Sudden change, the martial artists of Soul Island in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm did not react, they were originally here to kill Xu Han and a few people, but they didn't expect to be attacked by a sneak attack.

Lost the first move, the thick fog spewed out of the skull did not yet dodge, in order to be trapped by the strange war spirit in the air, in the face of the combined attack of Xu Han and several people, where could he resist, he had to spread the ghosts in the air layer by layer.

As long as they hold on for a short while, the other companions will definitely be able to come, and by then, these few mid-stage martial artists of the Transformation God Realm in front of them are not the flesh of the Blood Exhibition Senior Brother.

"Haokong, don't leave your hands!" Xu Han looked at Haokong not far away, a trace of urgency crossed his eyes, and he shouted loudly.

A few people knew why this warrior from Soul Island had been attacking and killing spirit beasts for a long time, but they didn't expect to turn it into their own ghost.

The previous warriors on the Soul Island were all ghosts turned into warriors, and it seems that the warriors in front of him must have broken through the realm recently, and they couldn't find the warriors in the late stage of the Divine Realm, so they had to find some spirit beasts.

The martial artists in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm did not spread the dense fog, but only covered it and the surrounding ghosts, blocking the eyes of Xu Han and the others layer by layer, if you want to kill that martial artist, you must first break through the blocked ghosts.

The only way to kill those warriors before they arrive is to rely on Haokong.

Haokong also knew the urgency of the situation, after all, not only the two people who were rushing, but there were also late-stage martial artists of the Digital God Realm in the distance, and the time dragged on for too long, if the martial artists trapped in the formation came out, I am afraid it would not be so easy, and Zhou Xiaopang controlled the big array from a distance, but he couldn't help Xu Han.

"Okay!" Haokong responded lightly, his eyes were cold, and a pitch-black thin needle in his palm slowly stretched out, and he directly sacrificed the war spirit.

The dark needle with a cold light stood quietly in the air, Haokong looked at the martial artist covered by the black mist in front of him, his eyes were full of calm, quietly waiting for Xu Han's information.

Since the war spirit has been sacrificed, it must be killed with one blow, but the thick black fog in the air is not visible, but the location of the martial artist from the Soul Island cannot be seen, but Xu Han has a relationship with the silver tree, but the location of the martial artist can be discovered.

"On the right front!" Feeling the message from the silver tree, Xu Han shouted softly.

Haokong, who had been waiting for Xu Han's news, was happy in his eyes, and the thin needle that was quietly floating in front of him suddenly disappeared in front of him, and then in the stunned eyes of Xu Han and several others, the ghost that was roaring in the dense fog instantly turned into a pile of powder.

"Dead!" Looking at the martial artist who suddenly gave up resisting, the prodigal son exclaimed in his mouth, his eyes were full of incredulity, the martial artist in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm would be killed by Haokong with one blow.

"Is that you?"

The martial artist in front of him had just died, but the two martial artists in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm in the distance were rushing to it, looking at the silver tree standing in the air, his eyes were shocked, and he whispered in his mouth, but he wondered why the blood exhibition did not come.

Seeing that the same sect was killed, and the target of several people this time was Xu Han and the others, the two martial artists in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm who rushed over did not hesitate at all, and rushed directly towards Xu Han and the others.

The martial artists who left the Soul Island didn't talk nonsense, and Xu Han and the others were in a hurry, and without a pause, they rushed towards the two people who were rushing.

Hum!

Xu Han snorted angrily in his mouth, all his strength burst out, and a white tiger quietly jumped out in his palm, accompanied by a tiger roar, and stepped towards the two.

The sharp sword qi, the brilliant sword qi, and the swirling whirlpool, Mu Xue and the others beside him did not hesitate at all, and the powerful martial arts went straight down.

"Give me death!" The two people who rushed over didn't seem to be weak, and they burst into tears, only to see that in the skull in their hands, a thick black mist gushed out, accompanied by several tall ghosts.

There are a total of fifteen figures, except for the ghosts of the five spirit beasts, the rest are all miserable white martial artists, it seems that the two of them may have been martial artists in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm before entering the Broken Dragon Cliff.

The white tiger whistling through the air was the first to step down, but in the face of more than a dozen late-stage martial artists of the Transformation God Realm, accompanied by a terrifying air wave, the white tiger shattered, but the violent energy swept away the thick black mist.

Poof!

There were a few rapid light sounds, and a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the two people who rushed over, only to see that dense tentacles burst out of the ground below them, enveloping the downed ghosts.

In the snowflakes in the sky, Yin Zhiwu's heavy water swirled upward, and then exploded in the air, and the strange heavy water sprinkled all over the ghosts of each one.

Mu Xue next to her had a look in her eyes, and the white cloth in her hand flew out, and she instantly wrapped three ghost shadows and pulled them over.

"Good opportunity!" Looking at the roaring and struggling ghosts in the air, the prodigal son's eyes were happy, and a sharp knife qi on the big knife slashed straight down, actually covering all three ghosts in it.

Rumble!

Seeing that the prodigal son's big knife was coming, Mu Xue let out a coquettish cry in her mouth, danced down with her right hand, and directly slammed the three ghosts in the air to the ground.

Sting!

The sound of a sonic boom came, and the sword qi that the prodigal son flew down did not explode, but turned into a sword gang and directly covered the three ghost shadows.

