After the momentum was completed, Zhang Fan kicked violently under his feet, and in an instant, the ground showed a spiderweb-like crack, which spread to three feet underground.

Seeing this, the leader of the black-robed man smiled disdainfully, and quickly greeted him.

As the distance between the two continued to close, an overwhelming explosion came from the space.

It was like an invisible whirlpool forming in an instant, and the fierce wind swept out in all directions like a tornado.

Xue Feng and the other black-robed people retreated again and again in shock, stunned that there was no way to avoid it, and they could only make embarrassing moves to open those invisible wind blades.

As an ordinary person, Li Meng was wrapped in a small eggshell-shaped enchantment from beginning to end.

It was a formation that Zhang Fan had temporarily laid out, but it could keep her safe and sound.

Rao is Li Meng couldn't feel how sinister the situation outside was in the enchantment, and he could also see some of it through the performance of Xue Feng and the others fleeing in a hurry.

She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes kept on Zhang Fan, and she secretly cheered for him in her heart.

Looking at Zhang Fan again, his figure has already fought with the leader of the black-robed people.

This place is located deep underground, even if the leader of the black-robed people is not low, he does not dare to make a big fight here.

On the other hand, Zhang Fan did not have the slightest scruples.

I saw that he flicked his fingers and flew out a few spirit stones, set up a formation to maintain the balance of the space here, and then his movements became more and more open, gradually pressing the leader of the black-robed man.

The leader of the black-robed man became more and more aggrieved the more he fought, knowing that he would lose if he continued like this, and the fierce anger flashed in his eyes.

At first glance, the murals on the walls on both sides of the passage seemed to come to life, and the phantom of the demon god slowly appeared behind Zhang Fan, revealing a hideous smile.

The evil aura that came to his face also made Zhang Fan change color slightly, but that little influence was insignificant to him.

Soon Zhang Fan thought of a way to deal with it.

He smiled contemptuously, his figure flickered, and the true qi in the dantian quickly transformed into righteous qi.

Righteousness is the nemesis of these evil cultivators.

The apocalypse has been handed down, and believers are naturally guilty of countless evils, and the stronger the evil qi in them, the deeper the restraint of righteousness on them!

The leader of the black-robed man was caught off guard and suffered the loss of righteousness, and the image of the demon god he controlled disappeared immediately.

He himself was also beaten by Zhang Fan's pursuit of victory, and his face became distorted because of hatred and fear.

"What is this, why doesn't my spell work for you!"

"Evil magic crooked, thinking that using this poisonous method to consolidate your faith can help you achieve great strength in a short period of time?"

Zhang Fan scoffed at the innocence of the leader of the black-robed people.

If the evil cultivators could really cultivate in a down-to-earth manner like those penanced demon cultivators, maybe he would be able to look down on them.

But the essence of evil cultivation is to find another way, mainly to evil sects and crooked ways.

This dooms them to a weak foundation, as long as the righteousness completely suppresses the evil arts, they will immediately be like fish on the board, slaughtered by others.

"You lost, your life is mine now!"

As Zhang Fan's words fell, his figure was divided into two, and in an instant, he outflanked the leader of the black-robed man who wanted to flee when he saw that the situation was not good.

The evil aura on the leader of the black-robed man was like a poisonous snake that met a nemesis, and the wisps were wrapped around him.

And because of the invasion of righteousness in his blood, the two hedging forces are intertwined, like a fire cooking oil, which makes him miserable.

Seeing Zhang Fan rushing towards him like a god descending from heaven, the black-robed leader's pupils constricted, and he didn't want to throw out a bunch of magic talismans to try to stop Zhang Fan's footsteps.

At the same time, he also shouted loudly for his subordinates to come and help.

"You're all dead, why don't you stop him!"

"If you don't subdue this kid, you will ruin the big thing of the sacrifice, and no one can bear the responsibility!"

Those black-robed men listened to the leader's words, and they were also busy trying to rush over.

But the strong wind left over from the battle between the leader of the black-robed people and Zhang Fan before still plagued them, completely isolating the two sides.

They can't break through, and they can only do nothing about the situation of the leader.

"Damn it!"

The nose of the leader of the black-robed man was almost crooked, and at this time, he suddenly felt a chill rise from his heart.

He looked back in shock, facing a fist that was expanding in size.

Bang –

Speeding over, Zhang Fan, who instantly became one with the clone, directly smashed him into the wall in front of him with an iron fist.

The smoke and dust exploded, and in an instant, the entire underground passage shook violently.

The leader of the black-robed man struggled to get up and fight again, and saw Zhang Fan take out a high-grade magic weapon with an ancient style from a storage ring, but it implied to deter soul fluctuations.

If the disciples of Kongtongmen were here, they would definitely be shocked to recognize that this was one of the magic weapons treasured by their Kongtongmen, the soul whip.

The power of the soul whip can be determined according to the user's strength, so under Zhang Fan, the leader of the black-robed people has no chance of turning the tables.

"Soul whip!?, who the hell are you!"

When the leader of the black-robed man saw the soul whip, his heart was cold, and he hurriedly wanted to give up this body, and Yuan Ying took off his body to move the rescuers.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his thoughts moved, his soul was forcibly taken out of his body by an irresistible grand suction.

The infant is uncontrolled and also floats on the surface of the body.

A soulless primordial infant is like a dead thing without intelligence, and at this time, if an external force attacks the primordial infant, his primordial infant will be easily shattered like glass.

The soul of the leader of the black-robed man opened his teeth and claws and wanted to return, but unexpectedly, the grand suction force came straight from the soul whip.

The soul whip sucked his soul in, and it automatically placed a ban, making him unable to move, and suddenly his whole soul was filled with panic.

"Don't wear down my little patience. ”

"I ask a question, you answer, of course, you can choose not to answer, I use soul searching to find out the answer is the same. ”

Zhang Fan raised his other hand and beckoned at the Yuan Ying floating in mid-air, and the ignorant Yuan Ying was mastered by him.

The leader of the black-robed man who saw this scene gritted his teeth in the depths of his soul.

The monstrous evil thoughts emanated, and before he could say the most vicious curse, a domineering coercion that made his soul tremble suddenly came from all directions—

"Ahhhh

The soul whip is in touch with the master's heart, how can a small soul be presumptuous here.

was severely punished, and the soul of the leader of the black-robed man wilted.

It's just that he is a fanatical believer in the Apocalypse, no matter what Zhang Fan asks, he makes up his mind not to speak.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan sneered, decisively used the soul searching technique, and probed towards his soul.

"You snoop on Li Meng's soul, and I will treat him in the same way as a person, so that your soul can also experience this taste. ”

Who knew that the soul searching technique of a pair of black-robed people led the soul took effect, and before the memories could appear in front of Zhang Fan's eyes, the alarm in his mind began to sound violently.

Not good, dangerous!