"Come on, let me see if you are him!" Luo Fan's mind flashed with such a thought. The aura that he condensed and slashed towards the Spell King's body without stopping at all, and the momentum was really like opening the world, giving rise to a strange feeling that could not be resisted.

Where does the Spell King have extra energy to comment at this time, admiring, at this moment, he only feels an indescribable danger enveloping him, as if his body, his soul, and his own qiē will completely collapse and die in the next moment, the next moment, and turn into powder.

"How is it possible?!The structure of this spell condensed axe is only at the level of an ordinary small Cheng quasi-saint, and there is not much wonder at all, why does it have such great power?

When he felt that indescribable danger, where did he dare to use his spell body to test the power of this axe, and when his mind moved slightly, the altar above his head suddenly shook, and suddenly turned into a dark light, and in a turn, it merged with his body, making his body seem to directly turn into a mysterious light.

However, this was the last action he could react to.

The speed at which Luo Fan's axe slashed down was almost like opening the world, how could there be too many opportunities for him to react? He could have such a defensive move, which was already considered to be faster than the limit.

When he was one with the Xuanguang and turned into the Xuanguang himself, Luo Fan's spell was condensed, and the axe with a faint bright red light directly struck him, directly from head to toe, evenly separating him from both sides.

The many spell cultivators around them exclaimed in unison. There was something incredulous, there was something unbelievable, and it was clear that everyone was shocked and couldn't believe what was happening at this time.

"It's so strong!" said the Spell King, who had been split on both sides, with difficulty. The light that had been separated from each other re-condensed into one in the process. Obviously, after merging with that Xuanguang, he also has the illusory nature of that Xuanguang, but he can be divided and combined at will, even if it is split on both sides. It didn't even affect his life.

It's just that. In the middle of the two sides of the body that was reunited, there was still a faint bright red light, as if it was a previous scar, so that people could know what had happened before at a glance.

"Come again!" before Luo Fan could say anything. The King of Spells let out a loud cry. As he spoke, he raised his hand above his head and wiped it off his feet. As he swept his palm, the bright red light disappeared completely, as if it had been completely eliminated. Such a situation. Seeing the cultivation of many charms around him, he was greatly amazed, and finally completely relieved. I thought that he had recovered from the injuries he had suffered with great ease.

However, only Luo Fan knew that at this moment, the Spell King had not recovered from that injury at all. The mystery of the trend of the times carried by the axe is still constantly destroying his wounds, constantly preventing the wounds from truly healing and condensing.

The reason why it seemed that the injury had completely recovered at this time was just that the Spell King pressed down the injury and covered up the wound with absolute strength.

But. This is also what he can sense with his super Dao realm, if he is only a small quasi-saint, it is impossible to sense these at all.

"I didn't expect Your Excellency to be so clever, this bit of annihilation power was obtained by me in an epiphany, and its power was only a little bit of my contact. The mind is stagnant, and it is difficult to be independent, and if it is attacked by it, it will definitely be a dead body, and the soul will be scattered. There is not the slightest possibility. I thought that this kind of power would definitely cause you some damage, but I didn't want it to be useless. It's really impressive. Although he knew that this Spell King was only covering up his injuries, Luo Fan obviously still needed to say something about the scene, so he spoke.

"It turned out to be an epiphany, no wonder. Many of the other spell cultivators couldn't help but think so, and the anger they had against Luo Fan had completely subsided.

They put themselves in their shoes and imagined that if they had an epiphany of some powers that they were afraid of, they would definitely use their strongest power when fighting with the Spell King, hoping to get the Spell King's guidance so that they could better control this power.

Thinking about it like this, it is natural that there is no more mustard for Luo Fan's approach.

The Spell King naturally couldn't say anything at this time that the damage he suffered was even worse than Luo Fan imagined, so he could only shake his head and say, "It really hurt me, and Daoist friends didn't think wrong." ”

There was no lie in such a statement, but it made everyone who heard these words feel that he was just comforting Luo Fan, lest Luo Fan lose his faith in this power......

Luo Fan smiled secretly, but he wouldn't be polite to him.

His mind moved slightly, and countless bright red charms erupted from the acupuncture points around his body, constantly pouring into the axe that had become broken before, and after a while, the axe became complete again, and it seemed harder than the between, more condensed, and at the same time sharper, and the aura it exuded was even more powerful.

After the axe was formed, he held the axe with both hands, his eyes revealed infinite battle intent, he shouted, his body shook, and a mysterious trajectory was crossed in the void, and a phantom shadow was shaken out with the axe, directly enveloping the Charm King's Zhou body.

The Spell King was already fused with the altar at this time, but he was able to use the power of the altar without any obstacles, just like using his own body.