Rumble!

In the happy eyes of Xu Han and the others, the sword qi that shrouded the ghost shadow exploded instantly, and the ghost shadow in it was twisted into pieces.

"Damn!" Looking at the ghost figure that died tragically in an instant, the Soul Leaving Island martial artist shrouded in a dense fog, his face was shocked, and he shouted in a low voice, this ghost didn't even have time to recover, and was killed on the spot.

The prodigal son looked at the ghost figure that had been killed, and a trace of excitement crossed his eyes, and he immediately flew up, slashing down with a big knife in his hand. There was no need to know where there was a martial artist, and the huge sword qi slashed directly towards the thick fog.

Although there was no Zhou Xiaopang's big array, with the harassment of the lower silver tree, a few people could easily suppress the two Soul Island martial artists in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm.

Mu Xue's white cloth kept flying out, tearing out a ghost from time to time, and then Xu Han and a few people were killed on the spot.

The faces of the two martial artists in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm who rushed over suddenly turned pale, they didn't expect the strength of Xu Han and the others to be so strong, and in just a few breaths, the ghosts of the two had already lost their generality.

Looking at the fierce attacks of Xu Han and the others, the two people in the dense fog looked at each other, without the slightest hesitation in their eyes, but saw a large ghost figure gushing out of the skull standing in front of them.

"The ghost shadow of the early and middle stages of the God Realm. Looking at the suddenly increasing ghost, Xu Han and the others were shocked in their eyes, and said in confusion.

Xu Han and the others are not ordinary martial artists in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm, except for the ghosts in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, there is also a threat, and the ghosts of the same realm can be said to have no effect on Xu Han and the others at all, but why did the two release so many ghosts.

The two people who released the ghost shadow did not drive the ghost shadow forward, but expanded the surrounding dense fog, and in an instant, Xu Han and the others were surrounded by whistling and howling ghosts, which turned out to be trying to disturb the sight of Xu Han and the others.

"Hmph, this method is useless to me at all. Xu Han looked at the air around him, a touch of disdain crossed his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.

Immediately, under the horrified gaze of the two warriors, the tentacles that densely stretched out from the ground shot quickly into the air, actually enveloping most of the ghosts.

A gray claw condensed in the air, and the warrior looked at the tentacles that broke out in front of him, without a trace of hesitation, and danced straight down, cutting several tentacles in two.

"Purple Feather! Haokong and the others have been killing the ghosts in the air, but Xu Han is staring at the warrior in it, and when the tentacle was cut off, Xu Han finally accurately sensed the position of the warrior.

In the thick black mist, a purple light swept through, accompanied by a miserable scream, the warrior floating in the dense fog suddenly fell from the sky, and the many ghosts in the surrounding air disappeared directly into the black mist.

The companion beside him was shocked in his eyes, and immediately grabbed him, only to see a finger-sized blood hole in the center of his eyebrows, and dark black blood was already flowing on his face.

"What's going on? Why hasn't the blood exhibition come yet?" Looking at the companion who died suddenly, the martial artist's eyes were horrified, but he surrounded the remaining few ghosts in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, but he no longer attacked Xu Han and the others.

The blood exhibition is closer than himself, and now that he has not come over for such a while, his eyes can't help but be full of worry.

"Xu Han! good!" The prodigal son glanced at the purple feather on Xu Han's shoulder, a trace of excitement crossed his eyes, and he said loudly.

That is the martial artist in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, not the ghost shadow in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm in the air, those ghosts have left the black fog, Xu Han and several people can be easily killed, but the martial artist in the dense fog is not so easy.

"They are already here, let's hurry up, I don't know how long Zhou Xiaopang can last. Xu Han glanced into the distance and said softly, but it was the mid-stage martial artist of the Transformation God Realm brought by these two people in front of him who arrived.

A hint of joy crossed the prodigal son's face, and he said loudly: "What are you afraid of? It's just a group of martial artists in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm, and it won't take long to be solved." ”

Not only was the prodigal son happy, but Mu Xue and the others on the side were also surprised, it was Yan Jun's situation, but he didn't expect it to be so relaxed, and there was no suspense at all.

"It's better to be careful, those powerful martial artists should be trapped in the formation by Zhou Xiaopang. Yin Zhiwen thought for a moment in her eyes, but said calmly in her mouth.

After all, the teams of people in front of them are most likely prepared to prevent Xu Han and the others from escaping, and their strength is definitely not the strongest.

The dozens of Soul Island martial artists who rushed over, looking at Xu Han and the others in the field, did not hesitate at all, and all of them sacrificed the skulls in their bodies, and in the thick black mist, many ghosts surged out.

"It's a bit of a problem, I'll let Yinshu cooperate, and we'll try to attack and kill the martial artist as much as possible. Xu Han looked at the extra ghost shadows in the air in an instant, a trace of solemnity crossed his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.

Before, he was caught off guard by the opponent, and those warriors who left the Soul Island did not release the dense fog and ghost shadows at all, so that Xu Han and a few people could sneak attack and kill, but now in this thick black fog, it is not so easy to kill the warriors of the Soul Island.

"Okay! Xu Han!" Looking at the tentacles that kept running out of the black mist, but were cut off, Mu Xue's faces were calm, and the martial arts in their hands blasted away, and their hearts were all shocked by the strength of Xu Han's fighting spirit.