Although Feng Buzheng came at full speed, he was still a step too late.

With the collapse of the distraction, his original deity lost part of his memory in an instant.

Although this part of his memory can be recovered slowly, the soul power and cultivation he lost will need to be made up for for a long time.

He's angry, he's never hated someone so much as he does now!

Tang Fan first killed his clone that was enough to take charge of himself, and now he destroyed his newly differentiated distraction, which was simply groundbreaking on Tai Sui's head!

With Tang Fan's cultivation, compared with him, one is in the sky and one is underground.

But such a little person, whom he had never taken to heart, had caused him so much damage!

In addition, because of Tang Fan's containment, as well as the existence of Xiao Lei and the Thunder God Sect, Ouyang Hong, the head of the sect, had the opportunity to make a move.

More than half of the people who participated in the mutiny at the scene have been lost, and the remaining ones are also somewhat wounded.

If he couldn't eliminate Ouyang Hong immediately, the situation would be really dangerous.

Tang Fan is all to blame for all this!

Now Tang Fan, there is not much left of cultivation, his face is pale, although he can still fight, but he can no longer use the wind and rain.

With his current state, I'm afraid he won't even be able to take a bad move.

But he still stood there, staring coldly at Feng Buzheng, not flinching at half a step.

Just when everyone thought that Feng Buzheng would make a move on Tang Fan, unexpectedly, he turned around and looked in the direction of Ouyang Hong, and raised his hand to point.

"All things...... Silence! ”

This kind of supernatural power has been seen by everyone before, but at this moment, it is displayed by the deity, and the power is several times stronger.

The sky was covered in black again, and a wide and long river of death appeared!

As soon as it appeared, the coercion generated was immediately stronger than Tang Fan's calling for wind and rain.

The smell of death emanated from all around, and everything was alive and withering rapidly.

Until, this valley seems to be on the verge of collapse.

Tang Fan witnessed the strength of the truly strong man, which made him deeply aware of his own shortcomings.

With a movement of his senses, the flying boat flew from a distance and appeared at his feet.

Feng Chunyan and Li Xian'er involuntarily came behind Tang Fan, although the battle at this level was no longer something they could participate in, they still wanted to show their attitude!

"Today, you will all die!"

Feng Buzheng roared angrily, and the river of death in the sky roared, and the unjust soul within it also roared.

"You're dreaming!"

Ouyang Hong flew up, waving his hands, and a rich blood aura was filled behind him, and he launched a counterattack against Feng Buzheng.

"Lost in the sea of blood!"

As soon as Ouyang Hong's voice came out, the disciples of the Blood Saint Sect who had not rebelled around sat down one after another, and they pinched the trick and gave Ouyang Hong their own blood qi without reservation.

Ouyang Hong, with the support of everyone, above his head, transformed into a sea of blood-colored clouds.

The sea of clouds rolled, and the turbulent waves within it, like fierce beasts, roared and blasted towards the river of death.

Boom Boom Boom ......

It was as if it was about to be destroyed.

"Ouyang Hong, your ability, after so many years, you haven't grown at all!"

Feng Buzheng sneered, his heart moved, the river of death was even more ferocious, and the strength of the unjust soul in it was obviously stronger than Ouyang Hong's spell.

"Tang Fan, help me, Shenhuo...... Soul Slayer! ”

Ouyang Hong yelled at Tang Fan.

Tang Fan immediately realized, he didn't hesitate, and urged the Nine Phoenix Divine Fire and the Golden Crow Divine Fire.

"Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jin, it's time for you to show your skills!"

Under normal circumstances, Tang Fan would not easily summon divine fire in the fighting method.

But the current situation is different, after Ouyang Hong reminded him, he knew that the divine fire could restrain the unjust souls in the River of Death, so he no longer kept it.

Laugh at!

The two divine fires, dragging a long tail flame, burst out in an instant, merging with the sea of blood and rushing towards the unjust souls in the river of death.

Those unjust souls felt the horror of the divine fire, let out a terrible scream, and were directly erased......

But Feng Buzheng not only did not worry, but also smiled.

He no longer paid attention to the battle between the River of Death and Ouyang Hong, but turned to look at Tang Fan again.

"Are you finally willing to summon the divine fire? Now, what hole cards do you have? ”

As soon as he heard this, Tang Fan's heart chuckled, and he immediately understood something.

