Fortunately, Wu Fan had previously experienced the suppression of the Hell Riot, experienced life and death struggle, had experience, and was bold, otherwise he would have retreated. And Lao Zheng and the others were originally in the first hall, and they were promoted step by step by virtue of merit points, with rich experience and courage.

"Four ants, sneaky, what do you want to do with the emperor?"

Suddenly, a rough and solemn voice burst out in the space, mixed with countless echoes, which frightened Wu Fan and the four of them with numb scalps and trembling all over.

"Who are you?" Wu Fan shouted, although when he walked through the cave, he had already turned on his night vision, but he didn't see a human figure for a while, and he was shocked. Judging from the aura emanating, the other party's cultivation realm is unfathomable, and if you want to kill them, it can be said that there is no escape.

Lao Zheng and the three of them immediately turned on the flashlight and illuminated the entire cave.

A bronzed, shriveled face suddenly appeared, a beard was disheveled, and the eyes were like black holes, looking like ghosts, which was really terrifying. At this moment, this face was also facing upwards, looking at Wu Fan and the four of them coldly. Seeing the three bright lights dazzling, he immediately drooped down again, and let out a cold snort from his mouth.

He was apparently anchored in the cave, arms outstretched, and chains on each side. The double script came off the ground, half-hanging in the air, but at this time, there was actually a three-layer skull under his feet, and his feet happened to step on it. A long unkempt gray hair stretched to the bottom of the cave, coiled on the ground, afraid that it would be more than a hundred meters long.

"Don't be afraid, he's imprisoned here, and he can't attack. Wei Tao settled down.

"Chirp—"

As soon as Wei Tao's words fell, the chirping of birds suddenly sounded, and then four huge black shadows shot towards the four of them.

"Be careful! Fight back!" Wu Fan woke up in shock, and immediately shot out a thick true qi, condensing into a crystal wall, resisting the attack of the black shadow.

Lao Zheng and the three of them also each played a true qi, "Bang Bang-", four loud noises in a row, and the black shadow flew out upside down.

"There are more than four white-headed corpse-devouring vultures!" warned, King Huzhou.

"Generals, immediately form the Eight Desolations and Six Formations, they are your fresh food, kill them. The imprisoned old man exclaimed.

Obviously, the old man unleashed his courage, and used his courage as a means of communication to direct the attack of the white-headed corpse-devouring vulture. To be able to have such a cultivation, it can be said that the spiritual power of the old man will only be higher than his own, and Wu Fan quickly realized this.

In the blink of an eye, eight huge white-headed devouring vultures were connected head and tail, hovering in the air, and gradually approaching Wu Fan and the others.

"Everyone must use their true qi to protect their three souls and seven spirits, this old guy's courage is very strong! Be careful, be careful!" Wu Fan shot out three true qi at a time, and passed his solemn voice to Lao Zheng and the three of them.

When the white-headed corpse-devouring vulture formed the Eight Desolations and Liuhe Formation Circle, when it approached, the nearest white-headed corpse-devouring vulture immediately stretched out its head and pecked at Wu Fan and the others with its giant beak.

The giant beak struck out a true qi, like a cold light blade, slashing towards the target, Wu Fan and Lao Zheng all punched out one after another, colliding with the blade, making a constant crisp sound. However, the Eight Desolations Liuhe Formation was only at an angle, and it still continued to rotate, and it was replaced by a few other white-headed corpse-devouring vultures to attack.

The strength of the second-order brute beast is not too strong, Wu Fan can solve one with one sword, even if eight of them are on together, I am afraid that they will not be able to withstand his knife, and under one blow, they will all be wiped out.

Wu Fan took a step, took out the Ghost Head Knife from the Space Ring, and quickly slashed out, and a bolt of lightning lit up the entire cave, making a loud roar, slashing towards the Eight Desolations and Liuhe Formation Circle.

In the midst of the thunder and lightning storm, the Eight Desolations and Liuhe Array were like a leaf, fluttering and flipping in the air. However, after the lightning storm dissipated, the circle was unscathed, still spinning at high speed, launching an attack.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect this ant realm to be so low, but its attack power is not weak, but the ant is always an ant, in front of the emperor, obediently suffer death!"

