My Master is Lin Zhengying

Using a Buddhist spell, the Buddha's light is released.

After shaking away the ghosts around him, he hurriedly checked Nan Chen's injuries.

Nan Chen pressed the wound:

"Master, I'm fine!"

After finishing speaking, Nan Chen took advantage of the surrounding ghosts before they came to attack him.

Quickly took out a bottle of hemostatic medicine from the treasure bag.

It was all sprinkled on the wound, and the pain made Nan Chen's teeth clench.

But Nan Chen insisted on not chewing.

He didn't want to die, let alone die in such a ghostly place.

The flames and fighting spirit in my heart, but in this situation, have been raised to the extreme...

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The group of ghosts has already charged up again.

The ghost that scratched Nan Chen just now even swayed its long red tongue, licking its sharp claws stained with blood.

To Nan Chen, he showed a sneer and provocation.

This scene made Nan Chen go berserk completely.

Staring at the ghost, vowed to kill it.

At this time, with a sudden lift of Qi, he circulated the Five Elements Hegemony Mantra.

The five-element mantra was running, and Nan Chen only felt that several veins in his body were opened in an instant.

Powerful profound energy began to pour out from the dantian.

Immediately, it continued to pour into his limbs and bones.

In an instant, Nan Chen's cultivation had directly reached the sixth level of the Huang rank from the fourth level of the Huang rank.

The group of ghosts has already rushed to the front.

Three ghosts with green faces and fangs bit Nan Chen.

Nan Chen held the mahogany sword and let out a cold snort.

"Go to hell!"

Before he finished speaking, the mahogany sword in his hand had already been swept away.

Those three fierce ghosts are no more than the third heaven of Huang Jie.

At this moment, where can it resist Huang Jie's full-strength attack from the sixth heaven?

Under one strike, three screams sounded.

The souls of those three ghosts were cut off on the spot, and their souls flew away.

However, more than a dozen ghosts rushed around.

These ghosts, in that silver bell, have no fear at all.

All of them became fearless, screaming "Aww", and rushed forward desperately.

At the same time, Nan Chen's gaze was already in the group of ghosts.

Locked on, the ghost that hurt him just now.

At this moment, the mahogany sword slashed, and the Tianxuan gossip mirror protected him, pointing directly at the ghost.

The sixth level of the yellow rank, except for the yellow-clothed ghosts present.

Its strength can basically crush all the ghosts present.

Therefore, Dang Nanchen can resist the siege of more than ten ghosts at this moment.

With red eyes, he killed the fierce ghost of the fifth level of yellow rank.

That ghost sees Nan Chen.

He opened his mouth violently, revealing sharp teeth.

A pair of dead fish eyes stared at Nan Chen firmly.

Raising his sharp claws, he pounced on Nan Chen again.

Nan Chen's cultivation at this time is already one stage higher than his.

In terms of strength, it has become much stronger.

Seeing the other party rushing forward, he kicked him violently and knocked him over on the spot.

The whole person leaps forward.

Among the ghosts, he leaped high.

Nan Chen gritted his teeth and let out a muffled growl: