Chapter 1350：

"Do not--"

"..."

Eight eighth-order doomsday level spiritual masters of the Asan tribe, saw Ye Fan cut the space crack with a single knife, everyone was shocked, and they retreated in awe and shouted loudly.

One by one, a demon spirit burst out of his body, and he used a magic trick to resist Ye Fan's killer sword!

But their speed, compared to Ye Fan, was too slow.

The level of strength and demon spirit qi, is even more so different from Ye Fan.

The sorcery sent out by these eight Asan tribe psychic masters, in front of Ye Fan, was like fragile and thin paper, all shattered!

Ye Fan stepped on the figure of Underworld Minghua, like a ghost, flashing past the gap in the crowd of eight.

Almost everyone only saw a purple-golden light and shadow.

All their black magic attacked the afterimage.

As the afterimages shattered, the eyes of these eight Asan tribe spiritual masters were immediately filled with deep fear and despair.

Huh--

Ye Fan's figure emerged behind the eight people.

He slowly turned around.

On the sharp and sharp soul-slashing knife in his hand, there was extremely red blood dripping gradually!

Puff puff puff--

A series of physical tears exploded in the air.

Takar, who was a little stunned with a look of horror, turned around slowly when he heard this voice.

The eight blood springs gushing out in front of him suddenly filled his eyes.

Ye Fan made a stab, and the eight eighth sequence doom-level peak imperial psychics all died! !

Then,

Takar again saw Ye Fan's deep purple long streamer, one shot and one person high, appearing in Ye Fan's left hand.

The latter shook slightly, and there was a purple-golden demon light swept out, and within a second, it passed all the dead bodies that were gushing with blood springs.

There were eight souls that were abruptly stripped out by the purple-golden demon light and absorbed into the long banner.

Subsequently,

The eight dead corpses gushing out of the blood spring suddenly lost the aura and essence of their flesh and blood.

At the edge of the domain wall not far away, Wias saw Ye Fan's level of combat power, and the pupils of his eyes suddenly widened slightly.

As for the other more than five hundred Asan tribe spiritual masters, seeing Ye Fan holding a long knife in his hand, and the blood sprinkling the sky over and over, his face was immediately full of fear and fear.

There was silence around the entire Yulingshu formation.

And the densely packed monsters and ghosts, under the power of Ye Fan's eruption, trembling unceasingly.

High in the sky.

Takkar saw that his eight subordinates were all dead if they couldn't hold on to a single face, and they were also taken away with three souls and seven souls.

In his slightly horrified and dull eyes, he was suddenly angry.

"You...you are so bold!"

"In front of my Takar, unexpectedly... dare to kill my men!"

"you……"

Takar didn't finish talking this time, but was interrupted by Ye Fan.

"Mouth of nonsense, go to death!!" Ye Fan said coldly.

After killing eight Asan tribesmen, the blazing underworld fire in his eyes became more and more terrifying.

Reflected in Takar's eyes, as if seeing the demon flame in hell.

In Takkar's heart, a horrible chill rose uncontrollably.

Next second,

Ye Fan's figure pierced the void again.

He responded to all the clamours of Takar with a touch of the underworld sword gang that split the space!

Thump thump--

Takar faced Ye Fan's astonishing killing intent and might, stepped on the void, and backed back again and again.

On his body, the dark golden demon spirit qi, immediately condensed into a demon spirit form that was 2,800 meters high.

This demon spirit manifestation, the whole body showed the color of dark gold, like a giant spirit of King Kong, extremely lifelike.

On the skull the size of a house, the corners are sharp, like two long sword scimitars, piercing into the void.

On the face, the nose is wide and the mouth is wide, with four sharp teeth and fangs pierced from the upper and lower jaws.

A pair of eyes, the dark gold also contained a touch of blood, showing a golden red color, staring at Ye Fan firmly, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The tall and burly body is muscular like Takar.

On the sturdy muscles, there are also blue-purple tendons, which burst out one by one, and can explode a terrifying and magnificent force at any time.

This two thousand eight hundred meters high demon spirit figure, once condensed, it burst out with a terrifying power!

After Takar condensed this image, his heart was also a lot more settled.

Facing the purple-gold underworld sword gang that Ye Fan had hacked, he roared with the intention of manipulating the way.

Roar--

The giant spirit with a wide nose and mouth roared, shaking the sky.

With his right hand clenched into a fist, he fiercely slammed toward the underworld sword gang!

咚——