"Eighteen bloody corpses, interesting!"

Zhang Fan's expression remained unchanged, without any surprise, and what he had on his face was just a playful smile.

Earlier, he had sensed that the words of the blood sinking real person seemed to be soft, but underground, it was like a turbulent wave, and it was only covered up by the fluctuations of a group of corpse abandonment sect disciples who induced spells and brought out the coffin, and it was difficult to detect for a while.

His method, playing in front of Fairy Xinglan and even Zhang Fan, is not a big problem, although it can't decide the outcome of the game, but at least it can give him a slight advantage.

But it is impossible to hide such a gruesome divine sense, and in Zhang Fan's heart, he can even be compared to the Wise Wolf King.

The reason why he was allowed to move was just to treat it as a turtle in the urn, a good sacrifice to break the evil spirit, if not, where would it be the turn of the Xinglan Fairy to make a move, as early as when the bitter Taoist issued a warning, Zhang Fan made a brazen move.

"This is the blood corpse technique of the Corpse Abandonment Sect, and there are really some doorways!"

The ascetic people sighed in admiration, quite appreciative.

Zhang Fan bowed slightly when he heard this, and he thought the same way.

If you ignore the endless cruelty in the process of cultivation, this magical power that can be used with the help of blood corpses is really somewhat meritorious.

These bloody corpses, on the surface, seem to have only removed the skin, but in essence, it is naturally not so simple.

Although Zhang Fan has not practiced the art of blood corpse, it is conceivable that it is a much more sophisticated method than the alchemy techniques such as iron corpse and bronze corpse.

As for the specifics, it is impossible to know unless you have really cultivated the art of blood corpses.

However, at this time in the air, when competing with the Xinglan Fairy, these blood corpses were very extraordinary, even if Zhang Fan's knowledge was still slightly moved.

These blood corpses, eighteen, all float on a circle centered on the blood corpse Taoist, between the virtual and the real, uncertain, the last moment to see, or hideous and terrifying, the flesh and blood blur a refining corpse; the next moment to look at it, as if instantly melted in the blood shadow of the general, a blink of an eye, suddenly changing the direction, people unpredictable.

There is no trace of going back and forth, showing teeth and claws, like a chaotic cloak and bloody shadows; between coming and going, the bloody wind and rain make people want to vomit.

This is the first supernatural power of the eighteen blood corpses!

In essence, their effect is not only that, no matter how these eighteen blood corpses move, they are like stars in the sky, always standing according to a certain trajectory, watching from the sidelines, as if they were in a burst of law.

This is not a formation, but a blood sinking real person's primordial infant divine domain-blood corpse divine domain!

Eighteen blood corpses, not only are they like magic weapons, they are refining corpses, and they are clashes with the starlight blades in the sky outside, and they are also the structure, bones, and hubs that form the blood corpse divine domain.

With the blood sinking real person as the center, the eighteen blood corpses as the boundary, hundreds of zhang square, during which endless blood surged, from time to time, all flesh and blood, limbs and facial features, only the human form with the skin was missing, and the arms were stretched out, as if to pull people to replace them.

"桀桀~桀桀~"

"Xinglan Fairy, right? I'll let you taste the taste of blood. ”

The Blood Shen Zhenren, who had been standing still in the Blood Corpse Divine Domain, suddenly opened his eyes, smiled hideously, and as soon as the words came out, his entire body suddenly blurred.

"Fairy Xinglan, be careful!"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's expression couldn't help but move, and he warned him.

When his voice came out, he didn't know if the Xinglan Fairy had heard it in his ears, and the situation in the sky above had changed drastically.

"The fragrance of the sea of blood~"

"桀桀~~"

Strange laughter, the rich fragrance of blood, in a moment, diffused the whole world, smelled in the nose, like drinking elixir, subconsciously wanted to take a deep breath, greedily inhaled all the aroma into the stomach.

Fortunately, it was not the first time that Zhang Fan had encountered a master of cultivating blood supernatural powers, and he didn't even have a trance, so he immediately woke up, his eyes were blazing, and he stared away.

In the sky above, the blood sinking real person, the eighteen blood corpses, and even the blood corpse divine domain, all disappeared, and some were just a touch of blood, like a long rainbow, whistling by.

At that moment, Zhang Fan clearly saw that between breaths, the blood Shen real person inhaled all the bloody corpse-like things in the entire Yuanying Divine Domain from his mouth and nose, and at the same time, his whole body was shocked, and the eighteen blood corpses were thrown into his body like a tired bird returning to the forest.

In other words, in this blood-colored rainbow, the blood Shen real person condensed all his power almost instantly, and his own power, which had been refined for hundreds of years, gathered together and turned into an earth-shattering blow.

"Boom~"

It's really like a sea of blood, with fragrance wafting up, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, and even more stormy waves, and waves in the sea of blood.

Facing a huge wave, the blood condensed to the extreme, faintly poked out its minions in the blood wave, and the appearance of countless bloody corpses of human heads, in an instant, drowned the Xinglan Fairy.

