However, Fang Huairan still found that the reason why the mana of the Phantom Clan on the front image decreased faster than the figure faded was mainly because of the Boundless Purgatory and the Fallen Galaxy.

Otherwise, Fang Huairan simply calculated, the positive image Phantom Clan would have to be killed at least a hundred times before it could be completely wiped out.

"It's a pity that you met me, if you weren't banned, although it would be difficult for you to defeat me, but it would be easy to leave!" Fang Huairan couldn't help but praise sincerely.

The Illusory Clan monk with a positive image heard Fang Huairan stimulate himself with the language of the Phantom Clan, and he also instantly realized that if he continued like this, he would still be grinded to death sooner or later.

After rolling his eyes, the Phantom Clan with a positive image decisively took the initiative to give up the attack, keeping the mana to regenerate, and at the same time, the divine sense sensed the outside, waiting for his companion to come out of the six reincarnation mirrors when he killed the female cultivator, and then ingest it here, and the two of them together should be able to kill the opponent!

The surrounding sea of fire and the Fallen Star River suddenly stopped, and Fang Huairan instantly guessed what the Phantom Clan with a positive image thought.

Seeing that he was staring at himself with a resentful face, and at the same time kept blurring and condensing, Fang Huairan smiled and said, "It's a pity that I didn't have the kind of attack that pointed directly at the origin, otherwise I would have killed you in one fell swoop."

But that's okay, since you give up attacking and focus on defense, then I'll see how many times you can be resurrected!"

After that, with a stroke of divine thought, the five-colored divine light ball shrank, turning into a five-color giant sword, slashing at the opponent, and at the same time, the Phantom Moon Cold Light Sword and the Phoenix transformed by the Xuanyang Golden Flame also turned the direction of attack and attacked the Phantom Clan with a positive image.

Fang Huairan took a look at the opponent and found that although the opponent had a resentful face, because of his positive image, how could he feel like a tall hero in the movie, despising traitors and traitors!

Fang Huairan stroked his forehead and said to himself: "It's good to look positive! If you play a hero, you don't need acting skills, you can just squeeze your eyebrows!"

Several attacks were killed in turn, and the Phantom Clan with a positive image died once in less than a second, and a minute later, Fang Huairan felt that the aura on the opponent's body had been extremely weak, and he had already begun to use his essence blood to drive the spell of the Dream Bubble.

But after all, there was not much essence blood, and in less than half a minute, the positive image of the Phantom Clan monk turned pale, and the aura on his body couldn't maintain the cultivation in the early stage of refining.

"I'm the Phantom Royal Clan, if you kill me, the monks of my clan's merger period will not let you go!" The Phantom Clan monk with a positive image actually began to make threats regardless of it at this time.

"If you don't let it go, you won't let it go! As long as it doesn't appear now, I'm not afraid! Speaking of which, I have to thank you, in this illusion of boundless purgatory, in addition to absorbing the aura of heaven and earth from the outside world, our fighting method will not be heard at all, and the monks of your clan will not find it at all unless they are close at hand.

As for you dead, they will find out, and I would have left a long time ago by then, so I am not afraid!" Fang Huairan was in a good mood, seeing that his opponent was about to die, he patiently explained and thanked him.

As soon as Fang Huairan said this, the positive image of the Phantom Clan monk immediately realized that he had made a mistake, the impact of the previous several kills and resurrections, so that his Yuan Shen had been in a vague and sober alternation, except for the instinctive urging of the Boundless Purgatory and the Fallen Galaxy, he couldn't concentrate at all.

The positive image of the Phantom Clan monk had the intention of removing the illusion enchantment of the Boundless Purgatory, but suddenly his own aura was stunned, and he could no longer maintain the cultivation of the Void Refining Period.

Immediately after that, his spell dream bubble was also broken, and he only felt a sharp pain coming, and immediately realized that his head was cut off by the five-colored giant sword, and then his consciousness was in a trance, and he completely lost his sense of the outside world.

Fang Huairan, who flew over, reached out and grabbed the head of the frontal image Phantom Clan, and the five-colored light in his hand flashed, shattering the primordial spirit inside.

Then he spit out the Great World Mirror, and after collecting the corpse of the Phantom Clan into it, Fang Huairan also put away his incarnation.

When it was just about to be harvested, the surrounding boundless purgatory could no longer be maintained, and turned into a group of fire attribute heaven and earth aura.

The surrounding scenery changed, Fang Huairan appeared near the previous lamp-type Tongtian Spirit Treasure, glanced around, and found no trace of Zhou Tong and the other triangular eyes.

Frowning slightly, Fang Huairan estimated that Zhou Tong had been ingested into the mirror of that spatial attribute by the triangular-eyed phantom clan.

Thinking of this, Fang Huairan opened his mouth and took out the Great World Mirror again, stretched out his hand and pointed, the Great World Mirror flew to the top of his head, and then the blue light on the mirror was released, and a blue pillar of light shot out close to the ground, and began to rotate around the mirror, scanning the surroundings from the ground upwards and layer by layer.

In fact, the Great Thousand World Mirror now has the strength of a top-level spirit treasure, and in the face of the attack of the Phantom Clan monk before, it can actually sacrifice the mirror light to defend.

However, every time he used the mirror light for so many years, the mirror itself would be injured, so Fang Huairan still didn't dare to use it easily, treating him as a delicate existence, and only waiting for it to truly reach the level of Tongtian Spirit Treasure, then he would dare to use it boldly and with confidence.

However, at this time, it was just searching for the other party's space magic weapon, and Fang Huairan dared to use it boldly.

Just when the mirror light of the Great World Mirror scanned not far from the top of Fang Huairan's head, more than four meters above the ground, suddenly the mirror shook, the space fluctuated, and the six-colored light flickered from nothing, and a six-colored mirror and a figure with eight wings appeared out of thin air, and it was the Phantom Ghost Clan monk with triangular eyes.

The wind behind Fang Huairan thundered, and the figure rushed towards the mirror and figure, and before the new figure could react, the Yin Yang Xuanguang that was propped up covered it inside, and then Fang Huairan opened his mouth and spit out the Green Jade Dragon Yin Sword.

As soon as the cyan sword light flashed, the green jade dragon sword flew out, and as soon as it circled the neck of the triangular-eyed Phantom Clan monk, his great head was cut off.

Fang Huairan, who just flew to the front, stretched out his hand and grabbed his head, and the five-colored light in his hand gushed out, smashing the skull, and without waiting for the natal crystal bead inside to fly away, he sucked in the mana, inhaled it into his palm and began to search for souls.

In less than half a minute of the same soul search, the natal crystal bead had a tendency to self-destruct again, Fang Huairan hurriedly stopped, and the blue light of the Great Thousand World Mirror above his head swept over, putting away the corpse and crystal bead of the Phantom Clan.

Fang Huairan stretched out his hand and grabbed the six-color mirror, and as soon as the mana surged, he felt Zhou Tong inside.

It seems that this treasure is just a heavenly spirit treasure, not the natal magic weapon of the triangular eye phantom clan, as soon as the mana is urged, the six-colored light flashed, and Zhou Tong and her two avatars were teleported out.