"No. No. I must have asked, what exactly is it

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and silently recited in his heart. He forced the fear that could not be suppressed.

Taking advantage of the moment when the two of them were stolen, the corpse demon's chest suddenly fluctuated, as if there were insect eggs in it.

In a blink of an eye, the tough skin on his chest cracked in vain, as if countless dirty eyes had been opened, and streams of dirty blood suddenly spurted out.

The dark blood and the yin energy condense into clouds. The two are combined and the demonic flames suddenly arise.

The demonic flames appeared in front of the corpse demon, reflecting his face becoming more and more ferocious

terror.

He sneered, waved his fingernails like swords on both hands, and all the demonic flames were like Wen Jun's order. Suddenly, afterimages were dragged out and shot straight into them.

The blood of this corpse is like the essence of a monk. It is limited. How could it be wasted and consumed so much before the last moment? At first sight, Zhang Fan became more and more sure that there must be something hidden behind this corpse demon?

His recovery power is simply powerless, and his attack methods are also amazingly hidden. Not only does he have a magic weapon or a spiritual weapon. If he moves, he uses his natal corpse blood. It can be said that it is extremely strong. It is extremely weak. If his attack power is half of his defense level, Zhang Fan will definitely turn around and leave at this time and will never be entangled with him.

As soon as each thought came to life, the demonic flames in the sky had already been divided into two groups and flew to him and Lin Sen respectively.

With a sigh, Zhang Fan calmed down his thoughts and focused on dealing with them.

The Great Sun Treasure Mirror, which was floating like a red sun, suddenly swung and blocked him like a shield as he wielded lightly on his hand.

In the mirror, the power of Mitian's fire element swelled and gathered like a vortex, and the visitors sucked all the demonic flames in front of them without hesitation.

Black and red, one hustle and one condensed. The two are like rivers and Luo, clearly separated and blended with each other. It seems like the natural Tai Chi diagram of yin and yang flowing.

However, in a blink of an eye, all the demon flames were included in the Great Ritual Treasure Mirror and participated in the yin and yang confrontation. No matter how the demon flames increased or how huge the momentum was, the fire element power representing the yang surface was always in versus it, not a single point or a slight decrease.

This was not the spontaneous behavior of the Nine Fire Dragon Ball hidden in the Great Sun Treasure Mirror.

It is of course impossible to overwhelm the power of the red fire element. The accumulation of the Nine Fire Flame Dragon Ball for countless years is not easy. If it is activated with all its strength, all the demonic flames can be submerged into the sea of ​​fire in an instant.

This is also Zhang Fan's initial idea to deal with the Great Sun Treasure Mirror. He did not expect that after the magic flames came into the mirror, the Nine Fire Flame Dragon Ball suddenly spontaneously controlled the output of the fire element, and always maintained this right strength, stalemate with the magic flames.

The Nine Fire Flame Dragon Ball had already been sacrificed and refined by him to connect with his own heart and blood. On the first day of the Chu Dynasty, Zhang Fanwang felt a shocked thought, and then he felt the joy and excitement from the pearl, so he forced himself to hold back without any rash action.

No matter how strong the magic flame is, how can it guide the pearl? Although it is stalemate, all the magic flames are completely absorbed in just a moment. Then the Dari Baojian trembled slightly, and it looked like a burp.

After taking it to his hand, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief after a brief investigation.

While he easily solved the magic flame, Lin Sen's movements were not much slower.

No wonder even though he could not pass the foundation, he still attracted the attention of many elders. After all, disciples like him who have outstanding minds and unique Dharma appearances are definitely not easy to find.

When the demon flame came, Lin Sen just glanced at Zhang Fan a little bit, and saw that there was no problem with his response, so he calmed down and focused his mind slightly. In an instant, the bamboo shadows swayed and the wind and clouds changed color.

The green bamboo body of the shadow bamboo suddenly swelled high, and endless greenness spread directly from the roots to the branches and branches. Even the green bamboo leaves were dyed with a layer of leather-like waxy luster.

In an instant, the originally sparse and elegant bamboo forest disappeared, but turned into dense and thick like a wall, blocking the demon flame straightly.

With a "chi" sound, the green bamboo bent like a bow. With the momentum of lodging, it took all the demonic flames and kept them in their arms.

What's strange is that although the demon flames are burning hot, even the air around them is ignited and makes a hissing sound, they are helpless with the shadow bamboo Dharma image. All the flames seem to burn to the virtual place and cannot touch its body at all.

Since the demon flame cannot burn, there are many ways to deal with it. A trace of green flows, and all the demon flames seem to be diluted. In an instant, it spreads on the bamboo body, along the bamboo nodes, into the rhizome and earth, without a trace in a flash.

"Ao"

The corpse demon roared again, his body full of irritable aura. He attacked several times in a row and was easily resolved by the other party, so how could he not be angry?

He trampled hard twice, and his claws like sharp hooks grabbed the ground. The soil and rocks suddenly shattered and collapsed, hitting the rocks on both sides shattered and fell.

