Tuxian Road

"Looking for death!" Zhan Yufeng turned around, roared angrily, then clenched his right hand and punched Fengfan.A huge fist shadow rushed towards Feng Fan, because the fist shadow casted extremely fast, it made a low-pitched air tearing sound, and the space along the way seemed to be distorted.

With a sway of Feng Fan's body, he already moved sideways a foot.The fist shadow actually drew a strange arc in the void, rushing fiercely towards Feng Fanxin's position.Seeing that Feng Fan, who was no longer able to dodge, swung one hand quickly, and a huge sword transformed from the Mie Dzi Bead was cut down from the sky.

The giant sword flickered coldly, exuding a strange light, and slashed fiercely at the shadow of the fist.The berserk power surged vertically and horizontally, sweeping away towards the surroundings, the entire arena seemed to be boiling, thousands of brilliance flashed violently, the true essence of the two kept gushing out, endless power swarmed out, and the surrounding prohibitions burst out. fluctuate.

Next, relying on the two special ancient treasures, the Teleportation Orb and the Mie Tian Orb, Feng Fan fought against Zhan Yufeng.Whenever Zhan Yufeng locks on Fengfan to attack him, Fengfan will teleport away.

Even if it is a large-scale attack, Feng Fan will calmly defend it with the Mie Tianzhu.As soon as Zhan Yufeng stops, he will be attacked by Fengfan like lightning.The consequence of this is that under the premise of consuming limited spiritual consciousness and true essence, Feng Fan caused a huge loss of Zhan Yufeng's spiritual consciousness and true essence!

After a stick of incense, Zhan Yufeng with a gloomy face made a tactic with both hands, countless ripples swarmed out, and countless skulls appeared around him instantly.Under the pull of Zhan Yufeng's hands, the skull turned rapidly, forming a large formation according to a certain trajectory. "Boy, let's have a taste of the myriad of ghosts and ghosts!" Apart from the countless skulls, Feng Fan, who could no longer see the surrounding scene, heard Zhan Yufeng's sinister laughter.

What Zhan Yufeng had just set up was a magical formation called the "Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghosts Formation".This kind of magic circle can be set up instantly, which can not only besiege the opponent, but also defend.But this kind of magic circle that can be deployed in an instant is only effective for monks whose strength is equal to or lower than that of the formation builder. For monks whose strength is higher than that of the formation builder, this kind of magic circle will have no effect and will be instantly defeated.

One of the biggest advantages of this kind of magic circle is that the formation builders can trap and kill opponents or resist fierce attacks of opponents with little loss of true energy and spiritual consciousness.

At this time, Zhan Yufeng, whose true energy and spiritual consciousness were both exhausted, saw that it was impossible to defeat the opponent in a short time, so he set up this magic circle to consume Feng Fan's true energy and spiritual consciousness as soon as possible, so that he could fight against the enemy in a short time. After depleting Feng Fan's essence and consciousness, he defeated him.

Countless skulls spun rapidly around Feng Fan, making various terrifying sounds, including screams, roars, and moaning.At a certain moment, a huge grimace appeared above Feng Fan's head, it was full of blood, and it looked extremely hideous.

The ghost face opened its bloody mouth wide, and a huge red light ball fell straight down from the top of Feng Fan's head like a dark cloud.In the middle of pressing towards Fengfan, the red ball of light burst open, turned into countless blood blades in the shaking, and rushed towards Fengfan overwhelmingly.

Feng Fan single-handedly extinguished the dzi bead, a silver glow frantically condensed, a silver shield shot up into the sky, and at the same time it skyrocketed. "Crackling..." Countless blood blades hit the silver shield, and under the interweaving of the two, the blood mist filled the air, exuding a heaven-shaking atmosphere.The shield was rapidly shrinking, and the blood blade was also rapidly dissipating. After a few breaths collided, the two disappeared almost at the same time.

Grimace opened his mouth, a bloody knife came out of his body, and rushed towards Feng Fan.Mie Tianzhu flickered, and a silver flying sword soared into the sky like flowing clouds and flowing water. With a "boom", the blood knife and the flying sword met, emitting a monstrous light.

Under the flash of inspiration, the two were at a stalemate for a while.The ghost face opened its mouth, and a cloud of blood mist sprayed down, and was swallowed by the blood knife.The bloody sword was full of blood, as if it were a bloodthirsty beast. Its momentum soared, forcing the flying sword to descend slowly, with the potential to knock down the silver flying sword.After the ghost face sprayed out this cloud of blood mist, it not only shrunk a little in size, but also dimmed its color, making it look a little sluggish.

Feng Fan raised his hand and pointed, a cyan light as thick as a thumb flashed away, and then was absorbed by Mie Dzi Bead.Gu Bao's aura was overwhelming immediately, and a silver beam of light shot out, rushing towards the silver flying sword like a meteor rainstorm.The moment the beam of light was swallowed by the silver flying sword, the flying sword stopped falling, and was in a stalemate with the blood knife again.

Feng Fan held five fingers together, and the five black magic beads rushed towards the grimace in the air like thunder rolling.When the black magic orb was close to the ghost face, it exploded directly, and a voice that shocked the world came out, and violent power poured out one after another, sweeping towards the ghost face one after another.The ghost face trembled violently, and disappeared immediately under the blow of the huge force, and the blood knife that fought fiercely with Feijian also became invisible the moment the ghost face disappeared.

There was a great tremor in the surroundings, countless skulls began to transform, some familiar faces of Feng Fan appeared one after another, and the "monks" who had been killed by Feng Fan rushed towards Feng Fan one after another, launching various attacks.What shocked Feng Fan was that the attack power of these "friars" was exactly the same as when they were killed by Feng Fan.

