Immediately after, the Fog Siren King found that his guess was true, and the most unlikely thing happened just happened.

A white figure flew out from the crack of the torn city protection light shield, straight up to the nine heavens, although it was not close, many high-ranking monks still recognized it at a glance, it was Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan raised his hand, a simple bronze mirror appeared, in the sky against the storm, in an instant turned into the size of a zhang, Xiao Fan said something in his mouth, both hands flicked, one by one into the bronze mirror, the original look dull copper mirror, the mirror surface of a layer of yellow luster, soon, into a shining golden light.

"Hurry!"

Xiao Fan burst into a shout, slammed his palm, and hit the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror trembled slightly, and a golden light of a thickness shot towards the ground.

"Bad ......"

Immediately, there were high-level demon cultivators who felt the incomparably pure righteousness from this golden light, and they were the nemesis of a demonic path evil cultivator.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

Jin Guang was sweeping the most densely populated area of the demon army, and suddenly the miserable cry was earth-shattering.

Wherever the golden light passed, the cultivation was a low-level demonic path and evil cultivation, and it immediately turned into puffs of smoke, disappeared, and dissipated invisibly. Those with higher cultivation and quick reflexes were lucky enough to escape, but they ran a little slower, and were swept by the golden light, and one arm or one leg disappeared.

According to the records of the Wujimen classics, during the Great War of the Righteous Demons, the Divine Eye Patriarch drove the Demon Mirror with all his might, and with the power of one person, he killed tens of thousands of demon troops in the blink of an eye.

The power of this mirror. It can be seen.

For a time, the demon army's formation was in chaos.

The coalition forces thundered with joy. The morale that was already extremely low and on the verge of complete collapse was boosted. and forgot to die to fight with the demon army.

"Guo Daoyou, Ji Daoyou, let's stop him."

As soon as the Fog Siren King saw that the situation was not right, he immediately made a decision and shouted.

Although he also knew that Xiao Fan was very powerful, he thought that with the strength of the three of them, it was enough to entangle him. Wait for the white-haired demon to send a few more Great Demon Venerables of the same level over, it will be the end of this Xiao Fan!

As the commander of the army, the Fog Siren King made this decision. It should be said that it is very timely and very correct. However, for him, this decision was a big mistake, and by the time the Fog Sea Demon King found out that he was so wrong, it was irretrievable.

The Great Demon Venerable surnamed Guo and another thin Great Demon Venerable answered at the same time, followed behind the Fog Sea Demon King, and quickly shot towards Xiao Fan.

Although this demon mirror is mainly used to kill and injure low-level monks, it has a great impact on morale. Seeing that a group of Nanzhou monks over there were about to break through and walk towards the sea to the east. It is even more necessary to stop Xiao Fan. Under such circumstances, it would be too much to say that a large number of Nanzhou monks were allowed to escape.

The three Great Demon Venerables including the Mist Siren King stepped forward, and Xiao Fan raised his hand. put away the demon mirror, hovered quietly in mid-air, and looked at the three of them lightly. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a hint of a smile appeared on him.

The Fog Siren King is also an extremely alert character. Seeing Xiao Fan's slightly sarcastic expression, his heart suddenly chuckled. Straight down.

Xiao Fan's expression was like that of a clever hunter, watching the prey automatically and consciously get into the trap he had set up a long time ago.

But it was a little too late.

A piercing sound of breaking the sky came, and the three of them looked up in unison, only to see a vermilion, fist-sized round ball, which suddenly appeared above the heads of the three people, and an indescribable ruined breath came out of the ball.

"It's ......"

The thin Ji surnamed Great Demon Venerable's eyes narrowed slightly, he was frightened and surprised, and for a while, it was difficult to determine what this was.

"It's not good, it's off the fire bomb, let's go!"

After all, the Mist Siren King reacted faster, and almost immediately realized that something was wrong, and shouted loudly.

Back then, Xiao Fan killed the Shadow Great Demon Venerable in front of the two armies, and killed thousands of demon army forwards with one shot, although they were in the Triangle City, far away, and they didn't see it very clearly, but they could still see the general situation, and they were all apprehensive about the perverted power of the fire bomb.

Fortunately, they also knew that such a perverted killing weapon must be particularly difficult to refine, even if it was from the Fire Sect, it was impossible to have too much inventory.

If it was easy to refine, as long as ten or eight were continuously launched at the Triangle City, the city protection array would immediately be unable to resist.

In that case, I am afraid that the Fire Sect would have already become the number one sect in the Nanzhou Continent!

It should be said that their speculation is basically the truth.

After the two fire bombs were fired that day, this last one became the only fruit left, Xiao Fan asked Yun Ming for it, and he couldn't bear it, but he didn't expect it to be used here in the end. The fire bomb was originally a super killer weapon aimed at the dense formation of the large army, and the middle and low-level demon cultivators gathered together, and when the fire bomb exploded, there was no way to dodge, there was no way to avoid it, and the damage was extremely heavy. Under normal circumstances, it is not ideal to deal with a late-stage Great Demon Venerable like the Mist Siren King.