It turned out that what Feng Buzheng did before was not to kill Ouyang Hong......

He just wanted to drag Ouyang Hong and the others and force Tang Fan to summon the divine fire and make him lose his hole cards.

"It turns out that you are afraid of divine fire!"

Tang Fan's eyes shrank, and he sneered: "You are not unsealed, who are you?" The so-called people in the spirit world? ”

"You know too much......"

A cold glint flashed in Feng Buzheng's eyes, and he waved his hand and slapped it at Tang Fan.

A black handprint appeared in the void, and as soon as it appeared, it blocked Tang Fan's surroundings, and even Li Xian'er and Feng Chunyan were not spared.

"Tang Fan, it's time for it to end, you've delayed me too much!"

Tang Fan raised his head, looked at the gloomy palm print, and said with disdain: "Do you think I really don't have any hole cards?" ”

"Huh?"

Feng Buzheng saw something unusual in Tang Fan's eyes, and couldn't help but get nervous.

"Split soul, let me see your strongest combat power!"

Tang Fan's eyebrows flashed, and the split soul flew out with an eagle wing axe in his hand.

Subsequently, the split soul turned into a wisp of ghostly light and burrowed into the eagle wing axe, becoming a machine spirit.

The eagle-winged axe trembled, slashing down at the black handprint!

Bang!

"How can you have ......"

Feng Buzheng stared blankly at the eagle wing axe, incredulous......

Rumble......

Click!

The black handprint cracked and was split in two.

The coercion disappeared, and Tang Fan withstood the other party's fatal blow again.

However, he sat on the flying boat, his cultivation had been completely exhausted, and he could no longer control the soul split.

"Tang Fan!"

Feng Chunyan and Li Xian'er anxiously held him steady, lest he fall off the flying boat.

The Split Soul flew out of the eagle-winged axe, holding the eagle-winged axe in one hand, and his expression gradually hesitated.

"It's broken!"

Tang Fan raised his head, looked at the appearance of the split soul, and scolded in his heart.

It turned out that due to the withering of his cultivation, the Bai Yu Divine Consciousness retained by the Split Soul was trying to get rid of his control.

"I didn't expect you to even cultivate ghost cultivation alone, this is really an unexpected discovery!"

Feng Buzheng looked at the Split Soul and the Eagle Wing Axe, and his eyes gradually became greedy.

"It's a pity, it seems that your mastery of this soul is not completely ......"

Tang Fan was about to swallow the pill to replenish his cultivation and strengthen his control over the split soul when a whistling sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

Several Changhongs flew in the distance, and finally stopped in the center of the battlefield.

The six ancestors of the Blood Holy Sect are all in place.

Behind them, there was the Blood Shadow Guard who was speeding after them.

The two Ancestors and the Blood Shadow Guard who didn't choose to rebel still couldn't stop the three Ancestors after all.

"It's time for it to end!"

Feng Buzheng's hanging heart finally let go, and the current situation, no matter how you look at it, he is sure to win!

At this time, Bai Yu's appearance had already appeared on Tang Fan's face, his gaze became cruel, and he slashed towards Tang Fan with an eagle wing axe in his hand!

"You're still thinking too simply!"

"You've neglected a person! Other than that...... I don't know enough about me! ”

Tang Fan watched the eagle wing axe slash down, and there was no fear on his face.

Tang Fan looked confident, probed the few remaining divine senses into Long Jing, and called: "Senior, come out quickly and show your hand, let them see how powerful your purple pupil immortal doctor is!" ”

Long Jing was quiet inside, except for those Yuan Infant Souls that were put in by Tang Fan before, there was no shadow of the machine spirit.

Tang Fan's heart was cold, and he was a little scared.

He had no choice but to continue to call: "Senior, hurry up...... 100,000 are in a hurry, there is a strong enemy! ”

"Senpai?"

"Former ......"

"Stop yelling, I'm not going to make a move!"

Tang Fan finally had an echo in his mind, but this answer made him almost collapse.

"Senior, we can't play like this, you just need to help me temporarily control the split soul, and then ......"

"I'm not interested!"

"Senior, you...... You bastard, I'm going to die!"

"You scold me, I can't care about you anymore!"

"Uh......"

Tang Fan was about to cry, and his face was no longer calm.

He had already felt the chill of the eagle-winged axe, and was about to cut his soul apart......