Tuxian Road

The brown-clothed monk quickly pointed at the little golden halberd, and the golden halberd let out a long cry, and the golden light burst forth, and countless golden halberd lights burst out wildly.Most of the golden light covered the Lonely Soul Corpse King, while a small part rushed towards Feng Fan.With his right hand, Feng Fan pointed at the bone shield that had resisted the fire dragon's attack and hadn't collapsed before, and the bone shield went up to meet it.

"Chichi" sounded continuously.All the golden awns were blocked by the bone shield, and after a fierce fight, the golden awns turned into nothingness.Most of all the golden lights flying towards the ghost corpse king hit the ancient shield in front of the ghost corpse king, making a dull sound, and a small part bypassed the ancient treasure and stuck on the ghost corpse king's body.Because the humanoid puppets where the Lonely Soul Corpse King lived were extremely strong, and the brown-clothed monk was injured first, these golden lights only formed some tiny nicks on the humanoid puppets, but the soul of the Lonely Soul Corpse King was not damaged at all.

The lonely soul corpse king raised the scimitar in his hand, and countless blades shot out.The brown-clothed monk flicked his left hand to the side without looking at it, and the cyan shield suddenly appeared, and then went up to meet it.The brown-clothed monk then raised his right hand, and the golden halberd flew out, heading straight for Feng Fan.

Feng Fan pointed at the Bone Shield, and the Bone Shield quickly went up to meet him.Feng Fan then slapped his body, and a layer of silver light mask appeared around his body again.

Seeing that Feng Fan used the heaven-level talisman that was the same as before, the brown-clothed monk's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't know what other treasures were on his opponent.All the sword light on the side hit the cyan shield. At this moment, many fine cuts appeared on the shield, but in the end all the blows of the Lone Soul Corpse King were resolved.

At this time, the golden halberd had already met the bone shield, and a huge fluctuation of true energy surged around, causing the silver mask around Feng Fan's body to produce slight fluctuations.

After a few breaths, the bone shield turned into nothingness.Under the control of the brown-clothed monk, the golden halberd pierced into the silver mask around Feng Fan's body. As the brown-clothed monk kept pouring out his true energy, the golden halberd quickly attacked the silver mask.

Seeing that the brown-clothed monk was attacking his master, the Lonely Soul Corpse King let out an angry roar, and flew out with a scimitar in his hand, slashing at the brown-clothed monk viciously.The brown-clothed monk exhaled a breath of energy at the cyan shield with a dignified expression, and the cyan shield exploded.

The scimitar slashed fiercely on the cyan shield, and with a loud "boom", the cyan shield suddenly shrank a little, and then began to move back slowly.The brown-clothed monk bit his finger, and then a drop of blood popped out against the blue shield. The shield glowed brightly, as if he had taken a tonic, he stopped moving backwards, and collided with the constantly attacking machete countless times. The power of the two was indistinguishable. up and down.

Seeing the silver mask around his body trembling violently under the quick attack of the golden halberd, Feng Fan turned his left hand with a slightly changed expression, and a Heavenly Thunder Breaking Talisman appeared in his hand.With Feng Fan flicking his left finger, the talisman flew out.In mid-air, the sky thunder broke the talisman and turned into a black sky thunder, which went straight to the brown-clothed monk with a powerful momentum.

"How many heavenly talismans does this kid have!" The brown-clothed monk cursed secretly in his heart, his face changed drastically, and then he retreated violently.The brown-clothed monk still refused to give up, and pointed his right hand at the mask in front of him. The cyan mask surged and turned into a substantial shield.

The golden halberd is attacking the opponent, and the shell of the giant-footed monster is defending against the attack of the ghost corpse king of the same level, so the brown-clothed monk can only throw out a magic weapon when facing the opponent's thunder attack, and then strengthen his body. The previous true essence is covered.

With a loud "boom", the short sword magic weapon thrown by the brown-clothed monk was blown away by the explosive force of the sky thunder, and the remaining power of the sky thunder mercilessly hit the body in front of the brown-clothed monk with condensed true essence. on the shield.A muffled sound came out, and the brown-clothed monk let out a muffled snort. The true essence shield in front of him was quickly defeated, and the remaining power of the sky thunder hit the brown-clothed monk's body, and the brown-clothed monk spurted blood from his mouth.

"Boy, since you are so eager to kill, don't blame me for being cruel!" The brown-clothed monk who suffered internal injuries looked at Feng Fan with a grim expression, and the cold words came out from between his teeth, making people listen A creepy feeling.

The brown-clothed monk flicked the storage ring with his fingers, and countless crystal jades of various grades appeared in front of him, while quickly absorbing true essence from them, while chanting incantations rapidly.Countless streaks of cyan light surged around his body, and as the cyan light became denser and denser, it soon surrounded the brown-clothed monk.It can be seen that the body of the brown-clothed cultivator has skyrocketed, almost doubling in size, his whole body is surging, and the green light is getting thicker and thicker.

"Focus on God!" Hearing the familiar incantation and feeling that the brown-clothed monk's cultivation had instantly risen to the initial stage of the late stage of Dacheng, Feng Fan let out a low voice.But at this time, Feng Fan also confirmed one thing, the opponent must not know the technique of blood escape, otherwise, it would be impossible to use the Concentration Acupoint without escaping after a great loss of cultivation.At this moment, Dacheng's peak-level brutal ghost in the early days had defeated the golden dragon transformed into a heaven-level beast soul talisman.

