In the dark valley, the mist of death floats in every corner of the space. In the center, Zhu Xidao coughed up blood and was stabbed in the chest by Chen Fan's sword. Blood flows like a column. Not long ago, the clothes he had changed were dyed red again.

"It's you!"

Ju Xidao's eyes were cold, and although he was badly injured and dying, his face remained the same.

"It's me!"

Chen Fan sneered and blew it down directly.

He and Zhu Xidao had nothing to say, there was no way to do it, and now there was no need to talk nonsense with him, the silver iron fist shook the void, and once again a gust of wind blew through many fantasy red-haired ghost corpses.

"Woo ......"

Ten ghosts howled, cold and new, and pairs of rotting ghostly claws roamed the air.

Chen Fan strode forward with magical steps. He avoided many ghosts, such as flowing clouds and water. He walked straight to Zhu Xi's path, his right hand clenched into a fist, and his left hand holding a sword. He exerted tremendous pressure on four areas, such as the passage of hurricanes, drying, and decay.

Zhu Xidao's eyes flashed with coldness, but he didn't take the initiative to greet him, and resolutely stepped back.

Chen Fan sneered, the katana used these two methods, opened wide and closed widely, looked at Zhu Xidao with disdain, and opened his mouth disdainfully: "Aren't you the son of a hidden family, powerful and tyrannical, and even able to overturn the decision of the Nantianmen Elders." What's wrong now? Why did you run away like a dog when you came here with your strength?"

"Boom ......"

The silver rays reach heaven and rise into the sky, turning magical symbols into icy sacrifices.

Zhu Xidao's eyes were cold and full of murderous intent, but he still had no choice but to shake vigorously. He moves at a mysterious speed and dodges several times. Because in his current state, the combat effectiveness is less than a fifth of the normal level. Facing Chen Fan on the top of the mountain, if he shook hard, there was only one way to defeat him.

Zhu Xidao's speed was very fast, and Chen Fan was surprised by this speed.

However, he didn't care. The magic step is the highest form recorded in the immortal scriptures of Buddhism. Cultivating to extremes requires reversing time and space. This is definitely not an ordinary step and can be compared to beauty. He pushed it over step by step.

"Bang ......"

The silver iron fist was pressed so fast that Ju Xidao, who stepped on the mysterious steps, changed color. He was hit by Chen Fan in front and fell on the spot with one arm, apparently fractured.

The two fought, the divine energy surged, Chen Fan fought the main battle, with sharp results, while Zhu Xi blindly dodged, and maneuvered with Chen Fan with mysterious steps. He didn't even have a fourth-level divine power now, and he was very weak.

"Ugh!"

Hundreds of red-haired ghost corpses roared, pairs of sharp claws waving in the void, quite a group of ghosts dancing around. But now, under the battle between Chen Fan and Zhu Xidao, they have completely become supporting roles.

"Uncle Ben is here, my child!"

In the distance, there was a powerful fluctuation of divine power. A knife fell from the sky and slashed at Zhu Xidao.

Qin Luo arrived and shot directly.

"Hey, it's okay, kill him!"

Chen Fan laughed and shot even more terrifyingly. The silver iron fist struck the hollow space.

He is not the kind of hypocrite who will not be humiliated by the Second World War. The so-called morality and justice are shit in his eyes. Most importantly, he didn't feel any moral need to deal with Zhu Xidao.

"Kill!"

He screamed above his head, and his body was covered with color. He summons a number of magical weapons using supreme military control techniques.

Top soldiers fly, powerful treasure ships crisscross the country, and terrifying fighting forces are spread across all areas.

"Puff puff ......"

Ju Xidao has not yet been hit, and some of the ghost corpses in the vicinity were the first to be hit.

In the face of dozens of magic weapons, including even using the Plough Beidou Sword Formation to urge the Battle Sword Formation, even the masters of the seventh day of the Demon God would have a numb scalp, and several of the corpses of the war ghosts next to them were smashed on the spot.

"This guy ......"

Bingxin stood in the clearing, staring at the battle ahead. His eyes were as surprised and incredulous as water.

Chen Fan's rapid growth surprised her, she was a virgin of the Ice Palace. She remembered that when we first met, this man had no choice but to use royal swordsmanship, but now he was strong enough to easily slash the mighty Magic Kingdom. Even in ancient times, the speed of planting was a kind of super Uber that shocked the whole world.

The pervert said he wanted to prove it. “

Mu Xiaoxiao hugged the colorful little guy and opened her mouth with a smile.

Ye Yuqiu was slightly stunned, and a strange light flashed in Chen Yifeng's eyes.

"Humph!"

Bingxin snorted coldly, such a careless man, said that he wanted to prove that although it was not the first time she had heard Mu Xiaoxiao say, she still didn't want to believe it. However, despite this, she had to admit that Chen Fan's potential was terrifying. Judging by her achievements today, she is definitely qualified to embark on that supreme path to heaven.

"Boom ......"

Powerful divine power fluctuations swept across the fields, shattering the bodies of many ghosts.

"This pervert!"

Qin Luo cursed in a low voice and took the initiative to walk down.

