Fighting the Martial Universe

By Ertian seeing the battle between Zhang Mofan and Tianquan old man, he was shocked and said: "Tianquan old man, he is Zhang Mofan. So, it's no wonder this sword idiot is so powerful. The sword idiot is Zhang Mofan, and Zhang Mofan is the sword idiot."

By Ertian had killed Zhang Mofan before, had seen Zhang Mofan's twin soul fighting, and had seen his methods.

Therefore, when Zhang Mofan was fighting with the old man Tianquan, he recognized Zhang Mofan at a glance.

"What? Is he Zhang Mofan?"

When the Demon Soul Blood Emperor heard this, his inner anger became even greater, and he would never have thought that this sword idiot, the sword idiot who robbed the Ten Thousand Demon Baby, was Zhang Mofan.

You know, their blood demons attacked the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty this time, they had several tasks, one of which was to kill Zhang Mofan.

Because Zhang Mofan was missing the battlefield and killed the 36-channel genius of their blood demon clan.

Those geniuses may become the blood emperor or even the blood emperor in the future.

Now, being beheaded by Zhang Mofan is tantamount to breaking the foundation of their blood demon clan's future. More importantly, his demon soul line of the most enchanting genius demon soul in recent years also fell into Zhang Mofan's hands.

At first, the Demon Soul Blood Sovereign did not believe that there was a genius who could slay the Demon Soul with a single blow. Now, seeing the strength displayed by Zhang Mofan is indeed terrifying.

"Zhang Mofan? He is Zhang Mofan? He really hid his identity. The son of the young patriarch is really not easy."

Jian Tong was also extremely surprised.

It can be said that the revealing of Zhang Mofan's identity caused an uproar. The Zhang Mofan who was regarded as the demon by Zou Yan back then has now appeared again.

"Bye Hetian, if it weren't for the ancestors of the Jing family, I would have fallen into your hands. Today, you will definitely die."

Zhang Mofan shouted fiercely.

"I must die? Who can kill me?"

Bai Ertian screamed, and said: "Is it the sword boy and Hua Rongguang? The Ermeng Altar!"

As he spoke, an altar condensed under his feet, and a large number of monsters appeared in the altar.

Those monsters are like bats, but their bodies are billowing. They are the evil dream demon summoned from the altar of evil dreams.

These evil dream monsters will eject a special black gas, which makes people fall into the evil dream.

The number of Ermeng monsters was terrifying, swept all around, not only flying to the battlefield, but also to Zhang Mofan.

"Elder Tianquan, these evil dream monsters can make Zhang Mofan fall into the evil dream, look for opportunities, and capture him."

Byertian commanded loudly.

Hua Rongguang frowned as he looked at the Emeng monsters flying over one by one, and he could only fight against Bai Ertian now.

Moreover, what he least wants now is Zhang Mofan's death. Once Zhang Mofan dies, he will be cold.

Therefore, he also motivated his own means, the giant python roared.

With a wave of his hands, the whole person went straight through the hole, surrounded by a giant python guarding him, and the evil dream monsters wanted to get close to him and collided with the giant python, each of them shattered.

Hua Rongguang knew that these evil dreams were summoned from that altar, and only by destroying that altar could the evil dreams be stopped.

Otherwise, there will be more and more Emeng monsters, and his disciple of Chang Yizong will be very dangerous.

As for the Demon Soul Blood Emperor, he originally wanted to get Zhang Mofan distracted, but he looked down upon Jian Tong.

Those Ermeng monsters who wanted to get close to the sword boy were all pierced by the sword aura that was automatically released by her body.

"Zhang Mofan, now, I want to see how you can resist these evil dreams."

The old man Tianquan yelled and slaughtered Zhang Mofan again.

And a large number of Ermeng monsters, like a torrent, rushed towards Zhang Mofan, bursts of purple aura, constantly spraying, almost covering Zhang Mofan.

These purple breaths are the air of doomsday, so you don't need to inhale them at all, as long as you are enveloped, you will fall into doomsday.

"Die!"

Seeing that Zhang Mofan was enveloped by the air of the dream, the elder Tianquan did not hesitate to sacrifice his own high-level profound treasure, which was a **** iron mace, suddenly swung it, and slammed it down at the air of the dream.

With Zhang Mofan's strength, he naturally did not believe that his attack would kill Zhang Mofan, but it was enough to seriously wound him.

This majestic bombardment, the light exploded, and the jet black light sputtered, dyeing a large area of ​​space into jet black, and directly rushed into the air of the dream.

Now, Zhang Mofan is enveloped by the air of doomsday, and he must be caught in the doomsday, and he can't resist it at all.

This mace directly dissipated the Qi of Ermeng.

However, Zhang Mofan was not defeated, but holding the heavy sand, directly blocked this powerful mace.

"how can that be?"

The old man Tianquan was taken aback when he saw this scene: "You didn't fall into a bad dream?"

"Hehe, these doomsdays are nothing but soul attacks."

Zhang Mofan smiled, swept his figure, and fled in one direction, which was the direction away from the Immortal Sword Sect.

By Ertian seeing this, he once again summoned a large number of Ermeng monsters and rushed towards Zhang Mofan.

These evil dream monsters were extremely fast, and soon caught up with Zhang Mofan.

However, Zhang Mofan didn't mean to dodge in the slightest. For him, these doomed auras were a real tonic to the Heavenly Divine Tree, capable of condensing soul fruit.

Moreover, this altar of Ermeng is definitely not martial arts, it is a real altar, which requires a lot of energy to be activated.

Therefore, after Zhang Mofan's absorption, a Soul Spirit Fruit began to condense on the Heaven-Through God Tree. With the continuous absorption of the Qi of Doom, the age of the Soul Spirit Fruit was also improving.

Ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years, twenty thousand years, thirty thousand years, forty thousand years, fifty thousand years.

When he absorbed all the qi from the surrounding dreams, a 50,000-year-old soul fruit was condensed.

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"This Zhang Mofan can actually absorb the breath of the dream? How can this be done? Isn't he afraid of the broken body of the Holy Spirit?"

Byhetian said viciously.

He set up an altar of Ermeng, and the cost was terrifying. Now, most of the Ermeng monsters are all used to deal with Zhang Mofan, and they have no effect on Zhang Mofan.

At that time!

Huang Qingyan had already arrived at the worship, but she did not break into the worship directly, but came here in another identity.

After all, this worship has many altars, and it is not so easy for the vice-master in the religion to sit.

After seeing Huang Qingyan, the disciples of worshipping the gods who guarded the mountain gate walked over. They were all shocked and backed away.

Isn't this Huang Qingyan the woman who ruined the soul-locked dungeon? How come here suddenly.