"Boy, you have good eyesight." The face of the brown-clothed monk gradually became clear, as if he was standing there like a demon god, his face was full of killing intent, and his body was full of green light.

With Feng Fan's mind moving, the cruel ghost and the lonely corpse king all disappeared.The opponent's cultivation level has been temporarily raised to the initial level in the late stage of Dacheng, so Feng Fan is not going to drive any ghosts to resist the brown-clothed monk's next fierce attack.After all, there are many dangers in Zihong Immortal Mansion, and Feng Fan still needs to rely on the help of these two ghosts.But putting away the two ghosts does not mean giving up resistance, because he has countless heaven-level talismans and magic weapons, so Feng Fan has no fear even in the face of two attacks from monks in the late stage of Dacheng.

The brown-clothed monk pointed at the golden halberd, and the golden halberd flew up, and at the same time let out a soft moan. Under the infusion of a powerful true energy from the brown-clothed monk, the golden halberd soared, and then shot towards Fengfan .

Feng Fan raised his hand, and a talisman flew out, and as the talisman disappeared, a bone shield appeared in front of Feng Fan.Feng Fan pointed to the front, and the white bone shield went up to meet him. With a loud "boom", the attack power of the golden giant halberd was completely dispelled, and it retreated more than a few feet before stopping in the air.The bone shield turned into countless illusory light spots, and finally disappeared completely.

The brown-clothed monk had a crazy killing intent on his face, his body was surging with true energy, and countless short knives suddenly appeared. Although all the short knives formed by the true energy were somewhat illusory, there were countless gloomy sword lights flashing.

"Boy, you can die!" Following the howl of the brown-clothed monk at the top of his lungs, the brown-clothed monk pinched a spell with both hands, and countless short knives rained down on Feng Fan.

Feng Fan slapped his hands, and the two silver mask sky-level talismans were instantly opened, and two layers of silver mask immediately appeared around his body. "No!" the brown-clothed monk howled in despair, his face ashen ashes.

Next, all the short knives are pierced into the outer reticle. "Chi Chi Chi Chi..." Countless muffled voices were heard, and Feng Fan, who was standing inside the two-layer silver mask, had a calm and calm look on his face, as if he hadn't encountered any attack at all.Imagining killing the brown-clothed monk and refining his soul into a brutal ghost, Feng Fan couldn't help but smile.

The first layer of silver mask finally collapsed, and the few remaining short knives hit the second layer of mask. After a slight muffled sound, all the short knives that had become the end of the crossbow dissipated, while the inner silver mask only trembled slightly. After a few strokes, the true energy inside is still extremely abundant.

Seeing the brown-clothed monk sitting powerlessly on the ground after launching two attacks, Feng Fan raised his hand with a smile on his face, and a Qinghong sword magic weapon flew out, directly piercing the brown-clothed monk's body.The brown-clothed monk died immediately, with an expression of regret, unwillingness, and horror on his face.

Putting away the Qinghong sword, Feng Fan raised his hand, and the soul-absorbing bag flew out.A blue Nascent Soul just flew out of the brown-clothed cultivator's remnant body when he encountered the evil spirit gushing out of the soul-absorbing bag.

"Forgive me, I will give you everything on my body!" The blue Nascent Soul's voice was filled with deep fear.Feng Fan pointed at the soul-absorbing bag without hesitation, and a strong suction force was emitted from it, slowly inhaling the blue Nascent Soul, and the howling sound of the blue Nascent Soul gradually disappeared.

After collecting the storage ring of the brown-clothed monk and the golden halberds, daggers, and blue shields made from the shells of giant-footed monsters scattered on the ground, Feng Fan set up a soul-leaving array to search for the soul of the brown-clothed monk. soul.

After a long time, Feng Fan stopped with a smile on his face.It turned out that this person was a casual cultivator from the ancient kingdom of Wanyu, who got the jade slip left by Zihong Zhenjun by chance.This time I came to the treasure hunt with confidence, but I didn't expect to die at the hands of an early Huadan cultivator outside Zihong Immortal Mansion.

Feng Fan felt the storage ring of the brown-clothed monk with his spiritual sense, and there was nothing else in it except the jade slip and some book slips.Jingyu had been completely consumed in the battle just now, and the only mushroom leaf elixir was swallowed by him.

Feng Fan was a little bit emotional. The seven peak-level ruthless ghosts in the late stage of Yuanying were damaged, one ruthless ghost at the peak level in the early stage of Dacheng, and one lonely corpse king at the initial level in the early stage of Dacheng. It took the talisman and countless jade crystals to kill the brown-clothed monk. This battle was a heavy loss.

But after thinking about it, Feng Fan was a little happy again. The damaged Nascent Soul cultivation level Li Gui ghost would recover to its original state within a period of time, and the consumed heavenly level talisman could be replenished by copying the phantom.

After killing the brown-clothed monk, he got his soul, which can not only be refined into a brutal ghost, but also his body can be provided to the Lonely Soul Corpse King.Because the brown-clothed monk is a casual monk, it can be said that there are very few monks who know him.In addition, he also got an ancient treasure of a small golden halberd, a shield made of the shell of a monster equivalent to an ancient treasure, and a magic weapon of a dagger.