Master fighting method, there is no room for the slightest mistake!

Tang Fan just took advantage of Old Mos's concentration on dealing with the ghost cultivation clone, and secretly activated the Humane Soul Split, and tried to use the Divine Soul Attack Method of Independent Consciousness for the first time.

Old Mos's cultivation is stronger than Tang Fan's, and his spiritual power is also stronger than Tang Fan's.

But Tang Fan chose the right time, taking advantage of the other party's unpreparedness, his divine consciousness exploded instantly, so that his divine consciousness was suppressed, and a moment of blankness appeared, causing the physical body to reveal flaws.

It was in this gap of less than a breath that Tang Fan captured the killing opportunity.

The Eagle Wing Axe burst out with its strongest attack power, completely blocking Old Meth.

"Ahh

After Old Mos came to his senses, he had nowhere to retreat, so he could only burst out with all his cultivation to form a layer of defense outside his physical body.

However, the eagle wing axe was too strong, and before the blade could actually slash into Old Mes's body, the murderous aura had already shattered the void.

Old Meth's defenses are split, his clothes are shattered, and the portal is wide open!

"Poof......

A blood mark appeared on Old Moss's chest, and this blood mark grew longer and longer, and finally exploded!

After his body split in two, it exploded again, turning into two clouds of blood mist.

"Tang Fan!"

A red light flew into the air, and Old Mos escaped with only the original god left.

"It's a pity!"

Tang Fan felt sorry for a while, he originally wanted to take away the other party's Yuan Shen directly.

It's a pity that Old Mos is the vice president of the Illuminati after all, and he is still one step faster than Tang Fan.

However, this can be regarded as a success for Tang Fan, because his deity has not really started yet.

"A bunch of rubbish, how can he not even break his defenses......"

Old Moes turned his head to look at his accomplices to see how the battle was going over there, but he froze.

I saw that his people had been divided into two factions, and they were fighting fiercely together.

And Tang Fan, under the protection of his bloody body, was still manipulating the Thunder Attack Formation, causing the black clouds in the sky to become thinner and thinner.

The aura in the formation was unstable, and there was already shaking, and the weak corner before could collapse at any time.

"You're crazy! Stop me! ”

Old Moss shouted angrily, but those people were stunned and didn't react, just fighting desperately.

"You ......"

As soon as Old Moes was about to rush over, he saw a black light flying in front of him, and the eagle-winged axe took advantage of his distraction and cut it down again, so frightened that he turned around and fled.

But what was waiting for him was a big black hand, and the ghost cultivation clone had already been hidden behind him, holding his Yuan Shen in the palm of his hand!

Old Mos was careless for a while, and as a result, he fell into a net.

"Are you running away again?"

Tang Fan finally controlled the primordial spirit of Old Mos with the cooperation of the eagle wing axe.

Old Mos struggled desperately, but Tang Fan imposed layers of prohibitions on him through the ghost cultivation secret method, making him unable to get rid of it.

In desperation, Old Mos let out an unwilling roar: "Intoxicated monk, you win, I admit defeat!" If you don't come out again, your people will be killed by him! ”

Tang Fan turned his head to look at the room, is another strong man finally about to appear?

"Haha, Old Mos, you have to admit defeat earlier, maybe the poor monk can save your life!"

A red light flew out of the room and landed steadily opposite Tang Fan.

This person was wearing a red monk's robe, and his scalp was shaved and shiny, and he turned out to be a fat monk.

"Old monk, ...... for me Kill him! ”

Old Moes finally let out an angry roar, and then he lost his voice, completely erased by Tang Fan.

This intoxicated monk is not a subordinate of Old Mos in the Illuminati, but a strong man supported by the Spirit Temple in the mortal world.

Although this mission was commanded by Old Moss, the intoxicated monk was unwilling to listen to his orders.

Old Mos made a bet with him in a fit of rage, claiming that he could kill Tang Fan without relying on him, but he had to admit defeat......

