"嗷~~嗷~~"

The terrifying howl, more than the tiger's roar, went straight to the bone marrow, more poignant than the wolf's howl, from top to bottom in an instant, all over the world, a huge area, hundreds of zhang range, full of layers of ripples.

- Soul Eater Howl!

The tangible sound waves spread far away, but it was not Zhang Fan who suffered first.

The cry of ghosts, like a little wave in the sea, is instantly drowned out by the sound and can no longer be heard, but in this soul-devouring howl, the last sorrow of a large number of yin souls.

They are not invisible, after all, they need the divine souls of humans and beasts to be the origin to be born, and this time, it is like extracting their pillars, how can they not be annihilated?

The speed of this sound wave propagation was extremely fast, and it instantly crossed a distance of more than 100 zhang and hit Zhang Fan's body.

At this moment, a different color flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, and he stood still, but as soon as he held it in his hand, the nine-colored brilliance flashed, and then the sound waves completely submerged him like real waves.

The whole person froze, and his eyes lost their brilliance, all dazed, like an empty shell.

The strange thing is that although the sound waves are rippling incessantly, there is no resistance on his body, and there is no trace of the soul escaping, as if it was an empty shell, how can he still howl out of the soul, and how can he drag out another soul in the emptiness?

"Good boy!"

"Clever!"

The bitter Daoist was imprisoned in the Nine Flame Dragon Ball, as if he had been swallowed by the Ancient Heavenly Dragon, and he couldn't get rid of it even if he tried hard, not to mention the howl of the Soul Eater, naturally it had no effect on him, and after watching the whole process, he couldn't help but praise loudly.

Generally speaking, there are only two ways to deal with Soul Eater Howl.

The first is hard resistance, needless to say, as long as the strength of the Soul Eater Demon itself is not strong enough to shake the Divine Soul, it will be ignored.

The second is to rely on the soul fixing magic weapon to protect the divine soul, this kind of magic weapon is a bit rare, not in the difficulty of refining, but in the spiritual object that can withstand the divine soul.

Chen Ji's soul is afraid that it is no longer in the body, but it is just a puppet, so he is naturally not afraid, and the owner of the erratic voice hidden in the shadows must be using this kind of soul top magic weapon.

That kind of thing, how could an ordinary immortal cultivator spend a lot of effort to prepare without injustice, after this incident, Zhang Fan might get one on his body, but now, it is obviously not.

In this way, it seems that you can only resist hard?

Even if he is a bitter Taoist, Zhang Fan will definitely resist hard, otherwise he will not repeatedly remind Zhang Fan to concentrate and calm down.

Unexpectedly, when the Soul Eater howl really reached his body, Zhang Fan made a move that he didn't expect.

- Mixed Elemental Ball!

All of Zhang Fan's souls, at that critical moment, actually escaped into the mixed yuan ball.

It is also this hand that makes the bitter people admire.

Blind spots!

The Soul Eater Howl is aimed at the Spirit, and there is a third way to deal with it.

If you don't resist, you can't stay, you can dodge!

Zhang Fan has no soul in his body, so why not let it hook up?

The howl of the Soul Eater lasted for three breaths, and after three breaths, it was pushed away like a tide, and in mid-air, the huge body of the Soul Eater Demon was also suffocated, as if it had exhausted its strength.

Immediately, the huge sound of inhalation echoed in a range of hundreds of feet, as if hundreds of whales had surfaced, visible to the naked eye, and its body swelled up rapidly.

Obviously, the Soul Eater didn't succeed in one blow, and wanted to let out a second howl.

It's a pity that the sky is not beautiful, and its howl can only be left for the next life.

The howling ripples had just receded, and a flash of brilliance appeared in Zhang Fan's eyes, from extremely dark and low to gorgeous and dazzling in an instant, as if in a dark quiet room, two bright lights were polished.

"Open!"

The tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and the arm swung downward, and the sword qi pierced the sky.

Ben Thunder is not enough to describe its speed, and the sky collapse cannot fully show its momentum, and the sword qi swept by, and the sound of the soul devouring demon inhaling in mid-air suddenly stopped.

A crack appeared from the crack, and in an instant, thousands of fine sword qi burst out, and there was not even time for a scream, and it was divided into countless parts in an instant.

At this time, the fierce and invincible sword qi was already far away, and in the sky above, there was a sound of explosion, and on the ground, a deep ravine was cracked, straight towards Chen Ji's place, and it slashed fiercely.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you......"

Chen Ji's eyes were crazy, his face was stiff and hideous, and he was still muttering the same three words, the dignified Sect Master couldn't even say a word that was completed without repeating, and he was also sad!

