The vortex valley of Julian Mountain was turbulent, and the glory banner was inserted into the mountain wall and buzzed.

"The atmosphere has changed a little!"

A friar in Yi Bao Lou observes the fierce unfurling of the battle banner of glory.

"I don't know if I can succeed this time, the Supreme Elder and the head of the Black Devil Valley are indeed very formidable opponents, especially when there is a big gap in cultivation, if you don't show a little ruthlessness, this battle will be very difficult. Fan Xiao didn't pay attention to the situation on the battle platform, but looked up at Ning Anyuan, who gave Ji Fan instructions.

"Ji Fan, do you think that if you release the Glory Battle Flag, you can change something?" The phantom behind the black-faced man was even more terrifying than the mirror doppelganger, and each phantom held a knife in both hands.

"I can't lose. ”

Ji Fan took a deep breath, let go of the two sledgehammers, and began to form a floating seal with both hands.

In the sound of swishing seals, the phantom of a round Buddha wheel behind Ji Fan began to surge with majestic power and swelled into the shape of a Buddha.

"Boom!boom!boom~~~"

The five Buddha phantoms appeared one after another, although the number was not as many as the black devil shadows behind the black-faced man, but the breath was shaking Julian Mountain.

"Normalize!"

Ji Fan's hands changed again, and the five Buddha phantoms were actually on his back, merging into his physical body.

"Snort~~~"

At the moment when the phantoms of the five Buddhas disappeared, Ji Fan's muscles and flesh bulged, and the restrained pulsating explosive power made some people's hearts vibrate.

"The dragon vein is open!"

Ji Fan's mouth emitted steam, and the five layers of dense dark veins in his body also began to appear.

"The Eyes of the Dead Open!"

Five pupil power vortices appeared in Ji Fan's eyes, making people furious when they looked at it.

"Poof!poof~~~"

The multi-eyed magic ring spewed out two rays of light, which were grabbed by Ji Fan in his hands.

"What's that?"

Looking at the sharp object that Ji Fan was holding with both hands, Fan Xiao only felt that he was like a madman.

"Buddha Gate Killer Demon Pestle!"

The old man who coughed again and again could feel that the weight of Ji Fan's body was skyrocketing, and the strength of his body was soaring.

The two demon-descending pestles held by Ji Fan, each with eighteen hideous Buddha faces around the end of each handle, and one end of the thorn was sharper than a dagger.

"Zi!Zi!Zi~~~"

Ji Fan's skin is growing fine and tough scales.

"I'm going!"

Ji Fan's body shook slightly, and his left foot and right * stomped on the battle platform.

"Boom!boom~~~"

Ji Fan's huge weight and strength made the vortex valley shake.

"This guy's momentum is completely different!"

Cen Xi's feeling for Ji Fan produced an unprecedented fierceness.

"Be careful......

The man in the leather cloak had just opened his mouth to remind him, and Ji Fan had already launched it on the battle platform.

"Takashi ~~~"

I saw that Ji Fan dived a little and kicked on the battle platform, causing a big explosion between the thick chain and the Prison Heaven Stone, and the black-faced man in the Black Devil Valley suffered a violent impact.

Two figures rushed out from the light explosion, Ji Fan held the demon pestle with one hand and swung the battle knife, and the ten phantoms behind the man were all unstable.

"What kind of brute force is this, the Black Devil Valley is known for its refining body and strength, and it is hard to ignore the gap between the five ranks!" Seeing Ji Fan's indomitable momentum, facing the other four people in the Black Devil Valley as if there was nothing, the arrogant young man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect couldn't help but show a look of horror.

"Ji Fan, get moving. ”

While Ning Anyuan was shattered inch by inch on the battle platform, she said loudly to Ji Fan in soul language.

"You're done. ”

Ji Fan's eyes were wide open like beasts, looking at the black-faced man in front of him and grinning.

"Die!"

