"kill him!"

Old Mess couldn't wait any longer and rushed over quickly, wanting to do it himself.

He couldn't understand that Tang Fan had appeared in several directions almost at the same time and killed three of their strong men in an instant.

He couldn't even understand why Tang Fan still had the strength to kill people when his aura was obviously very weak.

In this Spirit Gathering Killing Array, the stronger the opponent's cultivation, the stronger its suppressive power, but why can't it restrict Tang Fan's actions?

No matter what the reason was, Old Mo Si couldn't wait any longer. If Tang Fan was allowed to continue, their fate would be the same as the dead.

However, just as his body flew into the air, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back. He turned around and saw an ax heading towards his head.

"Eagle-winged axe!"

Old Mosi recognized the ax at a glance, it was the treasure he had given to his son.

The terrifying soul power and the murderous intent of the eagle-winged ax are fused together, so captivating that even just a glance will make the soul feel torn apart.

"How can it be so strong..."

Old Mess turned pale with fright. He had used the Eagle Wing Ax before, but he had never used it with such power.

He did not dare to be careless, so his cultivation level exploded, he quickly dodged to the side, his body turned into an afterimage, and his speed reached the extreme!

"laugh!"

The sharp blade cut through the air, the void exploded, and the force of the eagle-winged ax struck Old Mes on the shoulder.

"ah!"

Old Mess screamed. Although his left arm was not cut by the sharp blade, one third of it was still wiped away by the force. A layer of flesh exploded and turned into black smoke.

The wound was dripping with blood, and black energy filled the air, still corroding his body, and even seeping into his body.

In the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood on the upper layer of the wound on his left arm had been corroded into a layer of black water...

"not good!"

Old Mo Si ignored the pain and quickly raised his right hand to pinch the left shoulder. He cultivated secretly and relied on his own spiritual energy to finally resist the continuation of corrosion and temporarily save his left arm.

The black light flashed from the eagle-winged ax, and a figure flew out from it. It was Tang Fan's ghost cultivator clone.

"you……"

Old Mo Si looked horrified, and subconsciously looked back at Tang Fan, who was still sitting cross-legged there, controlling the thunder. His whole body was not feeling well.

"With your cultivation, how can you have a clone!"

Old Mo Si was unwilling to give up. Not only was he confused, but the others were also stunned, and they didn't know who to kill for a while.

Only the ghosts in the formation, guided by Tang Fan's aura, still attacked him crazily.

However, they could not get close to Tang Fan's body.

Because there are two protective light shields formed by the spirit of the fairy around Tang Fan's body.

One is composed of the fairy shield given to him by Wan Chen, and the other belongs to the golden jade medal given to him by Dan Wuji.

With these two major defenses, no matter how much the ghosts bite and pull, they can't even try to break in in a short time.

The situation was at a stalemate for a while.

But if it drags on any longer, it will still be detrimental to Tang Fan.

This formation is too strong. If he cannot weaken the power of the formation, the large troops of the Eastern Brothers will not be able to rush in to support. Even if they rush in, they will only increase casualties.

"Give me another blast!"

The source of thunder in Tang Fan's palm was released stronger, the sky was darkened, and the thunder pool was turbulent, forming more thunder.

Thousands of thunders roar down like golden dragons!

"Boom boom boom..."

The black clouds above the villa dissipated faster and merged into the spirit-dispersing formation, causing one corner of the formation to become loose and weak.

"Chirp chirp..."

The ghost figures in the formation lost the support of spiritual energy and rotten energy, and were weakened as well, letting out an unwilling cry.

"You can't shake this formation yet!"

Old Mess squeezed the black token in his hand again, filled with Yin Qi, and supplemented the formation.

But when he tried to find Tang Fan's ghost cultivator again, he found that he had disappeared together with the Eagle Wing Ax.

"You kill his true self first, and let me deal with his clone!"

As Old Mo Si roared angrily, he closed his eyes and performed secret arts, searching for the aura of Tang Fan's clone through secret techniques.

The strong men around him reacted and launched their magical powers one after another, blasting at the protective light shield around Tang Fan himself.

"Bang bang bang..."

