Undoubtedly, Zhuang Fan's appearance was completely unexpected by those Xianmen disciples.

You must know that in order to avoid Zhuang Fan's tracking, they don't know how many times they went around the entire Jiangzhou, and finally came to their destination, and the route they traveled was very chaotic, and there was no trace at all.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Fan could still find their traces.

How the hell does this guy do it?

Of course, these are no longer important, the most important thing is that now the passage sealed with the strange treasure is in front of him, if Zhuang Fan is aware of this, how to explain it to the master?

Thinking of this, they all came behind the Immortal Sect disciple who was the leader.

"Senior Brother Wang, how are we doing now?" A disciple of the Immortal Sect asked.

The man known as Senior Brother Wang groaned slightly, and then showed a look of determination.

"The matter has come to this, we have no choice, come on, use the secret method taught to us by the master, and fight with this kid called Zhuang Fan." Senior Brother Wang said.

When these words fell, the rest of the disciples showed hesitation.

You must know that the secret method taught by the master is extremely powerful and full of lethality, and the twelve of them join forces to perform it, even the cultivators who have entered and exited the Yuan Infant Stage cannot resist it, and they can only wait for death.

But for this, they need to pay a considerable price, first, they must burn their ordinary essence blood and longevity yuan in order to complete the secret method.

As for the second point, this secret method is extremely strong, if one is not careful, it is likely that the secret method will not be successful, and they will die.

Of course, the third and most serious point is that even if the secret method is successfully completed, in the future, every time the moon is full, they will be worse off than dead, and their bodies and minds will be devastated.

Senior Brother Wang naturally knew what everyone was thinking, and he said with a straight face: "Senior brothers and sisters, I know the concerns in your hearts, but you have also seen the strength of this Zhuang Fan, unless we use that move, otherwise, we will definitely not be his opponents, and being killed by him will inevitably become a foregone conclusion." ”

When these words fell, those disciples finally became a little moved.

After all, it's really nothing to lose your life and suffer every month.

Moreover, if they can successfully obtain that strange treasure, their status in the sect will definitely rise in the future, and even the master will let them enter the secret realm of the sect to cultivate.

Moreover, as long as they can reach that level, they can gradually wipe out that anti-devouring force with the powerful power of the Yuan Infant at that time.

As soon as they thought of this, they gritted their teeth one after another and agreed to Senior Brother Wang's proposal.

Whoosh.

Accompanied by the sound of breaking wind.

I saw those Xianmen disciples dodging one after another, if the strong people who have studied the formation see this scene, they will inevitably find that they are standing according to the direction of the Nine Palaces Bagua.

Drink.

With the light roar of the twelve Immortal Sect disciples, the power of the True Yuan in their bodies immediately poured out, and the breath of the twelve people joined forces, forming a huge protective shield that protected them.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Fan was surprised.

He didn't expect that these immortal sect disciples would actually be able to form formations.

As for the God of Medicine and the God of Poison, they all showed a look of horror.

Rao is their cultivation has increased greatly, but standing here, they still feel that their bodies are a little heavy, as if there is a mountain of 10,000 tons pressing on their bodies, and they are extremely uncomfortable.

Although the two of them are considered well-informed existences in the martial arts world, they are still extremely frightened when they see the Immortal Gate formation.

A feeling of powerlessness instantly came to my heart.

Suddenly.

The God of Medicine said in a loud voice: "Master, it's better to take advantage of their formation, let's make a move first, I'm worried about ......"

Before the latter words were finished, Zhuang Fan shook his head with a smile and said: "What's the hurry, people are working so hard just to deal with me, if I interrupt the other party's plan, I will kill them, and they will not be convinced, since they think that the Xianmen formation can kill me, then we will wait and see." ”

After speaking, Zhuang Fan waited there with a comfortable face.

With the passage of time, the power in the body of the Immortal Sect disciple has been released.

They bit the tip of their tongues one after another, and a stream of essence blood turned into a red glow, falling directly on the barrier.

Buzz.

When everyone's essence blood and Shouyuan merged into the barrier, the Nine Palaces Gossip quickly contracted, and finally, it turned into a blood-colored brilliance condensed to the extreme, and entered the headless corpse of Yang Zaixing not far away.

I saw that Yang Zaixing, who had no breath at all, stood up suddenly, and then, a creaking sound came out, and a devastating force continued to erupt.

"This is? Puppet art? Zhuang Fan looked surprised.

In his memory, there is an immortal method called puppetry, which is to pour his own longevity and power into the puppet's body, which is no different from the scene in front of him.

It's just that the puppet technique in front of him is like a difference between the puppet technique and the immortal puppet technique.

