Chapter 1665: Mental transformation

Chapter One Six Six Five
The four big eight war gods, the three big seven war gods, all died under one man's sword, plus the previous eighteen people, Xiao Fan has killed as many as 25 foreign monks.
However, Xiao Fan couldn't be happy, he still remembered the familiar but unfamiliar faces of Dragon Sword Team and Qingyun Team in his mind.
Twenty-five people were killed and fourteen died. Even if they win, they will only win miserably.
Xiao Fan also knew that it was absolutely impossible for an undead person to drive a foreign race out of the War Soul Continent.
In the future, we will only see more and more people die, some may be his friends, some may be his relatives and friends.
He secretly vowed in his heart that he must become strong enough to try his best to avoid the recurrence of the present thing. He could only watch the Dragon Sword Team and Qingyun Team be destroyed.
Xiao Fan's body was a little faltering, as he tried his best to kill seven powerhouses with cultivation bases above the Seven Transformation God of War, and it was extremely costly to him, but he could barely support it.
Xiao Fan slowly landed on a stone, holding a sword in one hand, staring coldly at the front, as if a hunter was looking for prey.
Although the Dragon Sword Team and Qingyun Team were destroyed, Xiao Fan was still alive. As long as he was still alive, he would definitely complete this task and prevent the alien cultivator from taking half a step from here.
This was Xiao Fan's guarantee to the two squad members. He currently has no ability to drive the alien race out of the War Soul Continent, but there is still no problem in sticking to one battle line.
He ran endless fighting techniques, slowly regaining his supernatural power, without any relaxation in his mind.
The pain of death made Xiao Fan understand a lot, even he himself did not know that his mind was undergoing a certain transformation silently.
The aura on his body is slowly increasing, Shura's Profound Truth, life and death Profound Truth seems to be touched again.
"If it doesn't break out in the killing, it will be destroyed in the killing." Xiao Fan is very determined, and he guards this front alone.
Time was slowly passing away, Xiao Fan didn't know how long it had passed, and the divine power in his body had recovered seven or eighty-eight, and his mind was tense for a long time, leaving him in a state of high tension.
Any wind and grass will pull his heartstrings.
Suddenly, Xiao Fan's eyes trembled slightly. He was like a leopard about to culminate his prey, and he suddenly slashed towards the sea of ​​fog.
The sea of ​​fog was cut open with a sword by Xiao Fan, and there was a burst of noise in a few moments, the sword gas exploded, and a fist smashed from the sea of ​​fog.
Xiao Fan only felt his scalp numb, and his facial muscles were a little distorted by the tremendous pressure.
That punch was powerful enough to shake the world and shatter Huanyu.
Xiao Fan mobilized his whole body strength without hesitation, and the blood of Shura and the dragon was boiling, and he held the Shura sword to greet him again.
The tyrant's sword aura tore the void, containing unparalleled sharpness.
However, when the sword energy touched the fist, Xiao Fan felt like he was hit by a meteorite, his chest trembled, and his internal organs churned.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his body was flying upside down like a cannonball, without any resistance at all.
"The God of War Peak!"
Xiao Fan judged the opponent's strength for the first time. If he was only the God of Nine Changes, he would definitely not be able to fight back.
His Asura Divine Body was so powerful, but it was almost exploded by the opponent's random punch, and the surface of his body was cracked with blood, blood flowing horizontally.
His body flew upside down a few miles, and slammed into the mountains and forests, splashing countless dust, and bursting into the void.
After a short while, Xiao Fan stood up, his body swayed, a little unstable, his gloomy eyes looked at the sky, and there was a blood-robed middle-aged man standing there.
The middle-aged man in a blood-robed robe was raging on his back, his mighty power was soaring, his whole body was filled with violent blood, and he looked at Xiao Fan as if he were looking at an ant.
"It's you who killed my tribe's late seven war gods?" The blood-robed middle-aged man said in a cold tone, full of killing intent.
Xiao Fan didn't know how the blood-robed middle-aged man knew that he had killed their seven masters, but his thoughts became clearer.
"You might be the next one." Xiao Fanhan said, even if he knew that the opponent was the peak of the God of War, he didn't have any fear.
Escape is definitely not possible.
And he would never run away, because he never thought of running away.
What about the peak of the God of War? If you are really dead, pulling a peak of the God of War will be a good result.
"Crazy, ignorant!" The blood-robed middle-aged man spit out a few words coldly, "Remember, the one who killed you is a nightmare!"
"Nightmare?"
Xiao Fan frowned. He was familiar with this name, but he didn't know where he had heard it. For a while, he couldn't remember it.
But before he could think about it, the Dark Nightmare appeared in front of him, and with a flick of his finger, a huge hand fell from the sky. The coercion was peerless, and the void trembled violently, and could explode at any time.
"Raksha finger?" Xiao Fan's pupils shrank slightly. He had seen Murong Mingyue use Raksha finger before, but he broke it open with one finger.
Now I didn't expect this person to be able to use this fingering, and the power did not know how many times stronger than Murong Mingyue's power.
Even if he knew the flaw in this finger, Xiao Fan didn't dare use the same method to crack it.
"Reincarnation of life and death!"
Xiao Fan shouted, he could only use his most powerful sword, the blood of Shura, the blood of Shenlong, and the body of Shura were all operating, and even the endless battle spirit was mobilized. This was almost all his own power.
Boom boom boom!
There was a burst of noise in the void, and the fingers and swords collided fiercely, fighting each other, and it was obvious that Xiao Fan was still at a disadvantage.
The peak of the God of War realm, a kind of profound consummation, super powerful, hard to describe in words, how many times stronger than the Nine Transformation God of War, how can Xiao Fan be comparable?
Suddenly, Xiao Fan saw a ray of light passing by, rapidly expanding in Xiao Fan's pupils. Before Xiao Fan could react, a palm was inserted into his chest.
Xiao Fan only felt breathless, an indescribable pain filled his heart, his brows were furrowed, but he soon relaxed.
He slowly stretched out his palm, and there was a black spot of light rotating counterclockwise on his index finger, and a closer look would reveal that it was a whirlpool.
The small black vortex exuded a devastating aura, and the nightmare was shocked when he saw it, and wanted to escape from here for the first time.
However, Xiao Fan's other hand stubbornly grabbed his shoulders, a wicked smile appeared on his face, and a death consciousness.
"You are the first person to die under my magical powers, so I should be very lucky." Xiao Fan grinned, a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth, and the gap between his teeth was stained red.
Xiao Fan hadn't thought about death at all. The only thought in his mind was to kill Hades.
When the voice fell, Xiao Fan's finger gently poked the Dark Nightmare's body, and within a short time, the small black vortex zoomed in extremely quickly and directly enveloped Dark Nightmare.
What is the peak of the God of War, what is the complete meaning, under the small black whirlpool, nothing, all turned into fly ash.
Even before the screams were screamed, the nightmare disappeared completely.
Xiao Fan only felt that the space around him collapsed, his bones shattered, his flesh and blood flew across his body, and his whole person was swallowed by a vain force, and he was no longer aware of personnel.