With such great force, the corpse demon rushed out in a low body. Just as Zhang Fan was concentrating on his mind and was stunned, his face changed color.

The target of the corpse demon was not him and Lin Sen, but rushed straight to the distant ghosts crying and howling. The Jiang brothers shouted.

"Oops!"

Zhang Fan then realized that the corpse demon eyes had no choice but to deal with the two, but wanted to deal with the Jiang brothers first and then release the ghosts into it.

Even if the massive ghosts cannot drown the two of them. With them entangled by the side, the two of them will not be able to concentrate on responding to his offensive, and they may fall under his raid.

Since he understood, he would naturally not let him succeed easily. Zhang Fan called Lin Sen.

"Zhengbaji rushed to the ground and turned into a stream of light and followed closely. If he flew over a long distance, his speed would definitely be much faster than the corpse demon, and even the movement within a small range would not be inferior to him.

But if it was like now, sprinting in a straight line, Zhang Fan was no match for the corpse demon. The time of the three breaths was fleeting. Not only did he not bring the distance closer, but he would have left the opponent far behind.

Seeing the backs of the Jiang brothers appearing to the point where they are within reach, Zhang Fan was anxious and shouting loudly while reminding him: "Be careful behind you."

The corpse demon was as fast as the wind. Often, the broken earth and stones under his feet had already flew around a distance before they landed. The sound was almost reached to the ears of the Jiang brothers. When the two turned around in shock, they saw the afterimage of the sharp nails as dark as ink, and they were overwhelmed by the sky.

The two brothers' magic weapon, Tianluo, resisted the ghost, and then took out other magic weapons, but it was too late. When they were about to fall under the sharp claws of the corpse demon, they suddenly became a sudden change.

Jiang Po, the younger brother of the two brothers, was a taciturn and silent person who always stood behind his elder brother Jiang Tao. He was like a shadow suddenly stepped forward at the critical moment and blocked his brother.

Jiang Tao's face first showed a look of horror. Then the afterimage of the sharp claws in front of him disappeared, replaced by the brother's thin back. A net of surprise appeared, and blood rained everywhere. Then ten sword-like nails broke out from Jiang Po's back, and reached the chest and broke a layer of flesh and stopped at the ribs.

** pain and pain in his heart. Jiang Tao screamed, and then rolled out with a step back. From the corner of his eyes, he saw that his brother's chest was covered with blood and blood. There were many blood holes as big as a bowl, but he was not dead. His palms were firmly holding the nails passing through his chest, so that he could not move forward in an inch.

"No,"

Brothers who had been in front of him for many years died like this. Before he died, he wanted to save his brother's life. Jiang Tao's eyes suddenly became hazy and the pain in his heart went straight into his bones.

Jiang Po sacrificed so much, but only received a lot of buffering.

The sharp nails rotated and trembled, and his body immediately cracked into pieces like a broken sack and threw them away. Then a cracking sound came out, and a nail more than one foot long suddenly broke and flew out of his hand. The target was Jiang Tao, who was slumped on the ground!

Although there were brothers who sacrificed their lives to save him, the injuries on his chest were not light. The pain of his skin was just fine, and the key was to rotten corpse poison. Without closer inspection, you could find that there were also pieces of clotted black blood clots in the blood that kept gushing out of his chest. Fallen smell came.

In such a state, his mind was lost again. How could he dodge? Just as he was about to die, a golden color suddenly appeared, covering his desperate eyes.

His arms, waist, and nose were wrapped around his golden threads, and then he was dragged more than ten feet away like a cloud of mist, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The violent vibration caused blood to rush out from the wound on his chest again, but Jiang Tao didn't care about it. He quickly opened his eyes and saw the golden silk trembling like a spirit snake retracted from his body and rushed into his cuffs.

It was Zhang Fan who came to save him. He seemed to be too late to arrive, and saw that Jiang Po sacrificed himself for Jiang Tao's chances, so Zhang Fan immediately rescued him with mysterious gold wire.

At this time, the obstruction of the ghost was broken. He was no longer able to pay attention to Jiang Tao's injuries. He could only leave it to fate.

The corpse demon who instantly attacked and killed the Jiang brothers and killed one after another. Suddenly, he laughed grimly and waved his arms. The ghosts that had been blocked outside suddenly surged up, instantly filling the space of dozens of feet in a radius nearby.

At this moment, the situation was extremely critical. A bright color suddenly appeared in Zhang Fan's eyes. He looked at the surrounding ghosts as if nothing was missing, and his eyes were staring at the feet of the corpse demon.

In order to force the blood of the natal corpse, he released the demon flame. The corpse demon's chest was covered with scars, but he did not take such injuries at all. As expected, the rushing attack was only ten breaths, and the scars had slowly closed and gradually could not be seen.

During these ten breaths, Zhang Fan kept following the corpse demon tightly. After recalling this, the changes in the process suddenly flashed in his mind, and finally frozen on a black light that rose from the ground.

