In the space of the ring, the colorful firelight gradually extinguished, revealing Zhou Fan, who was naked, at this moment, after passing Nirvana, all the injuries on his body had healed, not only that, but he even felt that his body had become more powerful after being burned by Nirvana's fire and recovered.

Looking at his body exuding a faint glow, the corners of Zhou Fan's mouth tilted slightly, and he was very satisfied with the Phoenix Nirvana Technique, which could not only heal injuries, but also temper the physical body with the fire of Nirvana, if it was often used in the future, and tempered his physical body to the point that the fire of Nirvana could not be extinguished, how strong would it be. However, this thought only flashed in Zhou Fan's heart, and he was pressed down, after all, in order to refine the flesh, how could anyone burn himself to death with fire every day in order to refine the flesh, and every time the Phoenix Nirvana Technique was cast, the caster's origin was needed, and if the origin was consumed too much, that person would basically be wasted.

These thoughts were just a matter between Zhou Fan's thoughts, and immediately, he stretched out his palm and sucked it to the side, and a storage bag flew into his hand, which was thrown out by Zhou Fan at the last moment after he sensed the domineering of the fire of Nirvana just now, fortunately he threw it out, otherwise he was afraid that the treasures he had worked so hard to collect would be burned to ashes.

Zhou Fan quickly took out a set of clothes and put them behind him, put the storage bag away, and turned his gaze to the red sky in the distance.

"Now it's time to start over!" Zhou Fan said with a twinkle in his eyes.

But just as his words fell, the white-haired middle-aged voice sounded in the void.

"There's no need to compare, a hundred moves have already passed! You've passed! ”

Hearing this, Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the red sky standing quietly in the distance, no wonder after his Nirvana appeared, the other party did not attack at the first time, most likely the white-haired middle-aged man gave the order. Immediately, under his gaze, Chikong stepped out of the ring, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

"Alas!"

Zhou Fan sighed a little disappointed.

"Why, you still want to fight?" The white-haired middle-aged voice sounded.

"I think so." Zhou Fan whispered.

"There's going to be a chance." The white-haired middle-aged man smiled. There was an inexplicable taste in the tone.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows and said.

But the white-haired middle-aged man didn't talk much about this topic, but said in a businesslike tone: "The first level, you have passed the level, let's start the second level." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a pitch-black whirlpool appeared at Zhou Fan's feet, devouring him.

When Zhou Fan's eyes became bright, he had already come to another space.

There is a huge plain here, about thousands of zhang in circumference, there is nothing on the plain except Zhou Fan, and outside the edge of the plain, there is endless darkness.

"What is this level?" Zhou Fan asked.

As soon as he spoke, a thumping sound came from the darkness beyond the edge of the plain, and then a large group of tall and hideous-looking, white-haired apes came out of the darkness.

They looked like they had been professionally trained, in a neat formation and with the same footsteps, like an army phalanx.

But soon, Zhou Fan's eyes were attracted by the footprints left on the ground by those white-haired apes, and he saw that every footprint of those white-haired apes on the plain seemed to have been burned by flames, becoming charred black, and the palms of their feet were still glowing with a little red light.

"Zhu Yan!" Zhou Fan's eyes suddenly shrank, and he said in a deep voice.

"It seems that you have found it, yes, this level, your opponent is this hundred Zhu Yan, their strength is equivalent to the mixed yuan realm of human monks, you have an hour's time, under the siege of these hundred Zhu Yan, get the Ling Qi located in the center of the plain, no matter what means you use, as long as you get the Ling Qi to pass the level!" The white-haired middle-aged man said.

As soon as his words fell, a pillar of light appeared in the middle of the plain, and in the pillar of light, a red banner floated quietly in it.

Zhou Fan glanced at Lingqi, and then at the neat and uniform Zhu Yan team in front of the pillar of sight, for a while, there was an urge to scold his mother, this level is too perverted, Zhu Yan is belligerent, his strength is already stronger than that of human monks in the same realm, even if it is one-on-one, it is not so easy for Zhou Fan to defeat a Zhu Yan of the Mixed Yuan Realm, not to mention that it is still a hundred now, this is still a fart!

But fortunately, the white-haired middle-aged man didn't let him defeat the hundred Zhu Yan before letting him pass, but just got the Lingqi, otherwise, Zhou Fan was afraid that he didn't wait for the white-haired middle-aged man to finish speaking, so he turned around and left.

"Let's go!"

As the white-haired middle-aged man's words fell, Zhou Fan instantly cheered up, and at the same time, the hundred Zhu Yan in front of the pillar of light in the distance roared angrily and quickly dispersed, fifty Zhu Yan formed a circle, guarding the pillar of light, and the remaining fifty Zhu Yan attacked Zhou Fan.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan's face was solemn, and the eternal golden body was urged to the extreme, turning into a red gold "god", and took the initiative to greet him.

I don't know if it's the reason for the Nirvana technique, Zhou Fan found that today's eternal golden body is a little different from the past, it seems to be more in line with himself, and he has a taste of innate physique, but this feeling is still very weak.

Immediately, Zhou Fan didn't have time to think about it, so that Zhu Yan's "army" encountered, only to see the first Zhu Yan, let out an angry roar, raised a fan-like big hand at Zhou Fan, Zhu Yan's power was terrifying, after the palm moved, the air roared, and a strong wind came to the face.

