In the next moment, more than a dozen Xuanwu Realm cultivators shot at Wu Fan at the same time, each of them bursting out with a strength that they had never had, it was a kind of potential stimulation, surpassing their previous strength.

Although the eyes of a middle-aged monk were full of horror, his expression was hideous, and a strange golden stone in his right hand slammed into Wu Fan, like a giant peak, and a powerful aura rushed straight to Wu Fan.

The old man surnamed Wen also made a quick move, and took out a square white cloth in the storage bag, with a little yellowish spots on the white cloth, and a corrosive smell volatilized on it.

In the next moment, the white cloth was like a waterfall, and it suddenly rolled towards Wu Fan, and the pale yellow spots on the white cloth suddenly changed, dyeing the entire white cloth into a pale yellow, and the powerful corrosive aura was earth-shattering.

Wu Fan blasted the middle-aged monk's golden stone with one punch, and the powerful force blasted into the middle-aged monk's body again, instantly shattering his internal organs, piercing through the dantian, and killing him in the blink of an eye.

But when Wu Fan looked at the yellow cloth that swept him, his face changed abruptly, and he turned his body to avoid the wrapping of this yellow cloth, standing with his fingers together, evolving his sword, and dividing an enemy behind him into two halves. Then he turned to look at the old man surnamed Wen, his eyes stared, his expression was suspicious, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"This must be the shroud of a strong man. ？”

"Hmph, Heitian, count your acquaintance, this is a white cloth woven from the best heavenly silk after the fall of the strong man in the fairyland, and then the body of the strong man in the fairyland is wrapped and buried in the land of extreme yin, after seven seven and forty-nine days, it will be taken out immediately, it can be dyed with the corpse of the strong man in the fairyland, corroding all things, not to mention your cultivation in the Xuanwu Realm, it is the Yang Raiding Realm, wrapped in this corpse cloth, it will also be corroded into yellow water. The old man surnamed Wen said with a complacent expression, and immediately manipulated the corpse cloth to sweep towards Wu Fan.

Wu Fan shrank into inches, stepped back in an instant, appeared in front of an enemy, grabbed it with one claw, sealed the enemy's cultivation in an instant, and then threw it at the corpse cloth.

In the next breath, the corpse cloth wrapped the monk that Wu Fan threw out, and suddenly, an inhuman scream came out from the corpse cloth, which continued to echo in everyone's ears, making people feel chills down their spines.

After ten breaths, the corpse spread out, and a stream of yellow water flowed out of it, dripping on the ground, and puffs of green smoke came out.

Wu Fan's face turned a little pale in an instant, and he was particularly afraid of the corpse cloth, but fortunately, the old man could not completely control the corpse cloth, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, although he himself did not dare to confront the corpse cloth head-on, he was not afraid of the Nine-Headed Demon Brake, the Nine-Headed Demon Brake was a strange life, with Wu Fan's current understanding, I am afraid that the power of the fairyland realm would not be able to kill the Nine-Headed Demon Brake, at most it would be sealed.

And now Wu Fan has been able to kill the most enemies in the shortest time, and these besieged formations will be broken by the enemy in a moment at most.

So, Wu Fan took out the Huangquan diagram, unlocked the seal, and released the nine-headed demon brake again.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying nine-headed demon brake let out a roar and rushed towards the old man surnamed Wen, and Wu Fan also exerted his peak strength to the extreme, slashing other enemies with all his might.

The old man surnamed Wen constricted his pupils at the moment when the nine-headed demon brake appeared, and manipulated the corpse cloth to wrap the nine-headed demon brake, but the moment the nine-headed demon brake turned into a trace of evil qi, leaked out directly from the corpse cloth, quickly condensed outside, and rushed towards the old man surnamed Wen again.

"What kind of monster is this? You can't even be afraid of the corpse qi of the fairyland's powerhouse. The old man surnamed Wen was full of horror, and unconsciously took a few steps back. For the first time, he realized that the corpse cloth he was so proud of was still a creature that could no longer protect him.

This corpse cloth was originally obtained by him in a ruin, and he had once sneaked up on a seriously injured monk in the Sun Raiding Realm, and he would be easily killed, in his opinion, except for the strong people in the fairy realm, there were no creatures below the fairy realm that could threaten his life.

But at this moment, his complacency was shattered in an instant, and the strangeness of the nine-headed demon brake made him helpless and even more frightened. He knew that his strength was just a strong Xuanwu Realm early stage cultivator, if he didn't have the corpse cloth, he might have died a long time ago, and he wouldn't even be able to take Wu Fan head-on.

But the power that erupted from the nine-headed demon brake at this moment was even stronger than the power he felt in Wu Fan, how could he take it.