Lao Zheng Huzhou Wang and Wei Tao, seeing that Wu Fan could not succeed in one blow, immediately pulled out their weapons from their backs, stimulated the inscription, and each struck a blow. They are all monks of the Touch Dao realm, and their attack power is so powerful, but unfortunately they just beat the circle around, and they still can't break it.

"Old immortal, don't get complacent too early, look at me. Wu Fan held the imitation Lei Gong Cone in the palm of his hand and released a true qi, which inspired the seventy-two inscriptions of the Ghost Head Knife, exuding a dazzling brilliance.

"Demon Slayer Sixteen Eighth, Pull Nails in the Mud!" Wu Fan roared, and a knife came from the bottom up, picking up the Eight Desolation Liuhe Formation Circle. Wu Fan saw that under the previous attack, the formation circled and deliberately changed the attack method.

"Boom-"

This knife, the power of the knife is more than 100 times greater than before, not only the inscription of the ghost head knife has been stimulated, the attack power has been greatly enhanced, and the amplification effect of the imitation Lei Gong Cone has reached thirty-six times, not to mention that it has also used the ghost-level knife technique.

It was the king of Huzhou who was shocked when he saw Wu Fan pick out this knife. Wu Fan's Demon Slaying Sixteen Sword Technique was passed down by the King of Huzhou, and he had obviously cultivated to the third level, but compared to the power he could emit, it was a heaven and an earth, which was simply a difference between cloud and mud.

The Eight Desolations and Liuhe Array was so powerful, the array circle was between the stone walls, continuously impacting, catapulting up and down, and finally it was still intact. The sharp blades emitted by the giant beak of the white-headed devouring vulture continued to shoot out, and Wu Fan and the others had to release their true qi protective body to form a layer of defense.

"Ouch, something bites me!" Wei Tao suddenly shouted, jumped up, stumbled, and fell to the bottom of the hole in front of him.

"Brother Wei be careful!" Wu Fan reacted quickly, leaned over and grabbed Wei Tao's arm and pulled him up.

"Rats, why are there so many rats. The flashlight in Lao Zheng's hand shone around, and he saw that there were countless mice on the stone wall, at the bottom of the cave, and even in the stone cave passage behind him, with bodies as big as fat cats, rolling over.

"Burn them!" Wu Fan shouted. All four of them immediately released their true qi, which turned into flames and incinerated the rats near their feet. The rats were burned and squeaked, but they did not flinch, and the countless rats behind them were still pouring in like a tide.

"Oops, disgusting!" Wei Tao shouted. In the third hall, although he is ranked as the king of the county and his life is not rich, Wei Tao has always been clean and has a slight habit of cleanliness. The rat pounced on him, and even if he hadn't been bitten, he still had goosebumps all over his body.

"Shake them off!" Wu Fan shouted, picked up his true qi, jumped up with both feet, and stomped heavily on the ground. Suddenly, the majestic true qi swept away from Wu Fan's feet like a stormy wave, pushing out countless rats coming in layer by layer, like the ebb tide of the sea.

Within two feet, an open space was formed, and there was not a single mouse.

"This old immortal is able to drive rats and attack us. Wu Fan's eyes glared at the long-haired old man and said coldly. A monk with strong spiritual power, even if he can't burn the beast control inscription, can still drive the brute beast, as long as he releases his courage and affects the soul of the brute beast.

However, the courage level is high, and it is not easy to drive one, two, or even a dozen, although Wu Fan has not tried it, but he believes that he has this ability. The terrifying thing is that this imprisoned old man can drive countless rats at the same time, which is really unbelievable and incredible. Could it be that he has been imprisoned here for thousands of years, and has already used his strength to control the living beings in the vicinity?

Don't talk about Wu Fan and Wei Tao, they are young and have less knowledge, even Lao Zheng and King Huzhou have never seen such a scene, the four of them are frightened, their faces are pale, and their legs and feet are weak.

