"The injury of the Tianshan Ghost King should be similar to mine, but she seems to have realized that she will definitely break through after the retreat, if I can't reach the late stage of the Martial Sect, when we meet again, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist. ”

Chen Fan was pondering, and suddenly his face changed, and the demon under him immediately stopped and looked around suspiciously.

"Dou Zhuan!" A vicissitudes of life voice suddenly came from the void, and then, above the sky, a huge formation immediately appeared

Chen Fan did not hesitate, and immediately slapped the devil to put it away, and in a flash, his body flashed, and he teleported out, but a hundred miles away, his body slammed and was bounced out.

Immediately afterwards, the sky moved from the scoop array, and a huge force came out of it frantically, Chen Fan was frightened, and his body was immediately sucked up, flying towards the array like a rainbow.

In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the formation.

The formation slowly dissipated, and a white-haired old man appeared in mid-air, muttering to himself: "Hmph, this time, I want to see, Senior Brother Eldest Sun, how do you deal with it!"

This person is the person who sat next to the eldest grandson Busan that day, he is the foreign affairs elder of the demon clan, called Sha Tongtian.

In the extreme north of the Demon Continent, it was desolate here, and at this moment, a huge array suddenly appeared in the sky, and then a figure was thrown out of the formation and fell down.

Chen Fan's body was still in mid-air, so he jumped up, looked around cautiously, and then his face couldn't help but become gloomy.

In front, there is Sanyu with a set of tables and chairs in front of him, and a set of tea sets on it.

At this moment, he sat on the chair, held the teacup, blew it, took a sip, raised his head and said with a smile: "Chen Fan Xiaoyou, the master of the Ghost King of Tianshan Mountain, the sect master of the Lower Refining Ghost Sect, Sanyu, will take your life for the old man's good apprentice!"

"God becomes an old monster!" Chen Fan recognized the other party's cultivation as soon as he was limited, and his heart couldn't help but become even more gloomy. Without saying a word, he tore his right hand in the void, intending to tear the space and escape with the star compass.

Facing the old monster of the Divine Transformation Period, Chen Fan knew that he could not resist, so he could only escape!

But immediately, Chen Fan's eyes flashed with a trace of frost, in the past, with his cultivation, it was easy to tear open a spatial crack, but now, with all his strength, he couldn't tear open this space.

This has nothing to do with the reduction of his cultivation, after all, even if it is reduced, he now has the cultivation of the late stage of the Martial God, and it is absolutely impossible for him to tear apart the spatial crack.

Sanyu, who was drinking tea, put down the teacup, shook his head and said, "Little guy, in order to prevent you from escaping, this place has been imprisoned, and there is no space crack, I see where you can escape!"

Chen Fan didn't say a word, he turned around and was about to teleport, but immediately, the color of frost in his eyes was even stronger, teleporting, and he couldn't use it!

Since infinite teleportation cannot be used, this is not a good thing for Chen Fan. The other party obviously knows himself very well, so he lays a net to not leave himself the slightest chance to escape.

Chen Fan stepped on his feet and galloped backwards.

That Sanyu poured another cup of tea unhurriedly, blew lightly, took a sip, put down the teacup casually and stood up, shook his head and said: "If the deity doesn't make a move, once you make a move, you won't relax your vigilance because you are a martial god, Chen Fan, this time, you are dead." ”

His body moved, flew forward, and followed Chen Fan from a distance.

As fast as Chen Fan's speed is, this person's speed is as fast as possible, and he is not in a hurry to chase it, but has been holding it behind like a cat and mouse.

Chen Fan's heart became more and more gloomy, he patted the storage bag with his right hand, and immediately took out a jade slip, and as soon as he spit out his spiritual power, the jade slip suddenly emitted blue fire, burning in an instant, and dissipating away.

"Devil, come quickly!" Chen Fan sighed in his heart.

It didn't take long for him to suddenly stop, and in front of him, three people were standing.

These three people, all wearing black robes, covering their faces, the middle one, stepped forward, and suddenly, there was a huge coercion between heaven and earth.

"His grandmother's, she got into a lot of trouble today!" Chen Fan felt bitter in his heart.

At this time, Sanyu had already chased after him, stopped a hundred zhang away, and said with a smile: "Chen Fan Xiaoyou, don't run, today, is your death date!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and pointed towards Chen Fan, and suddenly, a whirlwind appeared in front of him, rushing towards Chen Fan with a whistling sound.

Chen Fan's body retreated quickly, his right hand stretched out, the Huokui sword was in his hand, and he slashed forward. The sword flashed wildly in the roar, and the whirlwind shook and dissipated slightly, and the sword light pierced through the whirlpool and galloped towards Sanyu.

There was a hint of mockery in Sanyu's eyes, and his big hand grabbed it in front of him, and suddenly, the sword was immediately grabbed by him, and he collapsed under a pinch.

"Huh?" Sanyu was slightly surprised, his entire right hand was a little numb at the moment.

Chen Fan sighed again in his heart, after his cultivation was reduced, his spiritual power was chaotic, and his Yuan Shen was damaged, even the power of this Huokui Sword could not be used to show his performance in the battle with the Ghost King of Tianshan Mountain.

Chen Fan gritted his teeth, turned around and fled again.

At this moment, the black-robed Divine Transformation Monk snorted lightly, and as soon as his body moved, he was as fast as thunder, and instantly caught up with Chen Fan and patted him lightly behind him.

Chen Fan snorted miserably, and only had time to condense the only remaining spiritual power in his body behind him, and the Huokui Sword in his hand was even more in front of him, but his body was still hit by a strong force, and he was suddenly thrown out quickly, falling hundreds of feet away, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, including some internal organ fragments.

Chen Fan's face was like ashes, and he was injured and injured.

