Hua Yizai turned around and frowned: "Zifeng, what do you want to do?"
"I want to go with you." Ling Zifeng said calmly.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Ding Fan. After all, Ling Zifeng was once the great protector of the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce.
Without any hesitation, Ding Fan nodded, OK.
Hua Yizai was a little anxious, but couldn't refuse, so he could only remind: "Zifeng, when we get there, you can't push back or push back, I'm going to go on a killing spree!"
Everything is ready!
After notifying Wu Yahuan in advance, Ding Fan led a group of people and rushed to Jiuding Building.
The timing was perfect, and when Ding Fan and others arrived, the last employee was leaving.
Faintly seeing an image flashing before his eyes, the employee couldn't help but wipe his eyes. He didn't see anything. He was wondering when the message urged by his girlfriend arrived.
Finally getting off work early, this employee put his doubts aside and went to his appointment happily.
There was a traffic jam on the way, with many ordinary vans heading towards Jiuding Commercial Building.
"Xiaofan, seniors."
Wu Yahuan came over and handed a simple map to Ding Fan: "This is provided by Zhang Xueyan. If Tiandi Chamber of Commerce has a secret location, it is most likely here."
it is not important!
Ding Fan has already arrived with his eight masters and disciples, and they will definitely surround this place with water and make it difficult to fly!
"Huanhuan, this place is dangerous. You should go back and take shelter first." Ding Fan advised.
"I..." Wu Yahuan hesitated, but nodded obediently and said with a smile: "Waiting for you to come back."
When leaving, Wu Yahuan simply took away the people on duty. The whole building was empty and seemed a bit strange.
"Look at me!"
Leng Ling'er ducked into the building, and immediately after, the building lost power and became dark.
Ding Fan raised his hand, and the eight masters poured into the building and surrounded him from eight directions in the underground garage.
The vans that followed were parked in an orderly manner, and elite disciples from various sects also joined their respective formations in an orderly manner.
Thunder array goes first!
The five heads recited the formula silently, and swung the Thunder Cloud Sword together. Thunder roared in the underground garage of Jiuding Building, and it was as bright as day!
Balls of yin energy emerged from the ground, quickly enveloped the entire underground garage, and then spread to the entire building. In just ten seconds, the Jiuding Building had merged with the night.
What is more intense than the Yin Qi are countless spirit ghosts!
There are levels 4, 5 and 6. Not only Yun Mei and others were horrified when they saw this scene, Ding Fan was also quite surprised.
Jiuding Building has become a vicious place!
"Disciples of the Huanyue Sect, please listen to me, no one can retreat, charge forward!"
Leng Ling'er proudly gave the order and rushed towards the fourth-level spirit ghost at the front, dashing it away and dispersing with a pop.
"Charge! Leave no one behind!" Yunmei shouted.
"Leave no one behind!"
The responses came one after another, and the elite disciples worked in groups of three to five to trap the spirit ghost. They all used their strength to make it difficult for the spirit ghost to fight back, until the body became insubstantial and finally dissipated!
Level five spirit ghosts are more difficult to deal with and require the heads of each sect to personally take action.
First, Ni Qingxi threw out the talisman, and an invisible net bound the fifth-level spirit ghost, and then a thunder talisman pressed down on top.
An's secret fists were like rain, and the sound of explosions was heard endlessly. Ku Tanhua flew into the air and struck down with the Thunder Cloud Sword, and the color in the middle of the fifth-level spirit ghost became lighter.
In addition to being annoyed, the fifth-level ghost also launched a fierce counterattack, fluttering a shot, but turned around and rushed towards the relatively weak elixir gate!
Whoosh!
Kuang Yunni waved his hand, and a cloud of white mist appeared in the air, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.
The spirit ghost's body actually crackled, large and small holes began to appear, and it made a disturbing scream of pain.
The Thunder Cloud Sword slashed down in the air, and Lan Yaoshi added another palm. The spirit ghost twisted a few times unwillingly, and finally collapsed.
