The terrifying howling sounds were more than the tiger's roar and penetrated into the bone marrow. It was even more shrill than the wolf's howling. In an instant, it was from top to bottom and spread across all the huge area, hundreds of feet in a range of ripples and ripples.

Soul-Devouring Howl!

The tangible sound waves spread far away, but Zhang Fan was the first to suffer.

The sound of ghosts cries. It is like a little wave in the sea that is destroyed, instantly drowned by the sound waves and is no longer heard. It is the last cry of a large number of ghosts in this soul-devouring howl.

They are not made invisible. After all, the souls of humans and beasts need to be the origin to be born. This is like extracting their pillars. How can they not be annihilated?

The sound wave propagated to the extreme at a speed, and instantly crossed a distance of about a hundred feet and hit Zhang Fan.

Just at this moment, a strange color flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes. He stood upright and did not move. But he held it, and the nine-colored light flashed and flew away. Then the sound waves completely submerged him like real waves.

The whole person stood stiffly, and his eyes lost their spirits, all of which were confused, as if they were empty.

Strangely, although the sound waves kept rippling, there was no resistance on his body, and there was no trace of the soul escaping. It seemed that he was an empty shell, but the soul-devouring howled so much, how could he pull out another soul in the empty space?

"Sister Buzi!"

"clever!"

The Ku Taoist was confined in the Nine Fire Dragon Ball, as if he was swallowed into the belly by the ancient dragon. Even if he tried his best, he could not get rid of it, let alone the mere soul-devouring howl, which naturally had no effect on him. After watching the whole process, he couldn't help but praise him loudly.

Generally speaking, there are only two ways to deal with the Soul-Devouring Howl.

It is a force to resist. Needless to say, as long as the soul-devouring demon itself is not strong enough to shake the soul, it will ignore it.

The second is to rely on soul-fixing magic weapon to protect the soul. This kind of magic weapon is a bit rare. It is not about the difficulty of refining, but about the spiritual objects that can withstand the soul.

Chen Yun's soul is probably no longer in his body. He is just a shameful person, so he is naturally not afraid. The master who hides in the dark and has a vague voice must have used this kind of soul-superior magic weapon.

That kind of thing. How could an ordinary immortal cultivator spend a lot of effort to prepare without grievance? After this, Zhang Fan might have one on him, but now, it is obviously not available.

From this point of view, it seems that I can only resist?

Even the Daoist, Zhang Fan will definitely resist. Otherwise, he would not remind Zhang Fan to concentrate and calm down again and again.

Unexpectedly, when the Soul-Devouring Howling was truly reached, Zhang Fan made an unexpected move.

Hunyuan Ball!

Zhang Fan's entire soul actually escaped into the Hunyuan Ball at that critical moment.

It was this move that made the Ku Taoist amazed.

Blind spot!

The Soul-Devouring Howl targets the soul, and in fact there is a third method to deal with it.

If you don’t resist, you can still avoid it!

Zhang Fan has no soul in his body, so what's wrong with letting it catch it?

The Soul-Devouring Demon's howl lasted for three breaths. After three breaths, it pushed away like a tide. In the air, the Soul-Devouring Demon's huge body was also held back, as if it had exhausted its strength.

Then, the huge sound of inhaling echoed within a range of hundreds of feet, as if hundreds of whales were floating on the surface, and its body quickly swelled up again as if hundreds of whales were visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, the Soul-Devouring Demon never saw any skill in his attack, and he wanted to make a second howl.

Unfortunately, the sky is not beautiful, and its howl can only be left for the next life.

The howling ripples had just receded, and a touch of spirit suddenly appeared in Zhang Fan's eyes, from extremely dark and low to gorgeous and dazzling in a blink of an eye, as if two bright lights were polished in a dark quiet room.

"open!"

The tongue burst into spring thunder. The arm swung under the sword energy, and the punishment broke through the sky.

Thunder is not enough to describe its speed, and the sky collapse cannot fully demonstrate its momentum. The sword energy swept across. The sound of the soul-devouring demon inhaling in the air suddenly stopped.

The crack appeared from the crack, and then thousands of fine sword energy came out, without even the time to scream. In an instant, it was divided into countless parts.

At this time, the fierce and invincible sword energy had gone far away, and in the sky, there was a sound of detonation; on the ground, a deep ditch broke out, and it was straight towards Chen Yun's place, and it slashed hard.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you,"

Chen Ying's eyes were extremely crazy, his face was stiff and ferocious, and he was still muttering three unchanging words. He was a grand master of Killing Dan. He couldn't even say a word that was completed without repeating. Isn't it sad!

However, his actions had nothing to do with his words. Almost as the sword energy came, his fat body suddenly flew backwards, not being chopped away, but suddenly burst out with the strongest force to avoid its sharp edge.

This ten thousand-foot sword energy comes from the ten thousand-sword map and is controlled by Zhang Fan. Naturally, it is impossible for him to avoid it so easily, bringing out a terrifying wave of air. The sword energy follows closely behind, the whistling sound is shocking, its momentum is fierce, and the artistic conception of moving forward is fully revealed.

"puff!"

The blood mist suddenly spurted out from Chen Gu's mouth. As soon as it appeared, it condensed a large amount of water vapor, turned into thousands of blood and ice needles, and swarmed towards the sword energy densely, layer by layer, and in an instant.

"Natural essence and blood!"

