The battlefield calmed down again, and there were too many turning points in this battle.

"The skills of these people are related to death, but not all death..."

Tang Fan frowned more and more as he looked at the huge black clouds in the sky and the decaying figures emitting deathly.

Each of them is very terrifying. With the help of these dead auras, they did not emit any aura before.

Perhaps only Tang Fan could sense the fluctuations of soul power and a faint trace of fairy spirit from this dead aura.

This aura is similar to that of a ghost cultivator!

Tang Fan did not have many surprises about this.

When he encountered Feng Buzheng before, he had already guessed from the magic he cast. The mysterious power behind it was probably related to the ghost cultivator.

"This soul power and the immortal spirit energy do not seem to be hidden intentionally, but... it is somewhat different from the ghost cultivator I know, but it is a bit like..."

Tang Fan thought of someone, and somehow he thought of someone!

He looked at the figures hidden under the dead aura, and his eyes flashed purple, activate the perspective function.

"ah!"

When Tang Fan's purple eyes passed through the death breath and saw the face under one of the black robes, he was so shocked that he took two steps back.

Westerners!

Among these people, some are blonde and blue-eyed Westerners!

"It's true, Western... Spirit Cultivator! Could it be... the Illuminati also participated? Or is the mastermind behind the scenes the Illuminati?"

After Tang Fan sensed the breath of these people before, he thought of Monica and the Spirit Cultivator, but he had not yet thought of the Light Society.

Could it be that my previous guess was wrong? They didn’t come from the Valhalla?

But if all this is dominated by the Light Society, then why did they destroy the Blood Holy Sect and why they killed themselves? This doesn’t make sense!

After all, the Light Society is far away in the West and does not have much connection with the Chinese Immortal Sect.

Tang Fan's eyes slowly swept across these people, and with the help of the purple eyes, he could see each of them clearly, and finally fell on a familiar face.

"It's this kid!"

Tang Fan was shocked again.

This person is Mes, the son of Vice President of the Illuminati, and Monica's suitor.

Tang Fan had fought with Mes, and the eagle-winged axe in the hands of the ghost cultivator's soul splitting was stolen from Mes!

"I seem to... understand!"

Tang Fan withdrew his gaze and glanced at Zhengyang Sect, as if he had found the answer.

He speculated that the Illuminati was not the mastermind, but some people inside the Illuminati, like the five major sects, were instigated by the Spirit Hall.

In this way, everything makes sense!

After Tang Fan figured it out, his eyes finally fell on an old man in the middle of the crowd.

This person is not a Westerner. You can guess from the four powerful guards standing beside him that he is the leader of these hundred strong men.

His breath gave Tang Fan a feeling that it was far beyond the realm of Transformation of Gods, and it looked similar to the ancestor of Tianhe.

I think it was him who just said.

"This person's aura is a bit familiar! Could it be..."

Tang Fan stared at the old man blankly, and somehow thought of Feng Buzheng again!

"Um?"

The old man suddenly lowered his head and looked at Tang Fan.

Although the two were far apart, he still sensed Tang Fan's peeping of himself.

"Hmph, I really underestimated you. No wonder they all bet on you!"

"It's a pity that in my eyes, you are still too weak! For you, we will break the rules once. Now, it's worth it!"

The old man murmured to himself, suddenly raised his right hand under the black robe and pointed at Tang Fan...

A large amount of black air spread out, turning into a black big hand, and grabbed Tang Fan hard!

Tang Fan felt that his mind was drawn by a force. He quickly activated his cultivation, and all kinds of luck in his body burst out at the same time, but he still couldn't resist the black big hand's request!

Just as he felt that his soul was about to be taken out and his body immediately collapsed, he snorted coldly and flew out of the Blood Holy Sect's formation.

"What's the point of bullying a child!"

A blood-colored hand soared into the sky and flew in an instant, colliding with the black hand.

"Bang!"

The black big hand collapsed and turned into a black mist again, slowly dispersing.

But the blood-colored hand turned into the appearance of the ancestor of Tianhe in the mist, not his blood dragon body.

Tang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. In the moment just now, he was infinitely close to death and could not resist!

He originally thought that with his cultivation level, he could already be among the strong in the immortal sect, but compared with this old man in black robe, it was much worse!

"Blood Chi, you have already given the inheritance to him. Do you still have the ability to fight me?"

The old man in black robe flew out and stood at the forefront of the crowd.

"Ha ha……"

The ancestor of Tianhe laughed loudly, and the laughter was like waves, touching the bloody sea of ​​clouds around him.

"You guys waited until now to take action. Do you think I'm weak?"

"Isn't it?"

"Yes, I am very weak now, but I am still not something you can fight against! I can destroy your clone and kill your true self!"

Tang Fan suddenly realized that no wonder he felt that the aura of the old man in black robe was so familiar.

It turns out that he is the real deity of the clone who was not formally sealed by the body!

If a clone can take over the body and seal it off, then how strong his deity should be!

Tang Fan secretly sweated for the ancestor of Tianhe. He was really a little scared now...

"You don't even think about how strong I am..."

As the ancestor Tianhe said, his aura suddenly became stronger, as if it merged with the blood mist around him and the entire Blood Holy Sect!

His image immediately became taller and exuded a domineering spirit!

Although the face of the old man opposite was hidden under the black robe, Tang Fan could see his seriousness. His judgment on the strength of the ancestor Tianhe was deviated...

Tang Fan suddenly understood why the ancestor Tianhe did not pass on all the inheritance to him. What he was waiting for should be the explosion at this moment!

"Blood Chi, you are already at your dying moment. Why bother to struggle? You can't change the things in this world, and he can't change them either!"

"Change your grandma and pretend to be a ghost. You think this emperor doesn't exist!"

Before the Tianhe Patriarch could speak, golden light emitted from the distance, and suddenly a ray of thunder shot out from it, and in an instant it landed beside the Tianhe Patriarch.

The thunder disappeared, and the thunder beast flew out of it.

The five-pointed star array gradually emerged from the sky, emitting a powerful thunderous meaning.

The old man in black robe stared at the Thunder Beast in a daze, looking a little surprised.

"His grandma, do you believe this emperor will kill you?"

The thunder beast stretched out its thunder-shining claws and pointed at the opposite side arrogantly.

"You...you are..."

"I don't like you watchdogs the most, I'll fuck you to death!"

The thunder beast did not give him a chance to speak, and turned into a thunder sword again, and shot straight to the lower body of the old man in black robe.

"Bang!"

However, the thunder beast was faster and the other party was faster. He rushed into the air and just passed through a black mist.

"You are that..."

The old man in black robe emerged from the void on one side, his face a little strange.

"You dare to hide. The only people I like about you can enjoy it!"

The Thunder Beast was dissatisfied and turned into thunder again, turned around and shot over again.

"Just the body of remnant soul..."

The old man in black robe shook his head and said disdainfully: "Destroy him!"

Immediately, two men in black robe flew out and spread their magic to attack the Thunder Beast.

"Okay, then let's do it together!"

The Thunder Beast didn't take it seriously and started fighting with the two of them in an instant.

"The rest of you, kill Tang Fan!"

The old man in black robe raised his hand and pressed towards the Blood Holy Sect.

Behind him, hundreds of strong men acted at the same time, and the murderous intent spread out was like a sharp sword.

Mes rushed to the front, and his new and old hatreds were counted together, and his speed was getting faster and faster.
Chapter completed!