Chapter 698: Pale Golden Skull

"It didn't work. Zhou Xiaopang felt the scene in the big array, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.

In his hands, a rich aura poured into the big array, but the black mist in the array was still tightly wrapped in the array, completely enveloping Xu Han and the others.

"Damn, what kind of methods did these guys use?" Looking at the situation of Haokong and the others, Zhou Xiaopang's face was full of worry, and then a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Three stones glowing with spiritual light appeared in his hand, it was the war spirit in Zhou Xiaopang's spirit cave, and with a throw of his right hand, he directly sacrificed the war spirit into the sky above the forest in front of him.

The stones hung in the air in a triangular shape, and as the stones were inserted, the aura in the surrounding air surged into the air and gathered towards the great array.

In the thick black mist, a strange film of light swept through, and the black fog in the air was not swept away, but the spirit beasts that were running wildly in the array suddenly roared, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, they were all turned into spirit beasts in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm.

The spirit beast whose strength suddenly exploded suddenly made several martial artists in the middle of the Transformation God Realm directly pounced on by the spirit beast, and when Haokong on the side saw this, the black needle in his hand instantly broke out.

Yes!

With a few screams, the Soul Island warrior who was pounced on by the spirit beast died directly under Haokong's weird black needle.

"Be careful! These spirit beasts suddenly became stronger. Blood Zhan looked at his companion who was killed not far away, his face changed suddenly, and he shouted loudly.

For this formation, the blood exhibition is really too scared, all the martial artists of the same realm, the blood exhibition has never lost anyone, not to mention that the last time was so embarrassed, the late stage of the Transformation God Realm was actually defeated by a group of martial artists in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm.

This weird big array, I still know what will happen, if it weren't for the blood turtle here, the blood exhibition probably wouldn't dare to take the initiative to find Xu Han.

Xu Han was originally at a disadvantage, because the strength of the spirit beasts in the formation had increased greatly, not only several martial artists from Soul Island were killed for a while, but many ghosts in the air were directly killed by the prodigal son.

For the scene in the distance, although Xue Ao was surprised in his eyes, he didn't care at all in his heart, condensing so many spirit beasts in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, the consumption of this spiritual energy must be extremely huge, and the formation spirit master in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm would definitely not last long.

The ghosts that were pounced on by the spirit beasts were all wrapped in the tentacles interspersed in them, and then they were dragged towards Haokong and a few people, and they were killed in the formation.

The sudden change made Xu Han ecstatic in his heart, but he also knew in his heart that the great increase in the strength of the spirit beast must have only taken advantage of the time, and then without a trace of hesitation, the purple feather that had been hidden in his sleeve rushed out.

Roar!

With a low roar, Xueao saw a purple light shoot out in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but be shocked, and his right fist, which was full of gray energy, slammed straight up.

Bang!

A huge force of shock came, Xueao's face was shocked, and his running body was actually knocked into the dense fog behind him, and the purple shadow that crossed in front of him was a spirit beast with a purple body.

"What a strong spirit beast?" Looking at the purple shadow that flashed away, a trace of surprise crossed the eyes of the blood ao, and he said in a low voice, but in his heart, he regarded the purple feather as a spirit beast rushing out of the big array.

Xu Han's eyes were happy, and a finger in his hand shot towards the blood crow in the air, and his body also went straight up, and the sword qi in his hand blasted away again and again.

Zi Yu, who repelled the Blood Ao, did not continue to attack, but swiped in the air and ran towards the Soul Island martial artist on the side.

Due to Zhou Xiaopang's big array, Purple Feather did not turn into a battle form, but a purple light continued to fly in the dense fog, and the ghosts that were only wrapped in the silver tree were all killed by it.

A trace of caution crossed Xueao's eyes, avoiding Xu Han's finger strength, and he paid close attention to the dense fog around him, the spirit beast just now gave him a feeling that was very different from the rest of the spirit beasts in the air.

Looking at Xu Han who rushed up, a trace of bloodlust crossed the eyes of the blood ao, and with a low cry in his mouth, the dense fog in the air suddenly gathered around him, and then poured into his body.

The strength of the spirit beast is not weak, it is better to be careful, and then the black dense fog formed a faint film of light on the surface of the blood turtle's body.

"The momentum has grown. Xu Han looked at the martial artist rushing in front of him, a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.

Whew!

The heavy punch swept through, and on Xu Han's avoidable cheeks, there was a hot pain, and the remaining strength alone was so powerful, it seemed that the black mist around his body not only had a protective effect.

Although the spirit beasts in the array suddenly increased in strength, and three mid-stage martial artists of the Transformation God Realm died, in the face of the late stage martial artists of the Transformation God Realm mixed with the ghosts, Haokong and the others were still cautious.

The biggest difficulty is the thick black fog in the air, and there are many injured ghosts around, but except for a small number of people who are killed, the rest are all dangling in the black fog and roaring.

The sudden increase in the strength of the spirit beast stabilized the situation by a few people from Soul Island for a while, and the Haokong people in the array had to shrink around the silver tree, killing the ghosts that came one after another.

