The puppet undertaker didn't answer, but just conjured up a dark blue beast claw, covering it down, and wanted to slap Gu Xiaofan into meat sauce.

"Boom!"

Gu Xiaofan also evolved a purple raised hand, which collided with the beast's claws, and the energy was furious, forming a terrifying ocean of divine power, which collided violently here.

"Bang!"

The sharp claws of the puppet undertaker stopped in mid-air, unable to suppress it, and could not kill Gu Xiaofan.

Not only that, but his claws slowly rose up, and with a thud, he was forced back four or five steps.

"What a powerful body," the pseudo-undertaker's expression froze, and he said in a cold voice: "No matter who you are, you must die today, and blood sacrifice my people!" ”

"I'm afraid that it will only be you who will be slaughtered," Gu Xiaofan looked at the pseudo-undertaker, deliberately showing a look of disdain.

"What a crazy boy, send you on your way!"

A black mist gushed out of the puppet undertaker's body, turning into black flames, trampling on it, and the ground under his feet melted into magma and raged in the distance.

The blazing temperature burned everything, and some demon saints not far away screamed, and the flesh and blood dried up, and the skeleton left behind was also burned to ashes.

This black flame is a little strange, those demon saints who were burned to death all used the divine mang's protective body, but it didn't play the slightest role.

The black flames turned into a sea of fire, smashing down like an overwhelming man, violent and violent, such an offensive was extremely terrifying.

Gu Xiaofan didn't dare to be careless, urged the divine power, evolved a chaotic light, and shook the pseudo-undertaker.

The sea of fire was filled, and earth-shattering collisions unfolded in mid-air, and the terrifying fluctuations of divine power caused the void to shake endlessly, and the earth was already in shambles.

Black Flame is violent and domineering, with the momentum to destroy everything and crush everything.

But in the confrontation with the power of chaos, it was like hitting a sponge, weak and weak, and it was difficult to inflict substantial heavy damage on Gu Xiaofan.

The power of chaos is like Tai Chi, either overcoming rigidity with softness, or combining rigidity and softness.

In the chaotic power of the Dao, the black flames were all disintegrated and scattered.

"Actually blocked, so what about this time!"

The puppet undertaker let out a loud shout, and the black sea of fire, which was even more violent than before, came out in response, and covered Gu Xiaofan again.

At this moment, Gu Xiaofan was full of thunder, urging the thunder fist and blasting towards the sea of fire.

Successive thunderous sounds exploded one after another, and the void cracked like the earth that had been dry for many days.

And the rolling thunder stream is like a raging river, roaring and pouring in the void.

"Bang!"

The Thunder Fist broke through the puppet undertaker's defenses, grazed his body, and retreated again and again.

The puppet undertaker's body staggered, and he felt a sharp pain, and his bones seemed to be broken.

"Humble worms, it is unforgivable that they can hurt me!"

The pseudo-undertaker was furious, among the undertakers, he had quite a status, but there was a little problem in the projection, and his strength was not so strong.

But as a master among the undertakers, he was stopped by a nobody, and he couldn't take it at the first time, which made him extremely angry.

After getting angry, the funeral warrior was indeed very powerful, and he fought fiercely with Gu Xiaofan, fighting until he went crazy, and fought thousands of rounds.

If it were someone else, it would be the junior saint king, and he would have been killed by him a long time ago.

However, the kid on the other side doesn't look very tall in cultivation, but he is quite difficult.

He used all means, but the opponent always had a way to defuse the attack, which made him feel frustrated.

"Damn!"

The pseudo-undertaker roared, his body was full of black light, and all the scales actually left his body, turned into a black sword, spun, and slashed towards Gu Xiaofan!

The sight was terrifying, the void had collapsed, and it was crushed by the rain of swords made of black scales, and nothing could stop it.

Gu Xiaofan's face was calm, his arms were stretched, his hands were pinched, and Lei Hai appeared, blocking the attack of the scales.

Rumble!

The puppet undertaker's hair fell out, and it was a terrible bone spur, turning into black spears and flying in one black spear after another.

Gu Xiaofan sneered: "Why, I can't fight and I'm going to be tempted, I'm sorry, my brother is straight, a straight man of steel!" ”

He urged the Fighting Saint Method, and all kinds of killing techniques emerged one after another, blasting away all the scales, and breaking off one bone spear after another.

He stepped on the word secret, quickly rushed forward, and killed the bare pseudo-undertaker.

"Dark Banishment!"

At this moment, the puppet undertaker suddenly let out a low roar, his eyes were blue and gloomy, like an abyss, and he wanted to swallow the human primordial spirit.

This is a very terrifying method, and many people in the distance are in a daze on the spot, unable to move, because they have been hallucinated, and the original spirit is bound.

Stimulated by this divine technique, the Eye of Delusion automatically operated, and the black mist in front of him all dissipated and returned to its original state.

But Gu Xiaofan deliberately had pain in his forehead, his spirit stiffened, and he felt that his body was not stretching well, which confused the pseudo-undertaker.

"This body is good, it can become the furnace of this seat," the puppet undertaker roared in a low voice, and pounced on Gu Xiaofan.

The corners of Gu Xiaofan's mouth lifted an imperceptible sneer, and the moment the puppet undertaker approached him, he suddenly became embarrassed.

A pair of fists were as bright as a rainbow, and the heaven and earth roared.

"How is this possible?"

The hypothetist exclaimed, hastily meeting the enemy, trying with all his might to use all his skills.

But this time, Gu Xiaofan had been preparing for a long time, and when he came up, he used all his divine power, which was extremely powerful.

"Bang!"

As if struck by lightning, the body of the puppet undertaker suddenly shot backwards and shot fiercely into the mountain.

At the same time, a stream of blood shot out like an arrow, and the furious black flames blew the mountain to the ground.

After a few moments, the puppet undertaker crawled out of the rubble and spat out several mouthfuls of blood in quick succession.

He looked up at Gu Xiaofan, his eyes were full of grievances, and he actually cried directly, muttering indistinctly.

"I'm just a baby, I won't give meat if I don't give it, why do you want to beat me like this?"

The cry of the puppet mourner was really like a baby's cry, and the smell of it made people's hearts feel pity, and they couldn't bear to hurt it again.

Obviously, this is no ordinary cry, and it contains a mental attack that tries to disturb the human mind.

Gu Xiaofan's primordial spirit was very powerful, unmoved, and directly punched and killed, wanting to solve the pseudo-funeral in one go.

The puppet undertaker failed to dodge, and was punched through the chest by Gu Xiaofan, and his body was suddenly torn apart.

However, at this moment, a blazing light appeared, and a black shadow appeared, rushing towards Gu Xiaofan's Sendai.

"Do you think I really couldn't get away with it just now? It's just to borrow your hand to break the original Ding Furnace, take your flesh shell, and become the new Ding Furnace," the black shadow laughed.

In the distance, a soldier tried to attack him, but he was attacked by the burial beast who was not afraid of death, and he could only watch the black shadow pounce on Gu Xiaofan's Sendai.

(I don't know how many books have been interrupted recently, because of some problems, the author is protesting, if the author really fails, it is foreseeable that many people will no longer write books, and everyone can only read the old books.)

After all, many people write books for life, and no one can generate electricity for love...... ）