Seeing Chen Fan, a demon king, speaking such arrogant words, the three Mahayana monks all twitched their faces and were speechless, but the spiritual treasures in their hands kept stimulating and motivating them.

The green sword energy, the sharp wind of the treasure fan, and the silver threads flying across the sky surrounded Chen Fan.

As for Chen Fan, he gave a long laugh and walked through the air. The scales outside his body flashed, and the Demonic Dragon Reverse Scale Armor was draped around his body. Except for the hands holding the soul-slaying demon blade, the remaining six arms danced wildly.

When he came out, the purple gold fists all over the sky contained infinite power, like a purple dragon soaring into the sky and crashing into the wind of the precious fan fist that flew in first.

There was a muffled sound of puff, puff, like a thunderous explosion. Hundreds of flashes were heard in succession. The sky-filled treasure fan's Gangfeng seemed to be torn apart and cracked. It was instantly relieved. The green light sword energy that followed was also a fist.

It collapsed, but the silver threads all over the sky tightened and tightened, shattering all the punches Chen Fan sent to the ground.

The old woman holding the staff's eyes lit up when she saw this, she opened her mouth and touched it, and a dazzling silver light shot out and was completely submerged in the silver thread.

Immediately afterwards, a harsh scratching sound was heard echoing in the air, and the silver threads all over the sky suddenly shrank, as if they wanted to be twisted into a thick rope, and Chen Fan was caught in it.

Chen Fan didn't panic, he freed up both hands and patted the scale armor on his body. A roar of the devil dragon rose up into the sky and rippled around. Countless dragon scale shadows sprayed out, as if wrapped into a spherical shell, and it converged with the

The silver thread touched violently.

"Zi la!"

A harsh buzz exploded, and sparks visible to the naked eye continued to bounce around the outside of the dragon scale ball shell. Those silver threads seemed to be stuck in the scales, and it became extremely impossible to restrain them.

Seeing this, the old woman holding the staff suddenly looked a little ugly. Her famous stunt was blocked by a few demons. No one else would look good.

It’s just that the changes in Yingang Silk are obviously not over yet!

The old woman surnamed Mu slapped the Tianling Cap, and a Nascent Soul with a similar face appeared.

The Nascent Soul was holding a string of wood-grained rosary beads and leaning against a spider-silk web treasure. With just a pinch, the spider-silk web treasure was activated by laser and merged with the silver threads all over the sky.

The next second, a dazzling silver fire was seen spraying out from the baby's mouth, flowing up the silk, and all the bundled silver steel threads were attached to the dazzling silver fire.

A burnt smell overflowed, and the dragon scale ball shell, which was in conflict with the silver steel silk without giving in, actually began to retreat steadily under the impact of the silver fire, and collapsed on its own after not holding on for a few breaths.

Come.

Chen Fan, who was in the dragon-scale spherical shell, uttered: "What a magical power!" Then he flicked his six arms and violently pulled out the thousands of silver fire gang threads, and a burst of purple-gold light unexpectedly appeared.

It turned into six vortexes and pushed out in response, violently sucking those silver fire gang silks into it as if they were free of money.

The purple gold vortex turned, and a crackling and roaring sound of collapse came from inside!

No matter how cleverly the silver fire fibers change, they cannot stop the crushing and grinding power of the swirling magic light.

When the Nascent Soul saw this, he gasped violently, and then with a sound, the sound waves spread. The silver fire threads that had been drawn into the vortex were like strumming the strings of a pipa, and there was a sudden change in the sound waves.

The twisted silver strings trembled and rippled, countless headache-inducing sounds came through my ears, and a feeling of irritability surged into my heart.

Chen Fan frowned, raised his hand and grasped it. A Nine Nether Demonic Spear appeared out of thin air. Black magic thunder roared around the gun. He grasped it and threw it. The purple-gold spear passed through the silk and went straight towards the Nascent Soul.

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"How brave!"

"Do you think the two of us are just decorations?"

The green-robed swordsman roared angrily, raised his finger, and a huge sword soaring into the sky appeared out of thin air. He slashed down with a swipe and slashed hard on the Nine Nether Demon Spear.

"boom!!!"

The sound of heaven and earth shattering!

The Mahayana sword cultivator slashed with all his strength, and the Nine Nether Demonic Spears exploded together, turning into two violent and scorching purple-green light balls that flashed in the air several times, and then set off boundless wind, and the impact filled the sky with silver.

The thread fluctuated violently.

Just as soon as the purple-green light ball that obscured their sight dissipated, the three Thunder Mahayana all stared, and saw that the eight-armed demon who was bound in silver threads actually had eight more handles similar to the ones before.

That same purple and gold spear.

The black magic thunder was raised again, and the devil's mouth was full of mockery, as if he was saying: "If you can block one, can you block these eight?"

Eight spears were fired in volley, the sky darkened, the terrifying thunder of the devil roared loudly, and the dazzling gun body pulled out eight afterimage trails in mid-air.

The only person targeted by the eight guns was the old woman Nascent Soul!

"Oh!"

The old woman screamed in surprise, and the Nascent Soul that was hanging above her head suddenly retracted her body. She didn't even bother to control the silver wires, and her figure flashed and turned into a silver stream of light and disappeared into the space barrier.

The remaining two Mahayana warriors all had frightened expressions on their eyes, and they also shot out in fear.