Suddenly, the old man surnamed Wen didn't even want the corpse cloth, and ran away directly at his fastest speed, but how could his speed be compared with the speed of the nine-headed demon brake, it was comparable to the speed at which Wu Fan shrank into inches, and almost in a few breaths, he caught up with the old man surnamed Wen, and the snake head swallowed the old man in one bite, and continued to refine.

And Wu Fan's side, after automatically using his strongest combat power, also killed all the remaining enemies within a hundred breaths.

Wu Fan collected the terrifying corpse cloth and was about to step into the next formation, but his expression suddenly changed greatly, and he was furious, directly detonating all the formations in an instant. And at this moment, his figure stepped out of the scope of the explosion and appeared on the black stone tablet, his face was gloomy and extreme.

Looking at the purple figure heading to Baizhang away, a vicious aura surrounded him, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said slowly and calmly.

"Wind Breaker"

These two words are like the impact of Xuantie King Kong, Zheng Zheng is powerful, accompanied by the rhythm of these two words, an earth-shattering roar, within a hundred zhang in front of Wu Fan, a huge mushroom cloud rises into the sky, sand and gravel splash, flesh and blood flying, and screams continue.

Of course, there were also dozens of figures flying out sideways, all spurting blood, retreating, and stopping a hundred feet away.

These monks who were able to survive were all the strongest of the nearly 100 Xuanwu Realm cultivators before, and the weak ones were all killed in the formation explosion.

Even so, there were still nearly forty Xuanwu Realm cultivators who survived, and hurriedly took out the elixir spirit liquid to recover from their injuries.

Among these dozens of monks, a purple figure stood proudly in front of him, this person was slender, handsome and extraordinary, dressed in purple, purple robes, purple hair, and even the eyes were purple pupils, which made people shocking, with a demon, especially attractive to the opposite sex.

Before, it was this person who shot outside, and instantly broke more than a dozen formations arranged by Wu Fan, so that Wu Fan sensed it, his expression changed suddenly, and he immediately decided to detonate all the formations.

These hundreds of formations, although they do not contain attacks, the materials that can be arranged are all excellent materials, Wu Fan detonated them, which is equivalent to incinerating and destroying all the excellent materials in an instant, and the power that erupted, even if it did not reach the Tianwu Realm, could already destroy most of the Xuanwu Realm.

If it weren't for Feng Jue's interference, just with his formations, he would be able to separate the enemies, and with his strength, he could kill most of the enemies almost before the formation was shattered.

But the arrival of Feng Jue disrupted all of Wu Fan's plans, forcing him to detonate all the activated formations, the effect was much smaller than he expected, just killing half of the enemy, and it was still weak, and all the powerful ones were left behind and gathered together.

This made Wu Fan particularly distressed, these materials were all robbed by him for several years, and now, all his pills have been consumed, and there are quite a few spirit stones, more than one million, but since he finished arranging these hundreds of powerful formations, the spirit stones have spent nearly 500,000, and all the formation materials have been used up.

Now, except for the spirit stones, his storage bag is empty, and this is the price to be paid for borrowing the power of the formation, which is not something that ordinary people can bear.

If the transformation of these hundreds of formations into spirit stones, it would almost cost more than two million spirit stones, and on Longyun Star, except for a few top-level forces, no force on that side could bear such a huge price in an instant.

It can be said that the money Wu Fan spent this time is already equivalent to the income of the third-class forces of Long Yunxing for a hundred years.

Therefore, the monks who cultivate the formation path are too rare, and even if they do, the ones who have achieved something are too rare, and they don't have enough capital, and it is almost impossible to become a powerful formation mage.

Wu Fan's whole body was surrounded by evil qi, and the aura he exuded was extremely terrifying, so that the stone tablet under his feet could not bear the momentum on his body, and suddenly shattered into several large pieces. But his expression was too calm, as if there was nothing in front of him, which made people feel frightened.

But at this moment, the cultivators did not have the slightest fear, they were all angry, and they hated Wu Fan to the extreme, and many of their companions were buried in front of them, and their bones were split, it can be said that there is no place to be buried, which is very miserable.

The only one with a calm expression was the purple-robed young man - the wind was peerless, comparable to Mo Yunke's peerless Tianjiao.

"Today, no one can step through this entrance unless I lie down in the dark. Wu Fan shouted loudly, and the figure stepped out violently, and the nine-headed demon brake skyrocketed to a hundred zhang, sealing the entrance of the underworld, and the evil qi enveloped the entire world, making the sky as red as blood, like the light of the remnant sun, leaving its last trace of brilliance.

Suddenly, within a radius of 10,000 miles in this inheritance place, all the evil souls roared in the sky, as if they were worshipping their king, and in the next moment, all the evil souls flew towards the entrance of Wu Fan's guarded underworld, making the monks who saw it all the way suspicious.

Before, as long as those evil spirits saw them, they would attack like crazy, but today, even if they made their own moves, those evil spirits did not fight back, but gathered desperately in one direction.

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