bang ...

The sword gas roared, and the ghost kept pouring out the ghost gas in his hand to offset the overflowing sword gas.

Qiu Jian's face changed slightly, his eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy.

"I didn't expect a ghost general Dan, who is so powerful." Ning Wufeng murmured, looking at the ghost General Dan shining, he couldn't help licking his lips.

However, immediately thinking of the Dao Daquan, I couldn't help but look bitter, humming: "It was all fake, lie to me."

He shook his head deeply, how could the real ghost magic trick be so easy to obtain. However, with a little reconciliation, he opened the Daoist Daquan again.

At this time, he saw a small line on the front page: because of the difference in individual souls, the resource requirements required for breakthroughs would be different.

what?

Is there any difference? Ning Wufeng's eyes widened, he wouldn't be a foreigner, so the soul power is much stronger than ordinary people.

His face was bitter, and then he gnashed his teeth, regardless of what was hidden, and the puppetization spirit turned on instantly, and the ghost servants and soldiers who rushed to the generals were sucked by him.

I missed this opportunity and don't know when I will meet so many ghost servants and soldiers.

For a while, hundreds of ghost servants were absorbed by him and refined. The soul strength grew rapidly, and Ning Wufeng's face showed a comfortable expression, which was the feeling he wanted.

However, his shot was a little big, and all eyes were on him.