Facing the bright red light and shadow of this piece of axe, an incomparably solemn and incomparably strict divine light appeared in his eyes, his body shook, and a large piece of light and shadow also shook out in an instant, constantly shuttling between the axes, trying to dodge the process of the axe bombardment, and constantly trying to counterattack Luo Fan.

The spell used by Luo Fan to condense the axe was limited to the Xiaocheng quasi-saint level, and did not fully exert his own Dao realm, and his method of using the axe was also limited to the Xiaocheng quasi-saint level, and it did not go too far. Therefore, in the eyes of the Spell King, this axe is only the more powerful power of destruction in it, and it is not a problem to dodge it at all.

Of course, it is also due to the existence of the power of annihilation. The weapons and magic weapons condensed by his qiē spell could not produce the due resistance effect, and if he came into contact with this axe, he was afraid that he would be wiped out by the axe at the first time.

It was precisely because of this that he did not dare to condense weapons and magic weapons to fight Luo Fan, but used his body as a weapon to fight—although his body was not necessarily harder than that weapon or magic weapon. More powerful. But it's more flexible than weapons, and it has more variations.

The reason why the Spell King endured the pain and continued to fight was naturally not for the sake of face, but because he was interested in the so-called power of destruction. I hope to be able to understand the subtlety of the power of annihilation, even if I can't control it, I must understand it and know how to resist it.

For this reason, he was in the process of dodging and counterattacking. More of them are aimed at the axe, constantly using their own bodies to test the power of the axe, and test the special mystery contained in it.

Although the axe contains some mysteries of the trend of the times, after all, Luo Fan only uses the power realm of Xiao Cheng's quasi-saint level, so although when he comes into contact with the Spell King's hand, it will cause the Spell King to suffer some damage and contain a lot of his strength, but he can't really use this contact to truly defeat the Spell King.

This kind of battle is extremely beautiful.

Both men have almost pushed their fighting senses to the limit. A qiē martial arts and tactics are all at your fingertips, just like a display, turning this void into a commanding hall of martial arts and tactics, showing what is the quasi-saint-level attack and defense for the cultivation of many spells.

Although, these offenses and defenses are contained. There are quite few fighting methods that are truly unique to the Spell Cultivator, but it is enough to make those many Spell Cultivators feel that they have a new understanding of the true meaning of battle, and they feel that they will have more victory rates against opponents of the same level in the future.

The process of this battle goes on and on. That's three days and three nights.

Three days and three nights, for a quasi-saint-level battle. It can be said to be long-term or very short-lived. If the two sides of the battle are the same in Taoism and similar in supernatural powers, then the two sides will often fight for a hundred, a thousand years, or ten thousand years. Three days and three nights are naturally short. And if there is a gap between the two sides of the battle in the realm of Taoism, it is not much, as long as it is a small realm, then normally, the victory or defeat will occur between several breaths. Three days and three nights is naturally extremely long compared to it.

And at this moment, this battle was between Luo Fan, who was at the level of a small saint, and the talisman king, who was at the peak of the middle of becoming a quasi-saint. For this kind of strength gap, the battle of three days and three nights is naturally quite long.

Such a long battle was naturally quite a surprise for those spell cultivators around them, making them feel as if they had gained something every moment.

For both warring sides, it is quite painful.

Luo Fan's pain was to suppress himself from exerting his strength beyond the level of Xiao Cheng's quasi-saint in the battle. And what the Spell King suffered was that although three days and three nights had passed, he still did not have the slightest understanding of the so-called power of annihilation. Every time he touched the axe, he still took some damage as he did at the beginning. And he himself had no idea how that power could hurt him. It was as if the power of calamity had directly taken contact with each other as a cause, and the damage suffered in the place where he touched as a result, and then directly turned from cause to effect, completely ignoring any intermediate process.

Luo Fan didn't intend to be in pain forever. The reason why he suppressed it for three days and three nights was that he was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that would make the Spell King fall into a mortal situation.

Seeing that the Spell King was getting more and more irritable, and there were even some signs of distraction between his moves, his mind moved, and he knew that the opportunity he was waiting for had arrived.

With a soft snort, the axe in his hand slashed through an incomparably mysterious trajectory like an embroidery needle, directly as if moving the void, and cut into the Spell King's chest before he could react.

This axe was the size of a wheel, and its sharpness was even enough to cut through the void, and this qiē entered the chest of the Spell King, if it was normal, it would have seemed to cut his chest in half, but at this moment, the body of the Charm King was like another space, and the wheel-like axe cut into it, and nothing came out of the other side at all, no matter how much it entered, it completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Under this change, the Spell King's face suddenly showed a look of astonishment. Obviously, he didn't expect Luo Fan to suddenly transport the axe so superbly. Dodged one of his defenses and cut straight into his body.

