Chapter 208 The Power of Chaos

"Old man, take it!"

With a sound, the chaotic fire burst out, and the violent flame burned the nearby disciples in the refining period into ashes one after another, without even saying a word.

The slightly farther foundation monk's face changed greatly and shouted, "This thief is fierce. Stay away quickly."

But before he finished his words, Yang Fan raised his hands, condensed a high dragon bullet, waved his hands down, and threw it fiercely to the front.

Mo Tianbo's face suddenly changed. Seeing that the other party was coming aggressive, he did not dare to take it. He got up and kicked back. At the same time, he sacrificed ten thousand ghosts and released a large number of ghosts and fierce ghosts to surround him.

"Boom!"

Yang Fan's angry blow, the power of the chaotic fire was completely released by him. The mountain shook, and the hard ground of the main hall fell into the ground, and a huge deep pit was revealed.

The afterglow of the dragon bomb did not diminish, swinging the lively monks on the edge into the air, exclaiming repeatedly, and drifting away to the periphery.

About a hundred of the ghosts released by Mo Tianboshi were only affected by the flame dragon bombs, and the souls were directly scattered, and there was no scream. His face changed greatly, and such a powerful fire attribute skill was unheard of, and what is this fierce and abnormal flame, as if...

"Fire of Chaos!! How can you have a chaotic fire!" Mo Tianbo's face turned pale and roared.

Yang Fan raised the corners of his mouth gently and disdained to answer the other party.

As soon as he finished his move and put his hands together, he pinched out the magic formula. The flame on his body soared in an instant, and the flame in his hand quickly formed a huge talisman with the words printed on it.

"Yanlong Rhyth Order - Ning!"

This giant black charm quickly condenses into substance under the control of Yang Fan, and the rune on it is also more vivid.

Mo Tianbo gritted his teeth and shouted, "Don't be too rampant! The fierce ghost devours the sky!"

The ghosts in the ten thousand ghosts were surging, but in the blink of an eye, the square outside the main hall was densely full of fierce ghosts. Those fierce ghosts couldn't help biting Yang Fan under the control of the owner, and the black knife on the ghost knife couldn't help flashing.

Ten main spirits and fierce ghosts, all of whom are the cultivation of the peak of the Ghost King, also rushed forward to help.

However, the chaotic giant charm ignored so much and turned around him. The fierce ghosts beside him suddenly howled and were swallowed up. Immediately, Yang Fan's formula was typed out and shouted, "Yanlong Law Order-shu!"

The flame giant rune crossed the ghost in the field and directly burned a long road. Under the shocked look of the crowd, the heavenly ghost ancestors were tied into it.

Chaotic fire can be said to be the nemesis of ghosts and ghosts. How are those ghosts against Yang Fan? Although Mo Tianbo's cultivation reached the late stage of Jindan, he majored in the art of ghosts, but Qiaqia was restrained by the chaotic fire.

Mo Tianbo's powerful Zhenyuan shield was bound by Yanlong's law, and he couldn't help piercing his body. He grinned in pain. Seeing that his good ten thousand ghosts were of great use fighting with each other, the chaotic fire was too sharp, and countless ghosts dissipated directly. Tens of thousands of fierce ghosts will be replaced by others. Under the fierce attack of the ghost sea, they will be anxious and confused, and the worst will also consume the real yuan. But the guy in front of him is an alien. The terrible chaotic flames are so horrible that even the ten main spirits can't hold up for long.

Yang Fan's situation is not as optimistic as he thought. The chaotic fire can restrain ghosts, but the ten main ghost kings are not given for nothing. The ghost knife in his hand can't help falling. Every time he waved it, Yang Fan was shocked to vomit blood three liters. Then he knew why His eight ghost kings attacked others and almost broke the Zhenyuan shield and killed the other party directly.

Seeing that Mo Tianbo was bound by the Yanlong Law and could not be shaken, Yang Fan snorted coldly and raised his right foot and suddenly stamped down.

"Peng!" The ground with a radius of dozens of feet was all broken, and black magma appeared in the cracks. The high fire rose to the sky and swallowed up all the ghosts. The ten ghost kings also howled and shouted incessantly in the field.

At this moment, Mo Tianbo shouted wildly, and the Yanlong Law Order on his body was all shattered and cracked.

"Yang Fan, I'm going to smash you today!"

Mo Tianbo threw ten thousand ghosts into the air and roared, "Ten thousand ghosts!"

