"Let's go." Niu Dachun's Buddha beads suddenly became larger, supporting him into the air.

A pair of purple butterfly wings appeared behind Zhou Wanxi, and Ruan Yanluo jumped onto the back of the flying bird.

"You're the only one left."

Seeing that Zhang Fan didn't take off, everyone immediately surrounded a large number of players.

Ten Thousand Swords: Chaos!

A large number of flying swords rained down.

"Shield!"

Those players either raised their shields, or cast various protective spells, and continued to rush over with flying swords, and some players even released long-range spells to attack Zhang Fan.

But several layers of earthen walls appeared in front of Zhang Fan, resisting all kinds of attacks, and at the same time, Zhang Fan's sword seal changed.

A large number of flying swords swirled, forming a terrifying sword whirlwind, and suddenly screamed.

The radius of fifteen meters was all shrouded by the sword qi cyclone, and when the flying swords disappeared, all the players in the range were basically crushed by the sword qi, and only a very small number of players with life-saving items or spells escaped by luck.

"Don't retreat, he is only one person after all, we go up to the top, when we can touch him remotely, it will be his death."

This sentence dispelled the players who were already a little afraid, but Zhang Fan didn't care, and said lightly: "It's a pity that you can't keep me, the reason why I flew last was because I flew too fast." ”

Before Zhang Fan's words were finished, his figure rose into the sky, and in a moment he had already joined several people in the team.

"All the flying demon clans and those who can fly, what are you waiting for, just watching them run away?"

The figures in each team flew up one by one, and all kinds of flying demon clans, ghost cultivators, or some players who had achieved Neidan took off.

However, the players who can fly now are not very slow, so they are stronger than running, and they consume a lot of mana.

On the contrary, the demon clan of various birds is like a fish in water, and the speed is very fast, at least exceeding the average speed of the team.

Zhang Fan said: "Wanxi, you don't have to worry about defense, give them all the treatment and assistance, I will take care of all the defense, and the other three you can only attack." ”

"Hahaha, this sentence Lao Tzu likes the most." Niu Dachun laughed loudly, stepped on the Buddha beads, and a cucumber and green thorn stick appeared in his hand, and suddenly met a few flying birds.

Transformed into their original form, they can basically only rely on their own instincts and talents to fight, and they only have sharp claws.

Zhang Fan controlled the flying sword to whirl, surrounded several people, resisted long-range spells and attacks, and turned into a prototype skeleton form.

And using the weather, this time instead of summoning thunder and lightning and heavy rain, the wind in the sky was strengthened according to the situation.

A few people didn't feel anything, and there was even a wind pushing them forward quickly, but around a few people was the wind roaring, turbulent currents, even if the birds became demons, after all, they were also players, many of them were crooked, and some of the unlucky ones fell directly.

The players below are extremely envious, and for the first time they realized what the world of gods and demons is, and how much it is to lose if they can't fly.

Just like now, no matter how powerful they are, they can only look at and drool if they can't fly.

Du Weitong attacked the enemy on the left, and as a dragon cloud and mist, the water and fire were controlled, so that those birds could not get close to her at all, or turned into a torch in the air, or were frozen and fell down.

Ruan Yanluo manipulated the main battle puppet and launched the Fire Cloud Arm, each punch was like a flaming meteor, and no flying demon clan could withstand her punch and would fall, turning into a real flame meteor.

Zhou Wanxi was not idle, while treating the three of them, she also kept ejecting Gu worms one by one to the bodies of those birds, making those demon clans who had planted Gu worms miserable.

The best thing is that the feathers keep falling off and grow blood blisters, and the bad thing is that it corrodes the soul or viscera, and it hurts.

Among them, the most vigorous is Niu Dachun, the cucumber green thorn stick in his hand has turned into a huge stick with spikes for dozens of meters.

The cucumber green thorn stick was danced out of the flower by him, like a huge propeller, plus a weight of hundreds of catties, he was injured if he touched it casually, and he died when he kowtowed.

Several people used him as an arrow, extremely powerful, originally the first few were eagles, griffins and birds of prey, relying on their large size and speed, wanting to be the first to win Niu Dachun.

As a result, the two sides collided, and in less than a moment, feathers flew in the sky, wings were broken, skulls were broken, and the fall was extremely miserable.

As the team galloped in the sky, flying demons continued to fall, like dumplings.

Zhang Fan kept shaking the ghost banner in his hand, and the souls of one by one players wailed and were swept into hell and became hellish ghosts, Zhang Fan disliked that they were not even elites, and they could not devour a hundred ghosts at all, so they could only go to hell to fill up.

And one by one the corpses were also absorbed into the ghost white bone banner, of course, the quality is still poor, not even an elite.

What's even more terrifying is that the souls of these players are put into the hell of the ghost's white bone banner, and they can't get out at all.

They are faced with two choices, that is, the consciousness has been in the ghost, struggling in hell, and has the opportunity to devour the ghost king and leave here, or give up the soul and the true spirit goes to the underworld rebirth pool to reshape the soul body.

What's even worse is that if the soul incarnation drops in rank, the magic power can still be retained, and the true spirit incarnation will not drop one order, learning the spell will be forgotten, and the main skill will also be weakened by one layer.

These players are terrified, they don't know where they are or how they ended up in hell.

What was terrifying was that they saw a huge figure wrapped in a thick black mist, and as they breathed, some of the ghosts were absorbed uncontrollably at all.

Many of these players forsaken their souls in pain, and their true spirits returned to the underworld.

In the outside world, those players of several races who can fly, it is not strange that ghosts can fly, the witch clan, the wingless demon clan, and the human race basically have a magic weapon, and they are the backbone of intercepting everyone.

Although the Bird Demon Clan players suffered heavy casualties, it also played a certain role in blocking and giving these people a chance to surround them.

"The cheap cow is so arrogant, the sky and the earth are all over the world, and the disease is sick!"

A third-order wind witch who resists the wind unravels a seemingly old broken fishing net on his shoulder, and as the fishing net flies, the broken fishing net catches the wind.

It suddenly became a three-meter square, facing Niu Dachun as a hood.

Niu Dachun wanted to dodge, but he was not as fast as the heaven and earth net, and he was suddenly restrained, and the golden fishing net buckled Niu Dachun.

A flying eagle roared, grabbed the fishing net and dragged Niu Dachun towards his camp, and Niu Dachun kept struggling in the fishing net, although he was not bad, but it was difficult to break free from the shackles of the fishing net.

"Old cow, blow him up."

While Zhang Fan continued to control the flying sword and the weather as he spoke, the skull flew to the front of the team, taking the place of Niu Dachun, and his eyes continued to shoot out divine light, shooting through the wings of the Flying Bird Demon Clan one by one, causing them to fall.

"What a demon, look at my magic weapon, as anxious as a meteor!" A Terran monk with a flying sword pointed his finger, and a slap meteor hammer flew up, rushing out like a meteor.

And it keeps getting bigger until the meteor hammer becomes the size of a watermelon, and it's wrapped in a layer of real fire.

Zhang Fan sneered, and the skull did not hesitate to meet him......