Wu Fan pierced through the eyebrows of the huge head of the hundred-zhang high Hell Rakshasa and a large hole appeared. This hundred-zhang tall Hell Rakshasa is wearing a monk's robe like the bark of a dead tree, and the black bones of his long arms are exposed, holding a hundred-zhang long sword that exudes a strong death breath, and inserts it at the junction of the ground and the dark space where he is standing.

Wu Fan suddenly remembered that when he was in the Qinglian Sect, he had heard of the four most murderous weapons in the world. At that time, the murderous soldiers that Xiao Qing possessed were bloodthirsty murderous blades. This blade and the Demon Realm Blood Demon Knife, the Demon Realm Soul Devouring Gun, and the Ghost Realm Black Underworld Sword are the four most ferocious weapons in the world. And the hundred-zhang long sword engraved with the black underworld in the hand of this Hell Rakshasa must be the black underworld sword in the Netherworld Ghost Realm.

Wu Fan's face suddenly turned extremely cold, and he secretly ordered the descendants of Emperor Jiang to turn into a clone and fight with the hellish black dragon, and the real body disappeared with the technique of time and space transformation, waiting for his order.

The Hell Rakshasa let out a hoarse sneer at this moment, and the pierced eyebrows condensed the yin poison and death qi of the dark space, which quickly recovered, and then he looked at Luo Shi and spewed out a pillar of black fire: "The best human soul sword spirit, tsk, or the star spirit stage cultivation, my black dark sword, it will definitely be able to turn from a fierce artifact to an artifact, no, it is a holy weapon!

The eyes of the Hell Rakshasa were like the whirlpools of the two hell abysses, a strong suction force, pulling Luo Shi, when the black light from his mouth rushed to Luo Shi's body, it instantly turned into a black lotus flower that gradually bloomed, this black lotus was extremely rich in death and evil qi, making it difficult for Luo Shi Xing's ninth-level cultivation to resist, and the flame halo around her body was quickly eroded and extinguished by the dead and evil qi of this black lotus.

At this time, Wu Fan's whole person had once again penetrated the eyebrows of the Hell Rakshasa, he was a little anxious in his heart, and his body continued to rush forward, rushing into Luo Shi's hundred steps. But Wu Fan seemed to have forgotten that he couldn't get close to Luo Shi within a hundred steps. Even if Wu Fan remembered, he would still rush forward, because the black lotus flower was wrapping Luo Shi at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Wu Fan could feel the intensity of the dead and evil aura of this black lotus. He had to rush to Losh's side and protect her with the true fire of Samadhi.

Therefore, Wu Fan finally rushed into Luo Shi within a hundred steps, and soon rushed into the black lotus, Wu Fan picked up Luo Shi, and the purple fire burned all over his body, resisting the death and evil qi of the black lotus, but this death and evil qi were too powerful, and Wu Fan's samadhi true fire actually had a tendency to be crushed by the black lotus wrapper.

The Hell Rakshasa sneered, "Although the Samadhi True Fire can burn everything in the world, it is the top-level Samadhi True Fire. What can you do with this nine-rank samadhi true fire? The smooth use of samadhi true fire over the past few hundred years has made you feel too confident. Hehe, I'm going to see how long you can last this time. ”

A yin and yang strange voice came out at the same time: "Wu Fan, this is the fate of you offending my Shadowless Sect, my Shadowless Sect is in the Ten Thousand Realms of Stars, on any planet with monks, there is the existence of my sect." Back then, wasn't it in the Yangyuan Star tribe that the disciples of my sect made some erotic movements and said some words to the slut you were holding? (see Chapter 238 for details, The Price of Blasphemy) That didn't hurt this slut at all, right? But you, the wicked person, wiped out all the tribes of my sect on the Yangyuan Star, fortunately, someone escaped, otherwise I really don't know who did it. ”

Wu Fan looked at the man coldly, a person from the Shadowless Sect who was dressed in a black robe and looked very thin, standing behind the Hell Rakshasa and another stronger black-robed man sneered: "Wu Fan, you also have today, let you live for hundreds of years, and it can be regarded as cheaper for you." However, with those many cultivation resources, it will eventually fall into our hands, and the slut you are holding, my Shadowless Sect has millions of tribes and hundreds of millions of disciples on thousands of planets in the sea of stars, and it will definitely take turns to fight with her, and it will be done in front of you. Haha, this is the cause of the evil you have created, and the evil consequences that you must bear. ”

Wu Fan listened to the words and hugged Luo Shi tighter. The purple fire in his whole body was even more vigorous, and Wu Fan was already angry to the extreme. Luo Shi unveiled the veil that had covered her face for hundreds of years, looked at Wu Fan with a happy face, and said with a smile: "We have broken the true bloodthirsty talisman, have you found it?" Wu Fan hummed and kissed Luo Shi's eyebrows deeply.

Then, Wu Fan suddenly raised his head and looked back at the Hell Rakshasa and the few Shadowless Sect people who were standing behind the Hell Rakshasas. The half of the spring rain scimitar in Wu Fan's eyebrows and the sea of consciousness flew out, and immediately there was a continuous spring rain around it, showing its vitality everywhere, the black lotus that enveloped Wu Fan and Luo Shi, and the black lotus that was moving in front of the Hell Rakshasa were contaminated with this continuous spring rain, and they washed out bursts of black smoke.

Half of the Spring Rain Scimitar turned into a Spring Rain Dream, making the Hell Rakshasa and those few people of the Shadowless Sect unpredictable for a while. After all, when Leng Nangong trapped Wu Fan into his dream to face off (see chapters 375-390 for details), no matter how strong the Shadowless Sect's ability to gather intelligence was, it was not enough to be able to enter Leng Nangong's dream realm at will, not to mention that there was a dimensional space, and that dimensional space was a pure mortal world, and Wu Fan was ordered to be the true self space (see chapters 375-395 for details), there were no monks, and it was impossible for the people of the Shadowless Sect to establish a branch in the dimensional space.

Therefore, Wu Fan's eyebrows suddenly flew out of this half of the Spring Rain Scimitar, and then turned into a Spring Rain Dream Realm, trapping the Hell Rakshasas, the Shadowless Sect people, and the Hell Black Dragon into this Spring Rain Dream Realm. At this moment, this dream is controlled by Wu Fan. Who dies and who lives depends on Wu Fan.

It's just that the people of the Shadowless Sect are obviously because there is a Hell Rakshasa in front of them, and the fox fake tiger is threatening, and another person is in a hurry to behave, and sneered loudly: "Wu Fan, when you are about to enter our sect to accept the painful and cruel pondering, do you still want to create some illusions to struggle? ”

"Yes, if you let the Rakshasa Ghost King enjoy the taste of this slut first, we can not let you see the intercourse of ten million people with her later. Another laughed, and the others laughed.

But the Hell Rakshasa himself did not show a trace of a smile on his hideous face, but let out a hoarse voice: "How did this spring rain come, the big sword you are carrying, what kind of knife is it, and why does it have a strong sense with my black sword?"

"Rakshasa Ghost King, that is the Heavenly Martial Divine Sword, the thing of the Martial Ancestor of the Heavenly Martial Dao founder who was destroyed by the Wu Clan, how can it be compared to your Black Immortal Sword. A disciple of the Shadowless Sect said sycophantly.

Wu Fan hugged Luo Shi, although the samadhi true fire around his body was suppressed by the black lotus wrapper, but it was never extinguished, as the spring rain came, more and more black smoke appeared around the black lotus, and the less suppressed power Wu Fan felt. Wu Fan listened, watched, waited, and endured!