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Under Yue Fan's body, there was also a white mist pillar rumbling up at this moment, its speed was so fast, it had reached Yue Fan's body in the blink of an eye, Yue Fan's eyes suddenly shrank, and he took a step forward without thinking, and before the fog came, he stepped directly on the leaves that had disappeared at this moment. >www.biquge.info Half of the white pillar of fog crashed into the leaves, but it collapsed directly, without causing any damage to Yue Fan, and the other half went straight to the sky. Seeing this scene, the nearly 100 monks around shook their bodies one after another, and rushed straight to the nearest leaves, but there were no protective leaves here, only fifty, and the rest of them, the protective power on them did not show the slightest sign of dissipation. Among the leaves of the hundred-zhang tree, Yue Fan saw with his own eyes that there were two monks who had cultivated to the fivefold true gods, and at the same time stepped on a leaf the size of ten zhang, but just as their bodies fell, thinking that they could avoid those pillars of death mist, under the leaves, a huge pillar of fog exploded, enveloping the leaves in a blink of an eye, and the two monks also collapsed and disintegrated under the mist. This power is so strong, even if everyone here is an elder, a true god-level existence, but if it is impacted, it will be difficult to escape the fate of death. At this moment, this phenomenon is not just one, because of the chaos of the party, there are three or two monks on several platforms, but the next moment there is a roaring sound, and pillars of fog under the leaves swarm out, enveloping the monks on the leaves in an instant. The monks who saw this scene were shocked, Yue Fan's eyes shrank suddenly, and without hesitation, under the change of his hands, countless Dao emanated from his body, shrouding the leaves where he was located, not allowing the second monk to step in. Now there are less than three hundred monks left here, but the leaves that can be stepped into without the power of protection have now increased from fifty to twenty now, and the other leaves have been occupied by monks. By now, all the monks have seen that if they can't grab the leaves, they will be bombarded by more and more dense fog pillars below, and if they want to live, they must snatch it, and they must be fast, otherwise, once two people set foot on the platform at the same time, those two will all perish. Under the threat of death, despite the shock of Fang Cai, around Yue Fan, there were still more than a dozen monks, with red eyes, frantically rushing towards the leaves of the Baizhang tree where Yue Fan was. Now, in the roar of the sea of white mist below, the pillar of fog rises into the sky, and the murderous power fills the heavens and the earth, and in this area, there is a monk standing on each of the fifty leaves that can be stepped into. In the first time, he occupied a leaf alone, except for a few who were extremely lucky, and the cultivation of the unsealed leaves by his side was the vast majority of them, all of whom were people who had advanced cultivation and acted ruthlessly. Even among those monks who occupied the leaves, there were five or six people, who were even more scheming, although they didn't see the clues of this place in advance, but after seizing a leaf, their cautious character made them take the initiative to kill all the cultivators who snatched the leaves from themselves in advance, so that those monks who did not snatch the leaves fell faster. By now, all the monks here had seen and understood that they could only survive by stepping on the leaves, and that those who had no leaves to go to so far had already been threatened with death, their eyes were red, and they had gone crazy in order to survive. The scuffle broke out suddenly, and the remaining hundred or so monks frantically rushed towards the fifty leaves, Yue Fan had no time to check whether it was those monks who occupied the remaining forty-nine platforms, his hands were pinched, and the black and white qi surrounded him, forming a battle, blocking the dozens of people who were rushing towards the leaves where he was. Among the more than ten monks, the highest cultivation is a person who has reached the eightfold true god, a figure comparable to the elder level of the Supreme Sect, and the rest of the monks have different cultivations, but the weakest one is also a threefold true god. At this moment, the cultivation of these monks is not a decision, but to be able to become a true god monk, they are not good at giving easily, and the real combat power is not something that can be measured by cultivation, plus under this life and death crisis, all of them burst out of their full potential, coming straight to the leaves where Yue Fan is from all directions. In the loud bang, the divine powers of these more than ten monks fell directly on the protective light shield spread out by Yue Fan, and the black and white light shield suddenly distorted, seeing this scene, more than ten monks outside the leaves were even more crazy to unfold all their magical powers, spells, magic weapons, and bombard the barrier against time. The cold light in Yue Fan's eyes flashed, and with a cold snort, a punch smashed outward, forming a huge fist shadow, sweeping in all directions, and the rumbling sound was earth-shattering. The sea of white mist below surged even more wildly, and countless pillars of fog rose into the sky, killing the forty or fifty people who had not obtained the leaves, including the five or six people who had just been knocked down by Yue Fan's punch, in the terrible screams, died under the pillar of fog, and all the flesh and blood around them melted into nothingness. A bloody smell filled the air, and the aftermath of the screams was still echoing, and this scene immediately made the more than a hundred monks who had not yet been protected by the leaves even more crazy, roaring like beasts and roaring to the sky, madly rushing towards the leaves everywhere, and countless magical spells were wildly cast. In Yue Fan's place, after some of the dozen or so monks died, there were still seven people left, their eyes were red at the moment, and while dodging the bombardment of the ubiquitous fog pillar, they cooperated with the divine power to bombard Yue Fan, causing the barrier laid by Yue Fan to shatter with a click. The murderous intent in Yue Fan's eyes flickered, and with a cold snort, he took a step forward, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the front of a middle-aged monk, the middle-aged monk's expression was hideous, and at the moment when Yue Fan Fang appeared, not only did he not panic in the slightest, but under a cruel laugh, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a slender bone needle with a faint green light erupted from his mouth, heading straight for Yue Fan, who was close at hand. This middle-aged monk, cultivated to the fifth level of the true god, when this ghostly bone needle erupted from his mouth, Yue Fan's fingers were faster than the bone needle, and he pointed directly at the center of this person's eyebrows.