However, his movements had nothing to do with his words, and almost at the moment when the sword qi came to his body, his fat body suddenly flew upside down, not being chopped off, but suddenly bursting out with the strongest force to avoid its edge.

This ten thousand zhang sword qi, from the ten thousand sword diagram, is controlled by Zhang Fan, naturally it is impossible for him to avoid it so easily, bringing a terrifying wave of qi, the sword qi follows, the whistling sound is earth-shattering, its momentum is violent, and the artistic conception of moving forward is fully revealed.

"Poof!"

A blood mist suddenly erupted from Chen Ji's mouth, and as soon as it appeared, it condensed a large amount of water vapor, turning into ten thousand blood water ice needles, and densely swarming towards the sword qi, consuming layer by layer, blocking inch by inch.

"Natal Essence Blood!"

Zhang Fan looked at all this with a sinking face, although he knew that this ten thousand zhang sword qi should not be able to kill him, but he didn't want Chen Ji to use this method to get through the sadness.

Although this sword qi erupted from the sword species of the ancient sword cultivator, Zhang Fan was not the sword cultivator itself after all, and it was difficult to rush out all the power in it in an instant, and the power naturally could not be compared with the power of the ancient sword cultivator who broke through ten thousand laws with one sword.

Even that Golden Source Sword Qi is superior to it in terms of instantaneous explosive power.

However, even if it was Jin Yuan's sword qi, it was said that it was with the cooperation of Chen Ji's sneak attack behind that he had just killed the Yin and Yang old monster with one sword, but now he didn't have such a good opportunity.

Originally, according to Zhang Fan's assumption, even if he couldn't kill Chen Ji, he would be somewhat injured so that he could not continue to stop himself, Zhang Fan's purpose was not to fight with those ancient remnants, but to rescue his grandfather.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ji didn't care about using his natal essence blood to exert his magical powers, forcibly wiping away the sword qi.

In this way, although it will not have much impact on combat effectiveness now, it will not take a few years in the future, and I am afraid it will be difficult to return to the old view.

At this time, Zhang Fan realized that he still took it for granted, Chen Ji at this time was no longer the life-sparing Jiedan Grandmaster, but just a puppet plaything in the hands of others, how could the other party spare a mouthful of essence blood?

"Boom!"

"It's amazing, you can play a little longer!"

The erratic voice echoed in the sky again.

"Play !!"

A touch of anger appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and in his chest, there seemed to be a fire burning.

In the distance, the sword qi of ten thousand zhang suddenly collapsed, and the sword qi that was scattered in fine pieces ploughed out dense and countless tiny cracks on the ground, as if thousands of knives had slashed through.

It's a pity that this is to no avail, Zhang Fan saw with his own eyes, in the dust, Chen Ji's fat body slowly stood up from the ground, and looked at it from afar, his hideous face was vaguely visible.

At the same time, a large number of yin spirits appeared again, in the heavens and on the ground, as if they were the old view, everything before, but in vain.

A wave of depression instantly filled Zhang Fan's chest, pressing him so hard that he could barely breathe.

If it was in the past, he could still fight and retreat, move in every possible way, and always find out the flaws of the other party, so as to kill him in one fell swoop, but now he ...... "Grandpa!"

In the depths of Fang City, the last bang sounded, and then the silence returned, only the sound of ghosts crying echoed, and there was no more voice, as if the last resistance was also ruthlessly extinguished.

"This goes on ......"

Zhang Fan's face finally showed a look of confusion.

"What should I do?"

Chen Ji's figure came to him quickly, and the ghost slowly surrounded him, even if he broke out with another terrifying blow from before, it would only repeat the scene from a moment ago, and it would be useless.

At this moment of confusion and helplessness, scenes suddenly flashed in Zhang Fan's mind.

More than 20 years ago, after he was born, after all, after all, through the past life, vividly, depressed and childlike, grandfather did everything possible to please, as a cow and a horse, pretending to be a clown, just to make his grandson laugh; on the eve of the entrance, the wind and rain were shaky, in order for him to be more relaxed in the door, grandpa braved the rain and risked to enter the mine, soaked and returned, put a few spirit stones in front of his grandson, all satisfied smiles; a generation of Tianjiao Zhang Lie passed away, poor and still proud in his chest, never bowed his head to beg for others, but for the future of his grandson, he did not hesitate to tear off his old face and bend his waist; what is the hard work of his lifeNo complaints, no regrets, no desires, no desires, but I hope that Sun Jackie Chan!

