The brown-clothed monk hurriedly pointed at the golden halberd, and the golden halberd let out a long roar, and the golden mangs were in full bloom, and countless golden halberds surged out. Most of the golden mangs went towards the Lonely Soul Corpse King, while a small part rushed towards Feng Fan. Feng Fan pointed with his right hand to the white bone shield in front of him that had resisted the fire dragon's attack and had not yet collapsed, and the white bone shield greeted him.

The sound of "whoosh" sounded one after another. All the golden rays were blocked by the white bone shield, and after a fierce grappling, the golden rays turned into nothingness. Most of the golden rays that flew towards the Lonely Soul Corpse King slammed into the shield Gu Bao in front of the Lonely Soul Corpse King, making a dull sound, and a small number of them bypassed the Gu Bao and stuck on the Lonely Soul Corpse King. Because the humanoid puppets inhabited by the Lonely Soul Corpse King were extremely strong, and the brown-clothed monk was injured first, these golden rays only formed some subtle nicks on the humanoid puppets, but the Lonely Soul Corpse King's divine soul was not damaged at all.

The Lonely Soul Corpse King raised the scimitar in his hand, and countless blades shot out. Without looking, the brown-robed monk flicked his left hand to his side, and the cyan shield suddenly appeared, and then met it. The brown-clothed monk then raised his right hand, and the golden halberd flew out, heading straight for Fengfan.

Feng Fan pointed at the white bone shield, and the white bone shield quickly greeted him. Feng Fan then slapped his body, and a layer of silver light appeared around his body again.

Seeing Feng Fan use a heaven-level talisman that was no different from before, the brown-clothed monk's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't know what treasures his opponent had. The blades on his side all hit the cyan shield, and at this moment, many subtle cuts appeared on the shield, but in the end, all of the attacks of the Lonely Soul Corpse King were resolved.

And the golden halberd had already met the white bone shield at this time, and a huge True Yuan fluctuation surged around, causing the silver light mask around Feng Fan's body to produce a slight fluctuation.

After a few breaths, the bone shield dissolved into nothingness. Under the control of the brown-clothed monk, the golden halberd plunged into the silver light mask around Feng Fan's body, and as the brown-clothed monk Zhen Yuan continued to pour out, the golden halberd issued a rapid attack on the silver light mask.

Seeing that the brown-clothed monk was attacking his master, the Lone Soul Corpse King roared angrily, and the scimitar in his hand flew out, slashing at the brown-clothed monk. The brown-clothed monk spewed a breath of essence at the cyan shield with a solemn face, and the cyan shield skyrocketed.

The scimitar slashed hard at the cyan shield, and with a loud "boom", the cyan shield suddenly shrank a few points, and then began to move back slowly. The brown-clothed monk bit his finger, and then his hand shot a drop of blood at the cyan shield, which was so blue that it stopped moving back as if it had taken a tonic, and made countless impacts with the scimitar that kept attacking, and the power of the two was equal to that of each other.

Seeing that the silver light shield around his body trembled violently under the rapid attack of the golden halberd, Feng Fan's face changed slightly, and his left hand flipped over, and a Heavenly Thunder Breaking Talisman appeared in his hand. With a flick of Feng Fan's left finger, the talisman flew out. In mid-air, the Heavenly Thunder Breaking Talisman turned into a black Heavenly Thunder, carrying a powerful momentum and heading straight for the brown-clothed monk.

"How many heaven-level talismans does this kid have!" the brown-clothed monk cursed in his heart as his face changed drastically, and then his body retreated, and at the same time, with a flick of his left hand, a short sword magic weapon flew towards the heavenly thunder. The brown-clothed monk refused to give up, and pointed his right hand at the light mask in front of him, and the cyan light mask surged and turned into a substantial shield.

The golden halberd was attacking the opponent, and the shell of the giant foot demon beetle was defending against the attack of the Lonely Soul Corpse King of the same level, so the brown-clothed monk could only throw out a magic weapon casually when facing the opponent's Heavenly Thunder attack, and then strengthen the True Yuan Imperial Shield in front of him.

With a loud "boom", the short sword magic weapon thrown by the brown-clothed monk was blown away under the effect of the explosive force of the heavenly thunder, and the heavenly thunder aftermath mercilessly slammed into the shield condensed by the true yuan in front of the brown-clothed monk. A dull sound came out, and the brown-clothed monk snorted, and the True Yuan Imperial Cover in front of him was quickly defeated, and the heavenly thunder aftermath slammed into the brown-clothed monk's body, and blood spurted out of the brown-clothed monk's mouth.

"Boy, since you are so desperate, don't blame me for being ruthless!" The brown-clothed monk who had been injured internally looked at Feng Fan's face and became hideous, and the cold words squeezed out from between his teeth, making people feel creepy when they heard it.

The brown-clothed monk flicked his finger at the storage ring, and countless crystals of various grades appeared in front of him, quickly absorbing the true yuan from it while quickly chanting incantations. Countless cyan rays of light surged around its body, and as the cyan light became denser and denser, it quickly enveloped the brown-clothed monk. Faintly, the body of the brown-clothed monk skyrocketed, doubling in size, and the true yuan around him surged, and the green mangs became thicker and thicker.

