Zhang Fan was speechless, he was already a good mix, but now he was just qualified to participate in the Shushan Inner Gate Test, if he didn't become a demon king, this mix would be far worse than the little girl.

Inner disciples, in-house disciples, and true disciples, each level is a hurdle, and the magic and magic methods mastered are not of the same level.

What's more, what kind of sect is the Wudang faction, it is even stronger than Shushan, it is the sect of the True Martial Demon Emperor, and the real reason why there is no Great Demon in Nanzhan Buzhou is the True Martial Demon Emperor, this is not because of the high official position of the Heavenly Court, but the prestige of the real killing.

Wudang True Biography, the magic power mastered is definitely not ordinary, such as Zhang Fan Shushan Outer Gate, it is also a coincidence to get the refining method of the sword pill, let alone the sword formation, the sword pill refining has to wait until the inner door.

The Four Elephant Array was originally based on the formation created by the Emperor of the Four Directions, and it was natural for the true legend of Wudang Mountain to grasp the essence of it.

"Alas, you said you are a girl, your brother and I didn't even enter the inner door of Kurong Temple, you really passed it on, it's annoying." Niu Dachun obviously resented for more than a day, his eyes were red, and Chi Guoguo was jealous.

"Hmph, who made you stupid." Niu Xiaomei raised her head and looked arrogant.

"Ahem, let's start the formation, let's get familiar with it." Du Weitong diverted the topic, she had a similar experience, although she was a dragon, she was a young Jiao who had no status in the Yunmeng Dragon Palace.

"Okay, the spirits of the four directions obey my edict."

Accompanied by Niu Xiaomei's spell, a four-elephant tower throw shrouded four people, the tower body was illusory, and gradually disappeared, and then four rays of light shrouded the four people.

Xuanwu in the north is naturally Niu Xiaomei, the Vermilion Bird in the south is Niu Dachun, the Qinglong in the east is Du Weitong, and the white tiger in the west is Zhang Fan, and the four spirits have condensed a phantom to envelop them, and the four of them have already had a trace of connection, as if in another space.

Seeing that the four people were shrouded in the formation, no one in the surrounding teams and teams underestimated the four people anymore.

And Zhang Fan found that his metallic attack increased by 200, the sharpness of his weapon was increased by a level, and he even mastered a White Tiger Killing Star Formation skill.

"There are too many people here, so it's better to find a place with fewer people." Niu Dachun proposed.

"Hmm."

A few people chose a place with fewer teams, and there were almost some teams of five people around, and everyone was watching each other and secretly guarding against each other.

One of the teams attracted the attention of the team, this activity is in the underworld, the vast majority of players are ghost cultivators, impermanence, hundred ghosts, asuras, rakshasas, yakshas, hungry ghosts, etc., but this team is also four people, three of them are bald, but they are about the same as Niu Dachun, and there is a person in a night suit, and the weapon in his hand is actually a shovel, which is very weird, and several people are very happy, excited to discuss something.

Woowoo!!!

With the terrible cry brought by the yin wind, everyone saw a large number of ghosts rushing out of the weak water river, these ghosts were all red and crazy, obviously infected by resentment, they had no sense, only knew killing.

The ghosts are overwhelming, countless ghosts and monsters rushed towards the Jiming Mountain, most of them are evil ghosts, and there are some strange aquatic monsters, for a while, the ghosts cry wolf howl, and the resentment is soaring.

The favorable terrain and strong teams scattered at the front have already begun to fight, and after a while, Zhang Fan and several people were also overwhelmed by monsters, and from the sky, these teams and players looked like lonely boats in the ocean.

Players have their own magical powers, dealing with a large number of ghosts, and the newcomers have finally realized what is extremely dangerous, and the task is to survive, because in a wave of impact, there are teams that are not able to measure themselves to be destroyed.

The four people are like the spirit of the Four Elephant Tower, guarding the four directions, Du Weitong did not turn into his true appearance, but his body flickered, the ghost blade in his hand harvested one ghost after another, and the growth of plants around her continued to entangle these ghosts.

Niu Dachun's body flashed with golden light, holding a cucumber and green thorn stick, powerful and heavy, and attached to a layer of Vermilion Bird Fire, the golden light was gorgeous, the fire was raging, killing endlessly, and firmly guarding one side.

Niu Xiaomei is also very eye-catching, her body is as smart as a snake, she seems to be drifting with the tide under the impact of a large number of ghosts, her body can always twist incredibly to avoid damage, and at the same time she has a slender long sword with water waves in her hand, every swing is like a tsunami, sparkling, killing one ghost after another.

The west is also the direction where the ghosts are rushing, and as the demon king, several people will arrange the strongest people here by default, and at the same time take charge of killing.

Zhang Fan's thick bone (gold) took effect, and with the blessing of the White Tiger Star of the Four Elephant Array, the flying sword was like lightning, shuttling back and forth, even the elite ghosts couldn't bear the blow of the flying sword.

"Damn, you pervert, don't you have to move." Niu Dachun turned around and saw Zhang Fan sitting cross-legged on the ground and didn't move.

The other two also looked back and saw Zhang Fan so relaxed, and they were speechless.

Thirty-seven flying swords seemed to form a sword net enveloping the entire west, flying back and forth, and in front of him was two spirit snakes, one black and one white, flying and spinning, like a protector of the law, even if there was a fish that slipped through the net, the golden body would be killed by the double snakes.

And Zhang Fan sat in front of the formation, holding the ghost white bone banner, if there is a divine eye spell, you can see that countless ghost souls that were killed are like a tide into the ghost white bone banner, such a dense killing, it is simply to make up for the repair of his ghost white bone banner.

"Wow, this baby is jealous, no, it's too embarrassing not to show your hand." Niu Xiaomei screamed, and the sword waves in her hand flowed, like the raging waves of the sea, defeating the dozens of ghosts in front of her.

Curse !!

The real martial arts phantom appeared, dozens of illusory souls were shocked, dyed with a layer of golden light, and they had just been killed and became a ghost, and became Niu Xiaomei's protector ghost.

"Little ones, kill me." Niu Xiaomei sat on the ground with her buttocks, took out a spirit fruit and shouted while gnawing on it.

Dozens of ghosts glowing with golden light seemed to have been purified, and their sanity was clear, and they lined up neatly and fought in an orderly manner to protect Niu Xiaomei.

"Damn, you two perverts are enough." Niu Dachun looked at the efficiency of killing monsters, and then looked at his own jumping up and down, although the power is not small, but no matter how you look at it, I feel that Nima is low.

Zhang Fan turned a deaf ear, he was already completely immersed in the joy of repairing the ghost white bone flag, there were too many teams in Jinji Mountain, too many ghosts were killed at the same time, and there were countless broken souls.

In just half an hour, the number of demons in the two layers of hell has reached the upper limit of the current stage, 30,000 per layer.

Zhang Fan had to start using ordinary ghosts to combine the hundred ghosts, although the conversion rate was very low, but depending on the situation, he might be able to make up enough for the real hundred ghosts to walk at night today.

"Look, a few hundred meters to the southwest, is that a refreshed fixed elite bastard?" Niu Dachun said loudly.

Several people turned their heads, and sure enough, they saw a blue mixed bead the size of a watermelon on a stone pillar of nearly two meters.

"Quick, quick, kill it, don't let them get ahead of the game." Niu Xiaomei said.

"I'm afraid there will be strife." Du Weitong said.

"Strife, then fight, you follow me, kill the past." Zhang Fan decisively stood up and launched the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, and the flying sword opened the way.

Several surrounding teams or teams discovered this bastard, and the storm was stirred for a while......