Hundreds of years to build a foundation, cultivation Xiaocheng, grandpa danced, the smile full of red light is still in front of him...... Immediately, Grandpa's smile was replaced by the ghost in front of him, and the ghost cried wolf and swarmed up.

Zhang Fan felt a sudden pain in his heart, looked up to the sky and roared, and his sadness and madness rushed straight to Xiao Han.

At the same time, a round ball slowly floated from his hand.

Inside the sphere, it was empty, only the bright golden flame as big as a bean was quietly burning and swaying, and under this gloomy environment, it seemed so inconspicuous and fragile, as if a slightly stronger wind could extinguish it.

- Three heavens, the last one, the golden flame of the sun!

Zhang Fan's palms clenched suddenly, and the spiritual power of his whole body suddenly exploded, and he shouted in his mouth:

"Ku Lao, help me!"

As soon as the words fell, the bean-sized flame in the triple heavens, as if stimulated by something, suddenly blaze, turning into a golden sea of fire in an instant, filling the entire triple heavens, and even a little spark poked out, blazing and furious, as if it could erupt at any time.

At this time, the triple heaven is like the most dazzling gold bead in the mortal world, the difference is that it is not only gorgeous, but also represents endless destruction.

A desolate sigh emanated from Zhang Fan's body, and in an instant, the incomparably powerful divine consciousness suddenly burst out, surging, and merged with Zhang Fan's own divine consciousness and penetrated into the triple heavens.

In an instant, the golden flames were monstrous, burning everything.

The Triple Heaven in Zhang Fan's palm suddenly dimmed, replaced by a brilliant golden flame all over his body.

The golden flame of the sun began to be no more than a thin layer, as if the afterglow of the sun was rendered, and suddenly, it burned violently and soared straight into the sky, like a huge golden torch, announcing its existence to heaven and earth.

Zhang Fan in the flames, like a golden-armored god of war, the terrifying momentum kept rising, and at the same time, a wheel appeared behind his head without a sound, during which the three-legged golden crow was born, standing proudly in the wheel.

The momentum of the three-legged golden crow, supported by the strong sun golden flame, climbed endlessly, the kind of monstrous flame that ignored everything in the world and dominated the common people suddenly erupted, and it was only at this time that there was really a little bit of the ancient demon king, the style of the heaven and earth.

Zhang Fan's face was distorted, and a large number of flames followed an invisible passage, constantly concentrating into the chakra behind his head, making it more and more dazzling, like a real sun, falling into the earth, and emitting a shattering light towards the endless evil.

In an instant, seventy percent of the golden flame of the sun on his body flowed away, and only the remaining thirty percent continued to burn on the surface of Zhang Fan's body like golden armor.

At this time, this kind of most terrifying flame in heaven and earth showed a kind of docility, and the powerful divine sense of Zhang Fan and the bitter Taoist people had a sense of control for the first time.

"Boy, quick!"

The voice of the ascetic man was extremely urgent, as if he was suffering great pain, and it could break like a string at any time.

"Whew!"

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, and all the sun golden flames were included in his body, and in an instant, the endless tingling sensation, and the overflowing catharsis**, drowning his whole person.

"Ho!"

Exhale, palms condensed, and slowly pushed out.

This palm, when it is in front of the chest, it is still a faint golden glow can still see the outline, but later, there is endless heat and dazzling, like a rooster singing the world white, it is the rise of the east, unstoppable.

"Ahhh......h

The screams were a massive number of ghosts, and they disappeared under the true great light.

"Kill ......"

Chen Ji muttered, and then felt that a round of red in front of him jumped out, and the haze was broken, first in his eyes, then on his face, and finally all over his body, full of golden light, and the whole person was also in this golden light, like ice and snow melting, and there was no trace.

In a trance, at the last moment, there seemed to be a touch of relief, a touch of relief, crossed his eyes, and then the body dissipated.

"Boom~"

The wheel swept across the earth, the ghost was extinguished, Chen Ji gave the head, and the last remnant sank into the ground, and a huge amount of soil was carried to the sky in the explosion, and the dust and sand were like rain.

"Poof!"

Zhang Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the chakra behind his head darkened, revealing his true face slightly, but it was a great treasure.

At the same time, a light exhalation sounded from it, and it immediately seemed to be exhausted to the extreme, and instantly fell silent.

Has the dust settled?

No!

Zhang Fan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted angrily:

"Get out of here!"

The flames spread like threads on the ground, and a dirt bag hundreds of feet away burst open, and a frightened and trembling dwarf appeared in front of him.

(To be continued)