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"Suffer to death!"

The faceless monster roared and rushed towards Lin Fan again. This time, the faceless monster's momentum actually reached the peak level of the True Martial Divine Realm!

In this state, even Lin Fan, who had incredible combat power, felt tremendous pressure.

"How is this possible?!"

Lin Fan felt even more puzzled as to why this faceless monster was so powerful.

The peak of the Zhenwu Divine Realm, this realm is really despairing. After all, Lin Fan's realm is only the late stage of the Tongxuan Realm. The gap is like a chasm.

"Boom!"

The faceless monster attacked Lin Fan again.

Lin Fan dodged immediately, and the terrifying force made the black iron on the ground become tattered.

Lin Fan frowned even more, and the little dragon stabbed his hand and looked at Lin Fan in panic, and flew towards Lin Fan.

"court death!"

The faceless monster grinned and slapped Xiaolong.

"Boom!"

Xiaolong was slapped away by the faceless monster. The terrifying palm force directly slapped Xiaolong into the ground, and his body became weak.

"Little Dragon!!!"

Lin Fan looked at Xiaolong lying on the ground dying, his eyes bloodshot and he screamed.

Xiaolong raised his head with great difficulty and looked at Lin Fan with fear in his eyes.

"Humph, still looking, go to hell!"

The faceless monster snorted coldly and slapped Xiaolong again. The power of this slap was so great that it seemed to be able to destroy the world.

"Little dragon!"

Lin Fan was horrified when he saw this. He didn't care about anything else and immediately flew towards Xiaolong, standing directly in front of Xiaolong with his hands forming seals.

"Blue Dragon Seat Seal!"

"Blue Dragon Throne Triple Seal!"

Three Azure Dragon Heavenly Throne Seals were cast, heading straight for the faceless monster.

When the faceless monster saw Lin Fan standing in front of Xiaolong, his body obviously paused, but the attack was already irreversible.

"Boom!"

The terrifying move was thrown at Lin Fan's Azure Dragon Seat Seal. Lin Fan had originally prepared himself to be injured, but suddenly found that the powerful move of the faceless monster could not even break through his Azure Dragon Seat Seal. Even the outermost Azure Dragon Seat Seal could not be broken through, let alone the two layers behind it.

"?"

Lin Fan was stunned when he saw this scene, and then he immediately understood.

"I see. Xiaolong said that you are from the Illusion Clan. The Illusion Clan is naturally the best at setting up illusions. Your moves can break the floor. Your moves are at the peak of the True Martial God Realm. Even the injury you inflicted on Xiaolong should be fake!"

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the faceless monster.

The faceless monster took two steps back. At the same time, the little dragon that was seriously injured slowly dissipated. It turned out to be a fake created by the Illusion Clan.

"I thought you couldn't come out, luckily you did."

The little dragon slowly floated to Lin Fan's side and looked at him teasingly.

Lin Fan glanced at Xiaolong speechlessly. He was so worried about this guy at that time, but this heartless dragon was probably just watching his fun from the side.

"The illusion of this guy in front of me was so realistic that I really thought you were beaten half to death."

Lin Fan said unhappily.

Xiaolong looked at Lin Fan with disdain, with his mouth tilted.

"Are you kidding me? First of all, it is impossible for me, Lord Long, to be in such a mess. Second, this guy is originally from the Illusion Clan. The Illusion Clan is a group of guys born to create illusions. They are enough to deal with people at your level. If it were someone else, this guy from the Illusion Clan would even be able to kill them without anyone noticing. Third, it's your turn now!"

As soon as Xiaolong finished speaking, Lin Fan suddenly looked at the faceless monster standing in front of him.

"Indeed, it is indeed my turn now!"

The faceless monster knew that his illusion had been exposed, but he still faced Lin Fan fearlessly.

"Here comes the knife!"

Lin Fan shouted loudly and rushed towards the faceless monster with a black long sword. He swung the sword with great force and chopped straight at the faceless monster's head. The speed was so fast that the faceless monster could not react in time.

"Wow!"

