Qin Fanhu's body twitched violently, staring at Guangling Zhenren not far away with a pair of blood-colored eyes, and then looked at Dugu Muhu and shouted: "They, they say that I am that dark purple light, that damn light that kills the mother and destroys the village, do you know!"

The voice finally became sharp, as if recalling the same dark clouds and sun, the same bitterness and pain, pointed out by thousands of people, scolded by thousands of people, even if it was just a game designed by these people. He could not care about everything, he didn't care that the whole world spit on him, but the woman's words drove him into the abyss of despair.

He roared, the sound was like a roar of thousands of evil spirits and ghosts at the same time, desperate and unwilling to roar, the white hair was windless, the blood-colored sight suddenly splashed bright red blood, falling on the ruins on the ground, a shocking scene suddenly appeared, those blood actually exuded a strange aroma, at the same time the earth seemed to be alarmed, and there was a violent sound of "dong dong", like a prisoner beating a cage, and like thousands of armies running wildly under the earth.

"It's not good, that thing took advantage of the turmoil and unstability of your mind to enter, quickly stabilize yourself, stabilize your emotions!" Dugumu finally realized something, and was about to rush forward.

But seeing that Qin Fan seemed to have completely lost his mind, a disciple of Bashu Sword Mountain immediately pulled him behind him, and anyone could see that Qin Fan's state was wrong at the moment, and the Golden Heavenly Master shouted: "The evil thing has attacked, it's him, it's him!"

Everyone looked at it, but saw that at this moment, Qin Fan's white hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were blood-red, and the whole person was completely wrapped in black mist, and those black gases were like thousands of skeletons struggling to sink silently, and like countless resentful spirits roaring silently, and Qin Fan kept his eyes closed, and he slowly rose into the air in the shocked gaze of countless people. At this time, Qin Fan was really the same as the rumored white-haired demon.

This, how is it possible!!

What kind of realm is he?

What kind of evil thing is that?

"Do it!"

"Hurry up!"

Guangling Zhenren and Jin Tianshi roared almost at the same time, because they both found that the momentum of the cold figure in the sky was rising wildly, as if there was really no end, and soon they went from building the foundation to seeking Tibet, and from searching for Tibet to the direction of Ming, and from the direction of Ming to continuing to ascend to a higher realm.

At this moment, they suddenly remembered a legend, a legend about that thing, and it was rumored that it was a real artifact and treasure that could seek immortal enlightenment.

Qin Fan's momentum in front of him was still endlessly improving, but his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be in a state of unconsciousness, but this had already shocked many people.

They stared blankly at the figure in the sky, Qin Fan's body trembled suddenly, and a square copper sheet slowly rose from the black mist in front of him, and then stayed three inches behind Qin Fan's head, hanging down wisps of black aura.

Majestic and tyrannical, like a king.

"It's here, grab it!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and suddenly the crowd surged like boiling water, and the people finally couldn't control it anymore, and they all drew their swords and weapons with red eyes to kill the evil shadow in the sky.

Dugu Mu and the others had already looked stunned, and Jin Tianshi and Guangling Zhenren were about to make a move, so at this time, the earth under everyone's feet suddenly made a cracking sound, the land cracked, as if it was oppressed by a terrible force, and it was like an invisible big hand in the void, the originally neat earth was suddenly torn apart, and a frightening scene appeared, only to see a dark and secluded underground, as if the gate of the Nine Shadows had opened, and countless black humanoid ghosts jumped up from under the earth.

They looked like people and non-people, like demons and not demons, bloody teeth and fangs, ugly but strong, there were many cultivators present, but there seemed to be more ghosts, one after another jumped up from under the earth.

The crowd was suddenly in chaos, a bloody battle broke out immediately, countless houses and objects around turned into ruins, you come and go in the crowd, swords, guns, swords and halberds fall every time, there are always pieces of blood splashed in the air, accompanied by screams, most of those monsters look strange, or broken hands and feet, or lack of heads and feet, and there are many monsters rushing to kill, these are all undead without exception, all of them are ghosts and undead who once died here in this town.

That thing can summon the ghosts of the dead here.

In about a short period of time, hundreds of mortals died, leaving behind stumps and broken bones, and souls joined the army of the undead.

The light of various magic weapons in the sky shone brightly, and one by one the war groups fought fiercely in this small town, and the sky over the entire town seemed to be covered by various magic weapon lights.

"Everyone in the world is stupid......" Qin Fan in the sky looked at the fighting monk below with cold eyes, his tone was disdainful and cold, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly screamed "Ah", as if something had happened, his body twitched violently, hugged his head, and roared bitterly: "Get out of here!"

He cursed, and began to tear at the black gas on his body, and the gas was like a feather, tearing and blood seeping out of his body.

With his movements, those ghosts also froze, as if out of control, standing in place, although everyone did not understand, but also understood that they could not miss this opportunity, they sacrificed their magic weapons to kill those monsters, almost in a few breaths, those monsters were killed by these monks.

And Qin Fan in the sky seemed to be really crazy, constantly slapping his head, as if driving someone, a little weird but more terrifying.

Below, Jin Tianshi and Guangling Zhenren glanced at each other, and they all made moves, and when the wind and rain rose again, the golden light flickered, and a huge golden palm tore through the dense clouds, and a divine dragon and a silver tiger roared and roared, and they also crashed into the figure in the sky one after another.

At this moment, Qin Fan was in a trance, where could he care about the attack of these two people, there was a loud "bang", Qin Fan spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, turned into an arc, and fell from the air, there seemed to be exclamations in his ears, but those voices gradually disappeared, and gradually only he was left, he could clearly hear his breathing, so heavy, so tired.

The whole person seemed to be thrown into a deep dark world, unable to float again.