"Hmph, if you go on, you will die in the end. Looking at Xu Han, who was constantly dodging in front of him, a trace of fierceness crossed his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.

Although he had already occupied a complete advantage, Xueao was surprised in his heart, this martial artist in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm had seen this in his hands for so long, which was really beyond his expectations.

Xu Han slashed with his right hand, and the silver sword slashed directly at the black fist that shot from the side, and his eyes looked at the surrounding scene worriedly.

There are hundreds of ghosts in the dense fog, and the few people in Haokong plus the purple feathers in them, if they want to kill all these ghosts, I'm afraid it's not so easy.

A faint look of worry crossed his face, and with Zi Yu's gaze, the scene in the formation could be said to be clearer than Zhou Xiaopang.

Haokong and a few people seemed to be doing useless work, every time they injured a ghost, after a while, they rushed out intact again, and only a few ghosts were killed on the spot by a few people.

Mu Xue's white silk continued to roll out, and the snowflakes around it continued to scratch scars on the ghosts, but these ghosts didn't care at all and let them attack.

"Boss, you'd better go in the middle and see if there's a strange skull. Xu Han, who slashed out with the silver sword in his hand, suddenly heard the voice of Zi Yu in his heart.

Xu Han's eyes were shocked, and the silver tree that was stuck on the ground suddenly pierced into the ground with a tentacle, carefully avoiding the blood exhibition in the air, and stretched out in the direction that Zi Yu was pointing at.

"Huh!" Through Yinshu's gaze, Xu Han looked at the scene not far away, his eyes were full of shock, and then he turned into a wave of doubt.

In the thick black mist, four strong bodies stood in a circle with their backs to each other, but in the middle was a pale golden skull, and a trace of thick black mist poured out of it.

"Why are you guarding a skull?" Looking at the four late stage martial artists of the Transformation God Realm, Xu Han thought to himself with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

His eyes swept around, but Xu Han's heart was tight, not only the four ghosts were tightly protecting the skull, but even the few people in the blood exhibition were also faintly protecting it in the middle.

"Could it be?" Xu Han exclaimed with a hint of clarity in his eyes.

Rumble!

Xu Han, who was ecstatic in his heart, suddenly felt a huge force coming from his chest, and a muffled snort came from his mouth, but his body fell towards the dense fog in the distance.

"Look for death! Fight me, and dare to wander. Looking at Xu Han, who fell to the ground, Xueao looked arrogant, and said in a low voice.

Xu Han, who felt a slight pain, had a look of surprise on his face, it seemed that the black mist around him that had not dispersed was related to the skull.

The blood cao that flew up, caught a glimpse of a hint of surprise at the corner of Xu Han's mouth, his eyes were full of surprise, he was hit by himself, and he was happy, and he swept around, but he didn't find the spirit beast approaching.

"Hmph, you've been beaten stupid!" Xue Ao let out a low cry in his mouth, and slammed his fist towards Xu Han on the ground.

Xu Han's eyes swept the rushing warriors, and a tentacle suddenly shot out of the air, Xu Han shook his right hand, but his body quickly retreated towards the black mist.

"I want to escape!" Looking at Xu Han, who was pulling his tentacles and retreating into the black mist, Xueao's face was furious, and he let out a low cry in his mouth and chased straight up.

In the thick black fog, Xu Han could only rely on the perception of the silver tree and swept forward, and after a while, Haokong and several people had appeared not far away.

"Xu Han, why are you here?" Looking at Xu Han who was rushing over, a hint of joy flashed on the faces of Haokong, and he exclaimed in surprise.

But when he saw the blood ao coming behind Xu Han, his face couldn't help but change, he originally thought that Xu Han had killed this martial artist, but he didn't expect that he was not dead.

"There's a pale golden skull behind those warriors, it's very weird, and you can crush it when you look for a moment. Xu Han didn't have time to explain to a few people, he whispered to Haokong, turned around and swept towards the dense fog next to him.

Xueao will definitely not let Xu Han go easily, and Mu Xue is very famous, and he is also watched by the martial artists who left the Soul Island, and if he wants to go to see the golden skull, I am afraid that there is only Haokong.

"Golden Skull?" Looking at Xu Han who was directly into the black mist, Haokong whispered softly, but there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

The prodigal sons not far away did not hear Xu Han's words, and looked at Xu Han who was running at great speed, their eyes were full of doubts.

Rumble!

There was a huge sound, and Xu Han, who was running quickly, suddenly retreated, only to see that in the dense fog in front of him, a warrior dressed in black rushed out and bombarded where Xu Han was standing.

"Where else can you run? Die obediently!" Xue Ao looked at Xu Han who had stopped, his expression was confident, and he said softly, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

A martial artist in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm, it took so long to solve it, and he still hadn't solved it, and Blood Ao's heart was already full of anger.

"Hmph! If you want to play, I'll play with you. Looking at the impatient blood in his eyes, Xu Han let out a low cry, and the black clothes on his body burst directly, revealing a pitch-black armor.