Although it was impossible to feel the cultivation level of the Thunder Demon Sect cultivators outside the magic circle through vision, hearing Feng Nanhe's arrogant words, the hearts of all the disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect sank. Hearing Lin Jingnan's order, he reacted quickly and took the lead in sacrificing magic weapons to attack the front, while the remaining dozens of disciples also launched an attack in the same direction.

When the magic weapon landed in the direction where Feng Nanhe was standing, the figures of all the monks of the Thunder Sha Sect suddenly disappeared. Countless muffled voices rang out, all attacks turned invisible, and the circle looked solid, albeit with slight fluctuations.

The surrounding True Yuan fluctuations made Feng Fan's brows furrow slightly, it seemed that this magic array was a little stronger than the Phantom Array and the Four Evil Spirit Beast Arrays that trapped him and Duan Yunsheng some time ago.

Although there is no effect of confusing and attacking, if this formation cannot be defeated for a long time, it will inevitably greatly reduce the morale of this sect, and the true yuan loss of this sect's monks must be not small. At that time, once the Thunder Sect monk opened the magic circle and then killed it, the monk of this sect could only let the other party slaughter it.

It seems that the only way to explode this array is to use the Purple Jade Divine Bead, but it must not be used blatantly. After all, the senior sister only gave herself one, and she had already used it once last time, and if she took it out and used it this time, the secret of her own replication of the phantom life might be exposed. Although Duan Yunsheng did not participate in this operation, the news of her use of the Purple Jade Divine Bead would also reach her afterwards.

Feng Fan's mind turned sharply, and his body slowly retreated, gradually reaching the end of the Flying Heaven Sect. Feng Fan slapped his chest with his left hand, and a layer of silver light suddenly formed. Feng Fan's right hand moved slightly, and two purple jade divine beads appeared in his hand.

The body did not move, Feng Fan flicked his fingers back, and felt that the two purple jade divine beads were blocked dozens of zhang away from him, Feng Fan used his divine sense to detonate them, and two huge voices resounded around.

The Flying Sect monks were defenseless and all looked horrified, but then they saw that the scene around them became extremely clear, and everyone understood that the magic circle had been eliminated.

Presented in sight were dozens of Thunder Sha Sect monks, and when everyone used their divine senses to judge the level of the monk on the other side, the joy of just getting out of trouble was immediately replaced by a haze.

Although there were only a few dozen people in the Thunder Sha Sect, there were five cultivators in the middle stage of the Transformation Dan, and there was even a middle-aged monk in black in the middle stage of the Transformation Pill. The main factor in determining the victory of the melee in the cultivation realm was the number of high-level monks, and one early Huadan monk could easily handle the attacks of ten late-stage foundation building monks and be invincible, so the Flying Heaven Sect was obviously at a disadvantage.

Because the Thunder Sect monks were all concentrated on the opposite side, they didn't notice the movement of Feng Fan standing at the end, but the explosion made many people understand that the people in the Flying Heaven Sect had used the Purple Jade Divine Bead, the Black Magic Bead, or the Heavenly Thunder Breaking Spirit Rune. But the first two are still the majority, after all, the explosive power of the Heavenly Thunder Breaking Spirit Rune is far less terrifying.

"Don't panic, everyone, rush forward together, try to get as close as possible, don't scatter!" Lin Jingnan's voice fell, and he took the lead in attacking Feng Nanhe. All the disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect also sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and they fought with the Thunder Sect monks.

Feng Fan rushed towards the mid-stage cultivator of the Thunder Demon Sect Sect Pill, and with a wave of his right hand, eight silver needles shot out. The attack on the initial level opponent in the middle stage of the foundation building foundation, the black-clothed middle-aged monk had a sarcastic look on his face, and the True Yuan Imperial Cover instantly appeared around his body, and eight silver needles hit the True Yuan Imperial Cover, producing bursts of violent fluctuations.

The black-clothed middle-aged monk's face changed slightly, and with the attack of the opponent's initial level in the middle stage of the foundation building, it was impossible for his True Yuan Imperial Cover to react at all, but the attack just now was extremely powerful, and it seemed that he wanted to break his True Yuan Imperial Cover.

"Rats, do you dare to fight with me alone?" After receiving the silver needle, Feng Fan used his divine sense to transmit a provocative word to the black clothes, and then opened a ground-level escape talisman, and his body disappeared.

Insulted by such an initial level opponent in the middle stage of foundation building, the black-clothed middle-aged monk was furious, and used his divine sense to explore the general location of Feng Fan, and chased after him without hesitation. Because of the chaos around them, few people paid attention to the departure of the black-clothed middle-aged monk and Feng Fan.

Feng Fan, who was dozens of miles away, moved his right hand slightly, and the Five Elements Xuanmeng Banner flew out of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring, and with the swing of the array flag, the Simple Array of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array was laid out in a very short time.

After a while, the black-clothed middle-aged monk landed opposite Feng Fan, his eyes revealing a cold killing intent. As soon as Feng Fan waved the array flag, the simple magic array of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array was instantly activated, trapping the black-clothed monk in the array.

The black-clothed middle-aged monk was about to attack Feng Fan, when the front suddenly became blue and cloudy, and he lost the figure of his opponent. "Circle!" the blackfriar muttered in his heart.

Without hesitation, Feng Fan sacrificed the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead, and under the attention of a Five Elements Xuanmeng True Yuan, the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead flew into the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array without hindrance. The blackfriar was in confusion, and a green bead appeared in front of him, and the true element in his body then swarmed out, and was continuously absorbed by the green bead in front of him.