Tang Fan put away the old Mos's primordial spirit, looked up at the great monk opposite, and said speechlessly: "Shouldn't the monks be merciful and have good thoughts, but you not only worked hard for the Spirit Temple, but also came to fight and kill?" ”

"My compassionate skin is just right to disguise the evil in my heart. Besides, the evil you speak of is the greatest good for me! Boy, let me surpass you, Amitabha, good, good......"

The intoxicated monk clasped his hands together and actually recited the scriptures.

"I don't allow you to insult Amitabha!"

Tang Fan waved his hand and raised the eagle wing axe, and he was about to chop it down.

"Boy, how about we make a deal?"

"What deal?"

"I heard that there are many beautiful women around you, you give it to the poor monk for a few days, and I let you go, how about it?"

"Kill you, and I'll clean up the door for the Buddha!"

Tang Fan's woman, but his reverse scales.

He has been blaming himself for Mo Xin and Hua Rufeng in the past few days, but this great monk still doesn't open any pot and which pot is really looking for death!

"Bang!"

The eagle wing axe was cut down in the air, and the intoxicated monk looked at the sharp black mang, put his hands together and moved forward, and a golden-bodied Arhat with the same body as him appeared in front of him, like a true Buddha manifestation.

"Bell!"

The eagle-winged axe slashed at the top of the Arhat's head, and the golden-bodied Arhat immediately collapsed, but the intoxicated monk was unscathed.

Tang Fan's heart trembled, this person's cultivation was much stronger than Old Mos......

"It's my turn......"

The intoxicated monk grinned and slapped three times at the void.

"Look at it, this is the poor monk's self-created spell, such as the three seals!"

"Bang ......"

The void trembled, the air seemed to be crushed, and a Buddha's light erupted from it, and a huge Buddha's handprint appeared.

One, two, three......

The three Buddha mudras continue to evolve into six, twelve......

Overlapping, with supreme meaning, towards Tang Fan.

Tang Fan's handprints are all made of Buddha's mudras on all sides, and each one exudes the power of purifying sentient beings.

Tang Fan looked up at these dense handprints, and suddenly felt that this was not a handprint, but a statue of the Buddha.

"Come, come, my Buddha will take you to liberation and fly to the ...... Bliss"

They seemed to be beckoning to Tang Fan, and they made a beautiful sound.

Tang Fan felt numb in his head, and at this moment he was pessimistic, and he thought of a lot of injustices in his mind, and life became meaningless.

He wanted to follow these mudras and leave, to say goodbye to the mortal world, to be free, and to go to the Elysium.

He looked around blankly, his gaze glazed over, completely disoriented like the enemies controlled by his Yin Talisman......

"Old Mos, this idiot, if I had been allowed to make a move earlier, he would not have been destroyed!"

The intoxicated monk sighed lightly, and his oily face was full of pride.

In this battle, he felt that it was too easy to win.

Although Tang Fan is strong, he is not as evil as the legend......

However, Tang Fan's body, which was about to be slapped by the handprint, suddenly moved.

His eyes flashed with purple, and all the handprints and Buddha statues around him disappeared, and only one large handprint slapped on the top of his head!

"Get out of here!"

Tang Fan perked up, waved his arm, and threw the eagle wing axe in his hand.

"Bang!"

The Eagle Wing Axe hit the center of the handprint, and when it was bounced away, the huge handprint also cracked and gradually collapsed!

"It turned out to be a hallucination......"

Tang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, if it weren't for the Purple Pupil Divine Eye, the ghost cultivation clone would have been taken away by the other party.

"Huh?"

The intoxicated monk looked incredible, he didn't expect Tang Fan to not only wake up, but also quickly launch a counterattack.

"Boom!"

There was another muffled sound, and under the continuous attacks of the Thunder and Scattering Spirit Array, the formation was finally broken.

"A strong man like you, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Tang Fan's deity stood up, took a step forward, merged with the blood body, continued to walk forward in the air, and fused with the ghost cultivation clone, and finally landed in front of the intoxicated monk.

"Great monk, you are a good whetstone!"

As soon as Tang Fan's words fell, he raised his arm and blasted out the strongest punch he could make at this time.

The other party is strong, and he must go all out!

"Kill......"

At the same time, Tang Tianhai, Dongfang Brothers and others also broke into the formation to support Tang Fan!