The injuries on the body are nothing, and the most terrifying thing is that Kong Ming only feels that Jin Dan is beating uneasily, and it seems that he is about to leave his body in the next second.

"Which faction the hell?"

Looking at the shadow killing that passed out, a trace of happiness flashed in Kong Ming's eyes.

If it weren't for the other party's concentration of strength, I was afraid that the spirit who was finally found would be shocked to death on the spot.

Insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness.

For the visitors at the site, they just heard a thunderclap.

"It's thundering, is it going to rain?"

While puzzled, he glanced up at the clear sky.

"It's not good, it's the three-in-one technique of the Eight Desolation Gates. ”

When the blood-colored little sword was formed, Chen Min, who was always paying attention to the field, had a tense complexion, and immediately turned into a streamer of light and flew towards Ning Fan's consciousness body, but he was still a step too late.

The scene just now seems to be long, but in fact, it all happened in an instant.

The Trinity Technique appears at about the same time as the explosion.

In the next blink of an eye that detonated the aura turbulence, Ning Fan had already seen the long sword close in front of him.

With the still huge size of the Phantom Giant, Ning Fan avoided it at all.

Even if it is to dissipate the illusion and let the consciousness return to the main body, it will not be possible.

Fortunately, such a situation was expected by Ning Fan.

"It's a big deal, it's just a little bit of a drain. ”

In the blink of an eye, Ning Fan paid the price for his arrogance.

The long sword that gathered blood sacrifice, sword intent, and bright gold rushed straight to Ning Fan's eyebrows with a thunderous momentum.

As for the aura shield that Ning Fan arranged in an instant, it was as fragile as paper paste, and the long sword didn't even show the slightest sign of stagnation.

"Quickly return the consciousness body to its original body!"

Hearing the hurried voice, Ning Fan was stunned, and when he was thinking about how Chen Min came back, he only saw a long rainbow coming from the sky.

At this time, Chen Min was still about a kilometer away from Ning Fan.

On weekdays, this distance can be said to be instantaneous, but now the situation is different.

The spirit sword of the three gods in one was faster than she imagined.

"It's too late. Haoran Zhengyi, streamers flying. Hurry!"

The words fell, and at the center of Chen Min's eyebrows, a bright rainbow suddenly shot out.

Changhong flew away, colliding with the spirit sword.

In the silent fusion, in the next second, in the colliding sky, like a flower blooming, a colorful glow suddenly appeared.

Seeing this scene, all the tourists present screamed again and again, and they picked up their cameras one after another to record the rare wonders.

Some pious people, however, associated this scene with the miracle just now, began to bow down to heaven and earth again.

As one of the parties involved, Chen Min was so nervous at the moment that his heartbeat was about to reach his throat.

With her whole body focused on the front, she didn't even have time to pay attention to her own thoughts.

The lethality of the three-in-one technique does not lie in the physical body, but in the level of consciousness.

Even if the consciousness body returns to the main body, the sword intent attached to the spirit sword after the blood sacrifice will follow like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

This was exactly the reason why Chen Min was worried, with Ning Fan not yet condensing the spiritual level of his divine thoughts, he couldn't stop the sword intent of the Eight Desolation Gates at all.

"Did it work?"

As soon as the doubts in his mind passed, Chen Min's face sank, and the streamer flying technique he hastily performed did not completely block the spirit sword.

"What is Chen Min doing here?"

Glancing at Chen Min, a trace of doubt flashed in Ning Fan's eyes.

Despite the momentum of the Spirit Sword, he didn't feel any danger.

This is just a consciousness body incarnated outside the body, which is equivalent to a distraction of him, even if he is attacked, it is nothing more than an impact on his mind.

"It's just that the fireworks just now are quite beautiful. ”

Then, Ning Fan couldn't laugh anymore.

The spirit sword flew out of the multicolored glow, piercing the center of the phantom giant's eyebrows.

The spirit sword that completed all of this then slashed through a beautiful arc and quickly flew towards the master's location.

The illusory giant just now seemed to be melting and dissipating as ice and snow.

Glancing at the direction in which the spirit sword disappeared, Chen Min's eyes were cold, and then he flew towards Ning Fan's true body.

When the spirit sword pierced through the center of his eyebrows, Ning Fan's consciousness body immediately returned to his body, but then he found that something seemed to return to his body with his consciousness body.

"This sharp momentum ......"

Ning Fan's eyes changed, and he remembered the sword light.

This sword intent, which was full of destructive power, was wreaking havoc in Ning Fan's sea of consciousness.

"It hurts!"

If he could, Ning Fan would definitely be rolling on the ground in pain now.

This kind of pain is like someone holding an iron rod and stirring it in the brain, which is enough to make people feel painful.

Not only consciousness, but then this sword intent began to travel all over the body, scurrying in the meridians.

Every time he walked to a place, the meridians became fragmented as if they had been cut by a knife, and then they were healed by the aura.

To Ning Fan's surprise, this domineering and mighty sword intent did not have a tendency to decay, but instead drove straight towards the dantian through the tendons.

"You still want to destroy my Jindan!"

Ning Fan's eyes lit up, and he urged Jin Dan hard.

A faint blue Dan fire rose, forming a barrier to envelop the golden pill layer by layer.

The sword intent, which was still overwhelming just now, finally met the opponent and stopped his arrogant pace in front of the Dan Fire Barrier.

But this is only a temporary phenomenon.

In the sharp pain like a pinprick in the needle, the Dan Fire Barrier was broken by the sword intent.

"Oops!"

Ning Fan looked horrified, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.

He had already sensed that a sharp cold glow was constantly stimulating Jin Dan.

At this time, the sword intent was almost attached to the surface of Jin Dan, and it seemed that Jin Dan was about to be shattered in the next moment.

At this critical juncture, Ning Fan felt an astonishing chill rise in his body, and the chill was in a state of rapid flow.

"What is this?"

"This is my divine thought. ”

Hearing Chen Min's voice, Ning Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but gasp.

This chill seemed to be able to freeze the tendons and golden pills, naturally including the sword intent.

Time freezes here, and the sword intent can hover on the surface of Jindan, and it can be pasted up even if it moves forward.

Then the chill wrapped in the sword intent, it went up the river along the veins, and returned to the top of his head again.

With a slight pop, Ning Fan's eyebrows broke open a slender wound, which looked like a third eye.

The sword intent flew out along the wound at the center of his eyebrows, flying in all directions.

The power contained in the sword intent, with the place of Xuanxuan, burst out violently, drawing countless openings on the stone wall of the mountain.

This scene happened to be seen by Ning Fan, who had just opened his eyes.

Looking at the stone wall that was cut like a mirror, a trace of horror flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, he didn't expect this sword intent to have such terrifying power.

"Luckily arrived in time. ”

Listening to Chen Min's obviously relaxed tone, Ning Fan was also happy in his heart.

If Chen Min hadn't made a timely move, he didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be.

The price of Jindan's destruction will definitely not be light.

"Chen Min, thank you......"

Before the words of thanks were finished, Ning Fan fainted gorgeously. I want to talk about "Me and the Wife of the President of the Iceberg" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~