"Mountain... Collapse ......"

Wang Fanren has not yet arrived, but his voice has already come here, and today he is absolutely going to deal with this person, and he will not be allowed to escape.

After all, he didn't want to be upset when he let the enemy go because of his carelessness, and then brought him a lot of trouble.

"Ground... Crack ......" And this is not the end, Wang Fan then shouted in a deep voice.

Suddenly, a vast heavenly power came straight towards him, bringing him an incomparable feeling, and after the spirit demon scatterer was slightly stunned, he immediately woke up.

He also knew in his heart that today might be his death, and he had to fight hard.

The thought flashed in his heart, he waved his hands again and again, and a series of sword lights struck towards Wang Fan's clone.

Compared with Wang Fan's deity, he will naturally choose soft persimmons to pinch, and this is where his life lies.

"Boom ......"

The spell and the sound of the sword light suddenly collided, and a huge white ball of light suddenly appeared in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the huge white ball of light expanded, and after reaching a pole, it exploded violently, and a huge shockwave spread out in all directions.

In this regard, Wang Fan himself didn't care at all, and quickly rushed over with the strong body of the deity, and in an instant, he came to the body of the spirit demon Sanren, and punched out.

The moment Wang Fan's deity disappeared, the Spirit Demon Sanren noticed it, but even so, he still couldn't react.

Wang Fan's fist suddenly slammed into the back of the Filthy Spirit Knife, and immediately made a crisp sound of "Boom-".

I saw that a mouthful of blood spurted out from the spirit demon scatterer, and he was blasted away by Wang Fan's huge strength, and he had already suffered a lot of injuries.

Seeing this, Wang Fan did not hesitate, immediately withdrew forward, took advantage of his illness, asked for his life, and rushed forward quickly.

His hands were already clenched into fists, and as he moved, there was a sonic boom in the air.

Seeing this scene, the spirit demon scattered's pupils shrank, and he did not hesitate to stretch out his left hand and wipe it the blade, and suddenly a stream of blood slipped from the palm of his hand.

However, they quickly vanished, and all of them were absorbed by the Filthy Spirit Blade, revealing its smooth blade and emitting a strange glow.

"Kill—"

At this time, the spirit demon scattered people and let out a low shout, and the body of the filthy spirit knife exuded a strange aura, giving Wang Fan a sense of panic.

At this moment, a white light suddenly crossed Wang Fan's eyes, like a fleeting hallucination.

But Wang Fan knew that this would definitely not be an illusion, and he believed in that trace of spiritual consciousness in his heart.

I saw that his eyes suddenly froze, his body suddenly froze, and he flashed to the side.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, the mountain behind Wang Fan suddenly burst open at the moment when the white light flashed.

Seeing this, Wang Fan's eyes condensed slightly. Sure enough, he couldn't underestimate anyone, he even thought that he was already in a position of victory, but he didn't expect that the Spirit Demon Sanren still kept this hand.

If he hadn't reacted fast enough just now, even if he finally eliminated this person, he would probably have been hit hard, and the time delayed due to healing would definitely not be less.

Seeing that Wang Fan dodged his long-standing blow, the Spirit Demon Scatterer couldn't help but be stunned, but he didn't expect Wang Fan's reaction to be so fast, which was really beyond his expectations.

But then, a strong sense of urgency rose in his heart, and if he continued to delay like this, he would know the result without saying.

At this time, Wang Fan's doppelganger had already flown forward, slapped the storage bag, and took out a red scabbard from it.

In his right hand, he held a flying sword composed of spiritual power, and he did not hesitate to insert it into it, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to pour into it as if he was desperate.

When the time came, Wang Fan's figure moved, and suddenly a figure appeared in the sky, and it was Wang Fan.

At this time, his face was pale, and a look of weakness appeared, but there was a sharp cry in his mouth.

"Slash—"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he did not hesitate to use the sword drawing technique, and a huge sword gang fell from the sky.

The space around him had already been distorted, and the closer he got to Jian Gang, a trace of spatial crack had already appeared there, exuding a dangerous aura.

At the moment when Wang Fan's clone made a move, the spirit demon scattered people suddenly discovered the abnormality, although they were full of vigilance, they did not find that Wang Fan still had such power.

But at this time, he couldn't think too much, even if this blow made him feel like he would die here.

However, among the monks who were able to cultivate to this realm, there were a few people who bowed their heads in the face of the threat of death, otherwise it would be difficult for him to find the avenue in this life.

I saw that his hands were pinched again and again, and his fingertips were pointed on the filthy spirit knife, making a slight low sound, but this knife exuded a stronger aura.