With the agility and speed of the Great Demon Venerable, it was enough to avoid the fire bomb when it was just fired.

But this time, by the time they noticed something was wrong, the fire bomb was already overhead.

I obviously didn't see Xiao Fan holding the fire dragon cannon in his hand just now, who fired this fire bomb?

It's just that at this time, naturally no one had the heart to think about this problem, and when they saw that the situation was not right, the three Great Demon Venerables immediately shot away in different directions. Although they reacted quickly, and their speed was as fast as an arrow from a string, the moment they reacted, the fire bomb had already "boomed" and exploded in the air.

A fiery red mushroom cloud rose into the sky, enough to destroy the rolling waves of flames, and instantly swept away in all directions.

No matter how fast the Great Demon Venerable's speed is, it is still slightly inferior to the speed at which the fire wave swept after the explosion of the fire bomb.

Although the Misty Siren King and the other three avoided the very center of the fire bomb explosion in time, they were still caught up by the rolling waves of flames in a blink of an eye, and they were instantly drowned in the waves of fire.

Exclamations, screams, and angry shouts rang out almost simultaneously.

Xiao Fan didn't have time to appreciate this qiē for a long time, and his body shook and disappeared in place.

"Whoosh-"

Three figures shot out from the tumbling waves of fire, one by one, the wolf was unbearable, and the injuries were not light.

For the Great Demon Venerable, the flames burned were only flesh wounds, but the fire waves from the fire bombs were extraordinary, not only burned the skin and flesh, but also the meridians of the whole body were burned by the power of the essence and flame contained in them, and as long as the true yuan mana was slightly mobilized in the meridians, it would be painful.

In such an injury, if you swallow the symptomatic pill immediately after the injury and retreat for treatment, you will be able to heal in three or two months.

But the point is that Xiao Fan can't give them such a respite.

The Fog Siren King Kankan shot out from the right side of the fire wave, and without saying a word, he was about to go to the main formation, not far from his side, a burst of water ripples twisted over, and Xiao Fan's white figure appeared. The burnt Fog Siren King didn't pay attention, and almost collided with Xiao Fan.

"Dragon Elephant Heavy Hand!"

Xiao Fan let out a low shout, struck out with a palm, and the wind blew his face, and a huge force like the top of Mount Tai slammed into his face.

At this moment, Xiao Fan handled it just right, and his calculations were extremely accurate, and the teleportation was blocked in the path that the Fog Sea Demon King had to pass, which was almost equivalent to a sneak attack.

On weekdays, Xiao Zhenren naturally disdains to use such means.

However, the current situation is very different, and he can't pay attention to any rules.

Since it is a war, then the goal is victory.

As the saying goes, soldiers don't get tired of cheating!

This seemingly simple and rude palm strike, in fact, had already sealed the left and right retreats of the Fog Siren King in an instant, except for a hard encounter, it was almost impossible for him to have any other way to deal with it in such a short period of time.

The Mist Siren King gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain between the meridians, violently raised the true yuan mana, and slammed his palm to meet it.

"Boom!"

Rao is this demon king is the blood of the sea beast, born with a strong body, and was hit head-on by the dragon elephant in a hurry, and he couldn't stand it, he snorted, his body was like an arrow off the string, flying backwards, and the person was in the air, he was already vomiting blood.

It's a pity that his face was burned black by the waves of fire, but he couldn't see the change in his face.

In his busy schedule, the Fog Sea Demon King took the time to glance in other directions, but found that the Great Demon Venerable surnamed Guo and the Great Demon Venerable surnamed Ji were both caught in a heavy siege, and several white-robed monks appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly surrounded the two who were also seriously injured, as if they had been waiting in ambush there for a long time.

The power of divine thought was swept away in a hurry, and he was even more shocked.

They are all great monks in the late Yuan Infant period!

Judging from the spiritual pressure revealed from his body, it seems that he and Xiao Fan are still of the same species and origin, from the same lineage.

However, when did Wuji Gate have so many late great monks?

And even if there were, where did they come from?

For a while, the Fog Siren King's mind was a mess, where did he understand!

Besides, he really didn't have time to go into the details.

The problems he faced were very strict and could not be solved at all.

The others were still in mid-air, Xiao Fan shook his body and disappeared from the spot again.

A chill rose from the tail vertebrae of the Mist Siren King, instantly spreading all over his body. Although he couldn't help himself at this moment, a set of black soft armor flew out of the storage bracelet, and in the blink of an eye, his body was wrapped from head to toe.

This set of soft armor was originally worn by him underwater, but when it came to land, the power was greatly reduced, but it was better than nothing.

As soon as he completed this action, there was a soft sound of "wave", Xiao Fan came out from beside him, and with a flip of his wrist, a blue-gold long sword was already in his hand.

"Nine Rings!"

Xiao Fan let out a low shout, and the blue-gold long sword danced, only to see the sword light in the sky, and the head and head covered the brain.

Wuji Nine Swords, also known as Nine Links.

Once it is used, it will be endless, and there will be no winner or loser, and it will never give up. (To be continued......)