Chapter 138 Ten Demons 10

Wu Gou and Ping Yue ran very fast, which was beyond Xu Zitong's expectation, but Xu Zitong did not chase him, but sneered. When the people around him saw his smile, they got goose bumps all over. Everyone who knew him knew that as soon as the smile appeared, the Venerable Pingyue and the Venerable Wu hook would be in bad luck.

At this moment, the owner of the magic flame door beside Xu Zitong waved his hand, stopped the noise, and then said, " According to the rules, Zhang Fan has passed the test of five people in a row, and he is qualified to challenge the ten magic generals. Zhang Fan, your internal injury is very serious at this moment. Here is a heavenly holy elixir. Take it first. After saying that, the owner of the Magic Flame Gate waved his big sleeve, and a fragrant elixir was wrapped in a black light and flew to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan took over the holy elixir, which is a rare healing medicine and hurriedly said, "Thank you for teaching." The dark light floated in front of Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan gently brushed, the dark light dispersed, and the white elixir appeared in front of Zhang Fan. The aura of the elixir constantly condenses on the surface of the elixir, forming strange patterns.

Smelling the fragrance of the elixir, Zhang Fan swallowed his saliva, sat down and swallowed the elixir in his mouth. As soon as the elixir opened, it quickly turned into a mass of gas and wandered between Zhang Fan's body, bringing Zhang Fan a sense of coolness. If so, Zhang Fan was refreshed and recovered after a quarter of an hour.

"Teaching, Zhang Fan's injury has been completely healed." Zhang Fan stood up and said respectfully to the owner of the Magic Flame Gate. The owner of the Magic Flame Gate nodded and said, "At this moment, all the ten demons in the Magic Flame Gate have arrived. You can choose someone to start the challenge."

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and looked at the ten people standing not far away from him. A mountain-like momentum pressed over, and Zhang Fan's face suddenly turned white. He didn't expect the momentum of these ten demon generals to be so horrible. Zhang Fan took a deep breath, and the blood all over his body began to boil. He rubbed his fists and palms, and he was ready to do a big job.

"In charge of teaching, Zhang Fan wants to choose Yang Tian, the 'ghost'." Zhang Fan looked at the last young man among the ten demon generals. The man's hair spread, but his eyes flashed with a terrible light between his hair. The man was wearing a ghost robe, with a long sword on his back and a golden bell hanging around his waist.

Hearing Zhang Fan say his name, the 'ghost' Yang Tian slowly walked out of his original position and came to the venue. In Zhang Fan's eyes, Yang Tian walked all the way, accompanied by ghosts and demons all over the sky. The bell around his waist rang. Although the sound was not loud, it seemed to have a fascinating sound, which made people feel afraid.

Zhang Fan chose Yang Tian, which is the result of discussing with Wang Yi for a day and a night. Although Yang Tian is at the back of these ten demon generals, the art of exorcising ghosts should not be underestimated, and he can freely communicate with the nine underworlds. In fact, Wang Yi and Zhang Fan originally wanted another person, but recently he got a treasure, a top-grade spiritual weapon, which greatly increased his strength and had to retreat and choose Yang Tian.

Looking at the evil spirit constantly hovering around Yang Tian, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel a little chill. None of these people are normal, and there is another person who deals with ghosts all day, which is really chilling.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but fight when he thought of the people living in the nine underworld.

The two salute each other. Then he secretly began to accumulate strength. Zhang Fan suddenly retreated, and saw a fierce ghost shadow in the place where Zhang Fan stayed, waving his fists composed of evil spirits and hitting the ground. The ground showed corrosion in an instant, and even a large pit appeared on the ground covered by the boundary.

Zhang Fan's cold hair is erect at this moment, but fortunately he can hide quickly. At this time, Yang Tian, who was opposite, smiled, and a fierce light flashed in his bright eyes.

Yang Tianjian's secret was introduced, and the long sword behind him suddenly popped out and fell into the palm of Yang Tian's hand. And the golden bells on Yang Tian's waist also slowly flew out and suspended in front of Yang Tian. Don't worry, don't worry, it's not time for you to take action yet." Yang Tian's harsh voice sounded, and then Yang Tian cut his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and fed the golden bell. The golden bell turned its body happily and quietly returned to Yang Tian's waist.

Yang Tian sacrificed the flying sword, which did not urge the flying sword in his hand to attack Zhang Fan, but kept waving the sword in his hand in place. Zhang Fan just wanted to act, but he felt that there was a gust of wind at this moment, and the sound of wolves crying and ghosts was endless. At this moment, Zhang Fan felt that he had come to the nine underworlds again. The feeling is so strong.

A ghost and god was summoned by Yang Tian, which Zhang Fan had never seen before. These ghost-faced people, one by one, were full of evil spirits, completely covering Zhang Fan's breath. Zhang Fan couldn't help frowning, calling the bleeding emperor, and integrating with him, summoned a row of bloody soldiers to fight with these ghosts and gods.