The Spirit Demon Scatterer knew that this would damage the spirituality of the Filthy Spirit Knife, and it would be absolutely impossible for this knife to be promoted in the future, but in the face of this situation, he couldn't help it.

After feeling a little sad in his heart, he stared at Wang Fan with his eyes full of killing intent and anger.

I saw him rise from the ground and rush towards Wang Fan's clone in an instant, even if there was a giant sword in the middle, he didn't care.

With a knife in hand, I have it in the world!

Maybe this is what he really feels in his heart!

However, Wang Fan guessed wrong this time, only to see that the spirit demon scattered people suddenly disappeared halfway, but they shifted the target, which was Wang Fan's deity.

Before, his filthy spirit knife could hurt Wang Fan's deity, so at this moment, it was definitely able to seriously injure Wang Fan.

As for Wang Fan's sword drawing technique, he didn't think about it from the beginning, it was an idea that only a fool would have.

Cultivating to this realm, living to this age, and being alive is the greatest victory.

As long as there is a glimmer of life, people like them will not give up.

Even if there is no glimmer of life, it must break out, even if it eventually falls.

Seeing this scene, Wang Fan was slightly stunned, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, but the enemy is the enemy, but he will not keep his hand, and he will not be the Holy Mother.

He eats too much, does he have nothing to do and add to his blockage?

Does he think that he is the protagonist of those secular literati, and does he really think that he is destined to be invincible in the world?

Besides, he had never forgotten his identity as a retrograde cultivator, otherwise what would be going on in the Extreme Realm.

I saw that Wang Fan's deity looked as usual, and when he saw the attacking spirit and demon scatterers, he was not afraid at all, and after a false shot, his right hand formed a fist, and suddenly burst out, making a sonic boom.

Seeing this, the spirit demon scattered people were slightly stunned, and then they were overjoyed, and they couldn't stop laughing in their hearts.

If it was before, maybe the Filthy Spirit Knife wouldn't be able to hurt you, but now, it's not necessarily.

His expression did not change, his hands clenched the hilt of the knife, and suddenly slashed out.

"Boom ......" Suddenly, the knives and fists collided, and suddenly Wang Fan's right hand made a tearing sound, and the sound of the finger bones trembling seemed to be about to break.

However, a red lightning bolt quickly penetrated into the body of the Spirit Demon Sanren with lightning speed.

"What the hell is this?" I saw that the spirit demon scattered people in anger, and their faces were full of horror.

Under Wang Fan's manipulation, the Extreme Realm quickly passed through the layers of meridians and rushed towards its dantian.

He didn't hesitate to use the spiritual power in his body to try to block it, but Wang Fan was waiting for this opportunity, how could he let this opportunity disappear!

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hands, grabbed the blade of his sword, and pulled it suddenly, and took the filthy spirit knife to the palm of his hand.

At this time, Wang Fan's doppelganger had already arrived, and the red scabbard had already been withdrawn by him, and his hands were pinched again and again, and finally his fingers were clasped like his eyebrows, and he shouted in a low voice: "Extinguish—"

Suddenly, a sword of divine thought burst out from his fingertips, and a trace of strange aura emanated from it, giving the spirit demon scattered people an extremely panicked feeling.

This breath is exactly Wang Fan's Taoist intention - obsession.

This sword, he named: Yi Jian.

At the moment when Wang Fan's Daoist intent penetrated into the sea of his consciousness, the spirit and demon scattered people suddenly sensed this Daoist intent, and his obsession with survival became stronger and stronger, and his divine thoughts were like knives and immediately cut out.

However, all this had no effect, and at the moment when his Divine Mind Sword approached Wang Fanyi's sword, Wang Fanyi's sword suddenly pierced into his sea of consciousness.

"Boom ......"

The sea of consciousness of the spirit demon scattered people suddenly shattered, and both his body and his primordial infant exuded a strong aura of death.

After successfully killing this person, Wang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and after putting away the contents of the Filthy Spirit Knife and its storage bag, he turned his head and looked at the corpse of the fallen Spirit Demon Sanren seriously.

With a lot of thoughts in his heart, he finally turned into a soft sigh and threw a fireball that burned his body in an instant.

He still wouldn't spare his spiritual power for this matter, and then he turned around, recognized the direction of the capital of Cangyue Country, and flew at an extremely fast speed.

Because he thought of one thing, if his previous weird experience was true, then the things he had seen before, Zeng Lin, Wang Qing and others were......

Wang Fan didn't dare to think about it anymore, he flew forward at great speed, and after taking a pill, he held the spirit stone in his hand to replenish the loss of physical strength and spiritual power.

He had to verify something as soon as possible, and if it was false, then it would be business as usual.

But if it was true, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Even if he succeeds in transforming into a mortal, there is hope for him to transform into a god!