Luo Fan waited for three days and nights before waiting for this opportunity, so naturally he would not stop to talk to him, and took the axe and slashed directly into the altar that the Charm King had integrated into his body.

Although the three-tiered altar of the Spell King was transformed into Xuanguang and fused with his body, and his body also had the characteristics of Xuanguang. But it is an altar in itself, after all. As long as you grasp the law of change, you will naturally be able to touch the body of the altar.

And with Luo Fan's Dao realm, after obtaining the inheritance of the method of spell cultivation, where could he not know the law of change of this Xuanguang? For him, it wasn't that hard.

The moment the axe touched the altar itself, it shook violently, and suddenly an incomparably powerful aura erupted from the altar, and an endless amount of spell shield suddenly pushed against the axe. This shield is tough to the extreme. Its power is also incredibly powerful. In this way, if it were in the outside world, the monks of this charm civilization would be turned into powder in an instant and scattered everywhere.

However, such a top on top of the axe, like tofu, was directly cut by the axe, and the axe continued to cut into the body of the altar.

"Stop!" At this moment, the Spell King couldn't help but let out such a loud roar.

Obviously, he finally reacted and wanted to use his words to stop Luo Fan from continuing to slash.

It's just that. Where could Luo Fan just give up? He only had a panicked look on his face, but the axe in his hand did not stop at all. It seemed as if the castration was exhausted, and with his ability, it was no longer possible to stop the slash completely.

The axe cut into the altar without stopping, directly to the core of the altar, and directly shattered the core.

Any deposit zài. There are all points that will destroy the entire existence as long as it is destroyed, even if it is the universe and the era. Not to mention an altar condensed by a spell monk. Such a core is naturally also a zài. The place in front of Luo Fan cut into. It is the heart of this altar.

I'm afraid that even the Spell King himself doesn't really pay attention to the core.

This core is not much different from the defense of other positions on this altar, at most it is just a step stronger, and in the face of the axe with a hint of the mystery of the times, it naturally has no defensive ability.

Therefore, the moment the axe slammed in, the core shattered.

And with the core shattered, it was the altar and the incomparable soul of the Spell King, which was completely integrated with the altar.

Originally, if you want to destroy the altar, you need to destroy the soul of the monk, and if you want to destroy the soul of the monk, you need to destroy the altar first. Therefore, the altar is shattered, and it can be restored very quickly, without any real irreparable consequences.

However, it is obvious that what Luo Fan has found is the core of this altar, which is the key point that can completely cause the destruction of this altar.

But it is not just the point that caused the collapse of the Zhejiang altar or other external destruction.

If such a key point is destroyed, then, no matter how many conditions and factors are needed to destroy the altar, the altar will inevitably be destroyed.

In this way, the result is obvious. If this altar wants to destroy the miè, it needs to destroy the soul of the miè spell king. And the destruction of this core will directly cause the destruction of the altar, which is obviously the consequence of the destruction of the core, not only the altar is destroyed, but also the soul of the Spell King!

That's why there is such a situation at this time.

At this moment, the aura around the Spell King dispersed, the light of life in his eyes faded instantly, and many of the Spell Cultivators present sensed that something vital was far away from them in an instant, and then looked at the situation in the battle circle, where did they still not understand what was happening, they all shouted in surprise, and even a few Spell Cultivators could not suppress the anger and hatred in their hearts, and directly urged the altar, condensing all kinds of spell artifacts and blasting towards Luo Fan.

Luo Fan didn't care about them at all at this time. Instead, he frowned and stared at the Spell King in front of him.

At this moment, on the surface, it seemed that this Spell King had died, which seemed to indicate that his previous guess was wrong, and this Spell King was not the Great Quasi-Saint at all.

But in fact, he was almost completely sure that the person in front of him was the Great Saint.

Because he died so simply, so simply that it didn't feel real. As a Zhongcheng quasi-saint pinnacle, even if the mystery of the trend of the times carried by Luo Fan is something he can't understand, he must have some life-saving methods, and it is impossible for him to be able to get it without any reaction.

At this time, it is obvious that there will be some kind of earth-shattering change.

Just as he was thinking this, a vague aura escaped from the Spell King's body.

Then, this aura surged wildly in a tsunami-like manner, and in the blink of an eye, it surpassed the strength of the aura that the Spell King originally had, and suddenly broke into a height that Luo Fan still couldn't understand at this time.

"That's really the case!" Luo Fan shouted, no longer hiding his strength, the aura around his body skyrocketed, and the aura of consummation rose to the sky, instantly enveloping the entire void.

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