Wu Fan killed the last obstacle puppet and determined the way forward, so he immediately harnessed the Immortal Fu Sword, cast the Star Luo Jue, and rushed forward quickly. And Wu Fan shot out the Canglong Sword again. Wu Fanshi unleashed a sword of 50 million miles. The Canglong Sword was in front, Wu Fan was driving the Immortal Fu Sword in the back, carrying the Heavenly Martial Divine Sword. Wu Fan believes that this battle will definitely allow him to realize more things in the battle. In order to give the Canglong Sword more flying sword momentum, Wu Fan slowed down the flight speed slightly, and then began to accelerate the flying of the Imperial Sword, the speed of the Canglong Sword was even faster, this move was 50 million miles per sword, and the momentum of the Canglong Sword would become more and more rapid.

Wu Fan maintained a speed of flying millions of miles a day, while the Canglong Sword went from slow to fast, and there was no upper limit to the flight speed. When the Canglong Sword flew to the front of the first team arranged by the Barrier Spirit King, the Canglong Sword did not kill any Barrier Spirit, but rushed through, and the blue-purple light curtain around the Canglong Sword flashed by, breaking through the layers of miasma enchantment, penetrating out, breaking through the first Barrier Spirit Clan, and flying forward, the cyan light of the Canglong Sword itself was completely covered by the blue-purple light. The Canglong Sword shot forward like a blue-purple light dragon.

Ten days later, Wu Fan arrived before the first Barrier Spirit Interception Team, and in the face of the Barrier Spirit Barrier in front of him, Wu Fan stepped forward directly, and broke through this layer of barrier with a single collision. Then Wu Fan was surrounded by a group of obstacle spirits. These barrier spirits stirred up a large amount of miasma, wrapping around Wu Fan like a belt of miasma. It's just that as soon as Wu Fan thought about it, the colorful light knife flew out and slashed everywhere, and wherever the colorful knife light flashed, the body of the obstacle spirit was shattered. In this first battle, Wu Fan annihilated a thousand spirit barrier spirits in less than half an hour, and the leader of the spirit barrier was turned into a miasma puppet by Wu Fan with the power of seven emotions and six desires, Wu Fan did not let it lead the way, but threw it into an empty storage ring. Then he rushed forward again.

Wu Fan began to accelerate, Wu Fan could feel that the Canglong Sword had broken through the second battle, and the speed was still accelerating, the blue purple Haoran phosgene around it was getting stronger and stronger, and the scattered miasma along the way was extinguished by the blue purple Haoran light.

The miasma king on the tower of Babel is not perceived, it is in human form, rough, but in his hand he holds a fan that is quite incompatible with it, and on the agate pearl seat under the seat, it is the beauty of the miasma clan. With bucket waists, collapsed noses, and huge chests, these so-called miasma beauties laughed even more terrifyingly, because when they laughed, they opened their bloody mouths and threw out bursts of miasma.

However, the Miasma King enjoyed the miasma spewed out by these "glamorous women" very much, and showed a very happy look. Before the golden throne of the Miasma King, there was a green jade dance floor, there were many ghost-like women jumping, the Miasma King shouted hello from time to time, and those miasma spirits like hellish demons on the side followed with a burst of playing, and what came out was the vomiting noise. But the Miasma King laughed and said, "Wonderful, wonderful. He shook the fan as he spoke, looking really awkward and funny.

The Miasma King was intoxicated by the silk and bamboo orchestra, and he didn't pay attention to everything outside, because he thought that the human monks in the unknown star field of the miasma had almost no hope of leaving alive. So, his mind was all in front of him.

Wu Fan broke through the first battle and accelerated to the front of the second battle. Wu Fan's impact fluctuations are layers of colorful qi waves, Wu Fan can spread the qi waves of the colorful light knife, and the power of the seven emotions and six desires absorbed by the star soul is enough to condense more seven emotions qi waves, this air wave impact, in the face of the thousand miasma spirits that appeared in this second battle, millions of miasma spirits, the seven emotions qi waves rushed through and killed countless miasma spirits, and the hundreds of miasma spirits who were in front of the head, Wu Fan swung his knife and slashed, one by one. Wu Fan rushed into the center of the second battle, and countless miasma spirits surrounded Wu Fan in the form of piles of human flesh.

There are too many of them, and the colorful and seven emotions and six desires driven by Wu Fan are surrounded by this, and most of the qi waves are compressed. The countless miasma spirits immediately cheered, and the remaining dozens of miasma spirits commanded from the heights, letting out a strange roar, and suddenly, more miasma spirits surrounded them in all directions. The siege of these many miasma spirits caused the surrounding miasma to condense here on its own. Wu Fan stood in the center, compressed as the waves of colorful seven emotions and six desires were besieged, and did not deliberately continue to spread the waves of seven emotions and six desires, but converged along the meaning of these miasma.

In this way, these hundreds of thousands of miasma spirits cheered even more, and the miasma spirit soldiers who commanded on the high ground couldn't help but feel that they were military talents, and their faces showed a look of complacency. One of the miasma monks sneered loudly: "Poor human monk, if you dare to take the initiative to attack our miasma spirit clan when you enter the miasma unknown star field, isn't that death? ”

Another miasma said: "Thanks to my wisdom and foresight, I adopted the method of siege, and finally besieged this person. It seems that we have the ability to go to the star that is full of eggplants again. Those eggplants, I want to eat them when I look at them. ”

"Your wisdom and foresight, and you don't pee on yourself, I'm sorry. A miasma said disdainfully. The other said: "Don't fight, this human monk can't live, you see he closes his eyes and waits for death." ”

"Why are humans so ugly? I'm so much better looking than him, haha. ”

"Is it so? Humans are so thin and weak, like our miasma, tall and mighty, able to come and go like the wind in the miasma. ”

"Everyone, stop arguing, watch the last resistance of this human monk, the last struggle. ”

"Yes, we don't know how many human monks we have killed who have broken into our star field, they are really cheap before they die, and they have done anything to survive. ”

"Yes, yes, there were once a few human friars, although they were too ugly, but in order to survive, they begged us to take them out, they were willing to do anything, they were married, and we played to death. ”

"It's really enjoyable. Although this man is a man and looks ugly, should we stop before he dies, after all, human monks are really fun. ”

"Haha...... Look, he can't hold on anymore, what are we waiting for, go up, let him feel our essence before he dies. ”

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

......

The miasma spirits said they would go, and the colorful qi waves around Wu Fan had been compressed into a colorful halo, encircled in the middle of Wu Fan's body. Wu Fan still didn't open his eyes, he was calculating, he was waiting. Wu Fan's Canglong Sword was about to reach the third miasma array battle at this moment, Wu Fan closed his eyes at the moment and moved, after a short pause in the Canglong Sword, he slowed down, and accumulated sword intent in a slow way.