Feng Fan's mind moved, a round of tomorrow appeared in the void, the earth immediately became extremely bright, and tomorrow emitted ten thousand golden rays, when countless golden rays 'shot' the corpse beetle, the corpse beetle turned invisible in an instant.

"Huh, this is ......" An exclamation came from the void, and it was vaguely audible that it was the voice of a big man in the square.

"Boy, what is this?" Gradually, the corpse beetle in front of the ground spread out a space, and the voice of a big man condensed out, and the big man let out a surprised sound.

"Hehe, I won't tell you, you can't keep a blind eye!" Feng Fan's cold voice echoed around.

"Boy, as a mid-consummation initial level monk, you can only exert the strength equivalent to that of an early consummation initial level monk, I don't know if you are injured or other reasons, but no matter what, you will not be able to escape death today!" The rather illusory big man's face suddenly 'revealed' an angry look, and said with a fierce look.

In fact, Feng Fan looked like a mid-consummation initial level monk because he swallowed the Tizhen Spirit Pill, but because he was able to exert the strength equivalent to that of an early consummation initial level monk as a mid-stage Dacheng monk, he was misunderstood by the Biao-shaped man.

"Don't talk nonsense, just use what you can do. Feng Fan said coldly.

"Look for death!" the big man waved his hands, and countless corpse beetles rushed towards Fengfan like a 'tide'.

Seeing countless demon beasts surging towards him, Feng Fan's right hand flashed, and a golden 'colored' shield suddenly appeared in front of him. Feng Fan raised his hand and pointed, and the golden 'colored' shield rushed towards the countless corpse beetles that flew down.

The corpse beetle slammed into the shield countless times, and the two collided and became entangled. The corpse beetle attacked the shield like a thunderbolt, emitting a strange black 'color' streamer. When the brilliance flickered, the violent spiritual power surged out, 'excited' and 'swinging', and countless voices sounded endlessly. After a few breaths, all the corpse beetles were invisible.

With a flick of one hand, a long sword appeared in his hand. The big man threw the long sword, the long sword trembled, and it shook like a crane dancing in the sky, and the brilliant brilliance burst out.

The big man pointed with one hand, and the long sword disappeared out of thin air. The next moment, the long sword suddenly appeared above Feng Fan's head, and the sword qi was like a 'wave', slashing towards Feng Fan. Feng Fan pointed at the golden 'colored' shield, and the shield rose into the sky.

With a sound of "Zheng", the long sword and the shield collided together, emitting a brilliant cold light, and the monstrous spiritual power flashed, and the two were unable to hold each other for a while, and the huge force swept away.

The big man raised his hand and pointed at it, and a blue 'color' true yuan flashed away. The next moment, Zhenyuan was absorbed by the long sword. Under the attention of Zhenyuan, the long sword suddenly 'forced' people with aura, brave as a god, and a huge force spurted out, slashing the shield like a meteor rainstorm. The golden-colored shield retreated and fell downward. Feng Fan's clothes fluttered, and an arm-thick pillar of golden 'colored' light rushed out.

The moment the golden beam of light hit the shield, the golden light began to rise on the shield, and the momentum of the shield became extremely powerful. A sonorous sound of 'crossing' suddenly came out, and the powerful force seemed to be about to collapse the void, exuding a suffocating coercion.

The sword and the golden-colored shield clashed, entangled, and froze. The attacks conjured by the two people's divine senses did not give in, and erupted in this empty place. And on the ground, countless corpse beetles were still impacting the surrounding sea of fire, and although countless corpse beetles were burned to ashes, there were still more demon beasts rushing towards them.

The surrounding sea of fire seemed to be gradually shrinking, and the momentum was gradually weakening. And the air is still pouring out of the ten thousand golden rays, hit by the golden rays, the corpse beetles die out in pieces, but it can't stop more corpse beetles from coming, this area is like a purgatory, filled with monsters, a sea of fire, and the battle between the two monks.

As time passed, the illusory face of the big man 'revealed' an unbelievable look. "Boy, I didn't expect you, as a mid-stage initial level cultivator, to have such a powerful divine sense. In that case, I have no choice but to enter the sea of your knowledge and see what secrets are inside. The big man roared, then sealed his hands, and then pinched a few legal decisions.

The surrounding scene suddenly disappeared, but Feng Fan felt that he had become incomparably smaller, as if he appeared in a dim area in the form of a primordial infant soul. On the opposite side, there was a purple 'colored' primordial infant suspended in mid-air, and this primordial infant vaguely had the appearance of a big man.

"Boy, don't think that you can be arrogant with your ghost banner and the ghost ghost equivalent to the level of cultivation in the human tribulation period, today I will destroy your sea of knowledge and make you an idiot, your ghost ghost flag and all the ghosts will belong to me, hahahahaha......" The soul of the big Han Yuan couldn't hide its madness, and in the end, it let out bursts of smug laughter.

