"You are, Lei~ Lei Xiu Wu Zun!"

The leader of the sand bandit face saw the lightning ball gathering larger and larger in Ye Fan's palm. The originally arrogant and clamored face finally showed a look of fear, as if he saw a nemesis.

The ghost clan will also be injured by the Five Elements and Three Elements, but the most powerful one that hurts them is the thunder-type vitality in addition to the Fire Element.

The thunder combat skills can simply destroy the ghost clan.

If he was injured by the sharp blade of the Xuan Dao, even if he was seriously injured by the broken limbs, he would still be expected to recover as long as he escaped deep in the underground palace and saw the saint.

But if you are injured by the thunder energy technique, even if it is a minor injury, there will be no hope for the ghost clan to recover, and you may even be killed on the spot.

This must make the ghost face scared.

A ball of lightning continued to condense in Ye Fan's palm, and he said coldly: "How many ghost disciples like you are in this underground palace? Who else is besides your saint priestess?!"

From the moment Ye Fan knew that Ghost Face was half a ghost clan, he had an absolute advantage. Because he awakened a thunder bloodline and possessed thunder vitality.

"Disillusion! Don't think of knowing anything from me. Even if you kill me today, the saint will definitely avenge me! I worship the Ghost Sect and sooner or later I will rule the world and rule this Shenwu Continent!"

The ghost face showed a desperate look. Knowing that this time it was impossible to escape, he waved a huge mace and shouted loudly at Ye Fan in the sky.

When Ye Fan saw that he could no longer have a ghost face, he was too lazy to say anything to the ghost face.

He turned his hand around.

A ray of lightning light suddenly slashed at the ghost face on the ground below. The attack speed of the thunder energy technique is so fast that it is far more than any combat technique.

The ghost face has not been avoided, and it cannot be avoided at all.

"boom!"

In an instant, the ghost face and the mace were hit by the thunder ball. The whole body was suddenly covered by thunder lightning, and it was burned "sizzling", a large amount of blue smoke came out, and it burned into a pile of ashes in the breath, and it was so dead that it could not die again.

Even if the Ghost Saint arrives, he will not be able to revive the ghost face.

Only a mace and some things on the ghost face fell to the ground.

"What rulers over the world and rule the Shenwu Continent. It is said to be immortal. Now I will die in ashes!"

Ye Fan sneered in disdain, restrained the blood wings on his back, and slowly flew to the ground. He strode towards the pile of ashes, wanting to see what was happening.

What made him most unhappy was that he had to use the "Blood Wing" combat skills, which cost him one-tenth of his own blood. This was almost half a month before he could recover his qi and blood. If he could not make up for it from the ghost face, he would lose money.

Ye Fan looked through the ashes and quickly found a triangular "Ghost Worship" token, a mace mysterious weapon, a "ghost face" mysterious weapon mask, and a storage bag.

He was quite surprised when he opened the storage bag.

There are actually a lot of various items inside, including more than twenty pieces of second-level low-grade and medium-grade knives, swords, guns and mysterious weapons.

In addition, there are various bottles of elixirs, fragmented materials and other things.

Even the Yuanshi is no less than three or four hundred yuan.

In short, the wealth in the hands of this great leader of the sand bandit, Ghost Monk, is much better than the quicksand and the bobcat.

"Where do this ghost face come from this remote place in Shazhai? These mysterious weapons should not be used by Ghost face themselves, but collected other martial masters. It seems that Ghost face killed many martial masters who came to the desert to adventure, and collected so many!"

Ye Fan murmured in his heart, putting everything in the storage bag, leaving only the ghost disciple token.

He looked carefully at the entrance of the underground palace, and there were some strange rune pictures on it.

"The lines on this door seem a bit strange. What is it?"

Ye Fan couldn't help asking Shang.

Shang pondered for a long time before saying, "This pattern is a seal of the ghost clan. It is used to seal the ghost energy underground to prevent leakage. Otherwise, the ghost energy in the underground palace would soar, I am afraid that the outside world would have reacted long ago."

Ye Fan found a gap in the pattern at the entrance of the underground palace. He took the token of the ghost disciple and gestured, and the size was just right.

It seems that this token is the key to open the entrance to the underground palace gate. The ghost face escaped here and wanted to use this token to open the underground palace.

But now he is not in a hurry to open it.

I don’t know what the situation is in this underground palace, so it is definitely inappropriate to enter it rashly. If there are some very powerful ghost tribes inside, I’m afraid that everyone in the Shazhai will not have time to escape.

Ye Fan left the large ruins of the oasis and returned to the sand village at the exit of the canyon.

The martial masters and horse teams in Shazhai were waiting in Shazhai camp, and they had been anxious, and they were very happy to see Ye Fan coming back.

"Young Master is finally back safely!"

"Young Master, are you injured when you go after the sand bandit's ghost face?"

Mu Bing, Qin Yuer and Cao Youwen all went to meet him.

"fine!"

Ye Fan smiled faintly at the three of them and nodded, indicating that he had nothing to do.

"Young Master, which big leader of the sand bandit can escape?"

Zhou Jushang asked hurriedly.

He and the rich merchants of the horse team and the warrior guards were very worried that if they were escaped by the leader of the sand bandit, they might seek revenge in the future.

These businessmen are afraid that they will not be able to sleep or eat.