"The Alchemy Sect is well-deserved!" Taoist Priest Yuansheng did not forget to hold his fists in joy in the distance.
"Hold up." Lan Yaoshi proudly raised his hand.
The massacre of the eight sects caused the fourth and fifth level spirit ghosts to disperse one after another, and the two sixth level spirit ghosts wanted to break out of the encirclement.
Thunder and lightning flashed, and the five leaders struggled to maintain the thunder array and block the way out.
When their plan failed, the two spirit ghosts became angry and suddenly swooped towards the disciples of Qian Gang Sect.
At this moment, Zhang Ao was leading his fellow juniors to kill the enemy heroically, with an empty rearguard. When they noticed the sixth-level spirit ghosts, their collective bodies were imprisoned, and they watched helplessly as they pounced on them with their claws and teeth bared.
"Wan'er!" Zhang Ao struggled to spit out two words.
"Who dares to bully me into fighting the Gangmen!"
A roar was deafening, and Hua Yizai was like a short, fat god descending. The sword energy of the demon-slaying sword in his hand surged more than ten times, making him majestic.
"The Demon-Slaying Sword, kill all the demons in the world!"
Hua Yizai shouted, and wherever he went, the fourth and fifth level spirit ghosts were dying one after another. With a swing of his sword, two sixth level spirit ghosts were seriously injured!
With another strike of the sword, one of the sixth-level spirit ghosts turned into a phantom. Zhang Ao and others took the opportunity to attack and quickly destroyed him with fists and wind.
Seeing that something was wrong, another level six spirit ghost took advantage of the chaos and tried to escape, but unexpectedly Ling Zifeng blocked him in front of him, his face as cold as frost.
"you……"
The spirit ghost's mouth moved, but before it could plead for mercy, Ling Zifeng slapped it back and knocked it back into the circle.
He followed the same pattern and was killed again!
"Hey, good job Zifeng!" Hua Yizai gave a thumbs up.
Ling Zifeng hummed. Only at this moment did the old guy believe that he followed to help Ding Fan.
Kick, kick, kick!
The ground shook, and Ding Fan turned his head to look, his face darkening.
Forty or fifty soldiers ran out, both men and women.
The disciples of the Qingfeng Sect immediately rushed forward, but were knocked over and several of them were even trampled.
Someone slashed at the soldier several times, and the skin and flesh were turned outwards, but the soldier felt no pain and kept rushing forward.
What a bunch of monsters!
The expressions of the disciples of the eight major sects all changed, and what was even more terrifying was yet to come, as an illusion suddenly appeared in front of their eyes!
The swamp beast's limbs were broken, and some people who were not firm-willed cried out in surprise.
"Don't believe what you see in front of you, they are just a group of walking zombies, kill them!" Ding Fan ordered coldly.
Seeing that his disciples were being humiliated, Taoist Master Qingfeng couldn't bear it anymore and threw a broken body bead.
With a loud bang, the broken body beads exploded in the middle of the crowd of servants. The middle ones shattered into dozens of pieces and scattered to the side. There were even hands and feet squirming.
"Kill!" Yunmei shouted.
The other disciples of the sect were also inspired. They were not afraid of women, and it would be a joke for them to shrink back.
The Earth Master Sect was extremely brave and took the lead in charging into the group of soldiers, forcibly scattering them, and then other disciples from other sects surrounded them.
They were punched, kicked, slashed, and slashed with swords, and corpses were strewn all over the ground for a while. The disgusting brown goo could be understood as their blood.
The Yin Qi gradually dissipated and the vision became clear, leaving only three injured level six spirit ghosts.
With no hope of breakthrough, they looked at Ding Fan with resentment, winked at each other, and suddenly merged into one, turning into a powerful black whirlwind, sweeping towards Ding Fan.
"Xiaofan!"
Leng Ling'er shouted and blocked it with her body, but was hit ten meters away.