"Kill him!"

Old Mos couldn't wait any longer, and rushed over quickly, he wanted to do it himself.

He couldn't understand that Tang Fan had just appeared in several directions almost at the same time, and killed their three powerhouses in an instant.

He couldn't understand even more, the aura on Tang Fan's body was obviously very weak, how could he still have the strength to kill?

This Gathering Spirit Killing Array, the stronger the opponent's cultivation, the stronger its suppressive power will be, but why can't it restrict Tang Fan's actions?

No matter what the reason, Old Mos can't wait any longer, let Tang Fan continue to play, and their fate will only be the same as that of a dead man.

However, as soon as his body flew into the air, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, and when he turned around, he saw an axe slashing towards his head.

"Eagle Wing Axe!"

Old Moss recognized the axe at a glance, it was the treasure he had given to his son.

The terrifying soul power and the killing intent of the eagle wing axe are fused together, and it captures people's souls, even if they look at it, the original god will have a sense of tearing.

"How could it be so strong......"

Old Moss's face turned pale with fright, he had used the Harpywing Axe before, but he had never used such a powerful force.

He didn't dare to be careless, his cultivation exploded, and he quickly flashed to the side, his body turned into an afterimage, and the speed exploded to the extreme!

"Whew!"

The blade sliced through the air, the void exploded, and the strength of the eagle-winged axe slashed down Old Messe's shoulder.

"Ahh

Old Moz let out a scream, and although his left arm was not slashed by the blade, a third of it was wiped off by the energy, and a layer of flesh exploded, turning into black smoke.

The wound was dripping with blood, and there was even more black gas, still corroding his body, and even penetrating into his body.

In the blink of an eye, the flesh on the top of the wound on his left arm had corroded into a layer of black water......

"Not good!"

Old Mos didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly raised his right hand to pinch the trick to his left shoulder, and secretly cultivated, with the help of his own aura, he finally resisted the continuation of corrosion, and temporarily saved his left arm.

The black light flashed in the eagle wing axe, and a figure flew out of it, which was Tang Fan's ghost cultivation clone.

"You ......"

Old Mos looked shocked, and subconsciously looked back at Tang Fan, who was still sitting there cross-legged, controlling the thunder, and the whole person was not good.

"With your cultivation, how can there be a clone!"

Old Mos was unwilling, not only was he confused, but the rest of the people were also stunned, and they didn't know who to kill for a while.

Only the ghost shadow in the formation, guided by the aura on Tang Fan's body, still attacked him frantically.

However, they couldn't get close to Tang Fan's body.

Because on the periphery of Tang Fan's body, there were two protective light shields formed by the immortal qi.

One was composed of the immortal shield given to him by Wan Chen, and the other belonged to the golden jade plate given to him by Dan Wuji.

With these two protections, no matter how those ghosts bite and pull, don't even think about attacking in a short time.

The situation was at a stalemate for a while.

But if it drags on any longer, it will still be bad for Tang Fan.

This formation was too strong, if he couldn't weaken the power of the formation, the large army of the Eastern Brothers would not be able to rush in to support, and even if they rushed in, it would only increase casualties.

"Boom me again!"

Tang Fan's palm thunder origin was released stronger, the sky was dim, and the thunder pool turned over the river and the sea, forming more thunder.

Thousands of thunderbolts roared down like golden dragons!

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The black clouds in the sky above the mountain villa dissipated faster, and at the same time, they merged into the Scattered Spirit Array, causing a corner of the formation to loosen and become weak.

"Tweet ......"

The ghost shadow in the formation lost the support of the aura and rotten qi, and it also weakened, and let out an unwilling cry.

"This formation, it's not something you can shake!"

Old Mos pinched the black token in his hand again, and the yin aura was filled, and the formation was supplemented.

But when he wanted to find Tang Fan's ghost cultivation clone again, he found that he had disappeared with the eagle wing axe.

"You kill his deity first, and I'll deal with his clone!"

In the roar of Old Mos, he closed his eyes and pinched the trick, looking for the breath of Tang Fan's clone through secret techniques.

The powerhouses around reacted, and they all unfolded their magical spells, and together they blasted towards the protective light shield on the periphery of Tang Fan's deity.

"Bang ......"

There was a crisp "click", and the first layer of protection outside Tang Fan's body was blasted open, and then cracks also appeared in the second layer.