These ghosts and gods are so powerful that as soon as they tear their hands, several bloody soldiers were torn apart. In contrast, the bloody soldiers did not kill the ghosts and gods in several attacks, and the situation was a little dangerous. At this moment, if Zhang Fan can condense the bleeding city, he may be able to solve these ghosts and gods, but Zhang Fan can only condense it in the map of mountains and rivers. Zhang Fan intends to take action in person.

Zhang Fan looked at a nearby ghost and god and patted it. He saw a long sword in Yang Tian's hand in the rear, and a rune burst out and imprinted on the ghost and god. Amazing things happened. The ghost and god's body blurred, and then it became clear, but the appearance of the ghost and god changed greatly and became the face of Yang Tian!

Yang Tian sneered, and the huge palm of the ghost god fiercely patted Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan patted the ghost god Yang Tian without showing weakness. The palms intersect, and the violent airflow comes from the intersection of the palms, separating Zhang Fan and the ghost Yang Tian.

"Blood evil hand seal", Zhang Fan suddenly slapped the ghost Yang Tian, and the blood evil hand seal appeared in front of the ghost Yang Tian out of thin air and fiercely imprinted on the ghost Yang Tian. Yang Tian, the ghost god, just stepped back a few steps and was not seriously injured. Zhang Fan's face became gloomy, and he knew that he could not do anything about the ghost Yang Tian.

Zhang Fan pulled out Ling Zun's sword with his backhand and violently split the ghost Yang Tian, "Dunyue"! A yellow light rose to the sky and split into the ghost god Yang Tian. Yang Tian, the ghost god, sneered. The broken Yue Jianguang actually passed through Yang Tian's body and split on the ground behind Yang Tian, which did not harm the ghost god Yang Tian.

Zhang Fan didn't believe it, and the "juehai" came out, and the light blue sword light came out gently and chopped on the ghost god. The ghost and god seemed to melt, allowing the light blue sword light to be chopped on the body. More and more ghosts and gods solved the bloody soldiers around them and rushed towards Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan's pressure suddenly increased greatly.

Unprepared, Zhang Fan was hit by a ghost's fist, spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards. As soon as he fell to the ground, he saw another ghost greeting Zhang Fan's chest with his fist. Zhang Fan only felt a huge force coming, and the five internal organs in his body seemed to have been turned over, which was very uncomfortable.

"Damn!" Zhang Fan stood up and withdrew from the attack range of these ghosts and gods, pinched the formula with both hands, and shouted, "The world is invincible and dominates the world incomparably handsome and gorgeous!" As soon as this formula came out, Zhang Fan's momentum changed and chased to the peak of Yuanying. Then a bloody atmosphere came from Zhang Fan. A dark shadow suddenly appeared behind Zhang Fan. This dark shadow seemed to climb from the sea of corpses and blood, and the breath was extremely fierce.

Then, the shadow stretched out a big hand, covered the sky with five fingers, and pressed down the ghosts and gods in the field. The strong magic came out of this big hand. The ghosts and gods couldn't move and were fiercely suppressed. Waiting for ghosts and gods is the end of extinction.

"Puff"! Yang Tian spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely pale. He looked at the big hand that slowly disappeared in disbelief. He didn't expect that his powerful ghosts and gods would be photographed. Zhang Fan also couldn't believe that the black-robed old man taught him the "incomparable handsome, romantic, gorgeous and supreme killing technique" that was so powerful after the Yuanying period, which was comparable to Xu Zitong's magic finger.

But what Zhang Fan is sure of is that whether it is the "incomparable handsome, romantic, gorgeous and supreme killing skill" or "the magic finger", he has only learned a little. If he learns it, its power will definitely shock the world.

"Okay, you can kill my ghosts so easily. I underestimated you. Let's welcome my unique ghost and god." After saying that, Yang Tian's hair fluttered without wind, and the light in his eyes went straight into the sky. A whirlpool about several feet in size was formed and kept rotating. Then, ugly ghosts and gods came across the border, wearing skulls, symbolizing honor, which he had killed one by one.

Just as the ghost looked up and roared and vented his excitement, a stronger breath came from the ground. Zhang Fan finally used the anger of Shura in the Shuratian fingerprints.

The whole square suddenly shook, and a deep crack was in front of Zhang Fan. Then, an irresistible breath came from it, and a dark arm mixed with spot-like runes slowly stretched out from the ground and grasped the ground tightly. Then, the Shura wanted to continue to come out, and half of his arm slowly emerged, and the strange runes appeared on his arm, which was shocking. Feeling. Only one right arm and half an arm are ten feet in size. If this monster comes out, is it okay?

A sense of crisis permeated Yang Tian's heart. Yang Tian pointed to the long sword in his hand, and the ghost roared and rushed to the Shura who stretched out his right arm, trying to hit his right arm back to the abyss of the earth.

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