The long sword flashed with black light, and a huge colorful shield appeared in front of the faceless monster, which completely blocked Lin Fan's long sword.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that this illusionist in front of him was actually quite skilled and could take his knife so easily.

Looking across the entire Dongzhou, there is basically no one of his generation who can surpass Lin Fan in swordsmanship, at least Lin Fan has never met one.

"Wow, there is actually such a technique!"

Lin Fan stepped back, his eyes becoming more serious, trying to find the weakness of the faceless monster in front of him.

But the faceless monster had no expression, so Lin Fan couldn't tell any difference.

"In that case, I will use my strength to break this thing of yours!"

Lin Fan sneered, and a black light flashed on the long sword, and a terrifying force surrounded Lin Fan.

After the giant green dragon took off, another terrifying figure emerged. This huge monster possessed extremely terrifying power, like the god of death from hell.

At this time, an extremely evil and terrifying force appeared around Lin Fan. Lin Fan's eyes also turned dark green, and there was a pair of bright red flowers in his dark green pupils.

The faceless monster of the Fantasy Clan on the opposite side was also directly enveloped by this powerful force, without any chance of escape.

"Zhan Zi Jue!"

"Hell is destroyed!"

Lin Fan used the two powers to attack each other and fiercely killed the faceless monster.

The faceless monster was still thinking of using the illusion to restrain Lin Fan's power, but he found that his illusion was ineffective and could not be used at all.

"In my hell, you actually still want to use the illusion, forget it!"

The knife flashed, and the faceless monster's head fell off its neck like a ball, hitting the ground, and its body instantly collapsed.

Xiaolong was also shocked when he saw this scene. Although Xiaolong knew Lin Fan's background and knew that Lin Fan had a second Yuan Soul, Xiaolong had never expected that Lin Fan's second Yuan Soul would have such powerful combat power when used.

"As expected of the King of Hell, as expected of the legendary Emperor who rules the underworld, he is indeed very capable."

"Kakaka~"

Lin Fan clenched his hands tightly, and a heart-wrenching pain spread throughout his body, and the pain spread directly to his heart.

"You should use this soul less in the future. After all, this soul is very harmful to the body. There is no need to use it. It is completely unnecessary."

Xiaolong floated to Lin Fan's side at this time and said to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan also calmed down the turmoil in his body at this time, exhaled lightly, turned his head slightly to look at Xiaolong, and grinned gently.

"I feel fine. It's nothing serious. I just feel... I feel..."

Lin Fan frowned as he spoke.

"Hehe." The little dragon laughed dryly twice and pointed its head towards Lin Fan.

"From time to time I feel a strong urge to kill."

"Although I don't want to admit it, it's true. Every time I use this soul, I want to baptize it with blood."

Lin Fan twisted his neck and said helplessly.

"It's quite normal. This Yuan Soul is similar to your father's Yuan Soul. They are both great terrors from the ancient times. They are feared and even dreaded by millions of races in the universe. This is also the reason why the Shura Clan was destroyed. And your Yuan Soul, haha, is actually similar."

Xiaolong felt a chill when he talked about these two horrors. At its peak, the Shura race could even compete with the most powerful monster race, the Dragon race. Even the powerful Dragon race was unwilling to make enemies with the Shura race.

Because the Shura clan is a group of lunatics, complete lunatics.

"My dad..."

Whenever Lin Fan talked about his father Lin Xuan, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, because Lin Fan was becoming more and more confused about his father, but Lin Fan only knew that his father really loved him, and that was enough.

"Okay, now that we have passed the ninth floor, we should be able to get the so-called reward, right?"

Lin Fan looked around.

"Congratulations, challenger, for successfully killing the puppet of the Illusion Clan and passing the ninth floor. You will receive a mysterious prize."

The voice sounded again, and then a figure slowly appeared in front of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan and Xiao Long, one dragon and one dragon, looked at the figure walking straight towards them.

Finally, the figure was completely exposed to the light.

The person who came had a face full of holy light and his whole body was filled with holy light.

"who are you?"

