In the vast ghost mist, the terrifying blood-colored ghost mist shrouded these people in it, and these people of the Han family changed color one after another, not distinguishing between the southeast and the northwest, and the four people were cut apart by Chen Fan and trapped in different places in this ghost mist.

In the depths of the ghost mist, a figure loomed, and behind it, a group of golden wings stretched out.

"There has to be a quick fix. ”

The man muttered, and then the figure turned into a phant, and gradually disappeared from the spot, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Han Zhong's face sank, among the four great ancestors of the Han family, only his cultivation was the lowest, and it had only been two years since he stepped into the second transformation of the transformation of strength, and he had only cultivated twenty drops of golden liquid in the dantian, which was not small compared to Han Li, and as soon as he was trapped in this ghost mist, his face couldn't help but change.

In this ghost mist, he not only found that his line of sight was no more than one meter, but even the perception of spiritual power was completely blocked, in this ghost mist, in the vast depths, he couldn't perceive anything, even the other three ancestors didn't have their breath, let alone Chen Fan, "Damn, what the hell is this!" Han Zhong couldn't help but clench his fists, he could be regarded as knowing how Han Li died.

Such a strange method, if it is replaced by any person, it will not be able to parry!

Han Zhong took a deep breath, flipped his palm, and from his palm, a small gray sword seal immediately appeared, and as soon as he slapped it, this small sword seal immediately squirmed, as if resurrected, from this sword seal, the light spread, turned into a gray light, and submerged into this scarlet ghost mist.

But after a while, Han Zhong's face sank, and he felt that his sword seal gradually lost his control, and then this sword seal disappeared without a trace, and then disappeared completely.

"How is that possible!" Han Zhong noticed this, and his face finally turned ugly.

Not long after, a miserable scream came from this ghost fog, Han Zhong turned into a gray shadow, and went straight there, when he arrived, he only saw that Han Second Brother was dead, the person was disemboweled, his eyes widened, he pointed in one direction, and muttered, "That ......"

"Second brother!!" Han Zhong's eyes were red, how long had it been, and the second brother had been killed!

Han Zhong turned his head to look, Second Brother Han's neck was crooked, his breath was gone, and he was dead, and in this ghost fog, there was still a dead silence, and he couldn't see anything, as if there was just a ghost walking in this ghost fog, silent, terrifying.

Han Zhong clenched his fists, and the person couldn't help but stand up all of a sudden, and he strode forward, and with this feeling, he walked towards another place.

It's a pity that this ghost fog can deceive his feelings, no matter how he goes, in the end, he just finds himself spinning in place in this ghost fog.

After a stick of incense, Han Zhong's face had already seen the extreme, and not long after, there was another scream.

Han Zhong arrived, and another ancestor died tragically, this one was even more miserable, covered in blood, with at least seven sword wounds on his body, and the blood on his body seemed to have been squeezed clean by something.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhong couldn't help but tremble, "Bastard, this bastard. No, he's the devil!"

The biggest advantage of the ghost mist is that it can be broken one by one, but even so, the consumption of true qi for one person is also huge, after killing the two, Chen Fan let out a breath, his face was slightly solemn, and his body was quite a mess.

Killing these two people just now took Chen Fan's means, and the battle was until Chen Fan's blood boiled, and some of them couldn't calm down.

"There are two more. Feeling that in the ghost mist, the other two people who looked like headless flies, Chen Fan showed a sneer on his face, and then stepped forward and walked over.

Han Yizu, the peak of the second transformation of strength, among the five ancestors of the Han family, cultivation can be said to be the most behind, second only to Han Laozu.

At the moment, he turned around in this ghost fog more than a dozen times, and finally found that he was trapped here, his face was pale, but Han Yizu reacted so calmly, and finally he simply crossed his knees and waited silently for Chen Fan to take the initiative to find him, while he did not waste a trace of true qi and silently teased.