Tang Fan opened his eyes and looked at the powerhouses attacking him around him, the blood outside his body was full of blood, his eyebrows flashed, and a bloody light flew out of it!

"Whew!"

The blood light was pervasive, and with the help of Tang Fan's dragon blood and the power of the blood mantle, he turned into a demonic blood body.

"Magic ......"

The bloody body spoke angrily and stood in front of the deity.

The blood behind the blood body was full of blood, and the nine-star blood soul array was unfolded, and a defense was formed on the periphery of Tang Fan's deity, which was used to block the attacks from behind.

Then, the palms of the blood body were put together, and the blood in the palms of the hands was boiling, and the blood meridian was running.

He opened his big blood-colored eyes, full of demonic intent, looked at the enemy in front of him, and raised his hand to slap into the void!

"Bang!"

A blood-colored palm print suddenly appeared above everyone's heads, and a vortex with the ability to devour bloodlines was released in the palm of the palm, and the blood-colored storm swept from it, slapping at everyone with a very domineering momentum.

"Ah......h

The enemies in front of them only felt that the blood in their bodies was boiling, and their spirits were unstable, and the blood in their bodies was surging uncontrollably to the top of their heads, and they were about to be devoured by the other party.

"What a weird demon, stop him!"

Everyone hurriedly gritted their teeth and held on, and they all launched life-saving measures, attacking the huge blood-colored palm print while protecting their own bloodlines.

In this way, Tang Fan's deity was temporarily safe, and he could control the thunder bombardment and scattering array again.

Moreover, Tang Fan's deity deliberately concealed most of his cultivation, making his aura weak, so that the suppression of him in this array was also reduced to a minimum, and there was nothing to be done about him.

The blood body cultivated the Demon Dao Technique, which had broken through to the Soul Formation Realm, and the strength of its strength was not understandable to the other party.

"Bang ......"

An enemy whose cultivation was slightly weaker couldn't resist his devouring after all, and his body exploded violently, turning into a blood mist, and was instantly taken into the palm of his hand by the blood-colored palm print.

"Ah......h

Everyone was frightened, so they had to be more careful, only caring about protecting themselves, and they didn't have the courage to attack the bloody body again.

Tang Fan's battle was strange everywhere, and no one thought that after his ghost cultivation clone, there would be a second clone.

Now is the time!

Although Tang Fan's deity was weak, he knew everything on the battlefield like a palm, and when he saw that the enemy in front of him was shocked by the bloody body, he secretly sacrificed Yin talismans, and countless Yin talismans invisible to the naked eye spread out and rushed towards their primordial spirits......

On the other hand, Old Mos was also tossed by the ghost cultivation clone.

The ghost cultivation clone is already good at stealth, and with the blessing of the eagle wing axe and the dead qi of the rotten spirit flower, it is even more elusive, except for the cold dead air, Old Mos has not yet captured his true figure.

"Where are you, get out of here!"

With the guidance of the occult technique, Old Mos slapped his palm towards the void on the left.

The void exploded, and the ghost cultivator flew out of it with an eagle wing axe in his hand, swept the axe, and went straight to Old Moss's waist.

"Damn, it's just a clone, are you really afraid of you!"

Old Moes raised his palm and slapped it on his head, spurting out a mouthful of black blood, pinching a little, turning into a cross sword weapon, and instantly flew out and collided with the eagle wing axe.

"Bell!"

The sound of gold and stone sounded, and the ghost cultivator was stunned, and the eagle wing axe was almost knocked away.

"You do have some skills, so it's fun to fight!"

The ghost cultivator clone looked at the strange cross sword in front of him, and the dead qi in his body was released wildly, pulling the eagle wing axe, and attacking Old Mos even more fiercely.

Under the dance of the eagle wing axe, a large net was formed above Old Moss's head, and his soul power was emanated, wanting to seal Old Mos inside.

"Get out of here!"

Old Mos pinched a little, and also released his soul power, knocking the net open.

But at this moment, his eyes were stunned, his expression was a little distorted, and he let out a miserable scream.

"Ah......h

Old Moss's primordial spirit was suddenly attacked, causing his cultivation to stagnate instantly.

The ghost cultivator saw the opportunity and slashed at his chest with an eagle wing axe in his hand!