"Are you still inside?" Zhou Fan grabbed a warrior and looked at the manor and asked.

"I don't know, the people who just climbed over the wall and entered the room were no longer moving." The warrior said with fear in his eyes, "but he didn't see it come out."

The reason why these warriors stopped was because no one in there was any movement.

The wings of that nightmare monster were a little scary.

Zhou Fan ignored these warriors. He closed his eyes and stamped the ground, jumped up, climbed over the high wall, and entered the manor.

Countless corpses lie in the manor.

The nightmare monster was still there, and its three tentacles were piercing into the head of a standing warrior, sucking his brain.

As soon as Zhou Fan landed, it looked at Zhou Fan coldly.

The blue and green insect body was stained with red blood, making the nightmare monster look even more hideous and terrifying.

Xiao Kun was shaking all over, but she didn't blink and looked at the nightmare monster.

The nightmare monster let out a sharp whistle.

At the same time, two whistles came from not far away.

Zhou Fan's face was solemn. These two whistles obviously came from its two companions, and its two companions also entered the Sanfang in the northwest.

There were riots outside.

Zhou Fan pulled out the rust knife and had to deal with the nightmare monster as soon as possible. If he was given a meeting with his two companions, who would know what would happen?

Just as Zhou Fan rushed towards the nightmare monster, the nightmare monster's body suddenly grew bigger.

As soon as it rotates, the six-legged sickle that became extremely huge also rotates, and the surrounding houses were cut and completely separated and collapsed.

Zhou Fan was swept out by a blue and green sickle as wide as a human body, but he was not injured, but just rolled in the air and stopped.

Not far away, there were two huge nightmare monsters rushing towards this, and they were about to meet.

There are warriors outside attacking them.

The nightmare monster nearby Zhou Fan did not pay attention to Zhou Fan anymore, but spread his four wings and swooped towards his companions at a low altitude.

Could it be that the three of them have to join together to enter a hidden state? No, they cannot be allowed to merge no matter what? Zhou Fan's mind turned and his whole body rushed out quickly, with just a few teleportations on the back of this nightmare monster.

The nightmare monster is too big. Zhou Fan is just the size of an ant to it now.

But when Zhou Fan jumped onto its back, it felt that it had six consciousnesses like a martial artist. Even though it was huge, it could still find Zhou Fan. Its four wings suddenly changed, like a sharp blade cutting towards Zhou Fan.

However, Zhou Fan disappeared on its back and appeared on its neck, raised the De sword, and slashed it down.

The nightmare monster screamed, and it grabbed the ground with its claws and smashed two houses. It stopped quickly and tried to use this force to throw Zhou Fan down.

Zhou Fan's De sword was not able to be slashed, but the rust knife in his right hand pierced into the back of the Nightmare Monster's back, leaving him still on the Nightmare Monster's head.

The nightmare monster shook his head like a crazy person.

Zhou Fan shouted coldly, and a syllable erupted between his lips and teeth.

The golden ripples dispersed, covering the huge head of the nightmare monster, and it stopped.

Taking advantage of this moment, the De-word knife slashed slightly and slashed on the head of the nightmare monster.

The blue and green head is like metal, and even the De-shaped knife cannot be cut into it, but it is enough for Zhou Fan.

The strange sea of ​​blood waterfall!

A hissing sound rang.

The blue-green liquid in the monster's head continued to splash out and fell towards the ground.

The nightmare's weird body was shaking, and it made a wailing sound.

The other two nightmares who were fighting with Yiluan Si Huang Bujue and others also made hissing sounds. They seemed to be crazy, regardless of Huang Bujue and others' attacks, rushed towards this side, and countless buildings were destroyed.

Three different corners of the attacking talisman arrows shot at the two nightmares, but were slapped open by them with their four wings.

Zhou Fan did not see the two nightmare monsters rushing towards him wildly. He was afraid that the monster would not die, so the Dezi knife kept slashing at the nightmare monster.

Every knife fell with the blood waterfall, countless blue and green blood splashed out.

It was like a unique blue and green rain.

Until Zhou Fan, who had reached the monster's tail and fell to the ground, gasped slightly, and he confirmed that the nightmare monster was dead.

Then there are two left.

Zhou Fan looked up at the two nightmares that were about to rush into this area. At this time, his human soul suddenly throbbed, and his body teleported away from the place and appeared dozens of steps away.

But the danger signal sent by consciousness to him was still not relieved, and his human soul stinged faintly.

He kept teleporting back like crazy, and danger followed him like a shadow.

"I curse you without hands." A voice sounded faintly in the dark.

Zhou Fan felt the severe pain of being cut from his wrist. He endured the severe pain. The rust knife martial arts spread, but the martial arts were useless, and the severe pain was still there.

"I curse you without hands." The sound seemed to be heard in my mind.

A shallow blood line appeared on Zhou Fan's wrist, and his hand seemed to be about to break.

This is a magic used by Taoist cultivators!

Zhou Fan immediately understood, and he shouted coldly, his six senses were fully opened, and his nose and ears were all trying hard to find the monk who was hiding.

"I curse you without hands!" The sound seemed to be everywhere.

As the sound rang out, Zhou Fan soon heard a slight movement. He suddenly teleported towards the slight movement, and the two swords in his hand slashed wildly.

The sound of metal collisions came from the darkness.

Zhou Fan's severe pain in his hands was relieved, but his wrists left red blood lines. However, due to the self-healing body, the blood lines were healing at a speed visible to the human eye.

The man in the darkness was constantly retreating by Zhou Fan's offensive.

But Zhou Fan was nervous. He knew that this person might be the Taoist cultivator who had always wanted his life, and his two swords slashed faster.

A strange dragon speech burst out between his lips and teeth. At the same time, the rust knife blood waterfall and the giant knife extinguished it slashed out wildly.

At first, the cultivator holding weapons could use his special ability as a Taoist cultivator to resist Zhou Fan's offensive, but Zhou Fan's Dragon God Word and the Weird Sea Martial Arts were so terrible. The Dragon God Word made the cultivator's movements stiff, and the blood waterfall and the nirvana fell on the cultivator.

Half of his body's blood burst out, and half of it was like a mummy.

But the monk was not dead for a moment. He fell to the ground and shouted shrillly: "You can't kill me, otherwise the person in the face will definitely..."

Before he could finish his words, his whole body was divided into two by a giant knife.

Zhou Fan divided the monk into two halves. Even though the monk had no movement, he was still worried. He slashed more than ten more knives before stopping the knife and lifted the talisman bag that the man carried was not far away.

Zhou Fan's rust knife snorted and the cold blue flame ignited, and the flame fell.

The monk's body immediately burned.

Looking at the faint fire light, Zhou Fan then breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!