"Don't be too complacent, every monk who entered my sea of knowledge was so arrogant before, but in the end, I was the only one who survived, and all those monks were killed, including the Yuan Infant Soul of an injured Immortal Demon Realm monk not long ago!" Feng Fan Yuan Infant Soul sneered.

"Then I'd like to see what means you have to be able to kill the soul of a high-ranking monk. "The soul of the big Han Yuan Infant flickered, and between the flashes of purple light, a purple 'colored' flying sword suddenly appeared. The soul of the big Han Yuanying opened his mouth and spit out a breath of spiritual energy, which landed on the flying sword, and countless purple lightning burst out on the purple 'colored' flying sword.

"Die!" "After the Biao-shaped Great Han Yuanying Soul roared, the purple 'colored' flying sword soared into the air, and it bounced out under the Biao-shaped Great Han Yuanying Soul, with a brilliant purple lightning, and slashed fiercely towards the Fengfan Yuanying Soul.

"I don't know how thick the sky is!" Feng Fan Yuanying's soul shouted angrily, and then his heart moved, and a golden 'colored' giant sword rushed to the sky. With a "Zheng" sound, the moment the two swords met, the void seemed to tremble, as if stagnating. The two weapons collided together, and the ferocious power spread out in all directions, like a monster that had just awakened, raging wildly.

Under the gaze of the frightened eyes of the Biao-shaped Han Yuanying Soul, the purple 'colored' flying sword broke inch by inch, while the golden 'colored' flying sword was unexpectedly intact. "This is ...... impossible!" the soul of the big Han Yuan Infant jumped violently in his heart, and cried out in a lost voice.

"Go!" After Feng Fan Yuan Infant Soul let out a low cry, the golden 'colored' flying sword rushed towards the opposite Yuan Infant Soul.

"No......" The Biao-shaped Han Yuanying Soul let out a miserable scream, and was stabbed by the golden sword without any suspense, and it turned into a blue 'color', that is, the Yuanying Soul level of the Dacheng stage monk.

"Boy, who are you, why am I, as a peak level monk in the late stage of consummation, helpless against you?" the Biao-shaped Han Yuan Infant whispered weakly.

"I said a long time ago that the souls of all the monks who came to me to know the sea have been exterminated by me, including the souls of the monks of the Immortal Demon Realm. Feng Fan Yuanying said happily.

"Is the senior...... is it the doppelganger of the monk of the immortal and demon realm, the little one has eyes and no beads, offended the seniors, and asked the seniors to spare the lives of the juniors. The juniors can be slaves to the seniors, as long as the seniors don't kill the juniors, the juniors can do anything!"

"Hehe, since you have this realization, I will refine you into a ghost!" Feng Fan's heart moved, and the golden sword flew back, piercing the soul of the Biao-shaped Han Yuan Infant again. The moment the soul of the Yuanying of the Biao-shaped Han was penetrated by the golden sword for the second time, it turned from a blue 'color' to a green 'color', and it became the soul level of a Yuanying level monk!

"Your soul now poses no threat to me. Feng Fan smiled proudly, then his heart moved, and he left his sea of knowledge.

In the square, the big man with a languid face and a heart full of fear. Originally, I saw that the opponent drove out a ghost equivalent to the level of human tribulation period cultivation, and cast a divine soul spell on Feng Fan, and later entered the opponent's sea of consciousness to attack the opponent's divine soul, but not only did he not have an advantage, but he was also severely injured by the opponent. Looking at the ghosts around him who had come back to life, the big man was completely desperate. Because now not only the divine soul has been hit hard, but also the big man can only exert the strength equivalent to the Yuan Infant Stage monk, not to mention these five ghosts, even the mid-consummation monk opposite, he has absolutely no hope of escaping.

"If you don't want to suffer, give your soul. "Feng Fan raised one hand, and a black 'colored' bag flew out. "There's no way back for you, because your soul has been so badly damaged that you don't even have a chance to blow yourself up. Feng Fan said arrogantly.

"Boy, refining me into a ghost is basically the same as destroying the form and gods, I won't just do this. The big man glared at Feng Fan resentfully, said with a red face, and then opened more than a dozen talismans, in a vain attempt to be a trapped beast.

Feng Fan waved the magic banner with a smile on his face, and the five ghosts attacked the big man. After a few breaths, when all the defenses formed by the talisman around the big man's body were broken, the big man was cut off by a flying sword without any suspense.

Feng Fan pointed at the soul bag, and the bag flew out. The Yuan Infant of the battered big man flew out, with endless fear on his little face. "You're so thirsty for killing, you're going to die a good death in the future......" The Biao-shaped Han Yuan infant-like screamed like a madman, but was quickly sucked in by the dementor bag, and his voice was completely annihilated.

Feng Fan let out a long sigh of relief, this battle actually consumed a huge amount of divine sense, which made Feng Fan faintly tired. After hesitating for a moment, Feng Fan took out a Divine Replenishing Pill and swallowed it, and in an instant, Feng Fan's divine sense returned to its peak state.