roar--

Along with the roar of beasts, the bloody aurora became more and more weird. Everything swept by the aurora was frozen into bloody ice crystals.

Within ten thousand feet, the trees, land, and even some innocent blood demons were all frozen in ice crystals.

Ning Fan and others were trapped in the ice crystals and unable to move.

Once frozen, it will be difficult to escape even with half a step of practice.

Ning Fan's whole body was wrapped in black flames, twelve kinds of heavenly frost and earthly fire merged into one. The power of this demonic flame was completely comparable to the seventh-grade virtual fire.

Once the flames burn, all the ice crystals within ten thousand feet will melt.

The three puppets resumed movement, and Yu Chong'er also resumed breathing, but huddled in Ning Fan's arms. His teeth were trembling, but he gritted his teeth stubbornly and did not cry out.

In Yu Chong'er's consciousness, the power of the bloody aurora was so terrifying that the power of ice might have reached the level of ordinary cold energy.

Ice of this level was directly burned by Ning Fan's demonic fire, which shows how overbearing this demonic fire is.

It's also because Ning Fan doesn't have enough magic power to fully unleash the power of this fire. Otherwise...it will completely activate the power of this fire. No one who can refining the void would dare to take on this fire!

"How could he be so powerful...It's incredible..."

No matter how much Yu Zhong'er hated Ning Fan, he had to admit that Ning Fan's strength was undoubtedly strong.

That kind of strength is tempered by long-term dangers. When killing, his strikes are like lightning, his eyelids are not blinking, and he will never stop regardless of life or death.

And from the bottom of her heart, Yu Chong'er, as a desperate girl who was about to die, was suddenly rescued by a young man. She couldn't help but feel a little grateful and fond of Ning Fan.

She understands how to repay kindness.

Therefore, even though Ning Fan pressed his palm on her breasts, she blushed and did not resist.

"Can't leave."

Ning Fan's eyes were cold. Although he broke through the Aurora, he was caught up and surrounded by a group of monsters when it was frozen.

Looking at the dark shadow of the beast, feeling the aura that was so powerful that it shattered the space, Ning Fan did not explain too much to Yu Chong'er, but directly pointed out the Yin with one finger, making him unconscious and put it into the cauldron ring. His eyes were filled with war.

Taotian is about to fight a bloody battle with a group of monsters.

It is not difficult to refining the void with three heads and leave it to the three puppets.

The remaining gods can only be dealt with by themselves.

"Puppet, show up!"

Seven transformed god puppets and one black dragon refined corpse were all taken out at this moment.

Almost in unison, both sides launched a tidal wave of offensives in the next moment.

"Extract the soul! Fix the astrolabe, appear!"

Facing the monster tide, Ning Fan showed no fear. He grabbed it with five fingers and the soul of the earth moved. He was drawn into his body and his magic power increased again.

The fixed astrolabe was raised in the sky and turned into a huge star map, stretching for a hundred thousand miles, with 30,000 star lanterns, half of which were lit by Ning Fan.

Within the scope of the star map, the physical defenses of all blood monsters have been slightly weakened.

Under the starlight, the defense of the puppets, Ning Fan and everyone else rose to a terrifying level.

With the blessing of the starlight of the fixed astrolabe, the defense of any puppet is enough to withstand the attack of half-step refining.

And the starlight has the effect of reflecting enemy attacks.

Ning Fan's magic power became more and more powerful, and for the first time, he was able to use the fixed astrolabe like this.

In this way, this astrolabe is not only a defensive treasure, but also an extremely powerful auxiliary magic weapon, with a bright future.

roar!

One after another, the beasts roared, either frightened and angry, or screaming in agony.

Several desolate beasts who had half-stepped into the void were shocked to find that the power of their combined attacks was only enough to injure the puppets in the late stage of divine transformation, but not enough to kill them with one strike. This was too unreasonable.

In this way, these god-shaped puppets are not easily killed, but they can delay the demon tide a little.

The three Void-Refining Puppets, almost at Ning Fan's command, punched together, each of them knocked away three Void-Refining ferocious beasts, and immediately stood together.

The balance of the situation, at this moment...is balanced!

As Ning Fan's killings intensified, the balance began to tilt towards Ning Fan and others.

Fighting the nine-headed wild beast alone, Ning Fan still had the strength to sweep through Jian Nian.

His physical body is extremely powerful, and his fists can collapse mountains and rivers. In a few punches, four of the nine wild beasts were killed by him. Ning Fan was also hit by many attacks, but his body was broken and condensed, and he healed slightly.

