Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

There is only one word in Yue Qiluo's mind!

That is strong!

The move just now was really too strong.

In Yue Qiluo's memory, it seems that only the Chunyang Sword Immortal who had heard of it thousands of years ago had such strong strength in the way of swords.

It seems that after all, I have underestimated this master, and he is really hiding everything!

"How much strength do you still hide?"

Yue Qiluo murmured to herself, she didn't intend to make a move herself, she had to continue to observe to judge where the limit of Ye Fan's combat power was.

Without full confidence, she will not act rashly.

At this moment, a spirit general surrounding Ye Fan shouted behind him: "Come quickly! Help me! Otherwise, I will be slaughtered by this man!"

Following the voice of the spirit general, in an instant, hundreds of wraiths and fierce spirits floated out not far away.

For ghosts, they have an absolute advantage in numbers.

Even in the face of the sword energy all over the sky, he became more courageous.

Nearly two hundred ghosts showed fierce and tyrannical expressions, broke into the sword net in an instant, frantically resisted the sword rain like moths flying into the flame, and rushed towards Ye Fan.

"Woooo!"

"Hoohoo!"

The number of ghosts increased, suddenly filled with evil spirits, gusts of gloomy wind, howls of gusts of wind.

If you are a timid person, you will be frightened out of your wits just by hearing the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Even if the celestial master is here, he will die suddenly, be dragged to death by countless ghosts, and finally be devoured by the larks.

It's a pity that they met Ye Fan, a different species.

Chapter 878 Easily crushed, shocking Qiluo!

"It's all here, so let's all stay!"

Looking around, Ye Fan's eyes flickered even more excitedly.

In his eyes, so many ghosts in front of him are not scary things, but countless virtues waving their small wings.

How can there be any reason to let go of the merits sent to the mouth?

"Seven Star Shocking Sun Sword!"

Ye Fan pinched the sword formula again, and the world paused.

As he stepped out of the seven-star Tiangang step, he went up to the Big Dipper.

In an instant, a mysterious force rushed down into the void.

Mysterious power gradually spread, it was pure star power.

Seven stars shaking the sun!

Seven stars in a row, even the sky and the sun can shake, let alone mere evil spirits?

There is a powerful confinement force in the void, which moves with Ye Fan's thoughts and turns into a cage, enveloping all these ghosts.

"Why can't I move?"

"My spiritual body is about to collapse!"

"Let's join hands and break this prison first, otherwise everyone will die!"

The nearly two hundred ghosts all looked pained, and their spirit bodies were unstable under the tremendous pressure.

At this moment, all the ghosts are terrified to the extreme.

At this moment, they were all unable to move, and wanted to work together to break free from this imprisoning force.

The evil spirit gathers into fog, so thick that it almost turns into water droplets.

However, it was still futile, and it was impossible to break through the prison formed by the power of the stars.

Om!

Above the prison, the power of the stars surged and quickly condensed into a star-bright sword.

"cut!"

Ye Fan's expression was indifferent, neither sad nor happy, he put his two fingers together and slowly pressed down in front of him.

"Boom!"

The powerful Xinghui long sword, squeezing the air, with a screaming sound, slowly fell,

The ghosts trembled suddenly, but they had no power to fight back and could only be slaughtered.

Seeing that the star sword was about to fall, their spirit bodies began to split under the majestic pressure before the sword fell.

The pitiful howls of the ghosts echoed all over the sky, their expressions were painful and hideous.

Afterwards, the ghosts' painful consciousness began to blur.