"Look for death!" Zhan Yufeng turned around and roared angrily, then clenched his right hand into a fist and blasted towards Feng Fan. A huge fist shadow rushed towards Feng Fan, and the fist shadow let out a low air tearing sound because of the extremely fast castration, and the space along the way seemed to be distorted.

Feng Fan's body shook, and he had already moved sideways. The fist shadow actually drew a strange arc in the void, and rushed towards Feng Fanxin's position. Seeing that Feng Fan, who could no longer dodge, quickly flung one hand, and a giant sword conjured up from the Sky Destroying Bead slashed down from the sky.

The cold light of the giant sword flickered, emitting a strange streamer, and slashed hard at the fist shadow. The violent power 'excited' and 'swinging', swept towards the surroundings, the entire arena seemed to be boiling, ten thousand rays of light flashed violently, the true yuan of the two continued to gush out, endless power surged out, and the surrounding prohibitions emitted bursts of 'waves'.

Next, Feng Fan relied on the two special ancient treasures of the Teleportation Bead and the Heaven Destroying Bead, and fought with the Battle Whisper Wind. Whenever the Warword Wind locks onto Feng Fan to attack it, Feng Fan will teleport away.

Even if it is a large-scale attack, Feng Fan will calmly defend with the Extinguishing Dzi. And as soon as the wind of war language stops, it will be attacked by the wind like lightning. The consequence of this is that Feng Fan consumes a limited amount of Divine Consciousness True Element, resulting in a huge loss of Battle Language, Wind Divine Consciousness and True Element!

After a stick of incense, the face was 'pale' and 'gloomy' with both hands pinched, and countless 'waves' swarmed out, and countless skulls instantly emerged around it. Under the traction of the war language's hands, the skull quickly rotated, forming a large array according to a certain trajectory. "Boy, let's taste the taste of the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghost Array!" In addition to the countless skulls, Feng Fan, who could no longer see the surrounding scene, heard a 'yin' laugh in the style of war in his ears.

What the War Language Wind has just laid out is a kind of magical array, called the "Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghosts Array". This kind of circle can be set up in an instant, both to besiege the opponent and to defend it. However, this kind of magic circle that can be laid out in an instant is only effective for monks whose strength is equal to or lower than that of the person who sets it up, and for monks whose strength is higher than that of the person who sets it up, this kind of circle will have no effect and will be defeated in an instant.

One of the biggest advantages of this kind of magic circle is that the arrayer can trap and kill the opponent or resist the opponent's fierce attacks with little loss of true essence and divine sense.

At this time, the battle language wind with huge losses of true yuan and divine consciousness saw that it was impossible to defeat the opponent in a short period of time, so he set up this magic circle in order to consume Feng Fan's true yuan and divine consciousness as soon as possible, so as to defeat Feng Fan's true yuan and divine consciousness after they were exhausted.

Countless skulls spun rapidly around Feng Fan, making all sorts of terrifying sounds, some screaming, some roaring, and some groaning. At a certain moment, a huge grimace appeared on the top of Feng Fan's head, which was covered with blood, and looked extremely hideous.

Grimace opened its bloody mouth, and a huge red 'colored' ball of light fell straight down from the top of Feng Fan's head like a dark cloud. Halfway towards Feng Fan, the red 'color' ball of light burst open, turning into countless blood blades in the shaking, surging towards Feng Fan like an overwhelming force.

Feng Fan single-handedly extinguished the dzi, a silver ray of light frantically condensed, and a silver 'colored' shield rose into the sky, soaring at the same time. "Crackling...... countless blood blades hit the silver 'colored' shield, and under the 'intertwining' of the two, the blood mist was filled, exuding a breath that shook the sky and the earth. The shield shrank rapidly, and the blade of blood quickly dissipated, collided with several breaths, and the two disappeared almost simultaneously.

With a grimace, a bloody knife came out of his body and rushed towards Feng Fan. With a flicker, a silver 'colored' flying sword soared into the sky like flowing water. With a "boom", the blood knife and the flying sword met, emitting a monstrous light.

Under the flash of inspiration, the two were unable to hold each other for a while. The grimace opened his mouth, and a cloud of blood mist splattered down, and was swallowed up by the blood knife. The bloody knife is bloody, it seems to be a bloodthirsty beast, and its momentum skyrockets, forcing the flying sword to slowly descend, and there is a great tendency to shoot down the silver "color" flying sword. And after the grimace spewed out this cloud of blood mist, not only did the volume shrink a little, but the complexion also dimmed a little, and it looked a little sluggish.

Feng Fan raised his hand and pointed at it, and a thumb-thick cyan 'color' light flashed and disappeared, and then it was absorbed by the Heaven Destroying Dzi. Gu Bao's aura suddenly 'forced' people, and a silver-white 'colored' pillar of light spewed out, rushing towards the silver-colored flying sword like a meteor rainstorm. The moment this pillar of light was swallowed by the silver 'colored' flying sword, the flying sword shone brightly, stopped falling, and the blood knife was in a stalemate again.

Feng Fan pointed five fingers, and five black magic beads rushed towards the air like thunder. When the black magic bead was close to the grimace, it exploded directly, and a sound that shocked the world came out, and the violent power poured out, sweeping towards the grimace one after another. The grimace trembled violently, and disappeared directly under the blow of the huge force, and the bloody knife that fought with the flying sword also turned invisible in the moment after the grimace disappeared.

There was a big tremor around him, countless skulls began to transform, some familiar faces of Feng Fan appeared one after another, and the "monks" who had been killed by Feng Fan rushed towards Feng Fan one after another, sending out various attacks. To Feng Fan's shock, the attack force of these "monks" was exactly the same as when Feng Fan was killed.

