Bang!!!

An extremely dull thud sounded immediately with Qin Fan's dance!

The monk's hidden body was smashed by this evil spirit staff, and its true form immediately appeared!

It's just that at this time, after bearing this rod, his face was bloodless and cold sweat flowed!

He never imagined that Qin Fan would easily see through his seclusion.

I didn't even think that I didn't even have time to react before I was subjected to this rod.

Such an inconspicuous young man has such strength?

Suddenly.

Countless thoughts surged into the monk's mind!

At the moment when he was swept out of the line by the Zen rod and fell into the air.

He no longer dared to have any support.

Lift your foot and stomp on the ground.

Roared, "Out of battle!"

The devil's Dongying language, Qin Fan doesn't understand, and Hua Xiaotian doesn't understand either.

But looking at the monk's expression, it is not difficult to guess that this is a signal to move the rescuers.

Sure enough.

The monk's roar fell.

Dozens of breaths poured out in silence with incomparably swiftness!

There is no shadow, as if it is in the air!

"Lao Hua, come back!"

Sense the reversal of the aura.

Qin Fan shouted.

Hua Xiaotian, who was shuttling in front of him in the phantom of the Buddha bead and had just swept away the real pearl, immediately turned back and rushed back.

Standing behind Qin Fan, who was on the ground, he said, "Master Qin!"

"Follow me to mend the knife!Let you experience the feeling of killing gods!" Qin Fan chuckled and said arrogantly.

What does it feel like to kill a god?

With such an arrogant tone and words, looking at the entire Huaxia martial arts world, and even looking at the whole world, I am afraid that there is no one else except Qin Fan who dares to speak so lightly.

And Hua Xiaotian was also stunned when he heard it.

Although he is not talented.

But I can also sense that it is not a sudden surge of ninja breath.

Not only is it not one.

Not even three or five, ten or eight.

The aura of shock and abruptness was the existence of dozens!

Dozens of aura that is much stronger than encountering those quasi-divine ninja in the Yasukuni Society, what does this mean?

It means that these will be uncompromised divine forbearance!

Dozens of gods are guarding this Mt. Fuji, what does this mean?

can live until now, Hua Xiaotian has a sensitive heart for things after all!

Could it be that this is really the habitat of the Yaki Orochi?

Other than that, Hua Xiaotian couldn't imagine anything that could make these gods so attentive!

His mind was racing.

The monk raised his throat and shouted, "He can sense where our breath is, and the formation will be reduced to zero! This is the only way we can kill the enemy!"

"Hello!!"

The sound of babbling that was invisibly contained in the air shook the heavens and the earth.

With the monk retreating into the air again.

Those dozens of divine ninja aura turned into the only one in the blink of an eye.

A breath with the monk as the center!

"Yo he, I won't go to hell, who will go to hell? Then I'll cut you first!"

In the fiery eyes, the traces of the thirty-two divine ninjas had nowhere to hide, completely exposed under Qin Fan's nose.

If Qin Fan didn't have a sharp eye, he might be a little troublesome to put on such a show.

But what can all the demons and monsters in the world escape the capture of the fiery eyes? Not to mention their mere mortal bodies?

The so-called stealth is just a secret technique!

"Master Qin, where did those breaths go?" Hua Xiaotian asked with a glare.

"What kind of formation should they have cast, the monk is the heart of the formation, and the breath is also hidden!" Qin Fan stared at the thirty-two ninjas who were muttering in unison in mid-air, and laughed leisurely.

"This-!"

Hua Xiaotian was shocked and stunned.

"It's not a big deal! Wait at the bottom, and you'll whip me properly!" Qin Fan laughed wildly.

The next moment.

Soaring into the air again.

The Jin Dan on his body is full of real energy!

Airplanes-!

At the same time.

The buzz of the air waves in mid-air trembled!

The space of those thirty-two divine ninjas seems to have been restricted by Jin Dan's true qi!

It's a portrayal of painting the ground as a prison!

Sadly, these gods forbear to mumble with their eyes closed, but they don't realize that they have become turtles in the urn!

As soon as he entered the foundation, he was able to slash and kill the Transformation Realm, and now that he has entered the Golden Pill, how many people in this mortal world can stop the power of Qin Fan's Shura Tianzun?

Maybe the legendary vastness can still be fought!

However, now, how can these so-called bullshit gods endure under the hands of Qin Fan, who has fiery eyes, have the slightest chance?

An arrogant smile swept across his face.

Qin Fan roared the evil spirit Zen staff in his hand, and smashed it at the monk in his sight without thinking about it!

Haoran's Jindan True Qi surged into this staff.

Mighty everywhere.

Killing!

Swish-!!!

Jerked.

Facing the mighty killing machine.

The monk involuntarily opened his eyes.

When Qin Fan's extremely evil face and more and more Zen staff appeared in his pupils.

Something called fear surged back into his heart after decades of absence!

"How is it possible!"

An exclamation was shouted.

He reflexively stretched out his hands to take the swept Zen staff!

However, the moment he stretched out his hand to hold the Zen staff, a boundless cold aura immediately leaked out of the Zen staff and surged into his body!

Hello!

It's just a breath gap.

I have forgotten how long it has been since the monk has no sense of heat and cold, and he feels like falling into an ice cave.

There was a chill all over my body.

facial features.

Everywhere there is hair, there are grains of frost!

This is the power of the evil spirit scepter!

The reason why Qin Fan didn't erase the evil intent of this Zen staff at the beginning, and even left a trace of evil spirit to recuperate, was because he took a fancy to this domineering.

"Damn, what is this? What is this!"

There was no time to imagine how to kill Qin Fan, a monk who had lived for more than a hundred years and had seen countless supernatural powers shouted in extreme horror at this moment.

He wanted to let go, but the evil spirit staff seemed to have caught him!

There is no difference under the evil spirit wand, this is such a phenomenon!

Whether it is Ye Jizu of ordinary people, or Lai Zhuge who is perfect in the art of yin and yang, even this divine forbearance monk still can't escape the domineering meaning of the evil spirit Zen staff!

"Something that wants your life!" Qin Fan laughed lightly.

Then he violently waved the evil spirit staff and swiped it aimlessly!

The yin and evil qi that was fused with the true qi burst out from the staff.

The monk's hands holding the Zen staff were directly bounced away.

The hidden figure can no longer be hidden.

In that powerful impact, poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth!

His face turned pale with the outbreak of the cold qi in his body!

Cold-!

A cold word runs through all the physical perceptions of the monk.

The trembling body has become the most intuitive portrayal!

A stick was thrown away, and the monk's first thought was to escape.

Without any hesitation, avoiding its edge is the royal road at this moment!

Seeing through the monk's intentions and looking at his moving figure, Qin Fan sneered playfully, "Can't run!"

(End of chapter)