"Thirty dragon power!"

Chen Fanmeng's eyes opened, and the sound of the dragon's chant was even stronger!

"Time, isn't it long?" Chen Fan glanced at the high platform, feeling that the strength of the giant ghost would fall at any time, and muttered.

"Almost, let's get ready, I guess it's going to be these two days. Fan boy, the three of us have recovered well, if it goes well, you only need to insist on five breaths, but you must be prepared to insist on ten breaths!" Xuan Li opened his eyes, the green light in his eyes lit up, and the sound of a dragon groaning sounded in his ears, as if a thousand dragons were chanting together!

"In addition to the demonic energy, there is also a little demonic energy here, it's been a year, and it's finally allowed us to recover some more!" Yueyang spread his wings, and a fiery intent suddenly erupted, like a fire in the sky, overwhelming!

"That giant ghost must be extraordinary, don't underestimate the enemy too much!" Dao Ji opened his eyes, and there was a fierce aura all over his body, far better than the anger on Chen Fan's body!

Hearing this, Chen Fan nodded silently, looked at the giant ghost whose breath was constantly weakening, and then looked at the black coffin on the high platform.

"Ten breaths!"

Chen Fan clenched his hands, gritted his teeth and spoke, silently pranayama, and always kept himself at the peak moment, waiting for the moment when the giant ghost's strength fell.

In the outside world, a year is almost over, but only two main bodies have been killed, and there are still five left!

Especially when they found that Yunmeng Ancestor had laid many traps, they had suffered heavy losses many times, and they became even more crazy.

In the hall, the aura of the giant ghost suddenly fell into the god, and only the strength of the Yuanying Great Perfection!

In silence, Chen Fan raised his head violently, and a bright red sword qi suddenly flew out, pointing directly at the black coffin!

"Fight!" Xuan Li roared, his body turned into more than ten zhang in size, and his body burst out with the initial strength of the Yuan Infant, and rushed towards the giant ghost!

Dao Ji, the two demon immortals of Yueyang have also turned into more than ten zhang in size, and their cultivation is also in the early stage of the Yuan Infant!

Like two meteors, they fought towards the giant ghosts! Such a battle forced the giant ghosts to stop warming the black coffin and fight with the three demon immortals!

And the black coffin, after trembling slightly, was directly hit by a blood-red sword qi, revealing a terrifying sword mark!

It was precisely because of this sword that the life that was supposed to break through couldn't help but stop!

Then the black coffin was directly shattered, and an old man half a person tall walked out, first glanced at the hall, and found that there was only Chen Fan, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Foundation strength?"

Yunmeng Ancestor didn't know why, so he looked up at the giant ghost again, and found that there was no god cultivator, but three great demons fighting with him.

"You ...... It's not the cultivation of this realm!" There was a roar in Yunmeng Ancestor's mind, this was one of his main bodies that he had hidden deeply, but he was bumped into by these cultivation in the outside world, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

"Celestial Dragon's Eye!"

Chen Fan didn't bother to say much to him, and directly used the Heavenly Dragon Eye to look at him, and the thirty dragon power suddenly burst out, pointing directly at Yunmeng Ancestor's mind, making his mind suddenly blank!

And in the sky, under the joint efforts of the three demon immortals, although the giant ghost is strong, it is also constantly defeated, embarrassed, and in just two breaths, there are already many scars!

In the starry sky, the magic flew sideways, and the magical powers from the three demon immortals collided with the evil magic of the giant ghost!

Chen Fan took advantage of the momentary blankness of Yunmeng Ancestor and rushed towards Yunmeng Ancestor with all his strength, and even waved two swords in his hand, the Soul Slashing Sword and the Fate Slashing Sword!

In three moments, before Chen Fan was approaching, he had already arrived! But it was followed by Chen Fan's Soul Slashing Sword and Fate Slashing Sword with all his might!

The Soul Slaying Sword has been continuously refined here, although it can't cut off the soul of the Yuanying Monk, but if it is just shaken, it can do it!

The stunned Yunmeng Ancestor had just recovered his mind, his heart was shocked, and his eyes looked at Chen Fan with a little more solemnity, but he was hit by the Soul Slashing Sword again, and his mind was blank again!

The scattered time adds up, and there are already three breaths!

Then a blood-red sword qi suddenly attacked, falling towards Yunmeng Ancestor's strength, but it was still a little slower after all. Yunmeng Ancestor's eyes lit up violently at this moment, and his right hand was raised to block it, and he stubbornly resisted this fierce sword qi with his hand!

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Yunmeng Ancestor stepped back slightly, and his eyes were even more frightened, this was just a foundation building monk, but he could burst out with such strength in just four breaths, forcing himself to be a little embarrassed!

His right hand trembled slightly, and there was a short and shallow sword mark in his palm, although it was nothing to Yunmeng Ancestor, but in this sword qi, he felt a trace of Dao intent!

And Chen Fan took advantage of this time to swing three swords in a row, and quickly approached Yunmeng Ancestor!

"The power of cause and effect!" Yunmeng Ancestor was extremely shocked, looked at the mysterious and mysterious meaning left by the sword mark in his palm, laughed in shock, grabbed the void with his left hand, and a thin left hand appeared out of thin air, and slammed towards Chen Fan, who was close to him!

At this time, Chen Fan was only three feet away from him! The left hand that appeared out of thin air suddenly approached Chen Fan with monstrous killing intent.

Chen Fan's pupils shrank sharply, this seemingly random blow was enough to kill the still Zhuji Monk and the Dan Monk, most of them couldn't withstand this blow!

This is the huge gap between Yuanying and Zhuji and Jiedan!

Chen Fan raised the demonic sword in his hand, and then swung out a sword, and the fierce sword qi roared up, to resist and consume the seemingly random grab!

