The palm gently stroked his chest, and the real demon heart was still beating there.

Lu Fan did not dare to inject his own strength directly into the heart of the demon. He had to deal with such things that had the word "demon" with it.

Now he can only ask Lao Jiu to temporarily seal the Demon Heart, and wait until he escapes first.

Behind him, Feng Tian seemed to have completely calmed down.

But the road ahead is still blocked.

"Nightmare is a nightmare formation, retreating"

A roar came from his ears, and then Lu Fan saw a ferocious nightmare, like a ghost walking in the night, sweeping around with harsh laughter and the power to pull people into the illusion.

Lu Fan looked around and almost instantly many people fell into the illusion.

Two nightmares rushed to Lu Fan. They lit up scarlet eyes at Lu Fan and stretched out sharp claws with black mist.

Lu Fan's face shouldn't have been, and a light flashed in his eyes.

His eyes swept across the two nightmares, and in an instant, the two nightmares directly rose to a raging flame.

The nightmare let out a shrill cry, and the black mist quickly disappeared.

Lu Fan raised his hand and waved his hand, and the two nightmares turned into ashes.

With Lu Fan's current strength, it is indeed not very likely that these nightmares will hurt him.

The soul is in the body, and the power of the world is in hand. It is undoubtedly a fantasy to drag him into the illusion.

Lu Fan continued to move southeastward. Soon, he actually caught up with Sect Master Li Xi.

Seeing Lu Fan coming, Li Xi said in surprise: "You defeated the Saint of Dark Yuan."

Lu Fan shook his head and said, "I just avoided it. Are you planning to run southeast too?"

Li Xi nodded and said, "We have someone to answer the southeast."

When Lu Fan heard this, his eyes lit up. After all, he was the leader of Li Xi, and he really had a complete plan.

Lu Fan smiled and said, "It would be better if someone answered. Master Li Xi, we should be able to escape, right?"

Li Xi shook her head and said, "It's not that simple. This puppet legion and the Nightmare legion are just an advance team of demon cultivators. In other words, they are coming up to die. Next, there is a big trouble."

As he said that, Sect Master Li Xi pointed to the distance.

Lu Fan's eyes passed through layers of nightmare, and finally saw what Sect Master Li Xi was talking about.

The black dragon and black armor are holding the spear, and the demonic energy soars into the sky.

The dragon roars and the rotten air continues.

"Black Dragon Martial Cavalry"

Lu Fan recognized it. This was the strongest puppet trained by the demon cultivators.

Any demon cultivator with some level will get a black dragon martial knight like this, which represents the refining level of demon cultivators and is also the favorite of demonic qi masters.

Roar roar roar

Compared with the disorderly impact of the puppet legion and nightmare in front, the Black Dragon Martial Cavalry appears very neat.

Even the dragon roar was consistent, and a black black dragon martial cavalry appeared side by side.

The rotten corpse dragon under each Black Dragon Martial Arts rider is about a hundred feet long. The black-armored warrior sitting on it is also a giant figure, with scarlet light flashing in his eyes.

They block all those who want to break through with a surround posture.

The rich demonic energy on the body can not only block the attacks of those warriors and qi refiners, but also make the fallen puppet legion stand up again. The shattered nightmare will be condensed again.

They are like living demon cultivators. As long as they are not dead, the puppet legion and the Nightmare legion will have continuous combat power.

Such a situation makes it increasingly difficult for people who want to rush out.

Even the Bafang Qian Sheng and the Universe Tian Sheng who were leading most people to fight in the distance slowed down.

Even if they are powerful saints, they have to be alert when facing so many black dragon martial cavalry.

"Die, injured, seize, kill"

The Black Dragon Martial Cavalry suddenly shouted loudly.

Every time they shouted a word, the spear in their hands would illuminate a little. The rotten corpse dragon under them also opened their mouths, and the dark light quickly condensed in their mouths.

"No, it's Death Flame that impacts Lu Fan. Soon, we have to meet with the Three Saints. It will be too late."

Seeing Li Xi's anxious gaze, Lu Fan immediately felt something was wrong.

Li Xi, who could make the mountains collapse in front of him and his face remained unchanged, turned red and screamed loudly.

It only means that danger is coming

Without hesitation, Lu Fan pulled Li Xi's wooden wheelchair and rushed towards Qian Sheng in Bafang.

Li Renlong and others behind him were like crazy, and rushed forward quickly.

"Hide behind, hide behind"

Behind the Qian Saint of Eight Directions, all the kings and the strong men also shouted.

There are no idiots who can survive until now. Most people are also powerful people who have fought with demon cultivators. When they see the postures of the Black Dragon Martial Cavalry, they don’t understand them.

The void suddenly shook, and all the black dragon martial cavalry rushed out a solid black flame wave at the same time.

The rotten corpse dragon under his body sprayed out a black beam of light. Thousands of light beams were fighting out at the same time, with power enough to destroy the world, burn mountains and seas, slaughter cities and countries

Lu Fan and Li Xi were just about to rush to a location not far from Qian Sheng and others in Bafang.

The next moment, the beam of light suddenly came, with the power to tear everything apart.

The Wufeng heavy sword was standing in front of him, and Lu Fan hid behind the Wufeng heavy sword.

At this moment, the protective energy and the defensive scaled dragon armor were all useless. The only one who could save Lu Fan and Li Xi's lives was the heavy sword without a sharp edge like a wide door panel.

"drink"

The moment the force hit, Lu Fan let out a muffled groan. Wufeng's heavy sword was trembling desperately. In Lu Fan's body, Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower shouted loudly: "Die, die, the great master, Wufeng will not be able to withstand it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Fan suddenly felt a lightening of his body.

I looked up and looked around and suddenly found that the space around was split and all the light columns were moved to the other side.

Put away the heavy sword of Wufeng and look forward.

Suddenly, Lu Fan saw that Qian Sheng from Bafang forcibly divided the surroundings with the power of his world.

Sect Master Li Xi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's okay. The old ghost in the eight directions really doesn't care about other people anymore. Lu Fan, we are a little far away from him, and we must not get too close to him. This person cannot believe it, but we still need his strength now."

Lu Fan nodded clearly and said, "I know."

As soon as he finished speaking, an excited shout suddenly sounded.

"Lu Fan"

The sound was so familiar, Lu Fan quickly turned his head and looked at it, and it was Ling Yao's figure that immediately came into his eyes.

"Lingyao, why are you here?"

Lu Fan quickly met and grabbed Ling Yao's hand.

At this time, many people around looked at Lu Fan. Even the Qian Saint in the Eight Directions and the Tianyu Saint approaching the World all looked at Lu Fan. The light in his eyes was deep, as if he had murderous intent.

Li Xi said behind Lu Fan: "I'm in trouble."
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