What about the awakened scholar?Transfer directly to Confucianism and Sword Immortal

It tried to drive those grimaces, but found that the connection between itself and those grimaces seemed to be blocked by something, and it was completely unable to mobilize it.

"What kind of power is this that can affect divine power?"

A trace of astonishment rose in the ghost baby's heart.

But Fang Mu didn't pay attention to everyone's mood, just waved his hand lightly, and the next moment, all the ghost faces exploded, like gorgeous fireworks, blooming in the middle of the dark wilderness.

Is that the end?
Wang Ye looked at the disappearing ghost faces, and there seemed to be their cold aura lingering nearby.

He couldn't help but want to ask, is there such a big gap between people?

I tried my best to do nothing, but you just raised your hand and said a word, and you solved it easily?
Wang Ye shrugged, he thought about it, and chose to accept this reality.

After all, the guy in front of him has cheated in front of him more than once.

So what?
Wang Ye accepted it, but Gui Ying would not accept it.

He is a ghost, even if it is just a body of divine sense, he is still a ghost!

A god is a god, and those below the god level are ants!

Although Fang Mu's ability is incredible, Guiyingshen will not stop there.

It twisted its neck, and then its body swelled up like a puff of air, directly rising to a height of nearly a thousand meters.

Like a big mountain, it makes people feel extremely incredible.

The ghost power around it was surging and mighty, and the purple color became more and more intense, and finally there was a faint sound of water.

The earth was covered by the water-like ghost power, and there was a sizzling sound of corrosion immediately, and the vegetation that had adapted to the darkness was turned into a piece of rotten soil at this moment, and nothing could grow.

This space was instantly occupied by the breath of death, and the hundreds of thousands of Chinese troops outside felt a little out of breath just by taking a look at it.

The ghost baby at this moment has exploded with all its power, and it is very scary now!
It moved towards Fang Mu step by step, the speed seemed to be very slow, but every step was several miles away.

It only takes a few breaths before it can come to Fang Mu.

Fang Mu frowned, his expression was indifferent.

The pages of the dictionary in his hand were flipping rapidly, and words surged out one by one, hitting the huge body of the ghost baby directly.

buzzing-

There was a burst of tremors, and the countless "forbidden" characters could not sink into the ghost baby's body as before.

It seems that there is some powerful force blocking it, blocking all these words from the outside.

"Hehe, anything is useless in the face of absolute strength!"

The ghost baby's voice echoed in everyone's minds.

"Human boy, I admit that you are very strong. If you grow up, I am afraid that even my body will not be your opponent."

"It's just a pity that you are just an ant in front of me now!"

The ghost baby swept away the solid words, like pushing away a group of flying birds.

The ghost baby originally wanted to destroy all these characters, but its power of ghosts and gods was not as easy as imagined, destroying these weird characters easily.

But it didn't care, and continued to rush towards Fang Mu.

But as soon as it took half a step, it couldn't move anymore.

Because its legs were being bound by a golden chain, and the chain was spreading rapidly, wrapping around its waist and arms in an instant, directly binding it into a rice dumpling.

The ghost baby took a closer look, and found that these chains were the words just now, but they were entangled with each other and gathered into a chain.

"Do you think you can tie me up like this? What a ridiculous idea!"

Guiying sneered, and pushed his body towards the surroundings, and part of the chains of words were directly broken.

If it weren't for Fang Mu's countless texts to supplement, Guiying would definitely be able to break free from the shackles in an instant.

Fang Mu frowned slightly, the gentleman's spirit in his body was being consumed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, less than [-]% was left.

Fang Mu's main energy to activate the Wendian is still a gentleman's spirit, only this panacea can do enough damage to ghosts.

It's just that the gentleman's spirit of the eighth level is still a bit stretched to deal with a body of divine sense.

Seeing the rapidly depleting gentleman's spirit, Fang Mu was filled with emotion.

In this short period of time, more than half of the remaining [-]% was quickly consumed, and Fang Mu's gentlemanly spirit, which was replenished because of his success in the fourth round, was left with only a tiny bit.

But Fang Mu didn't panic at all, and was still in a stable group.

The reason is simple, he still has more than 20 billion experience points that he has not used yet.

The previous army of ghosts, ghost generals, and Marshal Bone provided him with friendship, plus his accumulation these days, and he managed to scrape together more than 20 billion yuan.

This amount is enough to raise the two skills to level nine.

Between the eighth level and the seventh level, there is already a difference between cloud and mud.

It was hard for Fang Mu to imagine how big the gap between the ninth and eighth grades would be.

He can guarantee that it must be too big to fit in a pot.

With a thought, the experience points are consumed rapidly, and the eighth level mark behind the gentleman's spirit becomes the ninth level.

Fang Mu only felt that the gentleman's air, which was originally empty, was replenished in an instant, and finally expanded continuously.

If the level [-] gentleman's spirit is like a lake, then Fang Mu's current gentleman's spirit is the reserve of a sea!

The vast ocean is surging endlessly.

Fang Mu just wanted to roar at this moment.

I, Fang Mu, are going to explode!
boom--

Fang Mu's white clothes were windless and automatic, and the purple air flow that was originally just lingering around his body spread instantly, turning his entire kilometer range into purple.

The purple air churned endlessly, sometimes turning into a big purple dragon, sometimes turning into a purple phoenix, sometimes turning into a purple old cow.

There are beasts roaring indistinctly, and the strong purple represents the ultimate nobility.

Immortals and gods were born, sages descended, and purple air spread across three thousand miles.

In the current Fang Mu, the purple air can not spread for three thousand miles, but it can also cover several miles.

The current gentleman's spirit, both in quality and quantity, is far superior to that of before.

Therefore, when the spirit of a gentleman poured into the text, the golden word [Forbidden] was surrounded by a wisp of purple.

The previous words could only form a chain, but this time it turned into a lifelike dragon of words.

Every inch of flesh and blood, every piece of scale and armor of this word dragon is transformed by words, and it is full of unspeakable charm and majesty.

The text dragon let out a long cry, and then directly entangled the ghost baby's nearly [-]-meter-tall body, twisting it tightly, and the latter let out a painful howl.

This is a ghost!
To be beaten so badly by Fang Mu, it is conceivable that the ghost baby at this moment will definitely not feel good.