The pitch-black sound pattern spread in the air, and everywhere he passed, everything was crushed, the old man of the Qi Technique Duan and the nine martial artists were all hurriedly retreating and dodging, the old man of the Qi Technique Duan had a gloomy face, he felt that Zhou Fan was too reckless, what about the good cooperation?

He searched everywhere for Zhou Fan's figure, and now he could only hope that Zhou Fan was okay, otherwise they could only turn around and run away.

Soon he saw Zhou Fan who appeared in a corner.

Zhou Fan was swinging the knife, and the pupils of the old man shrank slightly, because he found that the pitch-black sound pattern in front of Zhou Fan instantly stopped.

Zhou Fan's figure floated, passing through the pitch-black sound pattern that had stopped in front of him, and instantly arrived in front of the ghostly body, the knife he was swinging just fell, everything seemed to have been calculated, and because of this, this knife was so fast that people felt abrupt.

The Devil's Demon's huge heart contracted, trying to send out a more powerful soundprint to attack Zhou Fan, but the rusty knife was obviously faster than the soundprint it wanted to make, and it almost instinctively swung out four tentacles to sweep towards Zhou Fan.

The four tentacles whirred like a crescent-like scythe.

As long as its tentacles can resist the rusty knife, its soundprint can be sent out to solve the immediate crisis.

Zhou Fan's face was calm, and he opened his mouth to spit out a unique syllable.

Dragon God Language!

The syllables were so light that they couldn't be heard by the ten warriors not far away.

The four tentacles froze.

At the moment when the four sickle-like tentacles were stagnant, Zhou Fan's figure suddenly appeared on the ghostly left side of the rusty knife and silently slashed, drawing a brilliant knife light.

The sword light from the convergence of the blue black ghost qi, the jet-black thunder arc, and the cold blue flame cut through the ghost's dark heart, and countless black liquid spurted out and sprinkled on the ground.

Zhou Fan turned sideways to avoid the black liquid.

The huge pitch-black heart was eroded by various forces, and slowly shrank, and eight tentacles frantically scratched the ground.

Zhou Fan moved gently, away from the ghost heart that was broken in half, and watched the ghost heart heart struggle before he died.

The pitch-black heart eventually turned into a pool of blood, leaving eight tentacles as thick as an arm.

The old man and the nine martial artists watched this scene with their mouths open.

All this happened so fast, Zhou Fan seemed to rush out recklessly, but in just a short moment, their bodies were even stopped in place, and they didn't rush out to help Zhou Fan, everything was over, and the powerful ghost heart was killed!

"It's not going to be a breath trick stage. The old man was a little distracted and whispered to himself.

Zhou Fan put the knife into the sheath with satisfaction, he was able to clean up the black demon level ghost heart so neatly and easily, not by relying on strength to crush, but by combining his teleportation-level body technique with skills such as dragon god language.

Especially the Dragon God Language, he can't use the Dragon God Language to the extreme like a black dragon in a short period of time, but he can now compress the Dragon God Language into a very small range, and one of the advantages of doing so is that he will not have the problem of his body not being able to support it because of using the Dragon God Language with all his might.

It's the result of his recent efforts to hone his fighting skills.

He leaned over and picked up the eight demonic tentacles and tied them together with a cowhide band, these eight tentacles were very good materials, he couldn't use them, but they could also be exchanged for a large sum of money.

The old man brought the nine people over to thank Zhou Fan, and they had a look of awe on their faces.

This is a martial artist who can single-handedly kill a black-level monster, and such a martial artist may not be an opponent even if they are all on board.

Maintaining respect for a warrior who is stronger than oneself is a rule that every experienced martial artist will remember.

"Let's go. Zhou Fan dragged the eight tentacles, and he said with a cold face: "I have something to talk to your family steward." ”

Tonight's troubles were all brought by this caravan, and Zhou Fan needed to understand what was going on.

The old men of the qi qi had different faces, but they did not dare to have any objections.

There was a sudden cry of terror ahead.

Zhou Fan's faces changed slightly, and then he quickly ran forward.

They used the speed section body method, and the speed was extremely fast, and they soon saw the caravan steward and Cao Yan letting them go.

Zhou Fan and the others stopped their figures, and did not look at them anymore, but looked ahead with shocked eyes.

In front of him was a five-foot tall giant, his hair was long to his waist, and the square lantern he held in his left hand was the size of a thatched house, and the lantern emitted a pale light, as if he was holding a round of scorching sun in his hand, reflecting the surroundings as bright as day.

This is also the reason why Zhou Fan and the others were able to see the giant clearly.

The giant's face was rugged, his eyeballs the size of a human head, the whites of his dark eyes with dark green pupils, and he was looking down at the caravan stewards.

The three caravan stewards and Cao Yanfang didn't even dare to escape, and their bodies stood almost stiffly in place.

"A Soul Collector of the Black Rank. The old man took a breath of cold air, and said with a pale face.

Zhou Fan's face also became solemn, after the resentment, he could deal with the bloody demon with his current strength, but it was not so easy to deal with if he crossed the first-order level, not to mention the black-level soul collector who was stronger than the white one!

Legend has it that the soul collector has a miraculous means of ingesting the soul of a living soul and then collecting it into its wide-sleeved robe to take it away, which is why this strange thing gets its name.

Zhou Fan's whole body was tense, if he couldn't do anything, he could only leave everything behind and flee immediately.

The air nearby seemed to freeze, and suddenly the soul collector spread out his broad right hand, as if asking Cao Yanfang for something.

Cao Yanfang let them tremble all over, looking at the big giant hand, dazed.

"Give it to him, give it to him if you want to live!" Zhou Fan shouted with a slight change in face.

The caravan steward understood this, and he hesitated, and quickly gritted his teeth, and threw the box in his hands into the big hand.

The soul collector closed his right palm, he raised his head and glanced at Zhou Fan with those giant eyes, and then turned his head and walked away towards the outside of the main ruler road.

As he walked out of the ten-way mark, the light of the lantern suddenly went out, and the giant disappeared from everyone's view.

The three caravan stewards and Cao Yanfang all sat on the ground with weak legs, the oppression brought to them by the soul collectors was too strong, and they all had a feeling that their souls were coming out of their bodies just now.

Zhou Fan and the old man of Qiqi came over.

Cao Yanfang and the three of them had a cold face, struggled to stand up, and stayed away from the caravan steward, they were almost killed just now, of course they would not have a good face.

The caravan steward got up from the ground, he sighed with pain on his face, restrained his mood and thanked Zhou Fan, apologized to Cao Yanfang and the others, and promised to give them some compensation.

Cao Yanfang and the three of them still had a slightly gloomy face, but they didn't say anything, after all, the matter was over, and they couldn't say anything more about it.

"What's in that box?" Zhou Fan asked with a slight raised eyebrow.

It is certainly not a simple thing to attract gold-spraying beasts, ghosts, and soul collectors to venture close to the main ruler road.

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