Chapter 4175: Slashing the middle class

When the voice fell, Xiao Fan grabbed Jin Lin's shoulder and quickly disappeared into the depths of the ancient forest.

Immediately afterward, a screaming scream came from behind.

When Xiao Fan turned his head and looked around, he saw that several members of the Jiang family were enveloped in golden flames, and they couldn't put it out anyway.

"Palace Master, what is Holy Fire Golden Cicada?" Jin Lin asked puzzledly.

Although he had never heard of the Holy Fire Golden Cicada, he also saw the horror of this monster.

It was completely impossible to guard against, and it was able to burn from the monk's body.

"The holy fire golden cicada is more terrifying than the blood demon ant. They have no entities and can easily penetrate into the body of a creature, using flesh and blood as a guide to burn everything." Xiao Fan explained.

Although it is easy to say, but the heart is very solemn.

If it weren't for the black fire gourd, the holy fire golden cicada would also not let them go.

Of course, it is not impossible to survive the attack of the Holy Fire Jin Chan.

They feed on flesh and blood, and use the power of their origin as fuel.

As long as you give up all the flesh and blood and close all the source of power, you will be fearless.

However, most people have never heard of the Holy Fire Golden Cicada, and they know how to resist it.

When the words fell, Xiao Fan didn't continue to run away, but stopped, paying attention to the movements of the Jiang family.

In just a few dozen breaths, the Jiang family stopped wailing.

Xiao Fan slowly approached when the golden light disappeared, but he didn't notice a single figure.

"After so much effort, they are all dead?" Jin Lin couldn't help taking a breath. This holy fire golden cicada seemed too scary, right.

"dead!"

Before the words fell, a figure rushed out of the ground in vain and slapped Xiao Fan with a palm.

Xiao Fan has been tensing his nerves, without panic, raising his hand is a sword stabbed.

Cang!

That palm gang reacted extremely quickly, hitting the Shura sword sideways, Xiao Fan staggered, pushed away the golden scales with a palm, and flew upside down by dozens of feet.

"Little beast, you dare to yin me!" A shy voice sounded, but Jiang Baining came out from nowhere, cheating and killing Xiao Fan.

"The people of the Jiang family are all the same virtues, you are so, so is Jiang Zhenlong." Xiao Fan was disdainful, not afraid.

He is now a middle-rank Yuanzun anyway, and the power of the three origins is fused, and the power is no less than the middle-rank Dharma.

"Have you seen Jiang Zhenlong?" Jiang Baining raised his brows, showing no intention of killing.

"I have seen it, but unfortunately I didn't kill him personally." Xiao Fan said with a light smile.

"Looking for death!" Jiang Baining was very cold, and the speed of his feet was not visible, and he shot out angrily.

In vain, a huge palm appeared in vain, descending from the sky, and a devastating aura surged.

The Jiang family's original stunt, smashed the stele!

A sharp light flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes, and the Shura sword shuddered, as the three source powers were fully integrated.

"The sword died!"

Facing the middle-rank Dharma Sovereign, Xiao Fan didn't dare to underestimate him, and cut out with all his strength.

At the same time, he urged the power of the soul of the heavenly realm to sweep out.

A look of horror flashed across Jiang Baining's face. The pressure of the Heavenly Venerable Realm was not a joke. At that moment, she froze in place.

But soon, she quickly recovered.

But how could Xiao Fan keep his hands?

puff!

Angrily slashed down with a sword, Jiang Baining was cut in half by a sword, blood shed all over the ground.

Jiang Baining still wanted to continue to recover her physical body, but Xiao Fan would not give her a chance.

"Ever in a hurry!"

Xiao Fan's original skill envelops Jiang Baining again. Jiang Baining's flesh and blood cannot be repaired at all, but his cultivation has fallen to a low-grade Dharma Sovereign.

The sword died!

At the same time, Xiao Fan's second blow came and directly tore Jiang Baining's supreme golden body.

"Asshole!" Jiang Baining was extremely angry.

She was actually pressed and beaten by a middle-grade Yuanyuan monk, how could she not be angry?

But now, she has no resistance at all.

"Jiang Zhenlong is not far away, you should be able to catch up." Xiao Fan grinned, and the Shura sword danced, and the endless sword aura killed Jiang Baining's flesh drive.

After struggling for a while, Jiang Baining could not die anymore.

Xiao Fan gasped, his face slightly pale, looking at Jiang Baining who turned into a puddle of flesh, he sighed and said, "It is still difficult to kill the middle-rank Dharma Sovereign."

Xiao Fan was still more confident after defeating the middle class Dharma.

Can kill the middle-ranking Dharma, the difficulty is not ordinary.

But now, Xiao Fan still did it.

"Palace Master." Jin Lin looked at Xiao Fan in surprise.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that Xiao Fan actually killed the middle-rank Dharma master.

You know, that's the realm he dreams of.

"I'm okay." Xiao Fan shook his head, spreading his hands, and Jiang Baining's universe ring fell into his hands. "It seems that the Jiang family and I are really in conflict."

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Fan sat on the spot and recovered his original strength, and the two continued to move forward.

His heart was getting more and more worried, even the Jiang family only rushed here, unless there is a miracle, otherwise, Nangong Xiaoxiao and the others are really in danger.

"Palace Lord, this sacred fire golden cicada appears to appear after a while, and other people may have already entered." Jin Lin reminded.

Xiao Fan nodded, he thought so in his heart.

Nangong Xiaoxiao and the others are either dead, or they have already entered the depths of the Zu Mountain.

However, he hasn't seen the Twelve Sorrows yet, most of these people have already entered the depths of the Ancestral Mountain.

The two walked for another whole day, during which the sacred fire golden cicada appeared several times, and the time of appearance was completely irregular.

During this period, Xiao Fan discovered a strange thing.

That's what Black Fire Gourd seemed to be afraid of, condensing his breath, shivering.

Fortunately, it was really useful, otherwise Xiao Fan would have lost it.

Several hours later, Xiao Fan and the two finally bypassed the mountain and appeared in a valley.

At the same time, Xiao Fan and the two felt countless powerful breaths, and they all stood on the edge of the valley.

The breath of those people was not weaker than Jiang Baining, and even stronger.

"I'm afraid that the Chaos Dragon is not weak." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes.

He guessed in his mind that those who exuded a strong aura should be the twelve evil spirits.

And there were a lot of people, at least eight people came.

This situation is not so good now.

Xiao Fan narrowed his mind and turned his eyes to the valley, but he seemed to find that there was a twelve-color light in the valley.

In the twelve-color light, there are twelve fierce birds swimming.

"Twelve Fiends of the Primordial Ancient Times?" Xiao Fan frowned.

He finally understood why these twelve primordial evil spirits would come here.

It turns out that their true spirits are all locked here.

If you want to restore freedom, you must regain the true spirit, otherwise, they will still be controlled by the demon master.

The most important thing is that if others get their true spirits, they can become puppets.

Even if they are controlled by the demon master, it is excusable, after all, they belonged to the demon master in the first place.

But if it is controlled by other people, it might as well kill them. "Huh?" Suddenly, Xiao Fan's eardrums trembled, staring at a corner in the mask in vain.