"Concentrate the Great Law!" Hearing the familiar spell and feeling that the Brown-clothed Monk's cultivation had instantly risen to the initial level of the late stage of Dacheng, Feng Fan let out a low sigh. But at this time, Feng Fan also confirmed one thing, the opponent must not know the blood escape technique, otherwise it would be impossible to fight for the great loss of cultivation and cast the Concentration Divine Dafa without escaping. At this moment, the early peak-level ghost of Dacheng had already defeated the golden dragon that the heaven-level beast soul rune had turned into.

"Boy, count yourself on your eyesight. The face of the brown-clothed monk gradually became clearer, as if he was standing in place like a demon god, his face was full of murderous intent, and his body was full of green light.

Feng Fan's mind moved, and the ghosts and the lonely soul corpse king all disappeared. The opponent's cultivation level had been temporarily raised to the initial level in the late stage of Dacheng, so Feng Fan was not prepared to drive any ghosts to resist the fierce attack launched by the brown-clothed monk next. After all, there are many dangers in the Purple Rainbow Immortal Mansion, and Feng Fan still needs to rely on the help of these two ghosts next. But putting away the two ghost objects didn't mean giving up resistance, because he had countless heaven-level talismans and magic weapons, so even in the face of the two attacks of the late Dacheng monks, Feng Fan was not afraid.

The brown-clothed monk pointed at the golden halberd, and the golden halberd flew up, and at the same time let out a soft groan, and under the injection of the brown-clothed monk's majestic true yuan, the golden halberd soared, and then shot away at Fengfan.

As soon as Feng Fan raised his hand, a talisman flew out, and as the talisman disappeared, a white bone shield appeared in front of Feng Fan. Feng Fan pointed in front of him, and the white bone shield greeted him. With a loud "boom", the attack power of the golden giant halberd was completely dissolved, and it retreated more than a few feet and stopped in the air. The white bone shield turned into countless illusory points of light, and finally disappeared completely.

The brown-clothed monk had a crazy killing intent on his face, and the true yuan around his body surged, and countless short knives suddenly appeared, although all the short knives formed by the true yuan were a little illusory, but they flashed countless cold swords.

"Boy, you can die!" As the Brown-clad Monk howled hoarsely, the Brown-Cloaked Monk pinched a spell with both hands, and countless short knives rained down on Fengfan.

Feng Fan slapped his hands, and the two silver light mask heaven-level talismans were instantly opened, and there were immediately two layers of silver light shields around his body. "No!" the brown-clad monk howled in despair.

Next, all the short knives were plunged into the outer reticle. "Boom, ......", countless muffled sounds were heard endlessly, and Feng Fan, who was standing in the two layers of silver light masks, had a calm and calm look on his face, as if he had not encountered any attack at all. Imagining the Brown Monk refining his soul into a ghost after killing him, Feng Fan couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

The first layer of silver light mask finally collapsed, and the few remaining short knives hit the second layer of light mask, and after a slight muffled sound, all the short knives that had become the end of the strong crossbow dissipated, while the inner silver light mask only trembled a few times, and its inner true yuan was still abundant.

Seeing that the brown-clothed monk was sitting weakly on the ground after launching two attacks, Feng Fan raised his hand with a smile on his face, and a Qinghong sword magic weapon flew out, directly piercing the brown-clothed monk's body. The brown-clothed monk immediately died of rage, with a look of regret, unwillingness, and horror on his face.

After receiving the Qinghong Sword, Feng Fan raised his hand, and the soul bag flew out. No sooner had a blue primordial infant flown out of the Brown-clad Monk's body than it was met with the evil aura gushing out of the Soul Bag.

"Spare me, I'll give you everything on me!" said Blue Yuanying's voice with deep fear. Feng Fan did not hesitate to point at the soul bag, and a powerful suction force was emitted from it, slowly inhaling the blue primordial infant, and the terrible howl of the blue primordial infant gradually disappeared.

After receiving the brown-clothed monk's storage ring and the golden halberds, short swords, and cyan shields made of the shells of the sixth-class giant-footed demon peedes scattered on the ground, Feng Fan set up a soul separation array to search the soul of the brown-clothed monk.

After a long time, Feng Fan stopped, with a hint of a smile on his face. It turned out that this person was a loose cultivator in the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Domains, and by chance he got the jade slip left by Zihong Zhenjun. This time I came to hunt for treasures with confidence, but I didn't expect to die at the hands of an early Huadan monk on the periphery of the Purple Rainbow Immortal Mansion.

Feng Fan used his divine sense to feel the brown-clothed monk's storage ring, which contained nothing but the jade slip and some book slips. Jingyu had been completely consumed in the battle just now, and the only mushroom leaf elixir was swallowed by it.

Feng Fan was a little emotional, seven peak-level ghosts in the late Yuan Infant period were damaged, a peak-level ghost in the early stage of Dacheng and a lonely soul corpse king at the initial level in the early stage of Dacheng had a hard battle, plus it took several heaven-level talismans and countless crystals and jades to kill the brown-clothed monk, this battle was really a heavy loss.

But after thinking about it, Feng Fan was a little happy, the damaged Yuan Infant Cultivation level ghosts would be restored to their original state for a period of time, and the consumed heaven-level talismans could be replenished by copying the phantom life.

Kill the Brown Monk and get his soul, which can not only be refined into a ghost, but also his body can be provided to the Lonely Soul Corpse King. Because the Brown Friar was a casual monk, it can be said that there are very few monks who know him. In addition, he also obtained a golden halberd ancient treasure, a shield made of the shell of a demon beast equivalent to the ancient treasure level, and a short sword magic weapon.