However, Rao is like this, Zhuang Fan has to admit that the methods of this immortal sect disciple are indeed amazing.

While Zhuang Fan was thinking about it, next, a scene that made him even more stunned happened, only to see that Yang Zaixing, who had originally become a headless corpse, quickly grew flesh buds on his neck, and the flesh sprouts continued to grow, and finally, Yang Zaixing's head quickly condensed.

"What am I?" Yang Zaixing muttered to himself.

He clearly remembered that he was shot in the head by that immortal sect disciple and died, but as a result, he was resurrected again?

What's going on here?

Before Yang Zaixing could figure it out, at this time, behind him, Senior Brother Wang's slightly weak voice came.

"Yang Zaixing, the reason why I destroyed your head just now was to transform your body, and now you, your cultivation has reached the realm of Yuan Ying, so you can reunite your soul...... Haven't you always dreamed of plundering Zhuang Fan's power? Now is the time for you to make your wish come true. ”

Yang Zaixing obviously believed the other party's words, and immediately bowed solemnly, his eyes fell on Zhuang Fan, and his eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent.

Seeing this, Zhuang Fan couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

He naturally knew that the words of the Immortal Sect disciple were completely confusing the other party.

After all, Yang Zaixing before him had lost his head and his soul had become scattered, but because he had just died, there was still a remnant soul in his body, and with the fusion of the puppet technique, he had his consciousness for a short time.

In the final analysis, Yang Zaixing at this moment is still a puppet.

While Zhuang Fan was thinking, Yang Zaixing's hoarse voice came out.

"Zhuang Fan, now that I have become a cultivator, are you ready to die?" Yang Zaixing asked.

Zhuang Fan shook his head and was silent.

And the God of Medicine and the God of Poison behind him all showed solemn expressions.

They thought that Zhuang Fan's good luck had come to an end, and this time, in front of the reborn Yang Zaixing, it was estimated that the master they had always admired had to die of hatred.

While the two were thinking, Yang Zaixing stretched out his right hand to the sky, crackling, and saw lightning condensation, and finally, turned into a huge lightning ball with a diameter of ten meters.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in the lightning ball, the god of medicine and the god of poison trembled with fright.

Seeing this, Zhuang Fan couldn't help but chuckle, and waved out one hand, and the bodies of the two had already appeared several kilometers away.

He, on the other hand, stood still, quietly waiting for the other party to attack closely.

And when the group of immortal sect disciples saw this, their eyes were so excited that their eyes lit up with gold.

Obviously, they didn't expect that the secret method that the twelve of them had combined to cast would have such a powerful destructive power.

Especially the ponytail female disciple who was slapped in the face by Zhuang Fan before, there was a sense of revenge in her eyes.

"Yang Zaixing, hurry up and attack, I want Zhuang Fan, an ant, to die without a place to be buried." The female disciple with a ponytail shouted loudly.

When Yang Zaixing heard this, his arm shook slightly, and he saw the lightning ball, rushing towards Zhuang Fan at an extremely fast speed.

Sparks and lightning along the way, everything turned into powder.

Just in the blink of an eye, the lightning ball was on Zhuang Fan's body.

Bang.

The sound of earth-shattering explosions continued to spread.

Flying sand and rocks, rocks flying.

The aftermath of the explosion spread to the ground, and within a radius of one kilometer, everything was flattened.

Thanks to the fact that those immortal sect disciples had treasure clothes to protect their bodies, otherwise, they would also have to be torn to pieces on the spot.

But Rao was like this, they were still spurting blood from their mouths, and it was clear that they were not lightly injured.

However, they didn't have any anger, but were extremely excited, after all, they could kill Zhuang Fan, and their task could be regarded as more than half completed.

Immediately took out the healing pills, and when the injuries recovered, they took Yang Zaixing and rushed to the god of medicine and the god of poison.

Now that Zhuang Fan is dead, as long as they kill the God of Medicine and the God of Poison, they can open the seal, seize the strange treasure, and complete the life of the master.

"Two old guys, did you kill yourself? Or do I do it myself? Yang Zaixing asked coldly.

The two medicine gods were speechless.

Because the two of them at this moment have already been scared stupid.

"If you don't say it, then you will die for me." Yang Zaixing said, just about to make a brazen move.

But at this moment, a figure fell in front of him without warning.

Without waiting for Yang Zaixing to see the other party's face clearly, the man waved out a palm, Yang Zaixing screamed miserably, and his body flew backwards for thousands of meters before falling to the ground.

The sudden scene, those immortal disciples who watched it were stunned.

And when they saw the appearance of the person who shot clearly, they were all dumbfounded, and they looked like they had seen ghosts.

Zhuang Fan...... You're not dead? Senior Brother Wang asked in a trembling voice.