Chapter 849: Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghosts Formation
"Seeking death!" Zhan Yufeng turned around and roared angrily, then made a fist with his right hand and punched Feng Fan. A huge fist shadow rushed towards Feng Fan. Because the fist shadow moved very quickly, it let out a low cry.
The air ripped apart, and the space along the way seemed to be distorted.
Feng Fan's body swayed and moved one foot to the side. The shadow of his fist actually drew a strange arc in the void and rushed towards Feng Fan's new position. Seeing that he could no longer dodge, Feng Fan quickly swung his hand with one hand.
A huge sword transformed from the Heaven-Destroying Pearl was slashed from the sky.
The giant sword flashed with cold light, emitting a strange stream of light, and slashed hard on the shadow of the fist. The violent power surged in all directions, sweeping away in all directions. The entire arena seemed to be boiling, and thousands of rays of light flashed violently.
People's true energy continues to gush out, endless power swarms out, and the surrounding restrictions emit waves of fluctuations.
Next, Feng Fan relied on two special ancient treasures, the Teleport Bead and the Heaven-Destroying Bead, and fought with Zhan Yufeng. Whenever Zhan Yufeng locked Feng Fan and attacked him, Feng Fan would teleport away.
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Even if it is a large-scale attack, Feng Fan will calmly defend with the help of the Sky-Destroying Pearl. As soon as Zhan Yufeng stops, he will be attacked by Feng Fan with lightning speed. The consequence of this is that Feng Fan is consuming his limited spiritual consciousness.
Under the premise of not having true essence, Zhan Yufeng’s spiritual consciousness and true essence were depleted hugely!
After a stick of incense, the gloomy-looking Zhan Yufeng made a hand gesture with his hands. Countless ripples swarmed out, and countless skulls instantly appeared around him. Under the guidance of Zhan Yufeng's hands, the skulls quickly rotated and formed according to a certain trajectory.
A large formation was formed. "Boy, let's taste the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghosts Formation!" Apart from countless skulls, Feng Fan, who could no longer see the surrounding scene, heard Zhan Yufeng's sinister laughter in his ears.
Zhan Yufeng just set up a magical formation called the "Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghosts Formation". This kind of formation can be set up instantly, which can not only surround the opponent, but also defend. But this kind of formation can be set up instantly.
The magic circle that comes out is only effective for monks whose strength is equal to or lower than that of the one who set up the formation. For monks whose strength is higher than that of the one who set up the formation, this kind of magic circle will have no effect and will be defeated instantly.
One of the biggest advantages of this kind of array is that the one who sets it up can trap and kill the opponent or withstand the opponent's sharp attack while consuming very little real energy and spiritual consciousness.
At this time, Zhan Yufeng, who had lost a lot of his true energy and spiritual consciousness, realized that it was impossible to defeat his opponent in a short time, so he set up this kind of magic circle in order to consume Feng Fan's true energy and spiritual consciousness as quickly as possible, so as to defeat his opponent in a short time.
Defeat Feng Fan after his true energy and spiritual consciousness are exhausted.
Countless skulls rotated rapidly around Feng Fan, making various terrifying sounds, including screams, roars, and low groans. At a certain moment, a huge ghostly face appeared above Feng Fan, which was full of blood and looked like
Extremely ferocious.
The ghost face opened its bloody mouth, and a huge red ball of light fell straight down from Feng Fan's head like a dark cloud. Halfway towards Feng Fan, the red ball of light exploded and turned into countless blood as it shook.
The blades surged toward Feng Fan like an overwhelming force.
Feng Fan destroyed the Dzi Bead with one hand, and a silver light condensed crazily. A silver shield rose into the sky and skyrocketed at the same time. "Crack, crack, crack..." Countless blood blades hit the silver shield, and the two intertwined.
, blood mist filled the air, exuding a heaven-shaking aura. The shield was shrinking rapidly, and the blood blade was also dissipating rapidly. After several breaths of collision, the two disappeared almost simultaneously.
