Chapter 248 Save Strength

"The corpse puppet?" Yang Fan was stunned when he heard this. Hasn't the original corpse puppet of the demon ancestor been seriously injured? Does this one want to work hard?

The ancestor of Tianmo really has such a meaning. Because he was beaten into this virtue by Yang Fan, a monk in the Jindan period, the face of the Yuanying old monster who once dominated the world was really face.

As soon as he patted the body bag, the tall and strong man was right in front of him.

Yang Fan stood up from the ruins and muttered, "The ancestor of Heavenly Demons, has your own corpse puppet recovered?"

The demon ancestor roared angrily, "Don't talk nonsense and die!"

As soon as the words fell, the corpse puppet's feet suddenly stepped on it, and the ground suddenly burst open. The action quickly attacked the demon spirit, and his fists pierceed his chest and abdomen, and the sound of collision and bursting could not stop sounding. The demon was not willing to show weakness, and the two corpses suddenly fought together.

The devil's ancestor smiled on the side: "Kid, let's see where you are going to escape this time!"

In the wild soul wand in the wild rush of Zhenyuan, a tall and solid ghost condensed and formed, with about a hundred emerald Zhenyuan on his body.

Looking at these condensed ghost armies, Yang Fan narrowed his eyes and sneered coldly, "Whose ghosts are there?"

The demon spirit shouted loudly, shook away the other party's corpse puppet, turned his palm and offered the Huangquan flag casually.

"Hu..."

"Dong Dong..." The drums sounded all day long, knocking in the depths of the heart of the heavenly demon ancestors.

He was stunned and secretly said what a magic weapon it was. Thousands of heavy armored troops were presented in front of him. These guys were all fierce and murderous, surrounded one person and one corpse.

Yang Fan showed all the cards at this time. If he can't clean up the other party in this way, he has to prepare his own way out.

"Wow!" The horn of the charge sounded, and the heavy armored ghost army made a shocking cry, raised the halberd in their hands, and rushed to the two ancestors of Tianmo crazily.

The heavenly demon ancestor's eyebrows condensed, and the ghosts condensed from the dead soul staff rushed to the fierce ghost army one after another. The two collided with each other, and the shouts of fighting sounded incessantly.

According to strength, the ghost army in the Huangquan flag is not as good as the ghost transformed by the dead staff. But the ghost in the yellow spring flag is almost endless. As long as there is enough time, Yang Fan can compensate him for playing for a few years to see who can consume whom.

The two sides crossed their knees together, and it didn't take long for the advantages of the large heavy army to appear. The ghosts let each other cooperate and leave with one blow. They did not fight with them and roared at each other's ghost bodies. In less than dozens of breaths, the ancestor of Tianmo found something wrong. As long as there was a dead heavy armored sergeant in the field, he would turn into a soul and re-enter the flag. And the giant flag is pouring out new fierce ghosts endlessly. How can we fight if it goes on like this?

Black Dragon and Yang Fan were not idle to watch the play. Fireball and Yanlong couldn't help but fight, killing the ghosts on the field one by one, especially several fireballs spewed by the Black Dragon. As long as one hits the ghost, they will definitely die.

The Demon Ancestor is also using his powerful cultivation to kill the ghost army in the field, but those ghost troops can't be killed. If he wants to kill them with powerful spells, he is afraid that the real yuan will be consumed too much. Yang Fan, who is stared by the tiger, will find an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Under the dilemma, the ghosts in the field were killed, and only 20 or 30 were supported by hardships, making the heavenly demon ancestors frown.

"Where did this Yang Fan come from? How can the corpse puppet have its own magic weapon? It's incredible that it's still so powerful."

"Explosion..." As soon as the ancestor of Tianmo bit his teeth, the ghost condensed with Zhenyuan suddenly burst out, and the roar sounded everywhere. Countless ghosts re-entered the flag, and the new ghost army surged out again, which made Tianmo ancestor's scalp numb. Who can keep up with such a mana consumption? There are only about 40% of Zhenyuan left, and the serious injury has not healed, which is really a loss.

Thinking that it's not appropriate, let's wait until now.

"Yang Fan, I won't give up on this revenge!" After saying that, he collected the corpse and turned it into a black cloud and disappeared.

Yang Fan breathed a long sigh of relief, and there are few Zhenyuan left on the demon spirit. If he really wants to fight, the victory or defeat is really unknown.

Take back the black dragon and heavy army, and then let the two little guys come out.

"Master, did you kill that demon ancestor?" Yang Shiyun asked urgently.

Yang Fan shook his head and said, "No, I can't beat him, and he can't help me. However, everyone knows very well that no one has used the last trick. Those thousands of deputy generals were useless in this battle just to guard against him. The demon ancestor is indeed a character. His corpse puppet is very powerful and almost equal to the demon spirit.

"What about the demon ancestors that day?" Yang Hong asked.

"Let's go."

"Master, didn't you teach us to cut the grass without rooting, and the spring breeze blows again? Why don't you just kill him and let him go instead? Yang Shiyun was puzzled.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "It's not easy to kill the other party just with my current cultivation, and I can't do anything about it. The two sides can only take advantage of the people outside, so he chooses to retreat. Without a clear-headed person, his life will never last long. The Demon Ancestor knows this very well, so he chose to retreat. You will understand these truths in the future. Well, let's get ready and go out to meet these monks. It seems that the lava secret place is very lively. Maybe we can fish in troubled waters.

Yang Shiyun and Yang Hong looked at each other and smiled, and then got up and left the mountain cave with their master.

The sky is dark in the lava secret place, but there is a little more light and vitality than the nine secret place. At least it will not look too gloomy here.

Yang Fan and his two apprentices turned around in the sky for a while, and they saw barren mountains and wild mountains all around them. The trees were withered and yellow, and the land was full of yellow and black colors.

However, in such a land, there is a paradise-like existence.

In a mountain pass, green trees are very lush, grass is all over the earth, and some flowers of various colors are blooming.

When Yang Fan and the three found here, they were stunned by the beautiful scenery here. At first glance, they felt like they had known each other.

"Xiao Hong, is this a fantasy?"

Yang Hong took a look and said softly, "Master, the fantasy here is arranged in the same way as the fantasy we encountered in the nine secret world."

"Oh? And this thing?" Yang Fan silently paused and muttered, "Maybe we can meet acquaintances again."

Stepping on the green carpet paved with grass, the feeling from under the feet is very real, and even let people feel the elasticity of bending the grass under the boots. It is really incredible to be able to arrange such a fantasy.

Yang Fan also asked his little apprentice, and the answer he got was unsatisfactory. According to Yang Hong's description, if you want to arrange such a fantasy, you must at least have more than the disaster period, and you must have extraordinary achievements in the array, which is indispensable.

Several monks stayed in the pass, some of whom gathered together to talk, some of whom were alone in a corner, and even set up formations here to enter and recover.

It seems that this place is like a safe haven for monks to live and die outside, and you can avoid the limelight here.

Yang Fan saw that there was some hostility in the eyes of the other party, and some of them were ready to come to the other person at any time with their fists. There is resentment between each other, and there seems to be fear.

When these people saw Yang Fan's master and apprentice come in, they all swept it with their divine consciousness and found that they could not detect each other's cultivation. They all had points in their hearts. They knew that these three people used secret methods to restrain Zhenyuan and ignored them.

"Master! Look, isn't that Uncle Ye?" Yang Shiyun's eyes were very sharp, and he saw the existence of the night wind at a glance.

Yang Fan stared at it, hit the other party's sight, and smiled at each other.

"It seems that my divination is a little effective, and I really met an acquaintance."