"Damn!" Looking at the strange slashing sword qi, the black-robed warrior let out a low shout in his mouth, but he didn't dare to take it hard, and his body flashed directly into the black mist.

Xu Han and the two looked at each other, the martial arts in their hands kept rushing out, and their bodies swept directly towards the thick fog.

"Huh!" seemed to have discovered Helian City in the air, Yin Zhiwen had doubts in her eyes, and she said in surprise.

Xu Han looked at the thick black mist in front of him, glanced at the fiery red ghost shadow that crossed it, and said softly: "That's right! That is Helian City, he should have killed him." ”

This Helian City can be regarded as Xu Han's old opponent, and his strength is also good, but he didn't expect to be dead.

As if thinking of something, Yin Zhiwen turned her head to look at Xu Han, and said with a smile in her mouth: "By the way, Xu Han, Haokong and the prodigal son are also here." ”

"You were with them? I thought you were separated. Xu Han's face was pleasantly surprised, and he said in his mouth, thinking for a moment in his heart, but his eyes were looking towards the thick black fog on the side.

Looking at Xu Han with a happy face, Yin Zhiwen was also very happy, but when she looked at the thick black fog in front of her, she said softly: "Let's solve him first, and then talk, shall we?"

"Yes!"

Xu Han responded lightly, and the rich thunder and lightning above his right hand condensed, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual cave gushed out, and then turned into a roaring thunder dragon.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the distance, and I saw the tail of the purple feather swinging out and slammed into the body of the black-robed martial artist, directly blasting it out, and then Zuo Junzhe's embarrassed figure staggered out.

The martial artist who was swept out by the purple feather slammed into a boulder, and the black robe that covered his whole body exploded, revealing the miserable martial artist in it, and the chest that was obviously deflated was probably already out of breath and less in breath.

The purple feather that rushed out, and the few people who appeared in Haokong at a glance directly turned into a purple light and wrapped around Xu Han's shoulder.

The black-robed warrior hidden in the dense fog looked at the companion who was knocked away by the purple feather, his eyes were stunned, and then he looked at the spirit beast in the air with a fierce light.

Before the black-robed warrior in anger could react, a scream came from the distance, and then Haokong, who was dressed in purple, walked out of the dense fog, his face was calm, it seemed that the martial artist just now did not bring him a trace of trouble at all.

"Haokong!" Looking at the martial artist who walked out, Xu Han was happy in his eyes, and said in surprise.

It seemed that he had expected Xu Han to be among them, and Haokong's face did not change much, but he glanced at Xu Han with a strange expression, and said in a low voice: "Why are you still the strength of the Xuan Realm?"

Xu Han was shocked in his heart, but he found that not only Haokong, but also Zhiwen had also entered the realm of transforming gods, and his eyes couldn't help but be full of surprise.

"Haha 616161 it's not like you don't know, it's more difficult for me to break through my own strength, let alone a big realm. Xu Han glanced at the surrounding martial artists, looked at Haokong and laughed.

If it weren't for the reason of the silver tree, I'm afraid that I would have broken through to the strength of the Transformation God Realm, but the strength of the Xuan Realm now is not much different from that of ordinary martial artists in the Transformation God Realm.

Glancing at the thunder dragon in Xu Han's hand, a trace of discoloration crossed Haokong's eyes, and he looked at Lei Ze, who was roaring angrily, and said loudly: "Okay! ”

Haokong had just stepped into the dense fog where Lei Ze was, and a scream sounded on the other side, and then the prodigal son with a big knife in his hand came out with his head held high, looking at Xu Han was also surprised, and when he saw the black-robed warrior who was killed by Haokong, his face was depressed.

"Xu Han, I knew that you were still the strength of the Xuan Realm. The prodigal son glanced at Xu Han's breath and said loudly.

Among several people, the one who has the most contact with Xu Han is the prodigal son, and he knows more about Xu Han's spiritual sea than Haokong, and for Xu Han, if he wants to break through, it is not only a matter of aura.

Xu Han glanced at Yin Zhiwen who rushed out in front of him, knowing that the prodigal son was probably already breaking through to the Transformation God Realm, and said without replying: "Although the strength of the Xuan Realm is passed, I will come to compare it later!"

"Okay!" Looking at the sharp thunder dragon in Xu Han's hand, a trace of excitement flashed in the prodigal son's eyes, and he said loudly, then put the big knife on his shoulder and sat on the boulder on the side.

The sword qi that kept sweeping out of Yin Zhiwen's hand seemed to be extremely restrained by the black fog in front of him, and the dense fog in the air became less and less, but Xu Han was surprised to find that the ghost shadow flying out of the skull seemed to be unable to stay in the air for a long time, so he had to walk through the black fog.

"Damn!" Looking at the decreasing black mist in front of him, the black-robed martial artist in the air, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he directly put away some of the ghost shadows of the Xuan Realm, leaving only a few ghost shadows transformed by the martial artists of the Transformation God Realm.

The thunder dragon in his hand continued to grow, and the roaring sound resounded through the sky, and the remaining two black-robed warriors looked at the scene in the field, and their eyes were shocked.

There are four martial artists in the Divine Realm, and there is also Xu Han who has passed through the Xuan Realm, but there are martial artists who can't be evaluated by the realm at all.

"Crooked and heretical!Where to go!" Looking at the martial artist who was constantly dodging in front of him, Yin Zhiwen had a trace of anger in her eyes, and said in a coquettish voice.