The black-faced man not only burst out of the spiritual power of the Dao Foundation Period, but the ten black shadows stacked on his back also had to swing a knife at Ji Fan.

"Takashi ~~~"

Contrary to the black-faced man's expectations, the spiritual power that Ji Fan pulled the demon pestle and turned around was even stronger than that of him, a monk in the realm of life and death, and shattered the war knife held by his own deity.

Just when the black-faced man's body stiffened and his heart ached faintly, a lifeless aura swept in, cutting off Ji Fan's stab to the black-faced man's heart.

"Buzz~~~"

Dao Dao sword qi instantly erupted at the same time, breaking towards Ji Fan's meridians, but it was flashed by his streamer-like distorted figure.

Outsiders could only see that Ji Fan was distorted and illusory in the spraying Dao sword light.

"Stop him!"

Lu Xian, the one-eyed elder of the Prison Heaven Sect, had fought with Ji Fan and couldn't help but shout at the people of the Black Demon Valley.

"He's not something a few people can stop, just kick them off. "Ning Anyuan has a strong confidence in Ji Fan.

"Boom~~~"

Just the moment the people watching the battle from all sides discovered Ji Fan, in front of the woman holding the big sword in the Black Devil Valley, there was already a violent fluctuation of spiritual power.

The leather cloak of the Supreme Elder of the Black Devil Valley was torn apart, revealing the face of a young man with dark skin.

"You're bold. ”

The young man held the sword in both hands, and Ji Fan's pair of demon-slaying pestles crushed each other, and the fierce spiritual power continued to tear out around.

The thick chains on the battle platform were broken under a single blow, and the ancient stone was also shattered.

"Boom~~~"

A line of Buddha phantoms, as if rushing out of Ji Fan's body, has the power of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger at the claw that the young man grabbed.

Finding that the demon shadow gushing out of the young man's body was crushed by the Buddha's claw wind, some strong people with good eyesight couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

"The Black Demon Technique of the Black Devil Valley is extremely similar to the Buddha Phantom Shadow that Ji Fan cast, but I didn't expect the Supreme Elder of the Black Devil Valley to have the cultivation of the Bathing Tribulation Period but he was defeated!" The goateeed old man surnamed Lu of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect couldn't help but be surprised.

"Ji Fan's silk entanglement spirit yuan is more substantial and pure, and the phantom formed by the silk brilliance is naturally stronger. Wan Kaiping, the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, sighed in a low voice.

The confrontation between Ji Fan and the young man was almost in an instant.

At the same time as the young man retreated, the phantom of the Buddha also returned to Ji Fan's body.

"Ling Tian!"

Just as Ji Fan's figure flickered and bullied the woman with the big sword, the retreating young man let go of the double swords in his hands, and his hands turned over to form a sword trick.

"Buzz!Buzz~~~"

I saw that around the young man, ten sharp points of light appeared, and even a pair of short swords that he let go of were converging into points of light.

"Who cares about you. ”

Ji Fan stabbed at the woman with a demon-descending pestle and was sealed by her big sword, but his figure flashed and entered the posture of the woman's sword.

The jingle of the demon pestle stabbing on the big sword came out only after Ji Fan's figure passed the frame of the big sword.

"See it clearly!"

Just when the woman dodged sideways, the right hand holding the sword twisted and pulled the handle of the big sword, and Ji Fan, who was approaching the woman, had already dodged with her.

"Bang~~~"

Ji Fan, who turned his back to the woman, smashed the handle of the demon pestle into the woman's heart with one hand.

"Engraving!"

The woman who suffered the heavy blow, without waiting to avoid it again, Ji Fan leaned towards the woman, and the illusory figure was imprinted into her body.

"Jingle ~~~"

In the fierce burst of twelve sword lights, the woman spun up, pulled out the chain with the hilt of the sword in one hand, and the wide sword body was shaken into a sword wheel.

"Ji Fan ......"