With a crisp "click" sound, the first layer of protection outside Tang Fan was blown away, and then cracks appeared in the second layer.

Tang Fan opened his eyes and looked at the powerful men all around who were attacking him. Blood was filling his body. His eyebrows flashed and a streak of blood flew out from them!

"Ouch!"

Blood light filled the air, and with the help of Tang Fan's dragon blood and blood chi's power, he transformed into a demonic blood body.

"magic……"

The bloody body spoke angrily and stood in front of the deity.

The blood energy behind the blood body was dense, and the nine-star blood soul array was deployed, forming a defense around Tang Fan's body to block attacks from behind.

Then, the blood body clasped its palms together, the blood in the palms of the hands boiled, and started to run the Xue Mi Sha Tian Jing.

He opened his big bloody eyes, full of demonic intent, looked at the enemy in front of him, and raised his hand to strike into the void!

"boom!"

A bloody palm print suddenly appeared above everyone's heads, and a vortex with the ability to swallow blood was released from the palm. A bloody storm swept from it, hitting everyone with a very domineering momentum.

"ah……"

The enemies in front of them felt their blood boiling and their souls unstable. The blood in their bodies surged uncontrollably to their heads, about to be swallowed up by the opponent.

"What a weird magic, stop him quickly!"

Everyone hurriedly gritted their teeth and held on, and began to use life-saving measures to protect their own blood while attacking the huge bloody palm print.

In this way, Tang Fan's true self was temporarily safe, and he could control the thunder's bombardment and spirit scattering formation again.

Furthermore, Tang Fan deliberately concealed most of his cultivation and made his aura weak. In this way, the suppression of him by this formation was reduced to the minimum, and there was nothing he could do.

The demonic skills cultivated by the blood body have broken through to the Soul Formation Realm, and its strength is not something the other party can understand.

"boom……"

An enemy with a weaker cultivation level couldn't resist his devouring after all. His body suddenly exploded and turned into a blood mist, which was instantly absorbed into his palm by a bloody palm print.

"ah……"

Everyone was frightened and had to be more careful. They only focused on protecting themselves and did not have the courage to attack the bloody body again.

Tang Fan's battle was full of weirdness. No one thought that he had a second clone after his ghost cultivation clone.

Take advantage now!

Although Tang Fan was weak, he knew everything about the battlefield. Seeing that the enemies in front were frightened by the bloody body, he secretly sacrificed the Yin Talisman. Countless Yin Talismans invisible to the naked eye spread out and charged towards their souls.

go……

On the other side, Old Mo Si was also tortured a lot by the ghost cultivator.

The ghost cultivator's clone was already good at being invisible, and with the blessing of the Eagle Wing Ax and the Death Qi of the Rotting Spirit Flower, it became even more elusive. Apart from the cold death Qi, Old Moss had not yet captured his true figure.

"Where are you, get out of here!"

With the guidance of the secret technique, Old Mess slapped his palm into the void on the left.

The void exploded, and the ghost cultivator's clone flew out from it with an eagle-winged ax in his hand. He swung the ax across and went straight to Old Mes's waist.

"Damn it, it's just a clone. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Old Mes raised his palm and slapped his forehead, spitting out a mouthful of black blood. He kneaded a little and turned into a cross sword, which instantly flew out and collided with the eagle-winged axe.

"clang!"

The sound of gold and stone came out, the ghost cultivator was stunned, and the eagle-winged ax was almost knocked away.

"You do have some skills, it would be interesting to fight like this!"

The ghost cultivator clone looked at the strange cross sword in front of him, and the death energy in his body was released crazily, pulling the eagle-winged ax, and attacked Old Mess even more fiercely.

Under the dancing of the eagle-winged ax, a large net formed above Old Messe's head, and his soul power emitted, trying to seal Old Mess inside.

"Get away!"

Old Moss kneaded a little bit, and also released his soul power, knocking the big net away.

But at this moment, his eyes froze, his expression became a little distorted, and he let out a scream.

"ah……"

Old Mo Si's soul was suddenly attacked, causing his cultivation to stagnate instantly.
Chapter completed!