"Bang!"

A red gold fist seal blocked the big hand, and he was extremely surprised when he first came into contact with Zhou Fan's heart, because he found that this Zhu Yan was only a little weaker than him in terms of strength, and immediately, before he could repel the Zhu Yan in front of him, two more Zhu Yan appeared on his left and right, and two big hands full of terrifying power slapped it, if this was hit, Zhou Fan might not be slapped into a meatloaf with his eternal golden body, but it would definitely not be comfortable.

Therefore, at the moment before the two big hands of Zhu Yan were about to slap him, Zhou Fan used extreme speed to dodge the past, but there were too many Zhu Yan who came to besiege him, and he had just gotten out of danger and was forced into a desperate situation.

I saw that Zhou Fan, whose figure appeared in mid-air, had more than a dozen pillars of fire shot out in vain from all directions, the pillars of fire were red, extremely hot, and burned through the void, and these pillars of fire were all spewed out of Zhu Yan's mouth.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan had to dodge again, and just like that, the battle started for a few minutes, and Zhou Fan spent all his time dodging Zhu Yan's attack, and he didn't have time to fight back.

"No, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that before I get close to Lingqi, I will have to be exhausted by these Zhu Yan. A counterattack must be made. ”

Zhou Fan thought while dodging the attack in a thrilling way.

Immediately, after dodging the fierce punches of the four Zhu Yan again, Zhou Fan found the right time, performed the Phoenix Speed, and instantly appeared on the top of the head of a Zhu Yan, these few minutes of fighting, this group of Zhu Yan seemed to have been used to Zhou Fan dodging around under their attacks, and did not think that he would suddenly counterattack, so after Zhou Fan appeared above his head, the Zhu Yan was obviously stunned, and Zhou Fan also seized this opportunity, and the sword finger struck out, and a glass sword light that exuded an astonishing sharp aura appeared, directly piercing the head of this Zhu Yan, after that, Zhou Fan's sword finger stirred in the air, and the sword qi exploded in Zhu Yan's body, and with a bang, this Zhu Yan's head exploded directly like a watermelon, and the headless body fell from the sky.

"Roar!"

This scene deeply stimulated the other Zhu Yan, and they became violent, and even the fifty Zhu Yan guarding the pillar of light, twenty of them, directly gave up their protection and rushed towards Zhou Fan's side.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan's eyes suddenly brightened, and the corners of his mouth lifted an inexplicable smile.

The next moment, he directly flipped his palm, Ling Xiao Sword appeared in his hand, and the white-haired middle-aged man said, as long as he gets the Ling Qi, no matter what means he uses, and this is not a one-on-one battle, there is nothing fair at all, so he has a magic weapon and does not use it, isn't that a fool?

From the time Zhou Fan killed a Zhu Yan to the time he took out the Ling Xiao Sword, it was just a matter of an instant, and in an instant, he held the long sword and rushed towards the other Zhu Yan.

With the blessing of the Lingxiao Sword, the power of Zhou Fan's Taibai Sword Sutra was simply increased several times, and with his own extreme speed, Zhou Fan's body simply turned into a ghost, one would appear behind a certain Zhu Yan, and one would appear in the sky, for a while, the sword qi on the plain was horizontal, the beast roared constantly, and many Zhu Yan were injured in Zhou Fan's hands. There were even a few unlucky Zhu Yan, who were killed by Zhou Fan when the other Zhu Yan were not in a hurry to rescue.

"Roar!"

Just when Zhou Fan was happy with his operation, one of them let out a different roar!

And the next operation of Zhu Yan made Zhou Fan's head a little bigger.

I saw that after hearing that different roar, red light began to emerge from all Zhu Yan's bodies, and when the red light dissipated, what appeared in Zhou Fan's eyes was a group of Zhu Yan who had turned into three heads and six arms.

"Three heads and six arms, Zhu Yan's natural powers!"

Zhou Fan's face at this moment was like a black-faced god, extremely black. This kind of supernatural power is not just as simple as growing a few more arms and a few heads, but it can increase the strength of the caster several times. For example, if you fight against a monk of the same realm, and he casts three heads and six arms, one head and two arms in a group, and each casts a magic spell, it is equivalent to you fighting alone with three people of the same realm.

"They're hanging, I'm going to appeal, it's a piece of!" Yelled at the sky.

And in response to him, there were dozens of roars below.

"Roar!"

Immediately, the Zhu Yan, who had grown three heads and six arms, roared angrily and rushed towards Zhou Fan, who was black-faced in the sky.

Next, between the two sides, it was back to the beginning, Zhou Fan tried his best to dodge, and Zhu was tired of chasing and fighting.

"That's a lot of mentality!" While Zhou Fan dodged the attack, he thought helplessly.

Suddenly, after Zhou Fan dodged a large wave of attacks, Zhu Yan, who was standing at the outer mouth of the fire-breathing pillar to attack, jumped up violently and appeared behind him, and six huge fists slammed into him.

Zhou Fan's heart jumped, and a red gold light curtain appeared outside his body.

"Bang bang..."

Six fists fell heavily on the light curtain, and the huge force shook the light curtain and rippled, and in an instant, after Zhu Yan punched again, Zhou Fan smashed to the ground fiercely.