Feng Fan pointed at the Extinguishing Dzi, and a white 'colored' light mask instantly emerged, completely enveloping Feng Fan without a single gap. "Whoa......" Accompanied by countless dull sounds, the white 'colored' light mask produced a slight tremor under the crazy attacks of the many "monks" around. In addition to the terrifying spiritual power 'waves' around, there are also all kinds of terrifying screams, making this area feel like purgatory!

"This time Cheng Haoxuan is difficult to win, after all, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Ghost Array is an extremely powerful array, even if Cheng Haoxuan relies on high-level exercises and those two special ancient treasures, he can exert the same strength as Senior Brother Zhan, and he is still in a catastrophe. ”

"Yes, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Ghost Array seems to be a nightmare for monks of the same level and lower rank, and every monk of the same level and low level who is trapped in it will eventually be defeated or killed by the fate of being depleted of True Yuan and Divine Sense. ”

"This time, I want to see how Cheng Haoxuan solved this crisis. ”

"When I met Senior Brother Zhan, it was really Cheng Haoxuan's misfortune!"

"Even if Cheng Haoxuan has several Replenishing Divine Pills and countless crystal 'jades', he can't consume Senior Brother Zhan in the end, after all, Senior Brother Zhan's current consumption of True Yuan and Divine Sense is less than one-tenth of Cheng Haoxuan's. ”

"It's not bad for a small mid-stage peak level monk to be able to come to this point, and if you want to defeat Senior Brother Zhan, it's simply wishful thinking!" ...... when Feng Fan was trapped in the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghosts Array, there was a burst of discussion around the arena.

"Boy, admit defeat, this Ten Thousand Ghosts Ghost Array is not something you can defeat. Unless you are able to exert your strength above that of a peak level monk in the early stage of consummation, you will be trapped inside forever until your True Essence and Divine Sense are exhausted. Once that time comes, you may even be killed by mistake, then no wonder I!"

"Hehe, do you think this broken formation of yours can trap me?" came Feng Fan's mockery from within the big array.

"Boy, since you are so arrogant, then die completely in it. The war whisper roared angrily, and under the one-handed pinch, the attack in the large array became even faster.

When Feng Fan in the Great Array heard the words "Unless you can exert the strength of a peak level monk higher than the early stage of consummation", his heart moved, if he used that soul card and exerted the power of a half-level monk who was higher than his strongest strength, he would definitely be able to defeat this Ten Thousand Ghosts Ghost Array.

With this in mind, Feng Fan flipped his left hand after sneering at Zhan Yufeng, and with a flash of blue light, Feng Fan suddenly had a black 'colored' token in his hand. The token was engraved with a golden 'soul' character, and from this word there was an astonishing aura.

As the difficult spell came out of Feng Fan's mouth, his body trembled violently, and his face 'revealed' a painful look. Feng Fan spewed out a breath of 'essence' at the black 'color' token, and his face instantly turned extremely pale. The moment the black 'color' token was contaminated with the 'essence' qi, suddenly the black light flourished, emitting countless evil qi, which became thicker and thicker, and quickly enveloped Feng Fan.

Feng Fan's other hand quickly changed several strange spells, and the token's evil aura became even thicker, like a monster about to wake up, emitting a low humming sound.

In a very short period of time, the black light completely dissipated, and Feng Fan's face, which was originally pale because of the huge amount of 'essence' qi spewed out, suddenly became extremely ruddy, as if he had taken some kind of elixir, and instantly returned to his peak state.

Relying on the soul card, Feng Fan instantly temporarily raised his cultivation to the initial level of the early stage of consummation, and he could send out three attacks or defenses before he fell to the peak level of the middle stage of Dacheng.

If Feng Fan controls his strength to a level and a half higher than his own, plus the increase of half a level of the Heaven Destroying Bead, Feng Fan will be able to exert the strength equivalent to the initial level monk of the late stage of consummation at this time!

Feng Fan put his hands together, and with the sparkle of the Heavenly Extinguishing Dzi above his head, a silver-white 'colored' light cluster appeared in his hands. When Feng Fan's mind moved, the true yuan in his body rushed into the light cluster like a 'tide' of water.

Under the finger of Feng Fan's one hand, the light cluster rose into the air and suddenly turned into countless small swords. The surrounding sword aura was suddenly like a 'wave', emitting a brilliant cold light, and its momentum was extremely powerful. Feng Fan's mind moved, and countless small swords turned into a brilliant white 'color' and shot out, sweeping towards the surroundings.

......When the countless small swords and the surrounding skulls met, the powerful impact caused the space to vibrate, and the huge force was like a storm crashing on the shore, and the violent 'wave' movement spread out in all directions.

The skull vanished with great rapidity, disappearing after a few breaths. And the moment the Ten Thousand Ghosts Ghost Array, which was closely connected to the main body of Zhan Yu Feng, was defeated, Zhan Yu Feng's body trembled violently, a little blood flowed out of his mouth, and his face turned a little pale.

After defeating the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghost Array, the remnants of dozens of small swords surged towards the war language wind unabated, and the void flashed with a white brilliance, like countless fierce beasts strangling towards the war language wind.

"The strength of the initial level cultivator in the late stage of consummation!...... impossible" Feeling the power emanating from a dozen or so Senbai small swords, Zhanyu Feng screamed in fright, and then with a flick of one hand, a talisman suddenly appeared. The wind of war crushed the talisman in his hand, and a pale cyan 'color' light shield emerged around its body.

"Boom......" As countless dull sounds came out, the light mask formed by the heaven-level low-level runes around the body of the war language wind was violently trembling, and the 'color' of the battle language wind face in the light mask and the 'color' of the light mask became almost the same, and a thick suspicion 'confusion' flashed on it. As all the small swords were invisible, the cyan 'color' light mask became almost transparent, revealing that the true element within it was almost exhausted.