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked the man in front of him who was full of holiness.

"Haha, I am the owner of this tomb. Little guy, you actually asked me who I am?"

The man full of holiness smiled slightly and said to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the guy in front of him with a face full of holy light with some uncertainty.

"What? You don't believe me?"

The holy man smiled slightly, with a hint of amusement in his smile.

"Haha, are you?"

Lin Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and walked slowly towards the holy man in front of him, without any fear of this person.

The holy man's expression also changed slightly at this time.

"Death!"

Lin Fan unsheathed his black knife, the long sword flashed, and he slashed fiercely at the man with a holy face.

"Keng!"

The holy man's body was cut by the long knife, leaving a long bloody mark. The originally holy and boundless body instantly became tattered.

The holy man looked at Lin Fan in disbelief.

"Why, why do you know, is my illusion so poor?!"

Amid the holy man's self-questioning and roaring, his true form was finally revealed. It was the faceless puppet of the Illusion Clan.

"It seems that you really have some skills. Your illusion technique is perfect. I completely believed that you were really killed by me. It's a pity that you forgot a very important thing."

"what's up?"

The faceless monster stared at Lin Fan, his voice becoming hoarse.

"The owner of this tomb is the Saint Clan's immortal, Sheng Yuan Zhen Xian. From what I have learned, this immortal is extremely generous and resolute. He has crossed mountains of corpses and seas of blood on his way to becoming an immortal. How could he possibly show himself in such a holy image?"

"Of course, there is another very important point. When you spoke, you were only arrogant and condescending. This is not an immortal, especially not an immortal who worked his way up from the bottom."

Lin Fan's story made the faceless monster extremely angry.

After all, I was just a puppet made by that damn immortal when I was just in the True Martial God Realm. How could I possibly know these things? !

"Die!"

Lin Fan's eyes gradually turned cold, and he suddenly pulled out his long sword. This time, Lin Fan did not hold back at all. The hellish energy burst out from his body and he directly chopped the faceless monster's neck.

This time, the head really fell off and was no longer an illusion like before.

"Lin Fan, you are really decisive. If he was really the immortal here, what would you do?"

Xiaolong looked at Lin Fan with amusement.

Lin Fan spread his hands innocently.

"What else can I do? Just let it sit."

Xiaolong was speechless, he was actually going there to gamble?!

Lin Fan laughed at Xiaolong's speechless look.

"How is that possible? It's all about the details and having enough observation skills."

Lin Fan gave Xiaolong a playful look in return and continued walking towards the upper floor.

"What? Is there a tenth floor in this place?"

Xiaolong looked at Lin Fan's actions and asked with some confusion.

Lin Fan shook his head.

"Since there is a mysterious prize for passing the ninth floor, I think it should be at the top of the tower."

Lin Fan walked upstairs as he spoke, and sure enough, there was a small compartment above the ninth floor.

There was a black box in the middle of the compartment.

"Is there a trap?"

Lin Fan looked left and right, muttering to himself uncertainly.

"Xiaolong, go and take a look." Lin Fan turned his head and said to Xiaolong who was also looking around.

"Fuck, what do you take me for? I take you as a brother, and you use me as cannon fodder?!"

Xiaolong yelled at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled and waved his hand.

"Look, you are originally a soul. If you are in danger, I can come to help you immediately. But if I go in and get ambushed, what use will you be as a soul without a physical body to control it?"

What Lin Fan said made sense. Xiaolong wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it. He could only float towards the small cubicle in a strange way.

"You must be careful. If there is any danger, you must come and save me immediately!"

Xiaolong gave Lin Fan many warnings and instructions.

Lin Fan waved his hand and said goodbye to Xiaolong with a smile.

Xiaolong looked at the dark cubicle, swallowed, and slowly floated into the cubicle.

There was no movement in the cubicle.

Xiaolong also plucked up his courage and went straight to the front of the black box.

"What material is this black box made of? I can't even see the pattern on it."

Xiaolong was very curious and opened the black box directly.

At this moment, a ray of light flashed.