With the urging of the array talisman, Luo Yanhongyu waved her hand lightly, and six pillars of light as thick as an arm suddenly appeared around Feng Fan. The huge ripples of cyan rippled out, and the color quickly became darker. Finally, the cyan light enveloped Fengfan, who was already trapped in the bluestone henge.

Lin Shengtong showed a smug smile, because he knew the power of the bluestone formation to the Qi Gathering Stage cultivators. And when Phantom Yue Zhenren saw that Feng Fan was trapped in the Bluestone Formation, he couldn't help but change his complexion, and all the other monks of the Flying Heaven Sect were also worried about Feng Fan.

Luo Yanhong took the red silk, took out a piece of super-grade crystal jade in her left hand, and quickly absorbed the true yuan from it, and at the same time, the magic technique of her right hand changed, and the bluestone array was sensational.

Feng Fan was observing the surrounding situation in the formation, and when he saw countless boulders swarming towards him, he immediately swung his spear to resist the attacks of countless boulders. Countless stone powders flew all over the sky, forming a thick cyan mist, making the stone platform a little dark.

Feng Fan's sleeve robe waved, and a silver light shield spirit rune flew out. Soon, a silver light mask formed around Feng Fan's body.

Bluestone was still roaring, and countless boulders were flying wildly, as if they were about to destroy everything in the array. Whenever the boulder approached Fengfan, it was blocked by the silver curtain of light around its body.

Luo Yanhong frowned slightly outside the formation, threw away the crystal jade that had been sucked dry of the true yuan, and moved her right hand slightly, and a high-level talisman appeared. With the influx of Luo Yanhong Zhenyuan, the talisman turned into dozens of silver needles.

Under the control of Luo Yanhong's divine sense, the bluestone henge revealed a passage more than a foot wide, and then under the rapid finger of Luo Yanhong's hands, dozens of silver rays went straight to Fengfan like meteors chasing the moon, and a sound of breaking the air lingered in Fengfan's ears.

Feng Fan saw dozens of silver needles flying towards him, his mind moved, and a layer of cyan light mask immediately appeared between the silver light mask and his body. In order to prevent the Silver Light Mask from being defeated, Feng Fan opened the True Yuan Imperial Shield.

Countless muffled sounds came out, and all the silver needles hit the silver light mask, and the silver light curtain still showed an indestructible appearance despite the fluctuations that occurred. Gradually, the silver needles dissipated into nothingness, and the silver mask remained intact, but the color became extremely dull.

Everyone was shocked, because the silver light mask spirit rune had already spent a lot of true yuan to resist the bluestone henge before, and after experiencing the attack of the silver needle rune, it was unexpectedly intact.

Many monks speculated that Feng Fan must have injected too much of the ontological true element into the silver light mask, which also showed that Feng Fan's strength was extremely strong.

Feng Fan received the silver light shroud spirit rune, and continued to resist the attack of the boulder with a spear magic weapon. Not long after, the bluestone henge turned into nothingness, which was caused by the fact that the bluestone henge spirit rune had exhausted the true essence sealed in it.

Luo Yanhong's hands changed, and a huge ball of blood light suddenly appeared, and the blood light expanded rapidly, quickly turning into a blood-red python about a few feet thick. The giant python stared at Feng Fan with a pair of copper bell-like eyes, and glared at Feng Fan fiercely.

After Luo Yanhong's coquettish scream, the blood python shuttled like lightning, shooting out from Luo Yanhong's hands with violent killing intent, and rushed towards Fengfan. Feng Fan swung his spear, and with the red light, the spear first turned into a pillar, and then rushed towards the blood python.

The blood python bit on the spear with its teeth and claws, and after a dull loud bang, the violent True Yuan fluctuations raged in all directions, as if to tear everything around. The two exuded the power of destroying the sky, and the blood light in the air flickered, sending out violent shocks.

After countless fierce fights, the blood python finally disappeared without a trace, and the spear changed back to its original color. Luo Yanhong's face turned even paler, staring at Feng Fan, a look of despair flashed across her face.

Luo Yanhong's right hand moved slightly, and a talisman appeared, and with the rapid injection of Zhenyuan, a layer of cyan shield appeared around Luo Yanhong's body. In order to defend against the possible attacks of the opponent, Luo Yanhong opened a high-level defense talisman of the earth attribute in advance.

Feng Fan wielded the spear, and the spear immediately emitted a brilliant red light, and the dazzling brilliance exuded a strong murderous aura. Feng Fan's right hand was raised, and the spear shot out with a sharp voice that broke through the air. The spear was shining brightly, and the wind was monstrous.

Feng Fan continued to control the spear with his Divine Sense True Yuan, frantically attacking the cyan shield around Luo Yanhong's body. Bursts of dull sounds were endless, the spear and the shield kept colliding, and bursts of true yuan fluctuations burst out.

As the cyan shield continued to oscillate, Luo Yanhong's face became more and more ugly. Finally, with a loud bang, the cyan shield completely collapsed. Luo Yanhong's body moved sharply to the side, dodging the spear's fierce attack. Feng Fan made a move with his right hand, and the spear flew back.

Luo Yanhong's hands changed, and countless blood lights gushed out, rapidly turning into countless blood columns around her body. The blood pillar began to rotate rapidly, and finally completely enveloped Luo Yanhong, as if she had lost her figure.

Feng Fan put the spear into the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring, and the magic technique of his right hand changed, and as the True Yuan frantically poured out, a cloud of silver light appeared in front of his right hand. The silver light then rapidly expanded, instantly forming countless tiny ice picks.

Feng Fan's right hand was raised, and countless silver rays flew out. The size of the ice picks suddenly increased as they moved forward, and at the same time they dispersed, flying towards Luo Yanhong like a rain of ice in the sky.

As countless crisp crashing sounds resounded in his ears, Yinmang collided with the pillar of blood, and when the ice pick crushed the pillar of blood that rotated in front of Luo Yanhong, the pillar of blood in other positions around his body quickly blocked in front of him. In the end, all the ice picks were all wiped out, and the number of blood pillars seemed to be a little less, and Luo Yanhong's figure gradually became clearer.

Feng Fan continued to attack Luo Yanhong with the icicle technique, and after several fierce collisions, the blood pillars around Luo Yanhong's body had been exhausted. At this time, Luo Yanhong's face was pale and tired.

When Feng Fan cast the icicle again, a strange look flashed on Luo Yanhong's face. As the dense ice picks struck the pillar of blood again, the pillar of blood was completely defeated. The remaining icicles continued to move forward, but at this time Luo Yanhong's figure was lost, and the icicles were blocked by the prohibition around the stone platform, and finally all of them were reduced to nothing.

Seeing the opponent's figure disappear suddenly, Feng Fan suddenly had a bad omen in his heart. With a sharp turn of thought, Feng Fan flipped over with one hand, and the spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

Luo Yanhong suddenly appeared on the left side of Feng Fan's body, and with the wave of her jade hand, the red silk bloomed with a shocking murderous aura, and she was close to Feng Fan in an instant.

Feng Fan held the spear horizontally in front of him, the spear and the red silk burst out with a brilliant brilliance, and Luo Yanhong's body disappeared again. Feng Fan frowned slightly, it seemed that the opponent should also be an illusion.

Luo Yanhong constantly appeared around Feng Fan's body, launching fierce and ferocious sneak attacks again and again. It's just that Feng Fan dissolves it every time, after all, Feng Fan's divine sense is extremely powerful, so if a Qi Gathering Period monk wants to sneak attack him, it will be difficult to succeed.