The black-robed old man grabbed it with his big hand, and the Huokui Sword broke away from Chen Fan's hand, and he took it in his hand, took a closer look, and said in a deep voice: "It's a good sword! There is actually a sword soul in it, not bad!"

Sanyu smiled slightly and said, "This sword belongs to you, but the little Venerable rice that can cause the heavenly tribulation belongs to me." The black-robed old man laughed and said, "Okay, there is also the Qiankun Heavenly Mirror, which is originally my clan's thing, I will take it!"

Sanyu nodded and said, "It should be like this." ”

Chen Fan struggled to stand up, his legs trembled slightly, this was not his intention, but it was caused by too much injury.

His face was gloomy, staring at the black-robed old man, and he said word by word: "Demon Devouring Clan!"

The black-robed old man simply pulled off the robe on his head, revealing his true face, this person's hair was gray, his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were as bright as the moon.

He looked at Chen Fan and said with a smile: "Chen Fan Xiaoyou, the old man is indeed a person from the Demon Devouring Clan, this ancient magic weapon Qiankun Heavenly Mirror is originally the thing of our Demon Devouring Clan, I will take it today, I hope you don't mind!"

Chen Fan's eyes were gloomy, his right hand trembled and took out the pill from the storage bag, and in front of the two god transformation period old monsters, he took a sip of incense, and said calmly: "The two god transformation period old monsters shot at the same time, just to take the life of the next, such an honor, remember it in my heart!"

Sanyu smiled slightly, nodded and said: "That's right, it should be so, even if you die, you should go away with a smile, as for those magic weapons of yours, the old man is very interested." As he spoke, he gave his right hand again.

This time, an arm-thick aura suddenly flew out of Sanyu's hand, and instantly came to Chen Fan's side, and in a flash, a roar came in.

The spiritual power in Chen Fan's body has recovered somewhat, he flipped his right hand, the forbidden flag was in his hand, and with a shake, the forbidden qi immediately roared out, forming layers of black mist in front of him, blocking the spiritual energy.

But listening to the sound of the voice, the forbidden qi dissipated one by one, and in the end, the aura was dissolved.

"What a little flag, I'm going to study it carefully!"

Sanyu's eyes lit up, she looked at the little banner in Chen Fan's hand, and said with a smile.

In his view, this time, this Chen Fan will definitely die, and if the two gods are in the late stage of cultivation, if they can't kill a mere martial god in the late stage, it will never be possible.

Chen Fan's face turned even paler, a trace of despair, welling up in his heart, the deity must not come, needless to say that the distance is too far now, even if it is not far, it cannot appear, otherwise, he will really die today.

Waiting for the Adversary to resuscitate is the only way!Because he can use the Adversary to construct another clone of his own, and when the time comes, he can use this clone to attract enemies, and he can escape!

But now, the spiritual power in his body has been completely exhausted the moment he waved the forbidden flag, and at this time, there is no longer any spiritual power.

Sanyu raised his right hand and was about to make another point, when a black-robed man standing next to the old monster in the late stage of the Demon Devouring Clan's God Transformation suddenly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Ancestor, please let the juniors take action and personally kill this person to avenge the revenge of the year!"

Sanyu lowered his hand and looked at the Demon Devouring Ancestor.

Old Ancestor glanced at the black-robed man and nodded.

The black-robed man immediately turned around and pulled off his hood, he was the younger brother of the Tianshan Ghost King, the Wushan Ghost King!

The Wushan Ghost King's eyes were calm, his body moved, turned into an afterimage, and flew towards Chen Fan.

"Wushan Ghost King!" Chen Fan held the forbidden flag in his hand, revealing a complicated color in the limit.

"Chen Fan, suffer death!" the Wushan Ghost King snorted, but his gaze flashed with a strange light, and he slapped his right hand forward, and immediately a wave of spiritual power roared out.

Chen Fan looked at the gaze of the Wushan Ghost King, and his heart moved.

The roaring spiritual power did not have any attack power, but immediately drilled into Chen Fan's body, and suddenly, Chen Fan's body consumed one thousand and two pure spiritual power, and it instantly became sufficient.

At this time, the Wushan Ghost King was already in his body, and his right foot kicked Chen Fan's chest, and suddenly, Chen Fan's body was immediately thrown out from afar. Under this kick, there was no attack, but there was another spiritual power inheritance, which fused into Chen Fan's body and became a part of his spiritual power.

"Door master, southeast corner, live road!" In Chen Fan's ears, there was an anxious voice from the ghost king of Wushan.

Sanyu saw through this scene at a glance and snorted lightly.

The ancestor of the Demon Devouring Clan, his face sank, his body suddenly rushed out, and shouted: "Wushan Ghost King, what are you doing!"

The Wushan Ghost King's body flashed, blocking the ancestor's side, his eyes were clear, and he said loudly: "Ancestor, my Wushan Ghost King is a dignified man, Chen Fan has the grace of knowing me in the Nine Flames Holy Land, when I am a friend of the Wushan Ghost King, how can I do anything to exterminate human nature!"

The Demon Devouring Clan Ancestor laughed angrily, and as soon as his body moved, he was about to bypass the Wushan Ghost King.

The Wushan Ghost King shouted, the shape of the axe at the center of his eyebrows immediately flashed, he stepped on it, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the ancestor of the Demon Devouring Clan, and roared in his mouth: "That Qiankun Heavenly Mirror, my clan is useless, what if you give it to Chen Fan, you have taken the other people's Huokui Sword, and you are not satisfied!"

The ancestor turned his head suddenly, stared at the Wushan Ghost King, and grabbed it with his big hand, and the Wushan Ghost King immediately felt that his body was imprisoned by a strange force, and the whole person couldn't move half a step.