They had to run!

What's going on inside is beyond their knowledge!

Before they escaped, Meng Fan manipulated the paper figures to surround the ghost mist, and in their opinion, although those vivid paper figures were eye-catching, they were undoubtedly joking when they participated in such a high-level battle.

Oni Mist thinks so too.

He looked down on those paper figures at all, but he was very jealous of those two spirit swords, and he didn't know what kind of magic those two swords used, in addition to causing changes in the environment, they also restrained his actions!

"Little Deputy Palace Master, is this your hole card?" Ghost Mist suddenly sneered, "If it's just like this, you can die......! It's worth it too!"

In his opinion, Meng Fan could use the four cultivation methods to contain him who had an immortal realm.

What is it that is not worth dying for?

If Meng Fan didn't die, he could simply show off this matter for a lifetime!

The ghost mist gave up manipulating all the black qi tentacles, condensed the power of cultivation, and only controlled one wisp, in this way, it really worked greatly, and the wisp of black qi that he deliberately controlled suddenly shook, and at an astonishing speed, it shuttled through the blue sky and the heavy snow, like a deadly poisonous snake, making a sneering sound of breaking the air, and rushed towards Meng Fan!

Facing the unfathomable immortal realm powerhouse, Meng Fan's expression was solemn, his hands kept pinching, and the paper man was not afraid of death and pounced on the wisp of snake-like black gas, but it was tantamount to a mantis arm as a car, and they collapsed one after another, turning into confetti in the sky, and falling to the ground one after another, like a heavy snowfall.

The people who had not yet fled shook their heads when they saw this.

The paper figure is really still made of paper, and it is fragile and vulnerable.

It seems that Meng Fan has reached the end of his rope.

And those paper figures are very much like the funeral goods he prepared for himself.

Although Meng Fan's expression was solemn, there was no trace of panic, but the wisp of black qi arrived in front of him in an instant.

"It's over!"

"The invincible little deputy palace master is dead!"

Seeing that wisp of black qi pierced straight into Meng Fan's heart, everyone thought so.

Even Zhou Yutong quietly clenched her little hand, although Meng Fan was not even friends with her now, she didn't want to see such a proud person fall.

Laugh at!

In the next second, the black qi that was controlled by the ghost condensation mind stabbed Meng Fan's heart fiercely!

Make a cruel sound!

The pupils of the crowd shrank sharply, and then spread again.

Eyes widened one after another!

"That's ...... Who?"

I saw a figure standing in front of Meng Fan, helping Meng Fan block the wisp of deadly black qi!

The figure of Meng Fan who blocked the fatal blow looked down at the black qi that pierced into his chest, and turned his head to smile at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan nodded to the figure.

The figure was his turtle clone.

And all of this was calculated before he sacrificed the paper figure.

With the cultivation of the ghost mist, even if he is restrained by Biluo and Yuxue, I am afraid that he has the ability to easily kill him, and the Xuan Turtle clone is his life!

And that's exactly what happened!

"Huh?" Seeing this, Ghost Mist's bloody eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but be startled again.

He didn't expect Meng Fan to have a way to block his blow!

How could the figure that appeared out of thin air be so tenacious?

After the black qi pierced into his body, it was even more difficult to move forward even a little more, otherwise he would definitely pierce Meng Fan to death!

The ghost mist looked directly at Meng Fan, and the murderous intent was intense: "This son must be killed, if he is allowed to grow, he will be able to kill me in the future!"

Then, what happened to make everyone flee one after another!

There were ten paper figures, taking advantage of this opportunity, to rush out of the pile of paper figures, and get as close as possible to the ghost mist!

Meng Fan quickly pinched at the ten paper figures: "Hundred Flowers Burial!"

Before the words fell, a dazzling white light diffused from the ten paper figures, and a terrifying aura leaked out, shaking the entire inn trembling, all kinds of abnormal noises sounded noisily at the same time, and an extremely strong life and death crisis surged in everyone's hearts!

They had no doubt that any one of the ten paper figures would be able to destroy them to the ground!

At this time, Qi Fatzi and the others rushed through the inn building in a panic and rushed outside!

Everyone's hearts were terrified to the extreme!

Elder Zhang was even more emotionally messed, what kind of anti-heaven existence did he provoke!

It was also at this time that Bai Shanyue blasted out the crowd that couldn't wait to pour into the inn!

"Madman, don't you want to live yourself?"

The ghost fog was really shocked by the ten paper people, how dare he look down on the paper people, and look down on Meng Fan!

The aura of destruction exuded by those ten paper figures in an instant was like ten sky-slashing powerhouses exploding themselves beside him, and he couldn't help but be afraid!

Meng Fan hooked the corners of his lips, very satisfied with the ghost mist's reaction.

Those ten paper figures are different from other paper figures, they were pierced by his own hands, and he deliberately ordered his eyebrows!

He is now a mid-stage powerhouse of the Heaven Slayer, and his power will never be small!

Of course, after the explosion, he will not suffer a small backlash!

I once remembered the first time I performed the Hundred Flowers Burial, when I fried the ghost in Pig's Trotter Mountain, he suffered serious self-damage and almost lost his life.

"This kid is too clever and has figured out the old man's means!"

At this time, the ghost fog couldn't see that the paper people who were easily killed by him before were just deliberately destroyed by Meng Fan, and these ten paper talents were Meng Fan's real killing moves!

Ming Xiu plank road darkness Chen Cang.

What an obvious scheme, he was easily fooled again!

Moreover, if he hadn't condensed the power of cultivation just now to manipulate that wisp of black qi to kill Meng Fan, he could easily destroy the ten paper figures around him now!

The ghost mist frowned tightly, condensed all the power of cultivation, and forcibly drove his body towards the roof of the inn!

Meng Fan opened his mouth slightly: "Burst!"

Ten paper figures exploded violently at the same moment!

The bright light instantly occupied the entire field of vision of the ghost fog, and he could no longer see the debris caused by the explosion, he could not see the inn crumbling into ashes like a piece of paper, and he couldn't tell where the sky was and where the earth was...... There is only a dazzling bright light, a loud bang, and the earth shakes the mountains!

"What kind of spell is this, it's terrifying!"

"It must be the Immortal Technique, right? The little deputy palace master is already a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm?"

"Tell me if I'm missing something?"

Those people outside the inn were also swept away by the violent air waves caused by the explosion, and countless people were like humanoid sandbags, falling to the ground, and after sitting up from the ground, they touched their heads, bodies, and limbs for the first time...... The horror is overwhelming!

They had never seen such a powerful spell!

I've never seen such a devastating spell!

It's as if this spell was made specifically for fighting!

No, it was born for war!

If this spell explodes in the crowd, very few people will be spared.

I don't know if it was the loud noise caused by the explosion that affected everyone's hearing, or if the environment was really quiet, they couldn't hear anything, only saw the huge inn, with a strong light disappeared, countless fragments of destruction fell from the air, and even the trees in the distance were bare, and there was not a single yellow leaf left!

What a post-apocalyptic scene!

Old Danwang Fan Guyi had just arrived near the inn, and suddenly stopped, staring at the mushroom cloud rising into the sky, and his heart tightened!

Qiandeng Zhenren dragged a quaint lantern in his hand, and also stopped, his eyelids trembled, he was not distressed that his Qingqiu City had been hit hard by this, but he was completely shocked by Meng Fan's spell!

Bai Shanyue's black robe was swaying fiercely in the surging airflow, and he muttered, "Are you dead?"

I don't know if he refers to the ghost fog;

Or does it refer to Meng Fan......