Based on ten ghost flags, ten ghost kings lie on the flag at speed, forming a tall ghost king, wrapped in heavy armor, fierce and murderous. Suddenly, the giant ghost took a big breath and took a breath of ghost inside, incorporating all the fierce ghosts around him into his stomach.

"Drink!" The ghost king roared, and all the ghosts lingering on his body broke out and became a huge ghost king ten feet tall.

Yang Fan's heart suddenly broke out. He really didn't expect Mo Tianbo to have this move.

Mo Tianbo laughed and said, "Yang Fan, I'm going to see how you die today!" When his mind moved, the ghost king roared repeatedly and killed the other party aggressively.

At the same time, he also took out a ghost claw in his hand and stroked Yang Fan fiercely.

The five evil spirits came first in an instant and hit Yang Fan's Zhenyuan shield and the ground.

"Wo..."

Yang Fan's body suddenly vibated and looked up. There was a dark evil spirit on the Zhenyuan shield, which was constantly devouring Zhenyuan, as if to dry the whole shield.

At the same time, the ghost king quickly waved the ghost knife flashed from top to bottom.

"Boom!" Under the blow of the ghost knife, there was a huge shock, and a crack several feet long appeared on the ground, bottomless.

Yang Fan narrowly avoided it, but he didn't expect that the ghost king's move was not over, and a new move came again. He waved a knife with his backhand, and the sharp light on his body soared across the air with a ghost roar.

"Roar!" Yang Fan shouted, kicked his feet, jumped into the air, turned his palms and summoned out the black dragon mirror, and shouted, "Mo Tianbo, go to hell!"

"Wai..." The huge dragon roar echoed in the whole ghost religion, and the huge body fell on the square, shocking everyone!

"Black Dragon!"

"Ancient mythical beast!"

"How can this be!"

The ghost disciples present were shocked one after another, exclaimed repeatedly, and hurried around.

If you don't escape from such a horrible scene, you are really a fool. Even the disciples who are more than a hundred feet away can't run fast.

The body of the black dragon is several times larger than that of the ghost king. It glanced back at the ghost king, and the dragon's tail suddenly patted it and flew it far away. The huge body of the ghost king knocked down on a temple and fell into the ruins.

Then, he looked up and roared, opened his mouth and spewed out a black dragon flame, covering Mo Tianbo's whole body, making him scream repeatedly.

Seeing that the opportunity could not be missed, Yang Fan flashed to the dragon's abdomen, cremated into a spear with chaos, and shot out with his hand.

"Puff!" Mo Tianbo's head was instantly penetrated by this spear, his face was unbelievable, and his whole body flashed into ashes.

Yang Fan snorted coldly and recalled the black dragon to walk forward. When he was about to pick up the storage bag, the scene in his eyes suddenly changed and became ethereal.

He was stared and only felt a flower in front of him, and thousands of people appeared around him at the same time. Looking around for a week, everyone has a pillar of light covering their body, covering them all in it, with a faint meaning of protection.

At this time, Yang Fan realized that he broke through the fantasy and returned to the nine heavens.

The first layer of the nine heavens is the illusion in which he was just immersive. Unlike the magic illusion of Jiedan, this illusion is extremely realistic, and even the one who was chopped by the ghost king is exactly the same. The most powerful thing is that he has never seen Mo Tianbo, and he will even appear an old man with a long beard, which is really unpredictable.

He looked at the dull crowd in the field and found that Ye Feng, Zhong Qu and others were here. Even Zhuo Peiting, the monk of the Huashen period, who he saw at that time, was also struggling in the fantasy and did not escape from the trap.

However, many people were swallowed up by the pillar of light and disappeared. I think there should be no danger, and the biggest possibility is to be transmitted out.

At the same time, there was an extra jade dish in his hand with the word "fantasy" written on it. I picked up the jade dish in my hand and couldn't guess a truth for a long time. I had to put it in my pocket first and then check it afterwards.

Yang Fan took two steps forward, walked out of the crowd, and came to the upper floor of a step.

This is an empty venue with three apertures on a platform, which is exactly the same as the aperture when you just entered. The difference is very different.

Choose one of three, it may be transmitted out, or it may reach the next level, or if you are lucky, it is not impossible to be transmitted to a secret place.

Yang Fan just hesitated for a moment and resolutely entered the aperture in the middle, and his figure flashed and disappeared in front of everyone.