"Treasure ...... of the Immortal Demon Realm" Finding that the purple beads were different from the aura of the mortal cultivation realm, the black-clothed monk exclaimed.

"You can die!" Feng Fan's cold words came into the big array. "What kind of treasure is this ......?" the middle-aged monk asked in surprise with the corners of his mouth twitching.

Feng Fan didn't speak, and continued to control the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead to quickly absorb the middle-aged monk's true element. The black-clothed monk slapped the storage bag, and a short knife magic weapon that flashed blue shot out, and when it hit the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead, it was immediately bounced back.

The Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead only retreated a few inches under this blow, and then returned to its original position under the control of Feng Fan's Divine Sense and True Yuan. The black-clothed monk quickly harnessed the short knife magic weapon to attack the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead, but to no avail.

With the rapid passage of the True Yuan in his body, the True Yuan Imperial Shield around the middle-aged monk's body also became extremely dim. The middle-aged monk looked desperate, and finally gritted his teeth and escaped with phantom blood.

With a muffled "bang", the middle-aged monk seemed to hit an invisible object not far away, and fell heavily to the ground. Because of the Phantom Blood Escape, the blackfriar had exhausted the last trace of true element.

Feng Fan sacrifices a magic weapon, easily kills it, and then collects his soul in the Dementor Bag. Throwing out a few pieces of crystal jade to maintain the simple magic circle of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array, and collecting all the contents of the middle-aged monk's storage bag, Feng Fan sent out a flying fire technique to burn the middle-aged monk's body to ashes, and then quickly left.

Returned to the place where the Flying Heaven Sect and the Thunder Sha Sect were fighting, and saw that the two sides were fighting fiercely at this time, although the Flying Heaven Sect monks resisted under the leadership of Lin Jingnan, but because the Lei Sha Sect still had four early Huadan monks, the Flying Heaven Sect was still at an absolute disadvantage despite its absolute superiority in numbers. The corpses of more than a dozen Flying Sect monks had already appeared on the ground, and the Thunder Sect monks had only killed or injured a few.

A Thunder Sect monk at the peak level of the late stage of the brocade foundation building saw Feng Fan and immediately rushed over. Before the person arrived, a flying sword superb magic weapon carried a whistling sound and arrived in front of Feng Fan first.

Feng Fan flicked his right hand, and a talisman flew out, and as the talisman disappeared, a white ice wall appeared in front of him, and with the sound of an ice-breaking sound, the flying sword was blocked by the ice wall.

I thought that with my full sneak attack at a cultivation level higher than my opponent, I could kill my opponent in an instant. Unexpectedly, the opponent was not only extremely alert, but also used the spirit rune extremely quickly to form a defense. Moreover, his own attack did not seem to have much effect on the defensive ice wall formed by the opponent's spirit rune, which made the brocade-clothed monk whose cultivation level was higher than that of Feng Fan a little surprised.

Under normal circumstances, the monks in the middle stage of foundation building urge the spirit runes to resist the attacks of the monks in the late stage of foundation building, and even if the spirit runes cannot be completely scrapped under a single blow, they will be in danger. However, the strongest strength that Feng Fan could exert was between the peak of the late stage of ordinary foundation building and the early initial monk of Huadan, so his defense was extremely powerful.

Without hesitation, the brocade-clothed monk launched a continuous attack on Feng Fan, and the flying sword slammed into the ice wall. Despite the sound of breaking ice, the ice wall remained impregnable. The brocade-clothed monk's face changed slightly, and without hesitation, he patted the spirit beast sac on the other side of his body, and a ball of green qi quickly gushed out.

Under Feng Fan's slightly surprised gaze, that ball of green qi quickly turned into a huge demon beast. This demon beast is like a horse, three feet long, with a strong body, a silver mane erecting on its head and neck, and a pale golden body.

"Silvermane Ghost Horse. Feng Fan's mind immediately appeared with the name of this demon beast. The aura of the second-rank mid-level peak-level demon beast made Feng Fan's face show a solemn expression.

A monk at the peak level in the late stage of foundation building plus a second-class mid-level peak level demon beast can't help but make Feng Fan, who can't use the magic flag and the treasures of the immortal and demon realm at this time, pay attention to it. Feng Fan waved his sleeve robe on both sides, and two superb magic weapons, the Soul Cone and the Qinghong Sword, appeared in front of him.

"Boy, you actually have the magic weapons of the Li Altar Lord and the Fang Altar Master, could it be that they were killed by you back then?" Seeing these two magic weapons, the brocade-clothed monk on the other side immediately recognized them and asked in surprise.

Feng Fan didn't speak, as the true yuan surged out, the two magic weapons shone brightly, Feng Fan pointed at the two magic weapons respectively, and the soul cone shot towards the brocade-clothed monk, while the Qinghong sword flew towards the silver-maned ghost horse.

Seeing Feng Fan attacking without saying a word, the brocade-clothed monk was extremely angry in his heart, and with a slap of the storage bag, a yellow shield appeared in front of him.

With a "Zheng" sound, the soul cone slammed into the yellow shield, and a powerful aura was transmitted from the shield. Feeling a violent fluctuation of spiritual power, the brocade-clothed monk immediately poured his true yuan into the shield quickly, and was able to barely resist the impact of this powerful spiritual power fluctuation. The brocade-clothed monk was shocked in his heart, his opponent seemed to be at the initial level of the middle stage of foundation building, but he didn't expect his attack power to be so powerful.

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