The ghostly sounds in the fog make people feel even more helpless.
This is not only because everyone's martial arts will is not perfect enough, but also because the power of strange laws contained in it suppresses everyone.
Even the elders of the Holy Land felt the pain and helplessness deep in their hearts.
This kind of power is growing rapidly, making everyone feel uneasy.
"hateful!"
Elder Bingxuan roared angrily, and the icy cold energy in his body exploded, completely annihilating the surrounding flames.
Although this method has prevented the spread of poisonous gas to a certain extent, the previous explosion of poisonous mist with the power of fire has caused many people to fall into a state similar to an illusion, hoping to restore their sanity.
, not that simple.
"Ah, pain, what on earth is this? Ghosts keep appearing in my mind. Am I entering hell?"
"These ghosts, get out of here, get out of here! Ah!"
The painful roars continued, causing the surrounding monks who were not deeply poisoned to panic.
Although they relied on their own foundation and aura to block the invasion of the poisonous mist to a certain extent, at this moment, the monks around them fell to the ground one after another, showing various ferocious faces, and it was difficult for them not to be affected.
"Master Ye Fan, what on earth is going on and what should we do?"
Chang Daoqin was just a formation mage, and his own defense ability was extremely poor, while Ye Fan only had the cultivation level of the second level of transcending tribulation, so he felt that Ye Fan himself could not protect himself.
This feeling that no one could protect him made Chang Daoqin fall into despair.
His body was shaking constantly and he almost fell to his knees.
But looking at Ye Fan next to him, he looked stern and showed no sign of panic, which shocked Chang Daoqin.
After all, Ye Fan's cultivation level is too low. According to general theory, he should be the most profoundly affected by the fog at the moment. Why does it seem like he is not affected?
"I have the cultivation level of the seventh level of transcending tribulation, but Ye Fan only has the second level of transcending tribulation. How did he do it?"
Chang Daoqin couldn't understand Ye Fan's performance in front of him, but his heart was still firmer. This at least showed that Ye Fan's strength was far beyond his estimate. In this way, he might be able to protect him.
"There are ten statues around!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan said coldly.
"Ten statues?"
Chang Daoqin has no idea what Ye Fan is talking about. Even if there are ten statues, what does it have to do with the current situation?
"Master Ye Fan, aren't you in trouble?" Chang Daoqin couldn't help asking Ye Fan.
Faced with Chang Daoqin's question, Ye Fan did not respond. He was now looking intently at the ten statues behind the surrounding fog.
Each of these ten statues looks like a ghost of the King of Hell, which is very terrifying.
In Ye Fan's opinion, these ten statues are the source of strange laws.
"ah!"
Finally, some monks couldn't bear the horrific scenes before them, and the torture to their own minds actually killed themselves with a knife.
"this……"
Seeing this situation, Elder Huoyun frowned and became angry. He did not expect that these people were so mentally disturbed that they could actually make his geniuses commit suicide.
"Zizzizi!"
The ghost sounds around them became more and more powerful, and many other monks fell into extreme pain, and the scenes of some monks committing suicide were also transmitted to their minds, which made them even more unable to extricate themselves, and even thought that suicide was the only way out.
Way.
"I...I don't want to live anymore!"
Many other geniuses shouted out, their voices heartbreaking, as if there was no way out.
"Well……"
There were a lot of sweat beads on Ye Fan's forehead. Not only did he have to fight against these ghostly sounds, but he also had to find the secrets of the ten statues. Doing two things at once was very draining on him.
"Senior Brother Chang, activate the formation immediately to protect my soul!"
"yes!"
Hearing Ye Fan's command, Chang Daoqin felt excited, which meant that Ye Fan was about to take action.
Chang Daoqin opened the formation instantly, and a series of spiritual talismans appeared around Ye Fan. These spiritual talismans all emitted spiritual light, constantly protecting Ye Fan's mind.
In this way, Ye Fan's pressure to fight against those ghost sounds was greatly reduced.
"Lingxi horn!"
Ye Fan sacrificed the Spirit Horned Rhinoceros, and combined with the power of his own eyes, he penetrated the surrounding foggy space and reached the ten statues.
"Zizzizi!"
The statue of Yama sensed the power of Ye Fan's spiritual thoughts and immediately began to fight back.
Layers of dark light curtains appeared around them, which began to reflect Ye Fan's spiritual detection.
"hateful!"
Ye Fan did not expect that the reaction of these statues would be so sensitive. Someone must have made a defensive design.
The seals of ghosts and Buddhas were emitted from the ten statues at the same time. Ye Fan's spiritual thoughts had no way to detect the arrangement of laws inside them.
"Master Ye Fan..."
As a formation master, Chang Daoqin's own sensitivity is naturally beyond that of ordinary people. He has felt that Ye Fan's spiritual thoughts have been greatly suppressed and it seems difficult to exert their effect.
Ye Fan had no time to respond to him and circulated the great wild fire in his body.
"Hula la!"
The Great Wilderness Divine Fire erupted, and Ye Fan was surrounded by flames. Even Chang Daoqin did not dare to approach.
With the blessing of the power of the Great Wilderness Divine Fire, Ye Fan's vision has reached a higher level.
"The sword of wisdom breaks all laws!"
Ye Fan waved the phaseless sword in his hand, and the endless sword energy directly attacked the defensive light curtains around the ghosts and Buddhas.
"Click, click, click!"
Under the powerful offensive of Zhijian, those light curtains were shattered one after another.
"There are sword shadows—Ten Phase Shura!"
This is a super powerful sword move that Ye Fan realized by himself. It is the energy crystallization of Beichen's Seven Swords.
"Zizzizi!"
A magnificent sword energy is the combination of Beichen's seven swords, and then splits into ten sword shadows, each sword shadow is a clone of Ye Fan.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
The sword shadows came one after another, reaching directly towards the ten statues.
"Boom!"
"Click, click, click!"
In the blink of an eye, ten statues were shattered at the same time, and the surrounding fog dispersed.
"Ah? What happened? The fog has cleared!"
"Who has such power that can dispel the fog?"
"This is so awesome. Even the elders can't deal with the fog. Can anyone actually dispel it?"
For a moment, everyone was shocked. The fog and ghostly sounds that had made them miserable just now dissipated, and the surrounding space gradually appeared.
"ah……"
When they saw the ten broken statues in the distance, everyone had a look of horror on their faces. Were those ten statues the source of their pain?
"It's terrible, the fragments of law in these statues!"
Even several elders shook their heads, not daring to look directly at him!