Zhang Fan looked at all this with a deep face. Although he had known that this sword energy should not be killed, Chen Yun did not expect that this method would be used to survive the sadness.

Although this sword energy burst out from the creative seeds of the ancient sword cultivator, Zhang Fan was not the sword cultivator himself after all, and it was difficult to activate all the power inside in an instant. Naturally, the power could not be compared with the power of the ancient sword cultivator who could break all the laws with one sword.

Even the Golden Source Sword Qi is better than it in terms of instant explosive power.

However, even the Jinyuan sword energy was still with the cooperation of Chen Gu's sneak attack on the back that day, and he killed the Yin-Yang monster with one sword, but today there was no such good opportunity.

According to Zhang Fan's idea, even if Chen Yun cannot be killed, he will be injured and unable to continue to stop him. Zhang Fan's purpose is not to fight against the ancient remnants, but to save his grandfather.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yun used his natal essence and blood to display his magical powers and forcibly wiped out the sword energy.

If you do this, although it will not have much impact on your combat effectiveness now, it will be difficult to return to your old view if it doesn’t take a few years in the future.

At this time, Zhang Fan found that he still took it for granted. At this time, Chen Gu was no longer the master of Killing Dan who was a little clear-headed person, but just a shameless toy in the hands of others. How could the other party be stingy with blood?

"Hehe!"

"So amazing. You can play for a while!"

The erratic sound echoed in the sky again.

"Play!!!"

The anger appeared on Zhang Fan's face and his chest. It seemed like there was a ball of it.

In the distance, the sword energy collapsed with a loud bang. The scattered sword energy plowed out densely and countless tiny cracks on the ground, as if thousands of knives were slashed across it.

Unfortunately, this was useless. Zhang Fan saw with his own eyes that Chen Gu's fat body slowly rose up in the dust and looked over from afar, his ferocious face was vaguely.

At the same time, a large number of ghosts emerged again, from heaven to earth. It seemed like the old view, everything before was in vain.

The thighs were depressed and instantly filled Zhang Fan's chest, which made him almost unable to breathe.

If it were in the past, he could fight and retreat and move around in every way, and always find out the opponent's flaws and kill them in one fell swoop, but now,

"grandfather!"

Deep in the market, the last sound of explosion sounded, and then he returned to silence. Only ghost crying echoed, and no one else could say, as if the last resistance was ruthlessly extinguished.

“So this way,”

A look of confusion finally appeared on Zhang Fan's face.

"What should I do?"

Chen Ying's figure quickly came to his body, and the ghost slowly surrounded him. Even if he erupted with a terrifying blow, it would be useless to repeat the scene a moment ago.

Just when he was confused and at a loss, scenes suddenly flashed through Zhang Fan's mind.

More than twenty years ago, after he was born, he traveled through time and had all kinds of past lives. He was depressed and childless. His grandfather tried to please him in every way, acted as a cow and played a clown, just to smile at his grandson;

On the eve of the entry, the wind and rain were in turmoil. In order to make his life relaxed, my grandfather risked to enter the mine in the rain. He returned soaked and put a few spirit stones in front of his grandson, all of which was full of satisfaction.

The genius Zhang Lie passed away, but he was still proud of his poor and destitute. He never bowed his head and asked for his grandson's future, but he did not hesitate to tear off his old face and bow his back;

What is the hard work of life? No regrets, no desires or demands, but I hope Sun Chenglong!

A hundred days of foundation building. After practicing for a small success, my grandfather danced and his blushed smile was still in his eyes

Immediately, my grandfather's smile was replaced by the ghost in front of me, and he cried and howled, and swarmed up.

Zhang Fan felt a pain in his heart, and he whistled to the sky, sadness and madness soared into the sky.

At the same time, a ball slowly floated up from his hands.

Inside the ball is empty, only the dazzling golden flames as big as beans are burning and swaying quietly. In this yin environment, it seems so inconspicuous and fragile, as if a little bigger wind can extinguish it.

The third level of heaven, the last level, the golden flame of the sun!

Zhang Fan clenched his palms suddenly, and his spiritual power suddenly burst out, and he shouted:

"Her old man, help me!"

The voice fell into the net. The flames as big as beans in the triple heaven seemed to be stimulated, suddenly burst into flames, instantly turning into a golden sea of ​​fire, filling the entire catty. The triple heaven even lit a little Mars, protruding out, and it was blazing and violent, as if it could burst out at any time.

At this time, the three heavens are like the most dazzling golden beads in the mortal world. The difference is that they are not only gorgeous, but also represent endless destruction.

A desolate sigh came out of Zhang Fan's body. Then, an extremely powerful spiritual consciousness suddenly burst out. It surged and merged with Zhang Fan's own spiritual consciousness and penetrated into the third heaven.

In an instant, the golden flame dripped into the sky, burning everything.

The three heavens in Zhang Fan's palm suddenly dimmed. Instead, they were bright golden colors all over their body.

The golden flame of the sun was just a thin layer at the beginning, as if the afterglow of the sun was faintly dyed. In a flash, it burned violently and soared into the sky, like a huge golden torch, declaring its existence to the heaven and earth.

Zhang Fan in the flames was like a golden armored war god, with a terrifying aura constantly rising. At the same time, a sun wheel appeared silently behind his head. During this period, three golden crows emerged and stood proudly in the sun wheel.
To be continued...