It's a pity that it's just an arm blocking the car, but this whistling sword qi is like hitting a stone with an egg, as soon as it comes into contact, this sword qi begins to shatter and dissipates in an instant!

But the palm of his hand was only slightly dim, and he didn't even pause, and continued to roar towards Chen Fan. In the flash of light, it is already close at hand.

I saw that Chen Fan blocked the demon sword with his right hand between himself and that claw, his eyes were blazing, and he gritted his teeth and glanced at the starry sky, where the three demon immortals were struggling to kill the giant ghosts!

"Blood Demon Technique!" Chen Fan's heart moved, and the blood all over his body was bright, the strength of his physical body was already comparable to that of the Jie Dan, and at this moment, it was three times the strength of his physical body!

"Boom!"

The giant hand slapped at Chen Fan violently, with a roaring sound! Chen Fan's face changed drastically, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body rolled upside down, and slammed on the pillar, breaking two pillars in a row before stopping!

"Poof, cough cough......" Chen Fan held his chest with his left hand, and inserted the magic sword into the ground with his right hand as a support.

"It's still too reluctant, the meridians in the body are more than thirty percent broken by this palm! Counting the time, there are only five breaths!" Chen Fan slowly raised his head and looked at Yunmeng Ancestor.

"It's a little interesting, it's the first time I've seen someone with such a tough body cultivating, but since you've come here to see the old man, you have to be ready to die!" Yunmeng Old Ancestor said proudly, and quickly pinched the trick with his left hand.

Then the palace shook, and the remnants of those silver-white puppets annihilated one after another, turning into moonlight-white bright spots that converged in front of him.

Soon, those silver-white bright lights formed the appearance of a spear, Yunmeng Ancestor suddenly grabbed this spear with his right hand, and then stepped out, and instantly came to Chen Fan's body, stabbing fiercely!

Chen Fan's face changed drastically, where could he escape from the hands of the Yuanying Cultivator, gritted his teeth and cast the Heavenly Dragon Eye again, and tilted his body again.

"Do you still use this trick?" Yunmeng Ancestor had already taken precautions, and the Tianlong Eye that was used this time did not affect Yunmeng Ancestor at all, but only made the white spear a few feet away from him stagnate slightly.

"This ......" Yunmeng Ancestor felt the stagnation of this white spear, and his face couldn't help but change, and he stabbed this spear at Chen Fan even more vigorously!

It was this stagnation that gave Chen Fan enough time to adjust his body and exchange his life for serious injuries, otherwise he would have become a ghost under the gun!

"Poof!"

Chen Fan's entire shoulder bone in his left shoulder was shattered, and he was directly stabbed through by this shot, blood continued to flow out, and the injury became serious in an instant!

"Slashing Sword!" Chen Fan endured severe pain, holding the sword in his right hand and still wanted to swing the sword, but was kicked by Yunmeng Ancestor and hit the finger holding the sword in his right hand, and he had to let go in pain.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

The Demon Transformation Sword fell to the ground, and with it, there was also Chen Fan's painful right hand, and at this time, all the finger bones were shattered!

"You can make me pay so much attention, you, a foundation-building monk, can be regarded as a peerless Tianjiao, but it's a pity that you will die today!" After feeling that the giant ghost aura was getting weaker and weaker, Yunmeng Ancestor didn't bother to say anything to Chen Fan, and was about to draw out the spear but Chen Fan grabbed the spear with his left hand, and couldn't pull it out for a while.

"You're looking for death!"

Yunmeng Ancestor looked at the monk who didn't let him pull out his spear to help the giant ghost with a wry smile, and couldn't help but be angry, and after scolding angrily, his left hand turned into a palm, pointing directly at Chen Fan's head!

"What?" Chen Fan raised his right hand that had broken off his finger bones, and although the fingers were all casually soft in his palm, they still burst out suddenly, and he slapped Yunmeng Ancestor again!

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Chen Fan spurted blood again, the meridians of his right hand were broken, and his fingers were even more deformed, along with the shoulder bone behind his right hand, which was also deformed!

"Bang!" A dull sound came from the pillar that Chen Fan was leaning on behind him, and then it broke off violently, Chen Fan took four or five steps back in a row, and fell directly to the ground.

"Poof!" Chen Fan, who fell to the ground, felt his stomach tumble for a while, his face became even more abnormally red, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out with some pieces of flesh.

"Ten breaths...... It's just two breaths away. Chen Fan's eyes were confused, but there was a smile on the corner of his bloody mouth, and his whole face was abnormally flushed, and his injuries were even more serious at the moment!

"You're not dead!"

Yunmeng Ancestor was even more angry and roared angrily, but he felt that the giant ghost's breath was dying, and he had to look up again, ready to help the giant ghost.

"What to go, stay for me!"

Just as he was about to get up out of thin air, Chen Fan, who was supposed to be dying, didn't know how to get up from the ground and pounced on him.

"Get out!"

Yunmeng Ancestor roared angrily, and stabbed Chen Fan again with a gun in his right hand.

"Crushed Mountain Gun!"

Yunmeng Ancestor snorted lowly, there was no softness in his eyes, and he directly used a killing move to deal with a foundation building monk, which shows how anxious he was at this time.

A wicked smile hung up at the corner of Chen Fan's mouth, his body tilted slightly, and he looked at Yunmeng Ancestor with disdain.

"You've lost!" Chen Fan muttered, and after another shot, the entire right shoulder bone was shattered, and the body that rose in the air was shot down with a bang, covered in blood, and smashed on the floor of the hall, smashing a huge hole.

For a while, he was so angry that he almost died!

"Roar!"

In the starry sky, the giant ghost screamed sadly, and under the combined efforts of the three demon immortals, his body collapsed!