It was as if a drowning man grabbed a straw. Zhang Fan's thoughts turned sharply and suddenly shook his sleeves, the golden silk in the sky pulled away, quickly pulling the corpse demon's limbs and waist, and then wrapped around and tightened.

The corpse demon struggled slightly, but failed to break the golden thread, but he didn't care at all. A sneer appeared on his stiff face, which meant to let him do it.

Just like flying a kite, Zhang Fan exerted force under his feet. The fire clouds were shrinking and sprayed out, and instantly rushed out of the group of ghosts. During this process, all the ghosts around him would naturally not let him go easily. They grabbed his hands and kicked his feet and bit them all, but were blocked by a black light cover rising from his body and could not be approached.

When Zhang Fan dragged the corpse demon to the ground, he had already arrived at the place where the three of them had fought before, and all the ghosts were thrown behind him.

Seeing that he did this, the corpse demon did not resist, but just sneered, obviously thinking that he had lost his skills and was just a stagnant. This is true. As long as the corpse demon has not lost control, it will still surround him sooner or later. At that time, there will be a corpse demon behind the corpse demon, he will only die faster.

As soon as he landed, Zhang Fan took back the golden silk and stared at the strangle caused by the golden silk.

Even if the body of a monster is so tightly bound by the mysterious gold wire, even if it is not broken, it will at least be fuzzy and flesh-blown, but at the tip of the corpse demon

"", because there are too many mistakes, this is just a thin and invisible crack. In between steps, the pieces are drawn from six

Seeing this, Zhang Fan did not show any disappointment on his face, but the brighter the eyes became, and he felt enlightened.

At this time, the power in the cave was divided into three sections, with the largest number of ghosts, but the most lagging behind. The second was Lin Sen, who was between Zhang Fan and the corpse demon. As for Wang Xinling and Jiang Tao, they were weak and injured, so they didn't need to be counted as well.

The situation at this time is that the corpse demon does not need to kill. As long as it lasts until the ghosts surge up, it will be the doomsday of Zhang Fan and others. It can be said that they have all the advantages. After all, several people have tried it before. This corpse demon is simply an immortal body.

So, aren't they dead? Zhang Fan didn't think so. Almost as he landed on the ground, he shouted:

"Junior Brother Lin."

Lin Sen naturally understood what he meant, but saw that the bamboo body was like a wall and the sparse shadows were like whips, replacing the positions of the Jiang brothers. Under his defense, all the ghosts could not go beyond the line. His face suddenly turned white and then green was rising, looking the same as when he sacrificed his life and effort the previous time, but this time there was no purple spiritual liquid for consumption.

After Zhang Fan shouted loudly, seeing that Lin Sen understood what he meant, he immediately opened and closed his mouth and said something but did not hear it. It was not until Lin Sen gently led the leader that he calmed down and faced the corpse demon wholeheartedly.

Now, it's one-on-one time.

Under Zhang Fan's bright eyes, the corpse demon laughed at the sky and shouted loudly: "I am immortal, what can you do to me?"

He might not have noticed it while speaking, but Zhang Fan clearly felt the contradiction between his words. It was half ashamed and extremely angry, and half as proud and complacent even if he wanted.

Combined with his previous behavior, it is obvious that the identity of the corpse demon is not only unacceptable to it, but also addicted to its power.

If it were in the past, Zhang Fan would definitely say sarcastic. Even if he could not make him go crazy, he would lose his calmness and better deal with it. At this time, there was no time left. Lin Sen could only resist it. He was different from the corpse demon. He could not squander his spiritual power as unscrupulously as him. Now there is only one chance to have one blow.

"I hope my judgment is not Qiang"

He said in his heart, and Zhang Fan immediately calmed down, his body moved, and his feet on the fire cloud suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of the corpse demon.

Then, the whole person turned into a shadow, flying up and down around the corpse demon itself, and used all kinds of methods without hesitation. The long roar shook the gods, the fire feathers hurt the body, the strange objects were flying, and the yin and yang in the universe were intertwined. Even if the defense was strong and the recovery was amazing, the corpse demon felt unbearable for a moment.

That's all. The corpse demon has no fear. After all, Zhang Fan can't hold on for too long and violently, just avoid his sharp edge.

He saw his toes and claws pointing to the ground, imitating what he had done before, first avoiding the attack of the Qiankun Circle, and then avoiding the pressure of a huge translucent palm. He almost slid across the ground, and his sharp and curved toenails could even rub against the ground, and from time to time, they turned into afterimages and helped.

Seeing that the other party avoided his many attacks, Zhang Fan not only did not angry, but instead showed joy on his face and shouted: "It's now!"

Before he finished speaking, his attention moved away from the corpse demon and devoted himself to the Great Sun Treasure Mirror in front of him, almost visible to the naked eye. His face became paler, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkling onto the Nine Fire Dragon Ball at the mirror.
To be continued...