In the sky above his head, there are five black stars suspended. The black starlight shrouds Ning Fan, faster than the avatar's self-healing speed!

The injuries caused by the wild beasts healed almost in a matter of breaths.

Ning Fan does not have millions of natal stars, so he cannot survive the siege of the Immortal Emperor.

But it is not difficult for five natal stars to survive being attacked by wild beasts!!

His eyes became colder and colder, and as soon as Mo Liu's distraction technique disappeared, the remaining five desolate beasts all died tragically.

At this time, there happened to be a puppet in the late stage of divine transformation that was beaten to pieces by a group of monsters. Ning Fan did not care about feeling sorry for the puppet, and rushed towards the 12 wild beasts that were besieging the puppet with even more murderous intent.

boom!

One punch to kill the late wild beast.

With one kick, he crushed the peak wild beast to death.

Of the 12 desolate beasts, 8 were instantly killed by Ning Fan, and they fought together with the remaining four half-step void-refining desolate beasts.

The desolate beast that was half-refined to the void was already strong physically, and it was still under siege. Even with Ning Fan's physical strength, he gradually fell behind.

A purple meaning rose in his eyes, and the purple wind smoke suddenly dispersed. In the wind smoke, four half-step void-refining beasts directly turned into smoke and disappeared.

Wherever the wind and smoke affected, hundreds of Nascent Souls and more than ten desolate beasts were weathered by the wind and smoke.

Ning Fan panted slightly, he was exhausted for the first time.

Each trump card consumes mana. If the mana is exhausted, Ning Fan will not be able to cast tyrannical spells even if he has all his skills.

Ignoring the swelling and pain in his immortal veins, Ning Fan patted his storage bag, took out a whole bottle of Five Turns of Returning Spiritual Pill, and drank it all.

The huge medicinal power almost burst the immortal veins. Ning Fan did not even bother to refine the medicinal power carefully, and directly tempered the medicinal power into magic power and started killing again.

The cost of taking the medicine forcibly was blood spilling from the corners of his mouth and some internal injuries.

But with the self-healing technique of incarnation and black star, Ning Fan is not afraid of getting hurt.

Seeing that another late-stage puppet was about to be killed, Ning Fan took a step forward and rushed into the battle circle. His murderous intent swept across the battlefield, causing the beasts to retreat hastily, each in shock.

"die!"

With a rush of thought, five thousand tall sword peaks rose from the ground.

Almost immediately, there were nearly twenty wild beasts trapped in the sword peak formation, and they were all at a loss.

They never saw Ning Fan take out the formation disk, nor did they see Ning Fan setting up a large formation here. How could a huge formation appear out of thin air here!

After all, they have no way of knowing that this is the inner formation technique of the Heluo Formation Sect. There is a formation diagram in the heart, so there is no need for external objects to set up the formation!

laugh!

The sword light of five thousand Dao Yuan peaks swept across the sword formation.

In the Dongxuan Sword Formation, one after another, wild beasts began to die sadly.

The magic power flowed away like a tide. Ning Fan once again took a few soul-returning pills, and blazing black fire rose up from the palm of his hand.

The sea of ​​fire opened up, and the fire palms ran rampant. One after another, wild beasts died under the fire palms of Samadhi, and it was difficult to escape.

The demon tide is getting smaller and smaller, and the wild beasts are getting fewer and fewer. Under Ning Fan's demonic power, even the wild beasts in the distance dare not come here to help.

There are only fifty wild beasts left...

Forty heads…thirty heads…twenty heads…

Ning Fan's injuries are getting more and more serious, and almost all of the god-turning puppets and corpse-making corpses have been seriously injured. Unless they are repaired, they will be difficult to use again.

Only Ning Fan himself and three Void Refining Puppets are left on our side.

The opponent only had three heads left to refine themselves, and twenty heads to transform into gods, standing shockingly on top of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Ning Fan had one hundred and twenty more wild beasts in his hands, but the price was that he was seriously injured at this moment, bleeding profusely.

The blood...mostly is the blood of other ferocious beasts, and the rest is Ning Fan's blood.

After forcibly taking medicine several times, Xianmai was on the verge of swelling and breaking, and could no longer take pills.

The mana was severely depleted and it was unsustainable.

Having reached this point in the battle, Ning Fan's tyranny made him feel like he was at the end of his tether.

It's just that the more mana is used up, the clearer the sword intention in Ning Fan's heart becomes.

On the palm of the hand, wisps of sword intent are flying, and the sword intent kills the enemy without spending mana.

The sword's will melted into his heart, and Ning Fan heard the call of Feijian for the first time.
To be continued...