Chapter 185 Folding Fan Magic

Zhao Haoran was really angry. He really didn't understand what had offended him. Every soul attack was a resolute killing move, and there was no turning point at all.

"explosion"

The surrounding air rippled, rushing round and round to the vast peaks. At the same time, countless same sounds were remembered on the empty field. Finally, they condensed together and bombarded the peaks. The whole peak seemed to have entered a bottomless black hole and began to slowly dissipate from the bottom until it completely disappeared. Lost.

To a certain extent, no matter how you apply it, you can achieve the same effect, and the soul art seems to be relatively useless.

A trace of fine light flashed in the eyes of the red scholar, and the folding fan shook gently. The ancient corpse of the roaring hurricane kept roaring, but it could not approach the opponent, and the green corpse gas blew away.

"Evil beast, die!"

Thousands of silk threads as thin as cattle hair, and the red scholar smiled contemptuously. After all, the golden talisman ancient corpse is only a magic weapon. Although it is a little wise, it is not very strong. There is only an instinctive way of combat. When encountering foreign forces, it will directly resist the hard body.

However, after a moment, the golden rune ancient corpse turned into a hedgehog, and the whole body was full of dense silk threads. Under the golden runes shining, those silk threads soon disappeared, but caused the anger of the golden rune ancient corpse.

The red scholar read strange formulas in his mouth, which seemed to be brewing some powerful soul skills.

"Spiritual Piercing"

Zhao Haoran saw the opportunity and did not hesitate to attack. Unexpectedly, the red scholar's consciousness was no worse than himself, so his real cultivation was a little thought-provoking.

The red scholar's mind was stunned, and he didn't even have a breath, but he still successfully interrupted the magic formula he used. The golden rune ancient corpse jumped dozens of feet away, and the highly poisonous claws had reached the eyes of the red scholar.

The red scholar did not panic at all, but was slightly surprised. Zhao Haoran's more and more means made him understand where such a character came from. Is it possible that he was an old strange disciple of closed practice? His men couldn't help hesitating and patting the folding fan gently, successfully blocking the claws of the ancient corpse of the golden rune.

But what he didn't expect was that the ancient corpse of Jinfu was also smart. He didn't know when he had accumulated a lot of corpse gas. While it was regressing, he waved his claws at the red scholar, and his long shirt turned into a beggar's costume. This was still the time for the red scholar to dodge, otherwise I'm afraid his body would not escape.

"Looking for death." The red scholar was furious and actually said the ancient corpse, which made him a little unbearable.

"Folding fan magic power"

The red scholar threw his hands, and the folding fan soared up and turned into a towering mountain. The lush vegetation was close in front of him, and the height that could not be seen at a glance was intimidating.

This is the first time that Zhao Haoran has seen others use their magical powers. The cultivation of the red scholar is obviously less than three days. He relies on the magical power in the folding fan.

Incapable of the enemy, the whole mountain has oppressive majesty, which can't be cracked by ordinary soul skills.

"Fire"

The high-sounding calls of the two fire dragons spread all over the desolate land. The ancient corpses of the goldenfu were very vengeful and roared at the fire dragon a few times, but did not make any outrageous actions under Zhao Haoran's control.

Between the red scholar raised his hand freely, the mountain made a buzzing roar, and the speed was a little faster. Two fire dragons circled and flew up.

The mountain seems to have encountered great obstacles, and the speed is from fast to slow, giving people an unreal feeling.

"Mount Tai"

As soon as the red scholar's words came out, Gao Shan began to tremble violently, as if to get rid of the control of the fire dragon and directly pressed Zhao Haoran into a meat pie.

Zhao Haoran's face remains unchanged, but his heart is moved. This man is the same as the middle-aged man who just protected Huang Liang, but his strength is much stronger. Whether it is divine knowledge or magical power, it shows that he is not a simple character, but he is not easy to bully. Since he mainly comes to provoke, he also has to pay a price. .

The red scholar sneered, "Kill my brother, you can't get out of the wilderness today."

Zhao Haoran was a little stunned. Where did this matter start? Speaking of speaking, he saved the life of the soul man surnamed Wang. He frowned and said, "I have never felt sorry for your brother."

The red scholar's face showed a sarcastic look, "One person who entered the fairy mansion came out. Is it possible that someone else will hurt him?"

The soul of Wang died in the hands of the ancient corpse of Jinfu, but Zhao Haoran will not say anything about this matter. The origin and strength of the ancient corpse of Jinfu are very mysterious. As a great help for himself, it is impossible to tell an outsider everything about the ancient corpse of Jinfu for no reason.

"No, no. I, Feng, disdain to lie about this matter. As for how your brother died, only he knows. Maybe it is unknown that other people killed him."

The red scholar laughed and said, "Don't argue. Anyway, you are going to bury my brother today."

