When the third clone saw the old man and others besieging himself again, his expression finally changed.

At this moment, he hated Xiao Fan in his heart.

If it weren't for the kid in the Hunyuan Immortal King Realm, he could easily escape.

But the current battle situation is extremely dangerous, perhaps, he really might be left here.

Without waiting for him to think about it, the attacks of the old grave guards overwhelmed him in an instant.

30 No matter how strong the third clone is, how can it withstand the attacks of a dozen or so Hongmeng Immortal Kings.

His body shattered again and again, and in the end, he didn't even dare to recover.

But even so, the mist he melted was also slowly wiped out by everyone. If this continues, he will undoubtedly die.

"Bastard!"

Thirty the third clone roared in anger. Since being created by Thirty, he has never had such fear.

Likewise, this was the first time he felt the breath of death.

The old man guarding the tomb and others looked indifferent, and did not give the thirty-third clone a chance to recover physically.

And beside them, Wanyuan Eudemons madly swallowed the mist after the collapse of the thirty-third clone. This was the reason the thirty-third clone was the most angry.

Xiao Fan stared at this scene coldly, and his determination to kill the third clone was extremely firm.

"You guys, do you think you won?"

Thirty The third clone's voice resounded through the sky, and the tone was no longer angry, but ferocious: "If you want to kill this immortal, you have to pay a painful price!"

Hearing this, everyone frowned.

Is it possible that the third avatar is not a hole card?

Especially Xiao Fan, he knew that it was the Immortal Demon Cave at this moment, and who could save him?

"Wait! Fairy Demon Cave?"

Suddenly, Xiao Fan was agitated, and his whole body stood upright.

Boom

Almost at the same time, a tyrannical breath swept across the sky.

Everyone looked up at the same time, and saw a black cloud on the horizon blasting toward them quickly, and everyone felt an indescribable oppression.

"Haha, you all have to die."

The third clone laughed wildly.

"You guys continue."

Xiao Fan left a word, his figure flashed, and he swept towards the black cloud.

Instead of disappearing, there are Wanyuan Eudemons.

Xiao Fan knew that the black cloud was nothing else but the ruins beast of the Immortal Demon Cave.

Thinking of these market beasts, Xiao Fan secretly regretted.

Knowing this long ago, I should take Ten Thousand Source Eudemons to kill them all.

However, after thinking about it carefully, he discovered that he had been fighting strong enemies during this period of time, and had no time to enter the fairy cave to complete this important event.

Fortunately, it is not too late.

He absolutely did not allow the market beast to intervene in the matter of killing the third clone.

Others may not be able to deal with so many market beasts, but it does not include Wanyuan Eudemons.

"Ehhhhh~"

Suddenly, Wanyuan Eudemons roared, speeding up in vain, and instantly surpassing Xiao Fan.

In the process of approaching the endless market beast, the body of Wanyuan Eudemons kept getting bigger.

In just a few breaths, Wanyuan Eudemons was like a vast ancient star beast, opening its mouth wide and swallowing a large number of market beasts into its abdomen.

The method is simple and rude.

The old tomb guard and others who saw this scene were all dumbfounded.

They can clearly feel that among these market beasts, there are many immortal kings, and even one or two Hunyuan immortal kings.

A few market beasts are fearless, but tens of thousands of market beasts, even if they encounter them, will be extremely troublesome.

However, now that Wanyuan Eudemons makes a move, it turns out to be like dealing with Yin ants. How can this calm them?

"Ahhh~"

Wanyuan Eudemons let out a low groan, as if eating extremely happy.

He swallowed all the beasts that arrived at the market for almost ten breaths, and he also burped.

Xiao Fan stood stunned in the void, and he could clearly feel that the original avenue of Wanyuan Eudemons had become much stronger.

Moreover, as its original avenue becomes stronger, its own breath has more than doubled.

Xiao Fan was extremely surprised. When he reached the realm of the Hongmeng Immortal King, could his strength increase exponentially?

This shouldn't be, it completely violates the law.

However, when he saw the battlefield where the old grave guards and the Thirty Third Clone were on the battlefield, he seemed to understand something.

At least, the strength of Hongmeng Immortal King Realm is definitely different from Hunyuan Immortal King and its lower realms.

Otherwise, the thirty-third clone could not be so powerful.

"Asshole, asshole, **** you!" The third clone was completely crazy.

Seeing tens of thousands of market beasts swallowed by Wanyuan Eudemons, he could no longer calm down.

His third clone is dignified, but can't he die with these people?

What a shame this is.

"Thirty, your clone is dead." Xiao Fan said indifferently, "I want to see, who else will come to rescue you?"

Thirty The third clone was silent.

Summoning the market beast is already his last trump card.

This is the Immortal Demon Realm, who will come to rescue him?

With Xiao Fan here, he couldn't even escape through the Origin World.

"Xiao Wan, kill him." Xiao Fan snorted coldly.

"Eh~"

Wanyuan Eudemons excitedly rushed towards the thirty-third clone, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed most of the thirty-third clone's energy mist.

Although it is not the market beast, its energy is the same as the market beast.

After all, the three clones created at the beginning of Thirty were all created based on the rumor beast.

"This fairy is unwilling~"

Thirty the third clone gave a low growl. Originally, he thought that he had regained consciousness, his strength had improved, and anyone in the world who could kill him had not yet been born.

But he never expected that he had just awakened, and he was dead.

Xiao Fan was indifferent.

The old man guarding the tomb and others again firmly suppressed the third clone, giving the Wanyuan Eudemons a chance to swallow it.

The energy mist of the third clone kept decreasing, and it was already so small that the third clone could no longer condense the physical body.

The crowd showed joy, and the third clone was still going to die in their hands after all.

"Huh!"

Just at this moment, a sharp scream sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone's expressions changed slightly.

"Be careful!"

Xiao Fan yelled, but when he saw the old man tomb guard and the others, billions of swords appeared in vain and turned into a world of swords, swallowing everyone.

However, the old grave guards did not retreat.

To reach their level, even if Thirty's clone wants to kill them, it will take a while.

What if you get hurt?

The third clone must die.

Xiao Fan clenched his fists, he didn't expect such a change to happen at a critical time.

"Who is it?" Xiao Fan scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes. He wanted to know who would be here and sneak attack on the old grave guards.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan's pupils shrank suddenly.

In his sight, a figure appeared from the void not far away.

It was a man in black, holding a long sword in one hand, and a pair of eyes without any emotion, sweeping the audience coldly. The aura radiating from his body made Xiao Fan feel a deadly threat.