Because Chen Fan's attack method was so terrifying, dozens of magic weapons, including four treasures, were all feats of fate. At this moment, his strength alone was enough to suppress Zhu Xidao and not be able to raise his head, and now this state could not compete with him at all.

"This is a malicious character in the rumors, okay, it's terrible!"

Su Sachiko secretly swallowed her saliva.

Before the strongest test, Chen Fan suppressed the young talents of the four major sects, causing panic. In the most intense test, World War I destroyed the Wei Zijiao Tang Hongguang, the Moon Sect Fang Cheng, and their other disciples, including Situ Mu, who buried the ghosts and gods, causing his name to be thoroughly echoed.

After World War I, the name of the Malligent was eventually thoroughly communicated among many of the testers, with some even associating him with the sons of the Four Immortal Sects, saint-level figures. This is an absolutely dangerous terrorist and cannot be provoked.

Sachiko was frightened, and his back felt numb. With such strength and methods, he never thought he would be able to resist them. Maybe he'll be knocked to the ground. After knowing Zhu Xidao's identity, he was even more scared. His calves were weak. This man dared to start studying the son of the hidden family. He's just a madman. No wonder he is called a man of malice. Who would dare to do that?

"Ju Xidao, what's wrong? Aren't you great? Didn't you take the initiative to kill Uncle Ben? What is the situation now? Run away like a lost dog. What else are you talking about hiding the son of this family and being the best in the world? If I were you, I would be killed here. ”

Chen Fan pushed forward, intimidated by the means, and provoked by the words, interfering with Zhu Xi's Dao.

Ju Xidao's face didn't change, more trauma and constant blood flow, but his eyes became colder.

"One day it will cut you off!"

He finally spoke, frighteningly cold, and suddenly rushed out of the body of a Xuanyutai.

"That's it!"

Ye Yuqiu and Bingxin frowned at the same time.

"Whoa......

The space suddenly split, the speed was unimaginable, and before Chen Fan could react, Zhu Xidao was engulfed in an instant, disappearing in front of everyone, and he couldn't even feel a trace of fluctuation in his life.

Flume!

Chen Fan's eyeballs barely popped out, and the energy ball in his hand disappeared with a pop. This is what he used to greet Zhu Xidao. I didn't expect the cargo to disappear suddenly. It was an instantaneous move.

"What's going on, what's that?"

Chen Fan looked at Ye Yuqiu.

"A small transfer station allows the transfer of space over short distances"

The opening of Ye Yuqiu is obviously not new to Xuanyutai.

"It works great!"

Chen Fan glared, this is too convenient!

If he had such a teleporter, even if it was a teleporter 100 feet away, it would be dozens of times faster than magic walking. After all, why didn't Zhu Xidao run for his life on the Xuanyu Terrace?

"Such a small teleportation platform is enough to compare to a treasure, and it is difficult to carve with the power of the four immortal sects. Bingxin seemed to know what he was thinking, glanced at him, and said, "The most important thing is that it can only be used once, and at the beginning, it must be carved in the other direction to be successful." ”

This also explains why Zhu Xidao didn't use the Xuanyutai to escape from the Xuanxian-level demon king, he didn't expect to encounter such difficulties at first, although there was such a mysterious thing in his body, but it didn't set up a line of defense, and he didn't use it until he escaped into the depths of the ghost burial.

Surrounded by red-haired ghosts, he was seriously injured, but the ghosts were not enough to pose a death threat to him. Therefore, he did not use the Xuanyu platform either. It wasn't until Chen Fan forced him to come that he felt that his life was in danger, and resolutely withdrew from the field of vision of several people with Xuanyutai.

"Uh......"

Chen Fan was speechless, but his eyes were straighter.

My mother, such a small jade table is enough to compare with a treasure, and it can only be used once, this is too extravagant, too extravagant, I'm afraid there are still hidden descendants of the family are eligible to enjoy it.

"Huhuhu......"

Yin Feng was furious, the ghost claws were thick, and a red-haired monster comparable to the five days of the demon god leaned down, the ghost eyes were blue, the face was rotten and deformed, and the fishy yellow saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, grabbing Chen Fan's neck.

"Get out. Didn't you see my brother talking about business?"

Chen Fan didn't look back, his backhand was a slap, and with a bang, the ghost corpse flew more than ten feet away, hitting a nearby cliff, and the solid corpse crashed with a pop, shattered, and a pool of black blood.

Su Xingzi swallowed her saliva again, Dao'an is too perverted.

After Zhu Xidao left, Chen Fan was instead besieged by these red-haired monsters, and a pair of eerie claws waved the dead corpse and slashed at Chen Fan's neck.

Chen Fan didn't care about this. These ghost corpses are just strong corpses, and their physical strength is comparable to that of a magic god. There is no magic in front of them. For him at the top, there is no deterrent.

"Boom ......"

His right foot shook violently on the ground, and immediately there was a dragon roar, and dozens of black magic dragons rushed out, rolling up like a tide, and drowned all the ghost corpses with a bang, and the center of gravity was unstable, all of them fell to the ground, scattered all over the ground.

The crowd moved on, and soon appeared in a relatively wide song. In front of it there is a black stone tablet with three ancient seals carved on it. These three ancient figures immediately shook the hearts of the crowd, and the result was the Death's Gate.