Zhao Haoran is not a person who is afraid of trouble, but he is also very unhappy to provoke such a powerful figure for no reason. "That Feng is not polite."

"Sima Feng, right? Don't worry, I will set up a monument for you here, which says to be martyred for the brother of the Red Scholar, and I won't wrong you."

The red scholar is deliberately angering himself and getting angry from his heart. Of course, the chaos in his heart will be chaotic, and he will inevitably be at a disadvantage. Zhao Haoran did not take this small trick in his heart.

"Hmm!"

The red scholar raised his hand again, and the speed of the mountain was actually a little faster. The two reds tried their best to pose any real threat to it. After the magic power was locked, there was no possibility of escape at all. Even if they entered the extraterritorial turbulence, they would rise up and catch up to the ends of the earth.

is really a difficult person. The space door should be closed in less than an hour. It's best to hurry up, Zhao Haoran thought to himself.

However, I don't know how many people are resentful. Zhao Haoran and the red scholar fought. Both of them have mastered the magic power, affecting almost one-third of the surrounding area, and they happen to be at the exit. These souls can only wait hard. I didn't expect that there would be such two strong men to fight again. If this is delayed Time will be troublesome.

However, no one has the courage to come and disturb. Even the soul who is a hundred feet away can feel the strong power in it, and the magic power will be injured, let alone get close.

"spatch"

"Storm"

Even if the red scholar's divine consciousness cultivation is strong, it is still greatly affected by Zhao Haoran's attack. Such divine soul art is quite annoying.

The remaining two splits used their magical power at the same time, and four fire dragons appeared again.

The power of the split technique is more obvious, and the magic power can also be used separately. When practicing the split technique, I didn't think about so many benefits. I don't know who created the soul art. It's really amazing.

"Inflammation"

Zhaoran only felt that the magical power in his body was surging, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed. After all, it is not in Mr. Han's domain. Although there are many magical power now, he doesn't know how the magical power of the Japanese soul is cultivated when it is used up.

Three transformations and one, two huge dragons soon appeared. The high mountains of the red scholar have a faint tendency to collapse under the attack of the dragon, which is also a lower soul art, but obviously the fire is more powerful.

The red scholar couldn't help shouting out, "How can this be!"

Zhao Haoran's cultivation is obviously weaker than his own, and it is extremely terrible to learn magic power. Unexpectedly, Zhao Haoran's magic power is a little more powerful than him. Naturally, it is a little unacceptable.

The sweat began to drip from the red scholar's head, and the sound of thorns was very harsh.

"Boom"

Under the continuous offensive of the dragon, the mountain finally began to collapse. As long as this trend can no longer be controlled from the beginning, no matter how hard the red scholar tries, it still can't be stopped.

The last folding fan fell from the sky and fell into the hands of the red scholar. Everything seemed to be clear. The red scholar lost and lost completely.

"Finally, it's over. Let's go. If we delay any more, we can't get out." The crowd not far away began to speak unscrupulously.

"Brother, if you are in a hurry, take the lead."

Looking at the look of ridicule around him, the soul man who was just anxious to leave seemed to understand something and stopped quietly.

"Very good, it actually broke my folding fan magic power." The tone of the red scholar seems to be an elder educating the younger generation.

Before Zhao Haoran opened his mouth, he suddenly felt something wrong. The wind and fire wheel rose under his feet, and there was no time to sacrifice through the cloud shuttle at all.

"Can you run away? Hahaha."

What the hell is going on? Zhao Haoran was a little puzzled why the momentum of the red scholar suddenly soared, and his skin turned blood red. No wonder it was called a red scholar. The original name came from this, but it was similar to Xue Xiu.

Zhao Haoran suddenly remembered that the long-haired blood repair to get rid of his apprenticeship had not been completed, and he secretly made up his mind that he must solve this problem as soon as possible after going out, and the things promised others could not be delayed.

However, the most important thing now is to find a way to escape from the wilderness. As for the cause of the accident, it is no longer the main problem.

"I told you that you will stay and bury my brother today."

The voice of the red scholar was close to his ear, and Zhao Haoran did not dare to look back. If he delayed that moment, he might kill himself and could not be careless.

Suddenly, I feel that the tone of the red scholar and Mr. Han is still a little similar. Elegance or anger can't hide their self-confidence. Is there any relationship between the two?

The air has become heavy, and Zhao Haoran's speed has suddenly dropped, which can change the aura of heaven and earth. This requires a strong strength and numbness in his scalp. Unexpectedly, he inadvertently provoked such a character, which is really a headache.

After devouring the divine consciousness of the divine operator, Zhao Haoran's courage involun't help but increase a lot. He was still confused when he met such a strong figure as a red scholar, thanks to this.