The test of the eighth island is a half-step psychic realm, and the test of the ninth island is known without guessing, it must be a real psychic realm.

I think it should be a single person or a beast, if it is a group... There is no other way for him to use the vision, but this possibility is not high, even if he is a demonic genius, fighting a high-level creature alone is already the limit, unless he is like himself, he is born with a vision beyond his own realm, but this will not serve the purpose of the trial.

Zhang Fan was not in a hurry to enter the trial sea of the ninth island, but was feeling the battle in the trial sea of the eighth island, which was also a kind of precipitation for him.

It took him three days to open his eyes.

"Now, I have reached the limit of what I can reach at present, there is still room for improvement, but there is no time, it has been at least a little more than a month since I left Tianhai City. ”

With made up his mind, Zhang Fan stepped into the sea of trials.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the Sea of Trials, a condensed figure appeared in front of him.

The figure was very blurry, and it was impossible to see the appearance, nor could it distinguish between men and women, but the aura it emitted made people tremble.

The strength of this figure has reached the psychic realm, and he is just floating quietly in the sea of trials, as if waiting for Zhang Fan to make a move.

"Whew... Let's fight!"

Zhang Fan let out a loud shout and rushed forward.

He punched out, without using any magic powers, because the tricks he learned all came from the family, to be honest, not to mention the three major town sects of Xinghai Mountain, any of the previous records on the stele alone far exceeded what he had learned before, and using the so-called magic spells was nothing more than attacking the enemy's strengths with his own shortcomings.

Now, all he can rely on is his body that has broken the extreme.

With Zhang Fan's actions, the figure also moved.

'Boom!'

The two fists collided together, and the impact caused the calm sea of trials to set off several thick columns of water.

Zhang Fanshi did his best to fight with the most primitive instincts.

His eyes were fixed, and two substantial golden rays of light shot out, shining through the figure.

This is the vision he cultivated when he stepped into the secret realm, and his eyes were like sword light.

Naturally, the power could not be compared to that bitter sea golden lotus, but it was part of his own true strength.

Zhang Fan and the figure fought fiercely in the sea of trials, and the waves on the sea were turbulent and huge waves were raised, which was caused by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

The strength of the psychic realm is indeed amazing, and from the beginning of contact, Zhang Fan has been suppressed by that figure.

From time to time, the figure used some magical powers, which were recorded on the previous stone tablets.

And Zhang Fan relied on his body to break it with his strength, but the price was that the battle was only a moment, and he was already scarred.

Suddenly, that figure shot out a light shadow, like a sharp sword, slashing at his Baihui acupoint.

This is a primordial attack technique that can only be mastered in the psychic realm.

In an instant, a golden lotus rushed out from Zhang Fan's eyebrows, and a small person sat on it, looking the same as Zhang Fan, this was his original god.

With a 'whoosh', the light and shadow slashed on the petals of the golden lotus, cutting open a golden petal, and the light and shadow were instantly shattered.

"Kill !!"

Zhang Fan roared, the light and shadow only cut a petal, as he expected, his Yuan Shen had been fused with the Golden Lotus, and he had not yet reached the Psychic Realm, but it was very powerful, even the Psychic Realm powerhouse could not kill his Yuan Shen with one blow.

On the other hand, the figure of the condensed sea water, with the shattering of light and shadow, staggered under his feet, and his body became a lot lighter, no longer as condensed as before.

Zhang Fan became more and more courageous the more he fought, and he was fighting with injuries for injuries.

At the same time, the Yuan Shen controlled the golden lotus and constantly crashed into the figure, each impact made the figure lighter by a point, and he himself accompanied the Yuan Shen with every impact, and a wisp of blood would overflow from the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Fan's lifeless style of play turned the situation around for a while and suppressed the figure.

But then the figure poked out a palm, and with the palm of the hand, the surrounding sea water instantly turned into a huge palm and grabbed him, a little starry twinkle between the palms and fingers, like stars in the sky, and at the same time filled with a terrifying aura, making Zhang Fan's scalp tingle for a while.

"Star picker!"

Zhang Fan recognized for the first time that this was one of the three great masters of Xinghai Mountain, and it was not a lie to practice to the depths, picking stars and taking the moon, otherwise why would he dare to be called 'star pickers'.

He dodged sideways, but the palm of his hand followed, grabbed him, and grabbed him squarely.

In an instant, a huge force surged towards him from all directions, and the starlight between the fingers of the giant palm kept shining, trying to refine him.

"Give me !!"

Zhang Fan's blood was surging, like a real dragon revived, and there was a flame around his body, which was formed by blood and qi, and he used the power of his body to forcibly open the giant palm made of seawater, and several blood vessels burst during the process.

In the end, he managed to escape from the giant palm, but his own blood and qi power was consumed by a full seventy percent.

As soon as he broke free, Zhang Fan rushed towards the figure, and with the power of the blood and qi rushing at this moment, he scattered half of the figure's body with one punch.

The half-cut figure reached out and grabbed it, and a sharp sword made of seawater appeared in his hand.

Then a sword light flashed, and the sword light seemed to be slow and fast, accompanied by a huge pressure, as if the Ancient Shenyue was suppressing it.

Zhang Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out, and a huge wound appeared on his waist, if it wasn't for his forcible condensation of the power of blood and qi and the spiritual energy protection in his body at the last moment, he would have almost been cut off by the waist.

"A phantom condensed by the sea also wants to kill me? What about the psychic realm! The ancient Tianjiao can use the secret realm to cut down retrograde, and I can also kill !!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan's fighting spirit was surging, the sword just now was too terrifying, if he was slow to beat, he would be cut in half, at this time he hit the real fire, and no longer regarded that figure as a trial, but a great enemy of life and death.

The blood vapor was steaming, and the power of the blood qi that had obviously consumed most of it was rushed out of his body again, seemingly endlessly, evaporating the surrounding seawater.

He kicked out with a sharp kick and rushed towards the figure at great speed, and behind him, a huge vacuum appeared, and the sea water could not pour in for a moment.

In an instant, he came to the figure, and his fists and feet were combined, and he burst out with boundless power.

After fighting for half an hour, Zhang Fan's body was already full of scars, during which he was robbed several times, and there were three wounds that pierced his body alone, and the power of blood and qi was no longer boiling, even with his physique, he couldn't withstand such a squander.

Even the golden lotus that protects the primordial god has long been in tatters, with only two of the twelve lotus leaves left, and the remaining ten have long been ruined.

But he became more and more courageous and suppressed the figure.

At last he saw an opportunity, and as soon as he grabbed the figure's head, he prepared to grab it.

And the remaining hand of the figure was also against his chest at this time, and there was a power to destroy the world between his fingers.

"Die!"

Zhang Fan twisted off the head of the figure, and when the figure dissipated, infinite power erupted from his fingers, making a huge blood hole in Zhang Fan's chest, running back and forth, and the internal organs could be seen clearly.

In the moment before he lost consciousness, Zhang Fan stuffed a treasure medicine into his mouth, and then fell into boundless darkness.