The ghost face opened its mouth, and a bloody knife came out of the body and rushed towards Feng Fan. The Dzi-Destroying Pearl flashed, and a silver flying sword soared into the sky like flowing clouds and flowing water. With a "boom" sound, the blood knife and the flying sword met and fired.
A towering light.
Under the flash of spiritual light, the two were at a stalemate for a moment. The grimace opened his mouth, and a ball of blood mist spattered down, and was swallowed up by the blood knife. The blood knife glowed brightly, as if it was a bloodthirsty beast, with an imposing manner.
The skyrocketing force forced the flying sword to slowly descend, threatening to knock down the silver flying sword. After the ghost face sprayed out this mass of blood mist, not only did the size shrink a little, but the color also became darker, making him look a little sluggish.
Depressed.
Feng Fan raised his hand and pointed, and a thumb-thick cyan light flashed away, and was then absorbed by the Heaven-Destroying Pearl. The ancient treasure suddenly became aura, and a silver-white light beam spurted out, rushing toward the silver flying star like a meteor shower.
Sword. The moment this beam of light was swallowed up by the silver flying sword, the flying sword glowed brightly, stopped falling, and was in a stalemate with the blood sword again.
Feng Fan opened his five fingers, and the five black magic beads rushed towards the ghost face in the air like rolling thunder. When the black magic beads were close to the ghost face, they exploded directly, and a sound that shocked the world came out, and violent power surged out one after another.
Then it swept towards the ghost face. The ghost face trembled violently and disappeared directly under the blow of huge power. The bloody knife that was fighting with the flying sword also turned invisible the moment after the ghost face disappeared.
The surrounding formation trembled, and countless skulls began to transform. Some familiar faces of Feng Fan appeared one after another. The "monks" who had been killed by Feng Fan rushed towards Feng Fan and launched various attacks. What shocked Feng Fan was,
The attack power of these "monks" was exactly the same as when they were killed by Feng Fan.
Feng Fan pointed at the Dzi-Destroying Pearl, and a white light mask emerged instantly, completely covering Feng Fan without any gaps. "Chi Chi Chi Chi..." accompanied by countless dull sounds.
When it came out, the white light shield trembled slightly under the frenzied attacks of many "monks" around it. In addition to the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, the surrounding area was also filled with various terrifying screams, making this area like purgatory!
"It will be difficult for Cheng Haoxuan to win this time. After all, the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghosts Formation is an extremely powerful formation. Even if Cheng Haoxuan relies on high-level skills and those two special ancient treasures to exert the same strength as Senior Brother Zhan, he will still be doomed.
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"Yes, the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghosts Array seems to be a nightmare for monks of the same level and lower levels. Every monk of the same level and lower levels trapped inside will eventually be unable to escape the fate of having their true energy and spiritual consciousness exhausted and be defeated or killed.
Kill."
"This time we want to see how Cheng Haoxuan resolves this crisis."
"It is really Cheng Haoxuan's misfortune to meet Senior Brother Zhan!"
"Even if Cheng Haoxuan has several God-replenishing pills and countless crystal jades, he will not be able to use up Senior Brother Zhan in the end. After all, Senior Brother Zhan's current consumption of true energy and spiritual consciousness is less than one-tenth of Cheng Haoxuan's."
"It's good for a small peak-level monk in the middle stage of Dacheng to reach this point. Wanting to defeat Senior Brother Zhan is simply wishful thinking!".
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When Feng Fan was trapped in the formation of ghosts and ghosts, there were waves of discussion around the arena.
"Boy, admit defeat. You cannot defeat this Ten Thousand Ghosts Array. Unless you can exert a strength higher than that of a peak-level monk in the early stage of perfection, you will be trapped in it forever until your true energy and spiritual consciousness are exhausted.
.Once that time comes, you may even be killed by mistake, and you can’t blame me!” After a stick of incense, a slightly impatient Zhan Yufeng stood outside the formation and shouted magically.
