After a while, the black smoke dissipated faintly, revealing He Fangjing's pretty figure, and after a while, the black smoke completely faded and faded into the air.

Xiao Fan was already dumbfounded and asked, "Is this eliminated?" Doesn't seem to have anything to do with me! ”

He Fangjing said with a smile: "It's not counting, these demon spirits are cultivated and refined in the magic circle of the abyss of the dead...... I've got it! ”

"What does that mean?" Xiao Fan was puzzled.

He Fangjing explained: "That is to say, the abyss of the dead encountered the deep space demon spirit, which triggered a new function of this skill, which is the magic circle. ”

"What does that mean?" Xiao Fan was still puzzled and asked, "If the demon spirits are not dead, where are they?" ”

He Fangjing pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Just like your soul mate Ji Qingqing, these demon spirits, including the undead formation, can be regarded as at my soul level, and they refine each other. ”

"Oh." Xiao Fan answered, and then asked, "The soul level is full of monsters?" ”

He Fangjing grinned, "It's not a soul!" I'll just give you an example. ”

"That's good, that's good," Xiao Fan nodded again and again, and asked again, "What does that mean?" ”

He Fangjing glanced at him, no longer paying attention to his repeated and uninnovative question, Xiao Fan smiled and grabbed her waist, and said: "This is too easy, it seems that the abyss of the dead is really powerful, this skill potential is worth digging into......"

"That's right! The abyss of the dead will be my solid backer in the future! He Fangjing's voice was pleasant, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Xiao Fan also smiled, pretending to be dissatisfied: "Shouldn't your backer be me?" ”

"Brother Pear is also a good one, hehe." He Fangjing said with a smile.

Ji Qingqing's voice sounded: "Brother Pear, there is the next wave of demon spirits, be careful!" ”

Xiao Fan immediately pursed his lips and sighed when he heard this, and the two of them immediately raised their vigilance, raising their heads and staring intently at the movement of the clouds in the sky.

The flow and deformation of the clouds were already slower than before, and the wind became much weaker, only a small gust of wind and disappeared in an instant, back and forth. The seven-colored halo of the clouds flowed, and the brilliance that flickered from time to time became more eerie and eye-catching.

"Let Xiao Jing cast the Abyss of the Dead, and Brother Pear will protect Xiao Jing."

Ji Qingqing's voice was even colder, cold and cold, without the slightest emotion.

Xiao Fan responded to inform He Fang to be quiet, the dead abyss skill she sang, the pages of the right hand weapon spread, rustling, and her whole person was the center of the circle, and once again condensed the black smoke of the demonic sky, the black smoke lingered and entangled, swallowing and spitting, flying and rotating in a circle, gradually bypassing her whole body.

This time, there was no lightning slashing from the sky, but the green light was like a neon beam, tearing away the clouds, tearing through the dense and turbulent seven-colored clouds, and throwing them straight like sharp arrows!

The neon light speed of Qingmang struck down suddenly, and the black smoke surrounding the abyss of the dead was far from condensing successfully, Xiao Fan strode forward, and the demon slayer dagger vibrated out thousands of phantoms, and before Qingmang settled in mid-air, he had been knocked out by his weapons one after another.

"Brother Pear still remembers the five thunders on the top......"

Before Ji Qingqing finished speaking, Xiao Fan already understood what he meant, and said in his consciousness: "Remember, I can deal with the lightning and thunder of the five thunders, and it's not easy to deal with this thing?" ”

Whenever Qingmang was hit by the Demon Slayer Dagger, he let out a sharp and piercing scream, like a fire burning the nest of a fierce insect, and the miserable hissing of a huge number of fierce insects was intertwined, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Xiao Fan is fearless, his adaptability is already extremely strong, as long as he keeps his mind and his mind is not taken away by external objects, the terrifying and strange views in the demon world are only a trivial test for him.

"Qingqing, don't be surprised, I'm just a visual animal, your terrifying appearance just now really scared me, this little bit of caution naturally can't hide it from you." Xiao Fan still has the spare time to talk to Ji Qingqing, "But my affection for Qingqing has been destined to be unswerving since the moment I ate the Divine Spirit Bead, and from the moment Qingqing died in battle thousands of years ago, Qingqing must have already known this." ”

"Don't let these spirits fall to the ground."

Ji Qingqing prompted, and then fell silent.

During this period, the Demon Slayer Dagger repeatedly struck out, and Xiao Fan's figure continued to change his posture, and none of the green mangs could successfully land!

The miserable blue mangs are like fallen leaves sprinkled in the air, dancing and flying wildly under the stabbing and slashing of the dagger, and the damage data is also floating in the air in an endless stream, Xiao Fan's body dynamics are fast to the peak, and they are also stable and abnormal, and only a figure on the ground on the top of the mountain is seen advancing and retreating, left and right, as if the light and shadow are extinguished.

With the flickering of the cold light between the swing of the short dagger of a foot and a half, the figure and the sword brought out the remnants of the Dao, and the green light of the demon spirit was intertwined, and then reflected the smooth and mirror-like icy ground on the top of the mountain, the colorful and the silent refracted each other, the colorful light and shadow were stacked on top of each other, and the various sound effects of sneering, brushing, and rustling were endless, and the scene was bleak and cold and arrogant, and there was an indescribable tragic atmosphere.

Xiao Fan's emotions were as calm as ice, calm to the point of madness, because when he moved and attacked at high speed, his emotions would naturally push towards a frenzied killing intent, and the killing intent was strong! Such emotions in the Demon Dao can no longer pull him into a manic situation.

However, he was so engrossed in attacking the demon spirits that he didn't even realize that He Fangjing's abyss of the dead had already finished chanting, and the green mangs had already pounced on her fiery black smoke ring like moths.

Such a situation will only trigger Xiao Fan's subconscious move, that is, to chase the demon spirit Qingmang!

Xiao Fan's pursuit was swift and fierce, sharp and swift. The frequency of the demon's reaction to the battle state was far before his thoughts, and it was difficult to match the attack speed of his weapons in the less than seconds of his thoughts, not to mention the neon green rays that flew like cotton wool.

Between the swirling heels, even the last few bundles of green mangs did not enter the entanglement of thick black smoke, and the black smoke of the abyss of the dead shrouded in a diameter of four yards, Xiao Fan's pursuit was inexhaustible, and he was planted in it from the beginning.

The eyes suddenly darkened, as if in the dark night where you couldn't see your fingers, and the night vision crystal took effect immediately, and what appeared in front of the eyes was not the brightness of daylight, but the linear outline of the frame, including a variety of colors that were far dimmer compared to the daylight.

At the first moment of being in the magic circle, Xiao Fan clearly saw that around the faint smoke in the dark, there were nine stone pillars that emitted a clear blue light, the stone pillars were evenly distributed, and the pillars were carved with countless skeleton forms from top to bottom, each with its own interest, these skeleton grimaces had no eyeballs, the eye sockets were gray and cute, deep and boundless, or cold and wooden, or bared teeth hideously, or opened their mouths to make a terrifying laugh, showing various expressions and postures, like living creatures.

The height of the stone pillar seems to reach as far as the heavens, and it is difficult to know the end. From the blue yin stone pillar to the brilliance of the stream, revealing the slightest black line. Xiao Fan looked at it carefully, only to find that the faint smoke that permeated the entire magic circle was all created by the black line, that is, the source flow that seemed to be provided by the azure stone pillar.

And what about the Deep Space Spirits?

(End of chapter)