"You're right, you're just waiting for death. A voice suddenly echoed in this space, shaking the entire desert, as if this voice had come from ancient times, with a mysterious rhyme.

"Who is it?" a middle-aged monk shouted with a pale face and a look of horror in his eyes.

"Black Heaven Daoist, why are you sneaky?" The old man surnamed Wen looked at the sky, his pupils had shrunk into a slit, and the spiritual power of his whole body instantly operated to the extreme, and he said loudly.

"Hmph, why do I have to do this to you? In my dark life, there has not been a word hidden. Wu Fan's figure suddenly appeared in the distance Tianjiao, with his hands behind his back, and stepped down step by step in the air, as if walking on flat ground.

At this moment, in the eyes of all the monks in the desert, Wu Fan was like a king, slowly stepping into the lower realm above the nine heavens, a looming invincible momentum surrounded his body, and his black eyes exuded a sense of indifference that was proud of heaven and earth.

"Fellow Daoists, the only choice now is to fight" Wen said the old man with the surname of Wen said solemnly, and a strong murderous intent erupted in his eyes.

"Let me try. A black-robed monk snorted lightly, and on his body, the aura of the late Xuanwu stage actually burst out, yes, it was the late Xuanwu stage, and within a few years of entering the secret realm, he broke through a big level.

But on this person's body, this aura made Wu Fan feel a trace of abnormality, unlike the aura of ordinary monks, in there, there was a trace of weird aura, which was very evil.

In the next moment, the black-robed monk let out a breath that instantly retracted his whole body, and a left hand like skin and bones was instantly grabbed out, and suddenly, in front of the black robe, a red skull the size of dozens of zhang, and a little green flashed in the eyes of an ordinary person's head.

"Roar"

A roar that was not like a human scream, not like a beast's howl, reverberated and made everyone's hearts tremble and their spines cold.

Wu Fan's pupils shrank, and when he raised his hand, a knife slashed out in an instant, colliding with the skull, but it didn't cause much damage to the skull.

Then Wu Fan stepped out in one step, slashed with both hands, and suddenly, Wu Fan's body turned into a sword, reaching a hundred zhang, the light shone in ten directions, and the illusory sword blade emitted this cold light, as if it could cut this heaven and earth.

The black-robed monk snorted coldly, stepped out, and walked in the air, his left hand was changing rapidly, and a strange red magic seal quickly condensed out, fusing with the red skull in an instant.

Suddenly, the red skull regenerated and changed, and two curved sharp horns slowly grew on the top of the bare head. In the next moment, the red skull roared, reversed its head, and two curved sharp horns aimed at Wu Fan's sword, and rushed towards Wu Fan.

In the blink of an eye, two powerful attacks collided together, making a loud noise, constantly reverberating, and in the midst of the roar, Wu Fan's figure took a step back, his hands trembled slightly, this was the first time he had gained the upper hand in battle since he was promoted to the Xuanwu Realm.

"You are not the power of the five elements of the monk, but a power that has never been seen before. Wu Fan said slowly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a terrifying momentum was rising.

"Yes, I am not cultivating the Five Elements Dao, but the Soul Dao, a way that will make you die. The black-robed monk let out a deep sigh, and his right hand slowly stretched out.

What is frightening is that this person's right hand is blurred with flesh and blood, and there are dots of white bones, but it is not red, but black.

"Soul Dao?" Wu Fan thought about it, but he never had the slightest memory of it, and he was very surprised by this soul path.

"Blood Soul Skull, I'll kill it" The black-robed monk shouted, his right hand was pushed out with a palm, and black mist kept coming out on his right hand, which was swallowed by the red skull, making the skull half red and half black, which was very evil. However, the momentum it spreads out is several times stronger than before, causing the entire illusory desert to continue to collapse and turn into nothingness.

"Reincarnation Battle Fist" Wu Fan's fighting spirit was pervasive, and he had already raised the strength of his body to the extreme, colliding with the black and red skull dozens of times in an instant, hitting the skull full of cracks, and one of its curved corners had been broken, emitting a trace of black gas.

Then Wu Fan's figure flashed back, and the Nine Shadows slashed out in an instant, slashing the skull in half, and Yu Wei even cut a long ravine into the desert on the ground.

The black-robed monk spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and his figure exploded, and then a black shadow emerged, emitting a piercing scream.

"Heitian, you cut off my blood soul skull and break my body, hehe, but your body is mine next, perfect*, you should be able to withstand the corrosion of my soul power. "The black shadows came out with divine thoughts, and it was impossible to distinguish between joy and anger.

Wu Fan's eyes flashed, he sneered, stepped out, and his fist slammed out, violently piercing the black shadow.

"Hahaha, Heitian, your combat power, in the same level, there are really few people who can fight with you, but your soul can't reach the level of your combat power. A cold scream came out of the black shadow, and then the black shadow slammed into Wu Fan's eyebrows, and disappeared instantly.

The next moment, in Wu Fan's sea of knowledge, the black shadow manifested out, laughing wildly, like a magic shadow, shuttling in Wu Fan's sea of knowledge.

But at the moment when the black shadows shuttled, a red sun rose in the sea of Wu Fanzhi.

"Hehe, I was worried that I couldn't find your soul, but now you yourself came out first, it's really self-defeating. This...... This is impossible, your soul can't be so strong, don't ......" The black shadow watched Wu Fan's red soul slowly appear, a pair of golden pupils made him frightened, and when Wu Fan's red soul soul soul power emitted, the black shadow was completely frightened.

"I forgot to tell you that my soul power is much stronger than mine. The crimson light villain grinned, and instantly swelled to a hundred feet, and a giant hand like a world-destroying disk slowly pressed down towards the black shadow.

The black shadow skyrocketed in an instant, but it still couldn't escape the giant hand that couldn't escape, and the red giant hand was like a cage, sealing the black shadow in the palm of the hand.

"No...... Friends of the Black Heavens, please bypass me, I am willing to serve you as the Lord and serve you for the rest of my life. Black Shadow immediately begged for mercy.

But Wu Fan was indifferent, without the slightest mercy, with a palm of his hand, he forcibly crushed the black shadow and twisted it, and in the blink of an eye, the black shadow exploded under Wu Fan's red giant hand, turning into pieces of black soul fragments.

Wu Fan was a little jealous of this mysterious soul path, and he didn't dare to let his soul devour, so he gave it to the Heavenly Soul Lotus.

The Heavenly Soul Lotus was released by Wu Fan from the corner of Zhihai.

Suddenly, the three-color light of the Heavenly Soul Lotus burst out, swept violently, and instantly absorbed those black soul fragments, leaving not the slightest trace left.

Outside, the cultivators saw the black shadow burrowing into Wu Fan's eyebrows, and then Wu Fan's expression was a little wooden, but on Wu Fan's body, there was a vast soul power bursting out, making their souls tremble slightly, which was the core fear in the soul origin, the fear of the strong.

"Who is this soul power, it is so powerful, it is comparable to the soul of the Heavenly Martial Realm, fortunately, this soul has not gone further, otherwise you can use your soul to attack, killing people and invisibly, it is too terrifying. The old man's expression changed greatly, full of fear.

Wu Fan's dull pupils slowly recovered, his essence flashed, his spirit was radiant, he looked at the cultivators in front of him, sneered, stepped out, and the reincarnation battle fist was swung out in an instant, stirring the entire desert world, sand and dust covered the sky, covering all the light, making Wu Fan's fist the only bright spot