They didn't dare to take such a terrifying supernatural attack.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

Eight thunderous roars sounded, and the eight Nine Nether Demon Spears fell to the place where the old woman disappeared and exploded.

Everyone in the deep valley was attracted by this earth-shattering sound. When they looked up, they all had expressions of emotion and fear in their hearts.

I saw the eight purple-gold magic light melting balls, like a scorching sun falling into the mortal world, melting the thick and extraordinary spiritual space barrier into a silver hole.

The old woman surnamed Mu was exposed in the middle of the hole, with a face full of fear, words and spells in her mouth, and she threw several treasures in front of her, while she herself glowed with red light outside her body and transformed.

It is a crystal spider with eight legs and six eyes covered in silver spots.

The silver-spotted spirit spider sprayed out a ball of extremely thick silver thread from its mouth and wrapped itself into a cocoon. At the same time, its eight legs contracted to wrap itself into a ball, and it also used an octagonal exquisite mirror to protect it outside the body.

All these changes only evolved in the blink of an eye. When the purple-gold ball of light blasted out of the old woman's body, all that was seen was the destructive purple-gold energy breaking through the silver hole, as if it had penetrated the entire barrier of the spiritual world.

Like a hole!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When the purple-gold ball of light shrank smaller and smaller until it annihilated and dissipated by itself, all the magic weapons and spiritual treasures wrapped in the cocoon had disappeared without a trace.

No trace.

Even the silver silk insect cocoon was also there at this moment, with only a few strands left, hanging sparsely in twos and twos like rags from the body of the eight-legged spirit spider.

However, the silver-spotted spirit spider was obviously not in the right state. At this moment, it seemed to have fallen into a suspended animation hibernation. No matter how many calls the other two Mahayana called, it did not move at all. Then it fell with a buzzing sound and fell out of the silver space.

The hole was broken, falling like a meteor into the deep valley below.

Only Chen Fan knew that this was a normal reaction after forcibly receiving his own Soul Demonic Spear!

I am afraid that at this time, the soul of the old woman surnamed Mu has already been completely wiped out by the impact of the soul carried by the Nine Nether Demon Spear.

"Friend Mu Dao!"

The green-robed swordsman and the white-browed Mahayana exclaimed in surprise. Just as they were about to rescue the falling silver-spotted spirit spider, they saw two tall figures with surging auras rushing in front of them. They punched hard and forced both of them to the ground.

People took action one after another to resist.

And it was Chen Fan's two puppets of [Jia] and [Luo] Saint Ancestor that intercepted these two people!

"You two, please greet my two puppets first!"

"Hahaha!"

There was a harsh demonic sound in my ears. When I looked back, I saw the purple-gold demon who was trapped in the silver thread. Without the restraint of the silver thread, he suddenly broke through the obstacle and walked through the air. The thunder shadow

Flashing wildly, it flew towards the whereabouts of the silver-spotted spirit spider.

In a scroll of purple and gold residual images, Chen Fan actually put the spirit spider transformed by the old woman named Mu into a storage orb in front of the two Mahayana men.

This storage orb is unlike the spirit beast bead or the Dao Weapon bead. Living things cannot be collected into it. All living things carrying the aura of the soul will be excluded when they enter it.

In this way, the silver-spotted spirit spider was absorbed into it, which was enough to prove that the old woman named Mu had lost her soul and was completely dead.

Otherwise, this spirit spider wouldn't be so stiff that it showed no signs of moving.

Of course, seeing this horrifying scene, the two Lei Ming Mahayana's scalps went numb!

The old woman surnamed Mu obviously had her physical body intact, so why did she die so strangely?

What kind of magical means is this?

It can actually kill these Mahayana people invisibly!

The more they thought about it, the more frightened they felt, so much so that even their Taoist hearts were almost unsteady!

"Friend Qingxuan! This demon is invincible!"

"It's better to move quickly!"

After fighting with the two puppets of the Holy Ancestor in front of him for a while, the white-browed Mahayana among them threw the painting fan in his hand, and it turned into an overwhelming long scroll scroll that was covered with a silver light.

Internalizing the space, the two puppets were caught off guard and taken into it at the same time.

And he himself made a secret to escape into the air, with a flash of silver light outside his body, and he ignored the treasure of the painted fan to stay in place to trap the enemy. He himself activated a ten-thousand-mile teleportation talisman and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When the green-robed sword cultivator saw this, his face also darkened, and his body transformed into spiritual light and merged into the green flying sword that was swimming around his body. Then the sword roared and shot straight into the sky. After a few flickers, it disappeared without a trace.

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When inside the long scroll, there were suddenly several roaring and violent explosions, and the silver light flashed and shattered, the two Saint Ancestor puppets punched violently, and the treasure burst out from the inside, destroying the treasure.

Go and get out of trouble completely.

As for Chen Fan, after putting away the remains of the old woman named Mu, he glanced at the direction in which the two thunderous Mahayana were escaping, smiled contemptuously, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Then he took out a bottle of elixir to replenish mana, poured it into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it all, then summoned two puppets to stick behind him.

I saw the two Saint Ancestor puppets raising their hands and placing their palms on Chen Fan's shoulders. A strong force of true demon poured into his body. The mana of the soul that had been completely consumed by the Nine Nether Demon Spear began to flow like this.
To be continued...