The short sword in his hand danced forward, and then a huge water-like whirlwind formed, and swept towards the warrior in front of him at great speed.

The swirling waves rushed by, and the black fog in the air was all gathered towards the whirlpool under the strong suction force, and after a while, the surrounding black fog was absorbed, leaving only a skull squirting in the air.

"How is it possible?" Looking at the black mist that had been completely absorbed, the black-robed martial artist's face was shocked, and his mouth was shocked.

Since his debut, no martial artist has ever broken through his black mist, but now he was directly dissolved by this woman, and the black mist that melted into the water was no longer under his control.

The black mist spewing out of the skull not only has the effect of hindering the enemy, but more importantly, the ghost shadow in the black mist is more suitable for fighting, and even if it is injured, as long as it is shrouded in black mist, it can recover slowly.

Looking at the black-robed warrior with a stunned face, Yin Zhiwen's eyes were full of cold light, and with a coquettish cry in her mouth, the swirling water rose from the ground and rolled towards the black-robed warrior in the air.

"What the hell, see if I don't break your water. A ruthless color flashed in his eyes, and the warrior's mouth burst into a loud shout, and the skull hanging in front of him suddenly became larger, and then slammed into the huge black water in front of him.

The skull is the hardest bone in the human body, and it is definitely harder than before, and the skull refined by this black-robed martial artist is made by absorbing the essence and blood of many powerful martial artists and spirit beasts.

Looking at the strange skull, Yin Zhiwen's face was calm, there was no panic at all, and the short sword in her hand danced, and the water in the air became even faster.

Rumble!

The huge skull collided, and the huge whirlpool water that Yin Zhiwen ran out shattered, and the rain in the air sprinkled forward.

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Looking at the shattered water, the black-robed warrior looked up to the sky and laughed, but when the dense rain sprinkled down, the face of the warrior suspended in the air suddenly changed greatly.

The prodigal son, who was lying on the boulder in the distance, looked at the movements of the black-robed warrior, his face chuckled, and his eyes were full of playful abuse, as if something good was going to happen.

"Hmph! you have to bear it!" Looking at the warrior who stopped laughing abruptly in the air, Yin Zhiwen smiled at the corner of her mouth and said softly.

Immediately, in Xu Han's stunned eyes, the black-robed warrior who was originally suspended in the air actually fell violently towards the ground, as if there was a force of ten thousand jun pressing on the top of his head.

The black-robed warrior who fell in the air, the aura in his body surged out, and his hands kept dancing, but he couldn't stop the falling posture at all, and his face couldn't help but change greatly.

Yin Zhiwen, who knocked down the black-robed warrior, stood with a sword, but she didn't step forward, Xu Han's eyes behind him were cold, and the thunder dragon condensed in his hand roared out and blasted towards the fallen warrior.

The warrior who was already panicking and fell, looked at the thunder dragon that was sweeping in front of him, and just wanted to drive his war spirit to meet it, but when he looked up, he saw that the skull was wrapped in a large cloud of rain, and it couldn't be broken at all.

"That water is weird!" A thought flashed through his mind, and the aerial warrior was directly hit by Xu Han's thunder dragon and hit in the chaotic woods.

Rumble!

The huge roar, as well as the screams of the black-robed warriors, accompanied by the violent spiritual power overflowing in all directions, were shrouded in the thunder spiritual power within a thousand meters, and the terrifying spiritual power of the Dao Dao surged and tortured in it.

Call!

The prodigal son lying on the stone in the distance, looking at Xu Han's terrifying attack, immediately turned over, his eyes were full of shock, Xu Han's blow, he had seen it, but now the attack was actually the power of a martial artist in the God Transformation Realm.

Although he knew the strength of Xu Han's Xuan Realm, he couldn't speculate with common sense, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, the Tong Xuan Realm was the combat power of the Transformation God Realm.

Looking at the scene in front of her, a hint of joy crossed Yin Zhiwan's eyes, and she whispered, "Is he dead?"

The attack just now, she knew very well that the black-robed martial artist had no defense at all, and then was hit head-on by Xu Han's fierce blow, I am afraid that it was already more than lucky.

Xu Han looked at the spiritual power that was still being sadistic in the air, a touch of caution crossed his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth: "It shouldn't be so easy, just come forward and take a look." ”

"Xu Han! tsk 616161 with a big realm gap, you can exert such a powerful power. The prodigal son behind him stepped forward, his eyes scanned Xu Han from top to bottom, and he said depressedly.

When he met Xu Han again, he originally thought that Xu Han should not be as strong as himself, but the reality hit him again, and he wanted to learn from Xu Han, but now he still forget it.

"Haha 616161 you're not bad. Looking at the depressed look in the prodigal son's eyes, Xu Han laughed loudly and said loudly.

Yin Zhiwan next to her glanced at the two of them, chuckled lightly in her eyes, looked at the slowly fading spiritual power in front of her, and said, "Let's go and have a look?"

"Yes!"

Xu Han responded lightly in his mouth, and then took the lead in walking forward, and sure enough, a faint fluctuation came, and the three of them walked straight away, it was the black-robed martial artist who was hit by Xu Han.

The black robe on his body was already in tatters, and the warrior with a scorched black smell looked at Xu Han and the others, and shouted in a low voice: "Hmph! If you dare to kill me, the Seventh Prince will not let you go." ”

"It's hard to die when you're dying!" The prodigal son who stepped forward, looked at the warrior's expression, shouted in his mouth, and directly cut off the big knife in his hand, cutting off the warrior's head.