In front of him, ten sword seals surrounded him, slowly rotating, emitting a sense of vigilance, and they would protect themselves at any time.

After a while, the air squirmed and slowly broke open, and a gray figure was holding a sword in his hand, and a group of golden wings behind him were very scorching, and the person walked out of the gray mist, his eyes were cold, and he immediately looked at the person opposite.

Feeling that this person had arrived, Han Yizu slowly stood up, his face sank, and he said coldly, "You really came." ”

Han Yizu's tone was extremely slow, but there was a hint of deep anger, "You killed my second brother and third brother?"

On him, there was a monstrous aura, and as he stood up, the ten sword seals around him also worked all at once, Chen Fan's eyes couldn't help but condense slightly, worthy of Han Yizu, this person is the most difficult bone among the four ancestors, even the current Chen Fan is not sure.

Chen Fan's eyes were blank, the horizontal sword was in his hand, and there were still a little blood stains on his clothes, and the whole person's eyes were blank to the extreme, "I will send you to meet them." ”

As he spoke, from behind Chen Fan, two terrifying shadows appeared in unison, terrifying and silent.

Han Yizu's face sank to the extreme, without a trace of nonsense, he raised his palm, and around the ten rune seals beside him, he squirmed all of a sudden, and from these ten gray sword seals, a dangerous aura suddenly appeared, and then, brush, brush, these ten gray sword seals flew towards Chen Fan together!

And as soon as Han Yizu raised his hand, a terrifying palm force slapped directly towards Chen Fan!

This Han Yizu is an extremely cautious person, even if he beats Chen Fan, the innate nine realms, with the peak of the second transformation of his strength, he still has a tentative mind.

These ten sword seals flew towards Chen Fan together, Chen Fan's expression was slightly solemn, Han Yizu's strength was so strong that it could not be underestimated, he took a breath, his face sank, from the palm of his hand, the powerful golden power burst out, Chen Fan punched towards the front, Chen Fan wanted to try this so-called peak of the second transformation of strength, how powerful it could be.

At that moment, this punch blasted away, and the air was "buzzing" for it, and the air waves were boiling.

Han Yizu's face was solemn, and Chen Fan's punch was blasted out, and the waves of qi were set off and rolling.

The two punched each other hard.

Bang, this punch went down, Chen Fan retreated seven or eight steps in a row, the whole person couldn't help panting, his face was different, it seemed that he still fell into the disadvantage, this strength two changes to the peak, or he is not able to match.

But what was even more shocking was this Han Yizu, under his own punch, he could only barely suppress this Chen Fan!

It's incredible!

"Is that all there is to it?" Chen Fan's eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice, ". . . Then you can die. "Swipe, the two shadows behind him rushed towards this Han Yizu together, in the ghost fog, Han Yizu's face changed suddenly, and a big war broke out directly!

Han Yizu is too strong, and it is not at all comparable to the two before.

Chen Fan couldn't take down this Han Yizu at all for a while, and the strength of this ancestor was too terrifying.

"Boy, I'm going to take your head and avenge my three brothers. Another punch shook Chen Fan, Han Yizu's eyes were extremely cold, and he let out a low shout, and the person flew towards Chen Fan, this punch, the sky collapsed, and his mouth was even more cold, "Go die!!"

Seeing this Han Yizu flying towards him, Chen Fan couldn't help but take a deep breath, there was no way.

Chen Fan slowly stood up, and in the dantian, the terrifying true qi suddenly condensed.

"Storm ......"

The two shadows, and Chen Fan's deity, from the spiritual storm in his body, started in one breath.

From above his body, a blow of spiritual violence, a kick kicked out, the force of a kick, made the entire void buzz for it, trembling to the extreme, Chen Fan's face was hideous, this kick down, endless golden light exploded at once, completely drowning this Han Yizu!

After a long time, Chen Fan slowly withdrew his hand, and the golden light dissipated from the scarlet ghost mist, leaving nothing left.

Chen Fan glanced indifferently and turned to leave.