"The bandit leader fled to the depths of the oasis in the face and wanted to hide in the ruins. He was killed on the spot by me! This is the token on his body."

Ye Fan sat on the head seat and took out a token and placed it on the table.

Zhao Zhong took a few steps forward, picked up the token and looked at it. He was shocked when he saw the words engraved on the token, "Word the Ghost Sect?! Ghost disciple token? This sand bandit ghost face is actually a person from the Ghost Sect?"

"Yes, he is indeed a member of the Ghost Cult! Do you know how to worship the Ghost Cult?"

Ye Fan asked.

Zhao Zhong said worriedly: "I have heard before that the Ghost Worship Sect has been secretly active in Xiayang County, believing in the ghost clan, and being chased by the martial masters of Xiayang County, but no one knows where their nest is. Unexpectedly, the leader of the sand bandit, Ghost Face, is also a Ghost Worship Sect! Could it be that their nest is here?"

Zhao Zhong and the other two changed their faces, obviously a little surprised and confused.

"There is a ruin deep in the oasis. There is a door inside the ruins that can enter the underground. I guess there may be an underground nest cave inside, and there may be other ghost tribes, so I plan to explore it.

But I don’t know what the situation is below, it may be a bit dangerous. Zhou Jushang, it’s not safe for you to stay here, so let’s leave this desert first. Three days after you leave, I will open this underground nest cave. If you lose, you will not be implicated."

Ye Fan thought for a moment and said to the merchants of the horse team.

"Thank you, young master! Let's make some preparations. Let's leave immediately and leave this desert as soon as possible."

Zhou Jushang nodded gratefully, of course he was unwilling to stay in this dangerous place. Staying here would only drag Ye Fan and the martial masters.

He and the merchants brought some water in the canyon. He took this team of more than 2,000 people away from the canyon sand village. He headed to the desert in the distance and seized the time to rush.

Soon, only Ye Fan, Mu Bing, Qin Yuer and Cao Youwen were left in the sand village, as well as three martial masters on Zhao Zhong. Zhou Ju Shang left more than ten horses, food and water. If seven people lost to the ghost cultivators here, they would be able to escape.

Ye Fan and the other two had known for a long time that there were underground palaces and ghost martial masters here, so they came here to take risks, so they naturally would not leave.

Although Zhao Zhong and the other two looked a little surprised and suspicious, they were reluctant to leave.

They came here, and they wanted to explore the ruins in the canyon oasis to see if they could find any treasures. Now they discovered a hidden underground palace, but they also found ghost disciples. They were quite embarrassed, but they were reluctant to leave.

Zhao Zhong, Feng Rufeng and Heishui discussed for a while before the final decision was made.

"Brother Zhao, are you three planning to go deep into the underground with us to investigate?"

Ye Fan looked at them and asked with a smile.

Zhao Zhong smiled bitterly and said, "The three of us have come. If we return empty-handed, I'm afraid we'll be unwilling to accept it. Let's enter with Brother Ye to take a look. If we are really not the opponent of the ghost disciples here, it's not too late to leave."

The three of them had discussed privately just now, thinking that since there were ghost disciples underground, they were probably very dangerous. If there were only three of them, the martial arts masters, they would leave immediately without saying a word.

But in addition to the three of them, there are also Ye Fan, the unfathomable martial masters.

The leader of the sand bandit, Ghost Face and Scorpion King Beast Lord, were so powerful, but they were solved by Ye Fan and his "maid". This is enough to show that Ye Fan and his others are so powerful.

This made them feel that there was still a great hope to destroy the ghost disciples underground. If Ye Fan had eaten meat, they could drink some soup with him.

"Okay, let's take a break here for three days and make more perfect preparations. After three days, enter the underground palace!"

In three days, the horse team that Zhou Jushang and others rushed to travel hundreds of miles away from the canyon.

Ye Fan did not waste time.

Even if I only have three days of rest, I am still practicing quickly.

Before, it mainly relied on Qi and Blood Pill.

However, he had not much Qi and blood pill left, so he needed the Beast Lord to extract Qi and blood.

Ye Fan lit a second-level beast-gathering fragrance high above the canyon, allowing the fragrance to spread far away with the wind and could float far away. He was preparing to attract the beast master in this desert, practice the blood-type technique of "Blood Saint**" to make up for his own qi and blood loss.

But what made Ye Fan a little regretful was that there were obviously too few beast masters in this desert, and even dozens or hundreds of miles in a radius may not be able to exist.

He lit the second-level beast-gathering incense, then took a Qi and Blood Pill while practicing slowly while waiting.

After waiting for a long time, he only attracted a Sand Snake Beast Lord. It swam near the beast fragrance and smelled the smell of a second-level mid-grade Sand Fruit that it liked very much. However, when he arrived, he did not see the trace of this fruit, and he couldn't help but show a confusion.

"One end is better than nothing!"

Ye Fan put on his blood-toothed fist gloves and suddenly shot out, turning into a shadow, rushing towards the Sand Snake Beast Lord.

Nine flash fists hit the serpent that end thicker than a bucket and more than one meter long, and was directly knocked out. Then he used blood combat skills to absorb its blood and energy, tempered it into pure essence and blood, and dissolved in Hanoi, the bloodline.

This huge beast body, Sand Snake Beast Lord, had a very large amount of qi and blood in his body, which allowed him to practice all night and absorbed 90% of its qi and blood.
To be continued...