At this time, all the rats were motionless, densely lying here, and a pair of black eyes were rolling slightly, as if waiting for orders. The Eight Desolations and Liuhe Formation formed by the white-headed devouring corpse vultures had also dispersed and landed on the stone wall opposite Wu Fan and the others, looking over vigilantly.

"Could it be that you are a genius of cultivation, and you actually have such a majestic true qi?" The rough and solemn voice of the long-haired old man sounded again.

"Whether you are a genius or not, it has nothing to do with you, I want to ask you, who are you? You deserve to be punished here!" Wu Fan calmed down and replied with a fearless face.

"Brother Wu, I have already sent a distress message to the First Temple, don't be afraid!" Lao Zheng's courage also grew and he said.

"With a few of you ants, you are also worthy of asking about the name of the emperor? This emperor was originally an eagle on the steppe, known as a khan, and his real name was Temujin! But I don't want to be a khan, I want to be the supreme emperor between heaven and earth. If you submit to the Emperor, I will spare you from death. As the long-haired old man spoke, his momentum was monstrous, and the majesty he exuded was indeed like the reincarnation of a mad demon.

It was precisely because the thirty-six important acupuncture points were locked that they could not directly attack, otherwise, Temujin, who called himself the emperor, did not need to drive the brute beasts to kill people at all, and with just one finger, he could crush Wu Fan and the four of them to death.

"It turned out to be you, Temujin, known as Genghis Khan, a steppe demon, how many innocent people died tragically under your iron hooves, no wonder you have to suffer the punishment of a thousand years of purgatory. Wu Fan said.

"Oh, I can't imagine that you, a little ant, also know the name of the emperor in the past, and if you are loyal to the emperor, you can avoid being eaten by rats. Please kneel down immediately, otherwise, the Emperor's patience is very limited. Temujin said.

"Hmph, your children and grandchildren have also learned from your cruelty, and I also know that you Temujin is a great devil. King Huzhou said sharply. In the last years of the Southern Song Dynasty, he bravely resisted the Yuan army, and naturally gritted his teeth when he thought about it.

"It turns out that you are all Han Chinese, but in the eyes of the emperor, whether Han or white, you should be slaughtered. The whole earth under heaven has become a grassland, and it is used to raise cattle and horses, and there are more cattle and horses than the white clouds in the sky, how beautiful and magnificent it is. Temujin seemed to be reminded of a long memory, and his dry expression shone with a glimmer of brilliance.

"To do your dream of a thousand years, the people of all ethnic groups live in harmony, mutual benefit and reciprocity, and the world is the right way. I can tell you that your dream has not come true to this day. When Wu Fan heard this, he was angry. People who have studied history, especially those who have studied history, are quite bitter about the atrocities in history.

"Okay, it's time for you to feed the rats. Temujin's expression froze, and he roared in a low voice.

In the blink of an eye, countless rats came again like a tide. Wu Fan saw the mouse squirming, and immediately took out the imitation Lei Gong Cone and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

"Pierce the heart and split the empty palm eighth style, burn the sky and boil the sea!" Wu Fan punched in four directions in a row.

Although it was a punch, it was a heart method that pierced the heart and split the empty palm.

Four loud bangs, sounding continuously, the entire space, in an instant, smoke and dust billowed out, among which the flames rose, and in a few breaths, the surroundings turned into a sea of fire, extremely hot.

Countless rats let out their last squeaks, and they were caught in the tongues of fire and turned to ashes in an instant. The stench in the air, mixed with a strong burnt stench, was disgusting. Wu Fan and the others endured it, especially Lao Zheng and the others, and they all rejoiced when they saw that the power of Wu Fan's few punches was enough to relieve the current predicament.

The flames spread in all directions, and the rats fled in a hurry, and in the end they were almost all incinerated.

Wu Fan took out the Storm Sword, still holding the imitation Lei Gong Cone in his palm, ready to continue the battle.

Eight white-headed corpse-devouring vultures fluttered and flew up at the same time, forming the Eight Desolations Liuhe Formation Circle again, like a black grinding disc, spinning at high speed.

"Tear them apart—" Temujin roared.