The power of the Spirit erupts and gathers into a fine needle like a substance.

These fine needles, all radiating red orange and yellow three-color light, look very beautiful.

Moreover, these fine needles seem to be like essence, but in fact, they are incomparable.

The front paw of the golden lion, carrying an innumerable golden light, crushed the void and snapped it.To eliminate countless needles, all of them.

But these fine needles, as if they did not exist, went straight through the lion claws and rushed to the teacher himself.

The golden lion behind him bloomed more brilliant gold and covered his whole body.

Jinguang is more into a pair of armor, the division of heaven completely wrapped in it, strong defense, let him have enough confidence.

In the face of the three-colored fine needle in the sky, he was very calm.

When the needle was shot at him, the front paws of the golden lion also enveloped Yang Fan.

Blow up!

The golden lion's claws fell first, and the violent energy that broke out suddenly flooded Yang Fan completely.Within a thousand feet, all the vine trees are reduced to powder.

The ground is even more sinking, like a dry lake.

In the center of energy, Yang Fan half kneeled on the ground, and the spring knife was inserted on the ground, supporting the body without falling.

The blood dripped in the corner of his mouth, but his eyes, through the raging energy after the waves, looked at the Master.

Tens of thousands of soul needles, all rushed into the body of the division, the defense of the strong golden armor, no effect at all.

The soul-killing needle, the attack is the spirit.

In the same way, it is also condensed by the power of Yang Fan's spirit, and gives it extremely terrible strength to attack the spirit.If you want to resist, you can only do it with the power of God.

“Hm!”

The Master sent out a painful and humping, and the soul needle entered his temple and directly attacked his spirit.

In an instant, his spirit was damaged.

But in the end, he resisted.

The teacher looked heavy and his eyes were cold, and Yang Fan even mastered such a strange magic and directly attacked the spirit.You know, the soul is the essence of life.

The wounds of God’s life are also the most difficult to heal.

And Yang Fan is now only seven steps of extraordinary, can hurt him, waiting for the strength to continue to improve, that is back.

This is the enemy of the air movement, and the division of heaven has once again prompted the great magic to put Yang Fan to death.

The golden lion, leaping from behind him, had a huge body, occupying all Yang Fan’s eyes.In the presence of this golden lion, he was small and negligible.

Yang Fan stood up, and the injury in his body was also recovering rapidly.

But at this moment, the golden lion looked at him and roared wildly.

This roar of the lion, the space is broken, the endless spirit of the world is boiling, like a tsunami.

Yang Fan only felt that the body would be broken into powder in this lion roar.Even his spirit trembled.

The attack is equally strange.

Moreover, the power is extremely high.

If it is not his spirit, because the cultivation of the seven immortal gods is several times stronger than before.At this moment, it was absolutely roared by this lion, and it was destroyed.

His flesh and body, although the pain is extremely painful, as if to be scattered in general, but in fact can be completely able to withstand.

Even if he is all over his body, there are constantly wounds coming out and blood flowing.But these injuries are not too serious, for him, it is just skin injuries.

The next moment, the golden lion slammed against him.

This is a real and deadly threat.

Yang Fan wielded the knife and cut hundreds of knives in an instant.Even if it is to the extent of his trueness, at this moment, he feels that the real yuan in his body is completely exhausted.

With his operation, Dantian began to recover quickly, and real yuan reappeared.

Fortunately, these hundreds of knives still played a role, and the magic of the whole force of the division Tianhan's full force was also weakened by most of them.The remaining attacking forces, with his wounded body, could barely resist.

However, he does not like to be beaten passively and not to fight back.

Although the real element in the body is consumed, the power of his spirit is constantly gathering in an instant.When the golden lion that had become broken and threw himself on him, the power of the spirit formed a strange whirlpool.

The swirl of the three-colored light rushed to the top of the teacher's sky, and then began to rotate wildly.

This is the seven immortal gods, and the third level of the spirit attacks the magic.

The soul vortex!

Yang Fan was too late to see the effect of this strike, and was affected by the residual force of the golden lion.The body was still in mid-air, and several mouths of blood had been spewing.

“Ah!”

At the same time, Yang Fan heard the scream of the teacher.

His body fell to the ground, ignoring the injuries in his body, and quickly turned over and stood up.

Immediately, he saw the teacher kneeling on the ground, and the seven tips had blood flowing.Above his head, the three-colored whirlpool, though it had become very faint.

But it’s still spinning crazy.

And with the rotation, a terrible devouring force, directly acting on the spirit of the Master.

The soul whirlpool, to devour, is naturally the spirit of the warrior!

The Master only felt that the spirit in the house of God was about to be forcibly pulled out, and he did his best to remove the force of engulfment.

But this devouring power is too strong, and he can only use the power of the spirit to fight it, and it cannot be completely eliminated in a short time.

His spirit, in the process, continued to be hurt.

Yang Fan prompted the real yuan, his mouth began to spit out blood again, his wounds were touched, if continue to force the fight, will only become more and more serious.

But at this time, it was the best opportunity to kill the killer.

The Master is caught in the whirlpool of the soul, and it is difficult to distinguish how much power with the spirit.

Yang Fan had just recovered a little real yuan in his body, which was pushed to the extreme by him, and at the same time, he once again condensed the power of the spirit.But these two attacks also made his spiritual power consume extremely serious.

At this moment, we can only barely condense some soul-killing needles, and the power is naturally not as good as the first one.However, it is enough to let the spirit have been severely damaged by the teacher to drink a pot.

“Not good!”

In vain.

Yang Fan's forehead came out of the cold sweat, forcibly stopped the brewing attack, and ran to the right side without turning his head to escape.

In his spiritual perception, the beast in front of him seemed to be alarmed by his battle with the Master, and at this moment he was quickly coming to their side.

At the same time, a terrible big guy appeared on the left side.

He is also a monster, and his strength is equally powerful.

In Yang Fan's perception, the two gods and beasts are stronger than the teacher.

At this moment, both sides were quickly rushing to the place where they were fighting, and Yang Fan did not go to the division, and turned around and fled.The Master has not been killed now, and there is still a chance.

His strength will only become stronger and stronger, and the next time he meets the teacher, it will be easier to kill each other.

Now, flee for your life!

Whether it is a demon or a demon, there is no such thing as a human warrior.

Even if the god beast has no less than human wisdom, Yang Fan dare not bet, and the other party will let him go.

Shi Tianhan finally broke the soul-eating vortex, but he could look up and find Yang Fan, who had fled madly.He was not hurt, but the spirit was very hurt.

He gritted his teeth and did not follow.

The next moment, his face changed dramatically.