Blood was splattered all over the sky, and the corpse of the big man was also shattered under the pull of the red gold silk, like a patchwork puppet, looking extremely miserable.

Faced with the same tragic situation, the two women in front of them reacted completely differently.

The middle-aged woman reacted the most fiercely, and almost as soon as the corpse appeared in front of her, a spirit rune flew out mercilessly, exploding in the middle of the corpse.

It was a burst talisman, for an immortal cultivator, such an explosive power was insignificant, but when it was used at this time, it immediately shattered the corpse of the Great Han that was originally just skin and flesh into countless parts.

Blood rained down and internal organs were sprinkled in front of him, and only one head was intact, and it turned in front of the girl.

"Ah!", the girl screamed, hid her face with her sleeves, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Zhang Fan's eyes flashed, and in his hand, all the flames were covered in unison, and he took the opportunity to bury her in an instant.

The third person, dead!

The successive killings made him look a little numb, such a young woman, who died in his hands because she was not cold enough, could not exchange him for even a slight pause.

With a move, the remaining three-legged black surrounded the middle-aged women, slowly approaching, leaving no space to escape.

The girl's death did not distract the middle-aged woman in the slightest, her eyes kept spinning, and one after another protective spells were released one after another, layering around her body, forming a colorful shield.

This shield did not bring her any sense of security, and in the face of the tightly surrounded and approaching fire, the middle-aged woman's face first showed a look of despair, and then turned to determination!

"Let's die together!" she cried out hoarsely, and at the same time opened her mouth to spit out, and a cold color flew out, hovering above her head, and kept making a desolate cry, which made people feel that there was nothing to love.

The chilling cicada is poignant, and it is late to the long pavilion.

"Chilling cicada?" Zhang Fan smiled disdainfully, it seems that this is her natal spirit beast, it is really hidden, if she is not forced to the extreme, she still thinks that it is the same ice and fire demon snake as that girl!

"Do you want to fight hard, self-destruct your natal spirit beast, just up to you?" he sneered, his divine sense moved slightly, and a group of three-legged blacks immediately embraced the sky.

The light shield that gathered countless talisman spells shattered with a single blow.

At the same time, the middle-aged woman screamed miserably, and the chilling cicadas above her head burst into a cloud of ice mist, spreading quickly.

With a "snort", the flames on the first few three-legged blacks were suddenly extinguished, and the cold mist they touched was also condensed, and then they were frozen into ice droplets by the cold air behind.

At the same time, the flames behind the three-legged black surged up one after another, extinguishing, condensing, frosting, and melting, and so on, and so on, and so on.

In just a few breaths, the ice mist was exhausted, and only the middle-aged woman was left with frost on her face, looking at the fiery red that fell from the sky with a dull expression.

One thing that surprised Zhang Fan was that the ice mist produced by the self-explosion of the chilling cicada was actually quite strong, and there were dozens of flames surrounded by three-legged black feet, and there were very few who could rush in front of her after not wanting to exhaust the ice mist.

However, even if there is only one left, the middle-aged woman who is dying in the chilling cicada self-explosion can't resist it.

The last flame three-legged black, shrunk to the size of a fist, rushed directly above her head from top to bottom, and then dispersed with a "bang", turning into a stream of heat that poured straight into her Baihui acupoint.

In an instant, the frost on her face melted away, and then her face was flushed, and green smoke kept coming out of the exposed pores around her body, and finally the whole person looked oily, fell on her back, and never moved again.

All four, all dead.

When they died, the magic weapons that lost control also fell from the air one by one, and even the flying sword of the old man surnamed Chen suddenly fell, and the mid-level spirit weapon Fire Shadow Sword was no longer fettered from then on, and then Zhang Fan's slamming down, with a roar of joy, turned into a fire shadow again, and stabbed fiercely on the old man's silver shield.

"Click", there was a cracking sound, the shield swayed, and the light instantly dimmed nine layers, but it did not collapse.

"Huh?" Zhang Fan was quite surprised to glance at the token suspended in the middle of the shield, this thing can actually block a mid-level spiritual weapon without shattering it in one blow, and the person refining it can be regarded as good.

But that's all, and his eyesight has long seen that under the blow of the Hokage Sword, the light mask is dimmed, and there is also a slight crack on the body of the token, and it is constantly spreading and expanding.

Zhang Fan was waiting for the final blow of the Imperial Hokage Sword when the situation suddenly changed.

Under the protection of the shield, the old man surnamed Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stood up, and there was an object spread out on the palm of his right hand, which was dazzling.

He quickly glanced around, and his face couldn't help but show a sad look, and said angrily: "Little beast, you are so vicious. ”

"Today, I, Chen Daoyuan, swear not to rest with you. The sadness on the old man's face became even stronger, and suddenly a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, turned into a blood mist, and enveloped the top of the thing in his palm, and quickly penetrated.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan secretly miscalculated, and his face couldn't help but show a bitter color.

By this time, he had already seen what the old man was holding in his hand.

It was a rune treasure.

That's it, but this old man is worthy of being mixed in the immortal cultivation world at such an age, and he is really very cautious.

Just by the fact that he had been using his spiritual power for so long, coupled with the fact that he had released a mouthful of essence blood, it was not difficult to understand his thoughts.

Maybe he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get Zhang Fan with a blow from the rune treasure, but this old guy actually stimulated all the power on the entire rune treasure in one breath through strong infusion and essence blood stimulation.

General rune treasures, new and unused, can be activated ten times, each time about ten breaths of time, with the three-layer power of the ontology magic weapon.

However, many times, three layers of power do not solve the problem.

As a result, there is the method that the old man now uses, which is to stimulate all his power at one time, in order to obtain a blow equivalent to the power of the original magic weapon.

If it was a rune treasure under normal circumstances, Zhang Fan didn't pay much attention to it, at most, he was just embarrassed for a while, and he couldn't hurt him.

However, what he has to face now is the tenth-layer power of a magic weapon, although it is far from the one used by Grandmaster Jiedan himself, but it is not so easy to take it all in one.

"Give me death. The old man roared, and his left hand pointed at Zhang Fan, and the talisman treasure in his palm also ignited, turning into ashes in an instant.

At the same time, an emerald green miniature mountain appeared in front of the old man, and then disappeared out of thin air, and when it reappeared, it had reached directly above Zhang Fan, and became huge and friendless in an instant.

With him as the center, within a radius of ten zhang, the time darkened in an instant.