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Outside, Xiao Jin quickly fled with the soul sculpture on his back, Nangong Xiaoxiao, Ling Feng and Zhuo Tianhong guarding him, and the faces of several people showed anxiety.

This was not what they pretended, but they were worried about whether Xiao Fan could break through the God of War realm.

One day has passed, but Xiao Fan has not yet appeared. If Xiao Fan fails to break through the God of War realm, it will only become more difficult to attack the God of War realm in the future.

As time passed slowly, Xiao Jin's speed also slowed down a lot, and Xiao Jin and their spirit power consumed too much when they were on the road for a long time.

Ling Feng and the others could feel that the alien monks tracking them in the rear were getting closer.

"Lao San, come out quickly when you fall on the ground, don't play heartbeat with us." Nangong Xiaoxiao whispered.

If Mingluo and others really catch up, the strength of the four of them alone may not be the opponent's opponent.

Of course, what Nangong Xiaoxiao was most worried about was Xiao Fan. He kept praying in his heart, hoping that Xiao Fan could successfully break through the God of War realm.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, Zhuo Tianhong yelled, and when he raised his hand, he shot out a palm, colliding with a light and shadow suddenly rushing out in front of him.

With a bang, the void set off a violent energy wave, and the void shook violently.

Ling Feng, Nangong Xiaoxiao, and Xiao Jin also reacted extremely quickly, and quickly moved to the side to hide. Then, several powerful auras enveloped them, and the air became solidified.

"You guys are running!" A sneer sounded, but he saw several figures lasing from the front suddenly. The one headed was no one else, but the alien **** son Mingluo.

Ling Feng and the others took a look at Mingluo and then at the back. They had no idea when Mingluo appeared in front of them.

You know, they have been paying attention to the alien monks who are chasing them in the rear. If someone can sneak past them, it will never escape their capture.

However, Mingluo did it, not to mention anything else, even this strange ability can't help them not paying attention.

"Are you okay?" Ling Feng looked at Zhuo Tianhong, and saw that there was blood flowing on Zhuo Tianhong's palm, and the blood had begun to turn black.

He had seen Zhuo Tianhong's strength, and he was definitely the best in the same rank, but the blow that blocked Ming Luo just now was actually injured.

How many people don't know, Mingluo is really unfathomable as Xiao Fan said.

"No problem." Zhuo Tianhong frowned, staring at Ming Luo with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Tai Ming Sword Art, who are you from the Dark Nightmare?"

"Oh? You know my ancestor?" Mingluo looked at Zhuo Tianhong slightly unexpectedly. His ancestor has not been born for many years, so few people know him in this world.

At least, in Mingluo's memory, in this world, perhaps only people who have lived for more than five thousand years are qualified to know his ancestors.

Thinking of this, Mingluo's eyes looking towards Zhuo Tianhong also became slightly dignified. This guy is definitely an old monster who has lived for thousands of years.

"More than knowing? If I see him, I must take off his head and kick the ball!" Zhuo Tianhong said angrily, his eyes flushed and he was murderous.

Others don't know, but Zhuo Tianhong knows that the culprit who brought him to the War Soul Continent back then was Mingluo's ancestor, Dark Nightmare.

Zhuo Tianhong was sealed and endured thousands of years of pain and loneliness. He wanted to kill the Nightmare, and he just wanted to stab him a thousand times and refine his soul for thousands of years.

"Hmph, the little God of War realm also dared to speak up in the early stage, this **** child kills you!" Ming Luo snorted and waved his probing hand, and the others rushed up without hesitation.

There were not many people who caught up, and there were only about 20 people, but among them there were a dozen people in the God of War Realm, and they were all protecting Ming Luo from danger.

Even among them, there was a strong man in the middle of the God of War realm, whose aura was extremely terrifying.

"You protect the young master, give it to me here!" Zhuo Tianhong roared, and instantly changed his body, one by one tentacles rolled out, flashing over a dozen people, bringing up a large swath of **** mist.

Ignored by a junior, Zhuo Tianhong was also completely angry, dealing with the enemy, he can now unscrupulously display his strange abilities.

"Chuo Ming Tianwei?" The people on Mingluo's side exclaimed, looking at Zhuo Tianhong with fear.

Turbid Life Tianwei, that can swallow Shouyuan and blood, as long as life is not stronger than him, most people are not his opponents.

"He left it to me, you deal with the others." Mingluo's face was gloomy, and he stared at Zhuotianhong coldly: "I heard the ancestors say you, you are the octopus monster ten thousand years ago! I didn't expect you to be alive! "

"That old nightmare, I will kill him sooner or later." Zhuo Tianhong said grimly.

However, he also had to admit that Mingluo's strength was really not that strong. Holding a black sword, he even fought with him and couldn't take care of Xiaojin and the others.

Moreover, what made him even more surprised was that his ability could not take away Ming Luo's blood and longevity.

"No wonder you have the guts to fight with me, because your fate is so tough." Zhuo Tianhong snorted coldly. Although his abilities are useless to Mingluo, as long as he is not a blessed person, he is fearless.

Those tentacles collided with the long sword, and they made a sharp sound of metal rubbing, and the void sparks shot everywhere.

Returning to the god-level cultivation base, compared to the ninth-level, Zhuo Tianhong is much stronger.

In the distance, Ling Feng alone fought against the mid-levels of the God of War realm, and he was stuck for a while. Although Ling Feng's strength was good, he still had just broken through the God of War realm and could not adapt to his own power.

If it was Xiao Fan, it would be different. Xiao Fan has been practicing till now and has fought countless big and small battles.

Especially after fighting in the time and space of ten thousand years ago for more than three years, if you only talk about combat experience, there are really few people in the same rank that are Xiao Fan's opponents.

"Xiaojin, do you have any confidence?" Nangong Xiaoxiao looked at the dozen foreign monks in front of him holding the Zhan Tianji, and couldn't help swallowing saliva.

Among them, there are as many as ten of the God of War Realm, and the others are also the pinnacle of the God of War, and both he and Xiao Jin are just the pinnacle of the God of War.

Let him one-on-one, Nangong Xiaoxiao is naturally fearless, one-on-two is no problem, and even one-on-three will only be a little pressure.

However, it is absolutely impossible for him to have one-to-four or even one-to-ten.

Not to mention him, even if Xiao Fan is at the peak of the battle sacred realm, if he wants one to ten, it is estimated that there will be a lot of pressure.

"Roar~" Xiao Jin roared. Suddenly, the soul sculpture on his back stood up, and Xiao Jin turned into a size of thirty or forty meters, and patted it directly with a paw.

Regardless of whether it is an opponent or not, anyway, let's talk about it first, and without protecting Xiao Fan's safety, it will be unscrupulous.

Huh!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and only a black light flashed across the sky, directly piercing through the chest of the soul carving, standing in front of the soul carving, it was Mingluo.

"Why?" Zhuo Tianhong was dumbfounded. He had just entangled Mingluo, but Mingluo instantly disappeared from his sight, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of the soul sculpture.

This ability is too terrifying, if the soul sculpture is really Xiao Fan, wouldn't it be possible that it really died.

"You're not him!" Ming Luo frowned at the soul sculpture that looked exactly like Xiao Fan.

"Are you looking for me?" At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly came from behind Ming Luo.