The woman roared with difficulty in her mouth, but there was a phantom of Ji Fan's imprint in her body.

"You'd better cooperate with me, otherwise you will definitely die in the face of the sword forbidden by those twelve flying swords. Ji Fan's engraved phantom turned out to be strangely open.

"Ah~~~"

The skin on the woman's wrists swelled out in the form of two demon-slaying pestles, making painful sounds.

"What's going on?"

On the chain platform where the people of the Xuanyin Sect were, there was a look of surprise on the face of the fat man Di Kai.

"In the past, a female cultivator named Sen Luo Dao was called Death, and the sacrifice of sentient beings practiced was extremely strange, and it was said that this technique was practiced to the depths, and it could be immortal and indestructible. Tibetan Tu said with a complicated expression.

"Technique?"

Ning Anyuan felt that it shouldn't be as simple as Zangtu said, so she couldn't help but ask.

"In the past, I wanted to die, but I can't say the specifics. Zangtu shook his head, he really didn't know much.

"Auntie......"

Seeing the woman who was engraved by Ji Fan rushing towards the young disciple of the Black Devil Valley, Ji Xuanzi realized that he was going to be soft and strike first, but he also minded such a strange method.

"Just as the Floating Slaughter was cultivated on the basis of the Desolate Ancient Mixed Primal Movement, the reason why this sacrifice of all beings is strange is because it is also practiced on the basis of an ancient method. Isoying said with a slightly solemn expression.

"Auntie, do you know how to cultivate?"

She looked very serious and asked the woman.

"It's easy to talk about, whether it's a mixture of the ancient and the ancient, or the recipe of life and creation, if there is no detailed illustration and textual annotation, as well as cultivation tips, if you want to rely on groping, it is impossible to cultivate, I have checked some ancient books for calculation, but I know that these two ancient recipes are not considered to be hierarchical exercises, one is the ancient style trick, and the other is the ancient technique. Ji Ying guessed that with Ji Fan's background and foundation, he cultivated the secret of life creation and the sacrifice of all beings, and he might even have an advantage that others could not match.

This is the first time that Ji Fan has shown his tricks of wanting to die in front of outsiders, and except for Yin Bao'er, no one is shocked.

"Look how you kill me. ”

The woman with the chain sword in her hand spoke, as if she was speaking to the Supreme Elder who looked like a young man in the Black Devil Valley.

"Woo~~~"

The woman shook the chain of the hilt, and the broad-bladed sword spun violently, turning into a circular spiral above her head, which was extremely terrifying.

"Uncle Xileng......"

The young disciples of the Black Devil Valley faced the woman's attack, and their faces were terrified, and they couldn't tell whether she was Uncle Shi or Ji Fan.

"She's not your uncle anymore. ”

The black-faced man was just about to step forward, but the chain holding the spinning sword had been broken, and a whirlwind sword light whimpered towards him first.

Although the young man named Chu Jun is a disciple of the Black Devil Valley, he can become a member of the main battle group of the sect, but he also has a strength that cannot be underestimated.

"Whew~~~"

On the one hand, the young man dodged flexibly, and on the other hand, the figure of the woman chasing and killing was a little sluggish.

"Takashi ~~~"

Instead, the spiral greatsword turned to the black-faced man's place, and a burst of light poured out from the battle knife.

"锃~~~"

As the woman tightened the chain of the hilt with one hand, a sharp blade popped out from the back end of the hilt.

"No ......"

In the woman's scream, she held the sharp blade of the hilt of the sword and plunged into her lower abdomen.

"Snort~~~"

When the blade was pulled out, the red blood soaked in the red clothes was secondary, and the spiritual breath of the woman's dantian qi sea couldn't help but gush out along the hole in the lower abdomen, but before it was released, it seemed to flow back again.

"Kill him......"

The woman roared miserably, her out-of-control spiritual breath was being devoured by the figure of Ji Fan engraved in her body.