"Hey, do you think your broken formation can trap me?" Feng Fan's mocking voice came from within the formation.
"Boy, since you are so arrogant, just die inside." Zhan Yufeng roared angrily, and with one-handed seal, the attacks in the formation became even faster.
When Feng Fan in the formation just heard the words "Unless you can exert a strength higher than that of a peak-level monk in the early stage of perfection", his heart moved. If he uses that soul card, he will exert a strength higher than his own strongest.
The strength of a monk of one and a half levels will definitely be able to defeat this array of ghosts and ghosts.
With this in mind, Feng Fan turned his left hand after taunting Zhan Yufeng. As a flash of green light suddenly appeared in Feng Fan's hand, there was a black token. There was a golden word "soul" engraved on the token.
There is an amazing aura emanating from this word.
As the difficult and difficult spell came out of Feng Fan's mouth, his body trembled violently, and a look of pain appeared on his face. Feng Fan blew out a breath of essence at the black token, and his complexion instantly became extremely pale.
The moment the black token was contaminated with essence, the black light suddenly flourished, emitting countless evil auras. These evil auras became thicker and thicker, quickly surrounding Feng Fan.
Feng Fan quickly changed several strange spells with his other hand, and the evil spirit of the token became stronger, making a low buzzing sound like a monster about to wake up.
In a very short period of time, the black light completely dissipated, and Feng Fan's originally pale face suddenly turned extremely rosy due to the huge amount of energy he sprayed out, as if he had taken some miraculous medicine and instantly returned to his peak state.
Relying on the Soul Card, Feng Fan instantly temporarily raised his cultivation level to the initial level of the early stage of perfection, and could attack or defend three times before falling to the peak level of the middle stage of Dacheng.
If Feng Fan controls his strength to one and a half levels higher than himself, and adds in the increase of half a level from the Heaven-Destroying Pearl, Feng Fan will be able to exert a strength equivalent to that of an initial-level monk in the later stage of consummation!
Feng Fan put his hands together, and as the Dzi-Destroying Pearl above his head shone, a silver-white light group appeared in his hands. When Feng Fan's mind moved, the true energy in his body rushed into the light group like a tide.
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With one finger of Feng Fan's hand, the ball of light rose into the sky and suddenly turned into countless small swords. The surrounding sword energy was like waves, emitting a brilliant cold light, and its momentum was extremely fierce. Feng Fan's mind moved, and countless small swords turned into
A brilliant white glow shot out and swept towards the surroundings.
"Chichichichi..." When countless small swords met the surrounding skulls, the powerful impact caused the space to vibrate, and the huge power was released like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, and violent fluctuations filled the surrounding area.
And go.
The skull disappeared at an extremely fast speed, and disappeared after a few breaths. At the moment when the ghost array that was closely connected to Zhan Yufeng's body was defeated, Zhan Yufeng's body trembled violently, and water flowed from his mouth.
There was a little blood on his face, and his face became a little pale.
After defeating the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghosts Formation, the remaining dozens of small swords swarmed towards Zhan Whispering Wind unabated. A white light flashed in the void, strangling towards Zhan Whispering Wind like countless ferocious beasts.
"The strength of the initial-level monks in the late consummation period! Impossible..." Feeling the power emanating from more than a dozen small white swords, Zhan Yufeng screamed in fright, and then with a flick of his hand, a talisman suddenly appeared.
.Zhan Yufeng crushed the talisman in his hand, and a layer of light cyan light appeared around his body.
"Chichichichi..." As countless dull sounds came out, the light shield around Zhan Yufeng's body made of low-level heavenly talismans was trembling violently, and Zhan Yufeng inside the light shield
The color of the face and the mask became almost the same, and there was a strong suspicion flashing on it. When all the small swords turned invisible, the cyan mask became almost transparent, showing that the real energy inside it was almost exhausted.