Fairy Xinglan, the lord of the Eternal Night Forest, seemed to be frightened stupidly, not only did he not listen to Zhang Fan's warning and carefully avoided it, but he didn't even make a defensive move, he was stunned, and he was about to be swallowed by the blood wave and turned into one of the blood corpses.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's palm trembled, a touch of golden light loomed, and he was about to come to the rescue, but as if he had noticed something, he pressed it, and a strange smile flashed on his face.

"Hahaha~"

The smug laughter of the blood sinking real person echoed in the red cloud slope, and the sea of blood where the blood corpse was transformed will stain the huge area with blood, and it seems that the term red cloud slope is worthy of its name.

As long as he kills the Xinglan Fairy, only Zhang Fan is left, everyone is a real person, even if the other party's cultivation is high, it will not be a problem for him to escape.

Thinking of this, how can you be upset by the blood sinking real person?

It's a pity that his pride lasted a little too short, so short that he couldn't even laugh heartily from beginning to end.

"Uh~"

"Damn it!"

Between the lightning and the stone and fire, the blood was shocked, and suddenly froze, and a strange cry of "wow" came out of it, and immediately, it collapsed and turned into eighteen blood corpses again, scattered, as long as the blood corpse was in the domain, it was still wrapped in the body of the blood Shen real person who had palpitations.

At this time, the rolling air waves, like an angry sea, surging and spreading in all directions, the roar was also half a beat late, before it broke out.

Suddenly, the earth shook, the trees swayed, countless green leaves flourished, and rain fell one after another.

At the center of all this, the figure of the Xinglan Fairy, which was originally covered by blood waves, was re-revealed, and in the thick starlight, it gradually faded away like a dream bubble.

In front of her, a ball of light full of annihilation aura, between the contractions, the meaning of endless destruction, slowly collapsed, and the invisible fluctuations still emanated, shattering the blood-colored clouds in the sky.

In the sudden spread of the qi wave, the Xinglan Fairy seemed to be incarnated into countless stars, a faint, floating immortal figure, flashing on every star in the eternal night, converging into an afterimage, staring not far from Zhang Fan's side.

"Good means!"

The blood sink real people are still frightened, but Zhang Fan blurted out praise.

Using himself as bait, in a blink of an eye, the birth and death of the stars, the means of the Xinglan Fairy have somewhat of the power of the Star Venerable of the Star Hall back then.

"Hmph! bloody old ghost, you can't run today!"

Fairy Xinglan seemed to be very dissatisfied with the failure to put the blood sink real person into the urn, but let him run away at the last moment, snorted coldly, and waited for it to go again.

At this moment, an arm stopped in front of her without warning, it was not Zhang Fan, who was it?

"Zhang Daoyou, what are you?"

Fairy Xinglan frowned slightly and asked puzzledly.

At this time, the starlight was still there, the smoke was brilliant, and the misty brilliance was smeared on her smooth face, and it turned into a misty color, indescribable hazy beauty, which made people feel excited.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said, "The fairy is a little restless, but Zhang has itchy hands, how about letting Zhang go this time?"

Although his voice was light and light, his gaze was even more condensed on the eighteen bloody corpses that had never been gathered in all directions, but the resolute meaning between his words would not be misunderstood.

"Okay, Xinglan depends on Brother Dao's methods. ”

Between life and death, how can there be any hesitation, the eighteen bloody corpses are about to reunite, and the effect of the previous blow is about to be put to waste, how dare the Xinglan Fairy insist, not to mention that she is also very interested in the reason why the Faxiangzong has a few veteran masters, but instead sends Zhang Fan, a new Yuanying real person, to come, and is happy to see what it is.

From the re-condensation of the Xinglan Fairy to the determination in three words, from the beginning to the end, but one or two breaths of effort, in just such a little time, the eighteen blood corpses are almost all collected, only the last one is missing, and the blood sinking real person will regroup, and at that time, it is difficult to say whether it is advancing or retreating.

Zhang Fan naturally wouldn't let this happen, just when the last bloody corpse turned into a bloody shadow and pounced on the blood sinking real person, his right hand suddenly moved.

From the bottom to the top, condensed in the middle of the dantian, the sandalwood of the people is in the important place; from the top to the bottom, the palm is flipped, and the immeasurable golden light suddenly dyes the whole arm, as if it is made of gold, and it is brilliant in the sun.

"It's ......"

Feeling the breath of golden light, the Xinglan Fairy was shocked, remembering a legendary supernatural power, but he couldn't believe it, and the blood sinking real person was afraid. Under the golden light, the eighteen bloody corpses trembled non-stop, although they were small, how could they hide the perception of his master.

Even without those, he himself clearly felt the terrible sense of oppression brought by the golden light sprinkled all over him.

"Breaking the Golden Light!"

Subconsciously exclaimed, the fear in his heart was outward, and the blood Shen Zhenren did not dare to delay for a moment, a touch of determination flashed in his eyes, and his chest immediately swelled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently, turning into a blood mist in the sky.

At the same time, Zhang Fan's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and a loud shout resounded on the red cloud slope.

"Three Dharma Seals, Break the Evil Seal!"

"Pro!"

(To be continued)