The impact of this scene was so great that the Nightmare Clan monk in the late stage of the Transformation God broke out in a cold sweat, and in a hurry, he waved his hands, and the golden sword qi flew out and hit the flying knife.

At the same time, the Nightmare Clan monk gritted his teeth, crossed ten thin swords with both hands in front of his chest, and rushed towards Fang Huairan!

The Nightmare Clan Cultivator didn't dare to wait for Fang Huairan to rush over, in case more flying knives attacked him, then in this Nightmare Space, his own geographical advantage would become the enemy's geographical advantage!

These are long words, but they are actually a matter of a change of thought, and soon a loud bang was heard, and the cyan and golden sword light overflowed, and Fang Huairan and the Nightmare Clan monk fought solidly.

It didn't last long, and under the shouts of the Nightmare Clan monks, Fang Huairan's body and sword were forced back by ten thin swords.

Fang Huairan's wings behind him fanned sharply, and he finally stopped his body after he didn't fly far away, and looked at the Nightmare Clan monk opposite, Fang Huairan grinned and praised: "Not bad! It is worthy of being a race that is good at physical cultivation, even if I have also cultivated physical alchemy, but compared to you, it is not as good as your hasty blow!"

"You're not bad, that five-colored divine light can actually ban or even control my ten thousand swords, and directly destroy my big weapon, it's really a good thing, I decided, I'll leave you a whole corpse in a while, I want to study if I can extract your magical power!" replied the Nightmare Monk in the Terran language.

"Okay! That's my natal supernatural power, if you can kill me, you should be able to get some of it! But before that, I still think it's better for you to hand over your spirit core to me first! Without further ado, I'm going to do my best in the next move!"

After saying that, the blue light on Fang Huairan's body lit up, and the dignified sword qi came out of his body, like a humanoid sword, and with a loud shout, Fang Huairan once again slashed at the Nightmare Clan monk with his sword in unison.

"It's a good time!" the Nightmare Clan monk also shouted, and then the golden light on his body was released, and the ten thin swords in his hands also emitted an even more dazzling golden light, and he crossed his chest again, and his whole body was like a small golden sun, rushing towards Fang Huairan.

Just after the Nightmare Clan cultivator rushed into the radius of the Yin and Yang Xuanguang, the corners of Fang Huairan's mouth curled, and with a soft shout, the black and white ball of light propped up, enveloping the Nightmare Clan cultivator in it.

As soon as the Yin Yang Xuanguang mask was formed, the speed of the Nightmare Clan monks in it quickly dropped dramatically, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was as slow as a snail.

Feeling as if he was stuck in a quagmire, the Nightmare Monk couldn't help but feel the death of his soul any longer, and at the same time, his mind was racing, and he immediately released the golden protective shield

But as soon as the light mask came out of the body, it was forbidden by the Yin and Yang Xuanguang and could no longer expand a bit.

Seeing the Nightmare Clan monk like this, the corners of Fang Huairan's mouth showed a sneer, the left wing behind his back fanned, and the direction of rushing out was to the right, when he passed by the Nightmare Clan, Fang Huairan swung the horizontal sword of his right hand towards his neck, and cut off his great head with a sword.

Flying forward a little more, Fang Huairan stopped his body, turned around and caught the beheaded head, and the five-colored light on his hand flashed, annihilating the spirit in the skull.

Then he collected his head, turned around and flew to the headless corpse of the Nightmare Monk, cut open his stomach with a sword, picked out the spirit core, and then put the body into the Great World Mirror, holding the golden spirit core in his hand.

Without waiting for Fang Huairan to study this spirit core, he suddenly heard a mournful roar, and the purple space around him blurred for a while, and then the purple light dimmed, and Fang Huairan returned to the outside of Feihong City.

With an eyebrow raised, Fang Huairan turned his head to look to the left, and found that the Nightmare Clan's monk's natal nightmare beast aura was suspended in the air without any breath.

Fang Huairan was very interested in this strange thing that the Nightmare Clan monk had bred, and was just about to put it away and study it slowly, when he saw a flash of purple light on the corpse of the Nightmare Beast, and the corpse was like a dry and rotten mummy, turning into a pile of purple ashes, falling with the wind.

Fang Huairan looked at the purple ashes with a look of surprise, and only then shook his head helplessly when the ashes dissipated and there were no more nightmare beasts in the place.

Looking around, I found that the two deputy generals of the Forty-Seven Defense Zone were leaning against the Feihong City Wall at this time, fighting with the male nightmare clan in the early stage of the god transformation and the middle stage of the god transformation in the previous five cultivations, but seeing that both sides were using magic weapons and spells to remotely you and me, Fang Huairan shook his head again.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger, and this sentence is the most suitable way to describe the battle with the nightmare clan, only by entering the nightmare space, can you have the opportunity to kill the opponent,

Now like this, you and I will be in the air, I'm afraid that until the strength of the two methods is exhausted, the winner can be distinguished!

As for the other Nightmare Clan monks in the late stage of the Transformation of God and the middle stage of Transformation of the God of the Five Cultivators, Fang Huairan did not find any traces, and the monks of the late stage of Transformation were easy to say, they should be fighting with Zhou Tong, but there was only a space surrounded by purple mist at the scene, and there was nothing else.

Could it be that Zhou Tong had already killed the Nightmare Clan monk in the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods, and that fog was the battle between Zhou Tong and the Nightmare Clan monks in the middle stage of the Transformation of the Gods?

Although it was not clear, Fang Huairan was not too worried, with the level of Zhou Tong's Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda Tongtian Spirit Treasure, as long as there was no cultivator in the Void Refining Period, the Cultivator in the Transformation Stage would definitely not be able to hurt Zhou Tong.

Turning his gaze to the mid-stage Nightmare Clan who was attacking the two lieutenant generals, Fang Huairan's pupils shrank, he took a deep breath, and the wings behind him slammed into a white streamer, rushing towards the mid-stage Nightmare Clan.

In fact, as early as when Fang Huairan killed the late-stage opponent and came out of the nightmare space, the two monks who attacked already knew about it, after all, there was an example of Zhou Tong coming up after he took the lead in killing the opponent before.

At this time, seeing that Fang Huairan was also like this, the two cultivators glanced at each other, and each of them stepped onto the nightmare beast and fled to both sides.

The second cultivator fled without a fight, Fang Huairan was also stunned, and then fanned his wings behind his back, chasing after the nightmare clan in the middle stage of the god transformation who fled to the north.

The Nightmare Beast was worthy of being a spirit beast with four wings, and its flight speed was not inferior to Fang Huairan's wind and thunder, and even surpassed it.

After chasing for a while, the distance between Fang Huairan and the middle stage of the god transformation became farther and farther away.

Stopping his body, he shook his head helplessly, Fang Huairan knew that he couldn't catch up, if the wind and thunder could have the strength of a top-level spirit treasure, he could catch up, but although the machine spirit had also used evil qi to refine some prohibitions over the years, it was only at the level of a middle-level spirit treasure.

Looking at the forty-eight defense areas that had already entered, the five Transformation Stage Nightmare Clans in the defense area were attacking the Feihong City Wall at this time.

Fang Huairan sneered, his wings flapped, and the sword light on his body burst out, rushing towards the late-stage cultivator of the five cultivators.