Seven-headed ape, although strong.

But Yang Fan did not need to spend much hands and feet, so he bombed them all.

Turning around, Yang Fan looked at the liquid of life again.

Now is the time to harvest the spoils!

The battle just now, under Yang Fan's intentional control, did not affect the original fluid of life.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the earth shook, and the sky was shaken.Yang Fan's body shook a little, and immediately nailed to the ground steadily, and the look became extremely heavy.

The earth began to crumble, and a great crack appeared, like an abyss.

Originally, Yang Fan stood in front of the living liquid, but just a crack appeared in front of his toes.The cracks widened, and the liquid of life was suddenly separated from him hundreds of feet.

And the whole grass is in the rocking of the mountain, and it is divided.

Yang Fan did not look at the liquid of life, but quickly observed the changes in the formation of the big formation.He had noticed that the upheaval at the moment was caused by the change in this great battle.

Now, it doesn’t seem like a good change.

“Not good!”

Yang Fan's face changed dramatically.

The big battle is so drastic that the big array node with the core has been destroyed, and it is still forcibly destroyed.In this way, it will be countered by a large battle.

But now, the big fightback was brought to him.

Only he and Ji Xiaoyu entered the big battle, and it was naturally self-evident who did this.

However, guiding the attack of the big battle requires a certain amount of lane knowledge.But Ji Xiaoyu himself is also a master of the road.

Yang Fan gritted his teeth, no wonder Ji Xiaoyu would send him a complete seal of the town, presumably planning this point long ago.So, give him some means of life-saving.

But there is no time to think so much at this time.

At this time, the ground is not shaking, but from the abyss-like cracks around, a sword light flew out.

In an instant, Yang Fan was surrounded by thousands of sword lights and poured out on him like a sword rain.

The wind, in this world, is visible to the naked eye.

Between this electric light and firestone, Yang Fan looked at the distance, and the large array of attacks automatically avoided the original liquid of life.

Immediately, Yang Fan took out the fountain knife and waved it wildly.The sword swept away, like a torrent, and the lights of the sword from all sides were smashed.

These sword lights, although enough to threaten the warriors in the late days of heaven and man, can't help Yang Fan.

But Yang Fan knows better that this is just an appetizer.

Sure enough, when the sword light was broken, a strong light came from the crack.These lights gathered together and transformed into a long sword of seven different colors.

Like a five-colored sword, cut off from the sky.

The long sword had not yet fallen, and the strong wind, with a terrible edge, had torn the air.

Qian!

Yang Fan waved his knife and collided with the first red sword, and issued a harsh sound of gold and iron.An invisible wave, centered on the place where the sword collided, swept out.

Within a thousand miles, it became a vacuum.

Even the spirit of heaven has been shaken out.

Yang Fan's arm was slammed with force, and the attack of the first long sword was stopped as much as possible.Immediately, the first long sword exhausted its strength and dissipated into a light fragment.

But almost followed, the second orange sword came again.

Yang Fan swung his knife again.

As a result, Yang Fan took a few steps back.

The third sword, the fourth...

When Yang Fan blocked the seven swords, he had retreated hundreds of feet away, and his face was slightly white.Seven long swords, the first throng, is equivalent to the full attack of a man-made warrior.

And the next six handles, the attack force carried by it, is getting stronger and stronger.

By the time of the seventh hand, it has almost surpassed the level of heaven and man!

What!

Before he waited for Yang Fan to breathe, he had rushed out of the colorful lights from the cracks in the abyss.The next moment, the light condensed into a seven-colored sword.

Yang Fan's pupil shrunk, and the fluctuations emanating from the colorful sword made him feel deep pressure and threat.

He is sure that the attack of these colorful swords is absolutely comparable to the extraordinary strong.

However, after a careful sense, Yang Fan breathed a little more breath.The fluctuations emitted, although strong, are still worse than Zhong Lian.

The attack of the colorful sword is comparable to the strong who has just broken through the extraordinary realm.

The next moment, Yang Fan turned his hand out the seal of Ji Xiaoyu to his town god.

Holding the town seal, Yang Fan could not help gritting his teeth.

“Xi Xiaoyu, after I go out, I’m looking for you to settle the account!”Yang Fan shouted low, and then, the real yuan in the body was crazy to the town god prints into it.

The complete town god seal is not an artifact, of course, it is not a Dao device, and it is even more impossible to be a born treasure.

But the power seems to be endless, as long as Yang Fan filled the real yuan enough, the power released will be even stronger.

At this moment, Yang Fan was staring at the colorful sword that had been cut to himself, and the real yuan was infused into the town god print.

At the moment when the colorful sword was approaching, Yang Fan's real yuan in his body had almost all been poured into the town god seal.

Blow up!

Yang Fan knocked out the town god seal in his hand, like a meteor with a dark red light, and collided with the colorful god sword.

The sky roared, reverberated in the sky, and the violent energy aftershocks, like a tsunami, were blowing in the sky.

The colorful light and the dark red light eroded each other, and entangled each other, as if to isolate the sky and the earth into two halves.

Finally, the energy of the colorful sword was exhausted and broken and disappeared.

The sun was shining and fell back into Yang Fan’s hands.

And Yang Fan, breathing heavily, his body is almost dry, and even the power of the spirit is consumed a lot.At the end of the day, Yang Fan felt that the real yuan was not enough.

So, he poured the power of the soul into the town.

I can’t believe it really succeeded.

The town god seals the man, whether it is the true yuan or the power of the spirit, all fuse after devouring.In the end, it was released, comparable to the full force of the super-strong man who had just broken through the extraordinary situation.

The real yuan dried up, Yang Fan then ran the essence of lurking in the body.

Then he turned out to be like a beast.They all have an indescribable sense of power.

But almost at the same time, from the abyss thunder front, there were colorful lights rising up again.

In an instant, the colorful lights rushed together to form a huge ball of light.Then it exploded, as if it had been bombarded by some force.

Immediately, a vague figure of a colorful light appeared in Yang Fan's line of sight.

This full-body light flowed figure, barely able to see, is a man.He held a colorful sword in his hand, just as he had attacked Yang Fan.

But when this figure appeared, a terrible pressure fell from the sky like a waterfall in the sky, covered Yang Fan.