Feng Fan pointed at Mie Tianzhu, and a white mask appeared instantly, completely covering Feng Fan without a single gap. "Chi Chi Chi Chi..." Accompanied by countless dull voices, the white light mask trembled slightly under the crazy attacks of many "monks" around.In addition to the terrifying fluctuations of spiritual power, the surroundings were also filled with all kinds of terrifying cries, making this area like a purgatory!

"This time Cheng Haoxuan will have a hard time winning. After all, the Myriad Ghosts and Specters Formation is an extremely powerful formation. Even if Cheng Haoxuan can display the same strength as Senior Brother Zhan by relying on high-level exercises and those two special ancient treasures, he will be doomed. "

"That's right, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Array seems to be a nightmare for monks of the same level and lower levels. Every monk of the same level and lower level trapped in it will eventually be defeated or killed by the fate of depleting their true essence and consciousness. kill."

"This time, we want to see how Cheng Haoxuan resolves this crisis."

"It's really Cheng Haoxuan's misfortune to meet Senior Brother Zhan!"

"Even if Cheng Haoxuan has several God-replenishing Pills and countless crystal jades, they will not be able to consume Brother Zhan in the end. After all, Brother Zhan's current consumption of true essence and consciousness is less than one-tenth of Cheng Haoxuan's."

"It's not bad for a small peak-level cultivator in the mid-stage of Dacheng to reach this point. It's wishful thinking to defeat Senior Brother Zhan!". ． ． ． ． ．After Feng Fan was trapped in the formation of ghosts and ghosts, there were bursts of discussions around the arena.

"Boy, admit defeat, you can't defeat this myriad of ghosts and ghosts. Unless you can exert a strength higher than that of a peak-level cultivator in the early stages of consummation, you will be trapped in it forever until your true energy and spiritual consciousness are exhausted. .Once that time comes, you may even be killed by mistake, and that’s no fault of mine!" After a while, Zhan Yufeng, who was a little impatient, stood outside the formation and shouted miraculously.

"Hey, do you think your breaking formation can trap me?" Feng Fan's mocking voice came from inside the formation.

"Boy, since you are so arrogant, then die inside." Zhan Yufeng roared, and with one-handed tactics, the attacks in the formation became faster.

When Feng Fan in the grand formation heard the words "unless you can exert strength higher than that of a peak-level cultivator in the early stage of consummation", his heart moved. The strength of a half-level monk will definitely be able to defeat this myriad of ghosts and ghosts.

With this thought in mind, Feng Fan flipped his left hand after taunting Zhan Yufeng, and with a flash of blue light, a black token suddenly appeared in Feng Fan's hand.There is a golden word "soul" engraved on the token, and an amazing aura emanates from this word.

As the difficult and incomprehensible spell came out of Feng Fan's mouth, his body trembled violently, and a painful expression appeared on his face.Feng Fan breathed out a breath of energy at the black token, and his complexion instantly became extremely pale.The moment the black token was stained with energy, suddenly the black light exploded, emitting countless streams of evil energy, these evil energy became stronger and stronger, enveloping Feng Fan quickly.

With Feng Fan's other hand, he quickly changed several strange spells, the token's evil spirit became stronger, like a monster about to wake up, it made a low buzzing sound.

In a very short period of time, the black light completely dissipated, and Feng Fan's pale face suddenly turned extremely rosy because of the huge amount of energy sprayed out, as if he had taken some panacea, and he instantly returned to his peak state.

Relying on the soul card, Feng Fan temporarily raised his cultivation to the initial level of the early stage of perfection, and he could attack or defend three times before falling to the peak level of the middle stage of Dacheng.

If Feng Fan can control his strength to one and a half levels higher than himself, plus the increase of half a level of Mie Tianzhu, Feng Fan can display the strength equivalent to the initial level of monks in the late stage of Consummation!

Feng Fan clasped his hands together, and with the flash of the Mie Dzi Bead above his head, a silver-white light group appeared in his hands.When Feng Fan's mind moved, the true energy in his body rushed into the light ball like a tide.

Under Feng Fan's single finger, the ball of light rose into the air and suddenly turned into countless small swords.Suddenly, the surrounding sword energy was like waves, exuding a brilliant cold light, and its momentum was extremely fierce.With Feng Fan's mind moving, countless small swords turned into a gorgeous white glow and shot out, sweeping towards the surroundings.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..." When countless small swords collided with the surrounding skulls, the powerful impact caused the space to vibrate, and the huge power was released like a stormy wave hitting the shore, and the violent fluctuations permeated the surrounding area and go.

The skull disappeared at an extremely fast speed, and it disappeared into nothingness after a few breaths.And at the moment when the ghost array closely connected with Zhan Yufeng's body was defeated, Zhan Yufeng's body trembled violently, a little blood flowed out of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

After defeating the ghost formation, the remaining dozens of small swords swarmed towards Zhanyufeng unabated. A white brilliance flashed in the void, strangling towards Zhanyufeng like countless beasts.

"Consummate the strength of the initial level monks in the late stage! Impossible..." Feeling the power emanating from more than a dozen small forest white swords, Zhan Yufeng screamed in fright, and then shook one hand, and a talisman suddenly appeared .Zhan Yufeng crushed the talisman in his hand, and a layer of light blue light mask emerged around his body.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..." Along with countless dull voices, the mask made of low-level heaven-level talismans around Zhan Yufeng's body trembled violently, and the Zhan Yufeng inside the mask The color of his face and the color of the mask became almost the same, with a strong suspicion flashing on it.When all the small swords became invisible, the cyan mask became almost transparent, showing that the essence inside it was almost exhausted.