With a bang, the direct move of the dragon drama painting, the green dragon exploring the water, pierced the body of the Phantom Clan.

Injured the other party so easily, Fang Huairan's brows immediately furrowed, and the feeling transmitted back through the Qingyu Dragon Yin Sword, this blow didn't seem to hit the entity, but it wasn't completely without feeling, it was like concentrating a bubble, there was a feeling, but it was a very brittle feeling.

Could this be the so-called dream bubble? Fang Huairan was thinking quickly in his mind as he approached his opponent.

Soon, Fang Huairan saw that the pierced body of the Phantom Clan in the positive image dissipated like a bubble, but under the vision of the clear water true pupil, the body of the Phantom Clan monk was still in place, just a little illusory.

After calculating the distance between himself and the high platform, Fang Huairan instantly activated the Yin and Yang Xuanguang without thinking about it, and a spherical ball of black and white light propped it up, and regardless of whether the body of the Phantom Clan monk was still on the platform, he covered the entire high platform.

It was really crooked, and just after the Yin and Yang Xuanguang covered all the high platforms, the illusory figure of the Phantom Clan, who was half-turned to escape, gradually turned into solidification, and the speed of escape was as slow as a snail.

Fang Huairan smiled, his heart was settled, it seemed that the fantasy bubble of the Phantom Clan was to turn the body into a bubble to be immune to a lethal attack, but after the attack, the body was still in place.

In that case, I don't believe that this spell doesn't cost mana! As long as the mana is exhausted, your immortal body will be unloaded into eight stages!

With such a decision in his heart, Fang Huairan looked around and found that a raging flame suddenly rose in the purgatory, turning into four walls and squeezing towards the platform in the middle, and at the same time, burning meteorites continued to fall from the sky.

"Could it be the eighth scene in the Eight Views Palace, the Falling World Galaxy?" Fang Huairan looked at the meteorites that fell overwhelmingly, and couldn't help but ask in the Phantom Clan language.

As soon as the words fell, the Phantom Clan with the positive image on the stage showed a hint of sarcasm, and then no longer struggled to escape, but the mana on his body was agitated, and he didn't know what preparations he was making.

Fang Huairan shook his head helplessly, and with a thought, the five-clawed green dragon that flew out earlier turned around, and made a move to attack the side of the Phantom Clan with a positive image.

There was another loud bang, and the body of the Phantom Clan disappeared like a bubble, but under the vision of the clear water true pupil, the illusory body of the Phantom Clan was still there, but it was still forbidden by the Yin and Yang Xuanguang and could not move, maintaining the appearance that it had just turned around and turned halfway.

Fang Huairan's heart was relieved, the Yin and Yang Xuanguang was still useful against the Phantom Clan that had turned illusory, so wasn't the other party a live target!

After ordering the two clones to wait for the Phantom Clan's bodies to solidify before attacking one after another, Fang Huairan focused his attention on the Purgatory Fire Sea and the Fallen World Galaxy outside.

Because just now, the four walls of fire have been surrounded, and the five-color divine light of his own protection can no longer completely isolate the high temperature, it is estimated that when the wall of fire is closed, it is estimated that if he wants to resist it, it is estimated that it will take a lot of effort.

Moreover, there were more and more flame meteorites that smashed on the Yin Yang Xuanguang Ball above his head, and the Yin Yang Xuanguang also shook a little.

Fang Huairan's right hand storage ring flashed, and a white transparent long sword appeared in his hand, throwing the flying sword above his head, and the Dao Dao magic trick hit it.

In a few breaths, the long sword that absorbed a large amount of fire and earth attribute heaven and earth aura around it turned into a round of cold full moon that could be as big as a face disk, Fang Huairan shouted softly, "Haoyue is in the sky", and the cold full moon flew to the top of the Yin Yang Xuanguang Ball.

The full moon floated there, Fang Huairan stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and countless cold moon-white sword lights shot out, stabbing towards the inside of the Yin-Yang Xuanguang Ball and those flame meteorites that were close to the Yin-Yang Xuanguang Ball.

The sound of puff and puff kept coming, and all the flame meteorites within the reach of the sword light were all cut in two, and all the spiritual energy was lost or suspended in the Yin-Yang Xuanguang, or slipped down the edge of the Yin-Yang Xuanguang Ball.

Fang Huairan nodded with satisfaction, and after the mana kept entering the cold full moon above his head, he didn't care about the falling galaxy above his head, but instead shifted his attention to the four walls of fire that were about to be closed.

At this time, his own means were only the five elements of the main primordial infant in one, Fang Huairan shouted, and a five-colored ball of light stretched out with itself as the center, and soon the edge hit the four walls of fire.

For a while, the five-color light flickered, and the fire wall and the five-color light curtain kept consuming each other, but the sharp-eyed Fang Huairan still found that it was worthy of being a small five-element five-color divine light that was a combination of five elements, and the power was still stronger than this fire wall, and the consumption of the fire wall was a little faster than the five-color divine light.

Although it is impossible to distinguish the winner in a short period of time, after a long time, his five-color divine light will undoubtedly win.

However, Fang Huairan was still a little unhappy, how could he not be able to restrain the five elements in the past, but when he got here, he couldn't fix and control the fire wall? Could it be that this Eight Views Palace Lamp was a powerful Tongtian Spirit Treasure?

No, the lights may have been able to be controlled!

The five-color divine light can be restrained against the magic weapons of the same level, as long as they belong to the five elements, is it because this boundless purgatory is stimulated by the joint efforts of the Eight Views Palace Lantern and the Phantom Clan monks, and the level alone has surpassed his own five-color divine light?

Thinking of this, Fang Huairan felt that what he analyzed might be the answer, otherwise the supernatural spirit of the Phantom Clan on the opposite side would not have much merit except for the benefit of the immortal body.

Suddenly thinking of the lights, Fang Huairan immediately remembered that he still had a means, that is, Xuanyang Golden Flame! What a stupid thing! Fang Huairan couldn't help but pat his head, and opened his mouth to spit out a fist-sized golden flame.

As soon as the Xuanyang Golden Flame came out, it frantically absorbed the surrounding fire-attribute heaven and earth aura, and in the blink of an eye, it began to compete with the fire wall outside for the surrounding fire-attribute heaven and earth aura.

When the fire ball swelled to a diameter of more than one meter, Fang Huairan's mind moved, and the fire ball burst open, and a fire phoenix more than two meters long appeared out of thin air, and a loud phoenix cry sounded, and the fire phoenix's wings fanned and flew to the fire wall in front of him.

With a pop, the fire phoenix plunged headlong into the wall of fire, constantly pecking and tearing the wall of fire with its claws.

Fang Huairan nodded with satisfaction, and turned his attention back to the positive image Phantom Clan who was constantly killed by the Qingyu Dragon Yin Sword and the two clones.

After observing for a moment with the true pupil of blue water, Fang Huairan found that with each time he was killed, the reappeared figure of the Phantom Clan would dim a little, and at the same time, the mana on his body would also decrease a little, it seemed that his expectation was correct, although the other party was infinitely resurrected, it was not the resurrection of the rootless wood!