As for the other drawbacks, she put them aside for the time being, because she had to figure out the relationship between the King of the Spell Realm and the Void Abyss!

Looking at Fan Ping again, when he heard that these five words suddenly appeared in his mind, his shock was self-evident. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info╪╪┢╪.[[。 c《o

Even though Bai Muyun's current realm of ontological soul division has long passed Fan Ping's understanding that he is still at the peak of the supernatural realm, and the soul is essentially an absolute difference between the fusion of the earth soul and the human soul, the feeling of soul fluctuation is still somewhat similar to Bai Muyun.

Fan Ping's body stiffened, but he didn't speak immediately. The suspicious gaze he cast was quickly overshadowed by his next attack.

The change in his eyes made Bai Muyun immediately understand what Fan Ping meant. The white sword in her hand didn't give him any respite for another attack, and cut off the dark spell that was wrapped around her again, and she resigned directly to the top of the main hall. At the same time, the direction of Fan Ping's attack also changed instantly, and several black palm prints rushed upwards with the white sword shadow.

This time, three huge whirlpools appeared above the main hall, as if sensing the enemy's determination to break the formation, and the entire palace began to tremble violently from side to side. ┢╪┝═┝┠┡.［〈。 The whirlpool grew bigger and faster, almost superimposed into three layers of curtain wall to stop Bai Muyun's attack.

The corners of "Yan Bin's" mouth rose slightly, and the whole person was directly pulled up on the spot, and rushed up after Fan Ping's palm print.

However, at this moment, the whirlpool that had not yet collided with the sword qi suddenly rolled violently, and a lightning bolt appeared in the space above the main hall, like a white dragon dancing. At the same time, I saw three huge feet appear in the middle of each whirlpool. Each Dingzu Upper Realm was engraved with extremely complex spells, exuding an extremely strong power of secret spells, comparable to the power of the first level of Xiangang, which almost made the entire hall unbearable.

At this moment, an invisible force suddenly rushed out from the three dingzu. Fan Ping, who had just wanted to rush up with "Yan Bin", couldn't help but walk backwards, and then couldn't move a little more under the pressure of this terror.

Bai Muyun's heart moved, and a white sword qi instantly split into three strands, hitting the center of each tripod.

The three crackling sounds that appeared at the same time shook Fan Ping's knowledge of the sea as if he had been pierced by ten thousand swords. Immediately blood flowed from the eyes, ears and nose. And the space in the entire large array also appeared densely packed with long and short cracks, which instantly dyed this place black.

The "Boom ......" front seemed to be completely crushed by something, and it swayed violently. ┞┠═.〔［。 c(o{m{

The figure of the silver-shirted man did not go upwards again, but was suspended in the air, and beautiful silver lights wrapped around him. If you look closely. It is not difficult to see that this silver light is still radiating a little red light outward. Although Yan Bin's appearance is not handsome, this moment in Fan Ping's eyes can only be described by the word "shock".

The silver light slowly converged into one, enveloping the figure of the silver-shirted man, and a huge snake head slowly conjured up on it, opening a huge snake mouth, as if it was really like a silent roar in the sky.

"Click, click...... Boom ......" Finally, the large array where the entire palace was located was completely shattered, and it returned to quiet darkness again.

Fan Ping only felt a lightness all around. But then the whole body seemed to be emptied of all its strength, and the whole person fell to the ground uncontrollably, and he was unable to stand up for a while.

"Did you pass this second level?" "Yan Bin" didn't seem to care about the other person's life or death at all, raised his head, stared in the same direction as the illusory snake head, and shouted coldly.

"Congratulations, you're on the third level." A hoarse voice suddenly floated through the air. Immediately after, a pair of huge eyes opened in the void.

"Don't be pretentious, I'm bound to win this test." "Yan Bin" was not afraid of the blue brilliance emanating from these eyes, and his hands were behind his back. Ang Dao, "Although I don't know what the power of this formation is, it seems that the sword under it is the nemesis of this formation." ”

"Arrogant little doll! Do you know who the old man is? ”

"It can't be a living person locked up here again, right?"

"Haha, the old man has long been out of life and death. How can you understand that? In my opinion, it is the right choice for you to obediently become a prisoner of this third formation with him! ”

"Escape from life and death?" "Yan Bin" sneered when he heard this, "I don't even dare to admit whether I am dead or alive, so don't pretend to be mysterious!" If you have the ability, let those who are convinced lose under your big array! ”

Bai Muyun successfully used the most contemptuous language to provoke the other party's anger, causing ten huge pillars of white qi to appear around her in the next moment, trapping her and Fan Ping in a roughly ten zhang range.

Really. This is where the "Ten Rounds of Reversal Spell" formation used by the King of the Spell Realm is located.

Looking at these ten pillars of qi where strength and weakness intersected, and between the virtual and the real, Bai Muyun once again used his soul power to transmit to Fan Pingdao: "Do you know where you are?" If you don't tell me the truth, you'll be the first to die completely. ”

Fan Ping was not afraid of the other party's threat, but he couldn't die now, because in the years that he had been trapped here for an unknown amount of time, he was no longer the Lan clan elder who had inherited part of the power of Xuantian, and he was proud of the world. Through some of the books that appeared in this hall, he learned a lot about the Red and White Clan and the Ancient Martial Giant Clan.

At the same time, he also began to hear a faint voice of call here, as if there was still a doppelganger of himself in this world, constantly connecting with the soul to make him must find him. Moreover, this voice had also instructed him on how to cultivate several times.

So, in this place where he didn't know how much time flow was, Fan calmly improved his cultivation. But it's a pity that he can't feel any origin here, and he can only rely on the power of the dark spell in the big array to wash the meridians and condense the immortal yuan. Although he knew the risks of doing so, he had no choice.

In the battle with the King of the Spell Realm, he was unable to win the power left by Xuantian, and after exhausting his own strength, he lost all possible opportunities to advance without his origin. And according to the voice that called for him, the power of this dark spell is even more powerful than the original source, and if it can't be used, it can only be completely consumed here.

In fact, after countless failed attempts to break through the Great Array and not absorb the Dark Curse, he had no choice. So now, except for his red eyes, there is no trace of the Lan clan breath on Zhou's body, let alone the power of the Red clan left by Xuantian.

"This is the former master of the mortal world, under the underground palace built by Ziyu before his death." Fan replied flatly.

**Chapter 531 slightly corrected the error** (To be continued.) )

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