The strongest collapse system

Chapter 846
In the center of Tianwu City, there is a large square with a radius of several miles. It is paved with neat and clean jade slabs. It is very spacious and can accommodate thousands of people. There is also a huge altar in the middle. It is used to worship the ghosts and gods of witches and ghosts.

As soon as Wang Fan and Hong Yi arrived at the central square of Tianwu City, there was a long and sharp howling sound from inside.

Afterwards, the black mist covering Tianwu City began to shrink.

The billowing black mist gathered towards the center, condensing into an eggshell-shaped canopy with a radius of several miles, covering the central square.

"The Great Array of Thousand Ghosts has gathered its power. It seems that the battle at the center has reached the most critical moment. Uncle Wang, shall we go in now?" Hong Yi asked.

At this time, the central square was completely covered by a black mist as thick as real.

"Let's go in." Wang Fan nodded, and with a flash, he rushed into the square, followed by Hong Yi.

At this time, the black mist was so dense that it was no longer in the form of mist, but a kind of sticky gelatin. As soon as Hong Yi's soul entered, he felt a slight squeeze, as if being wrapped up, A total chaos, unable to distinguish things.

Fortunately, his spirit is extremely powerful now, and after a little adaptation, there will be no serious problems.

He looked at Wang Fan, who was walking freely in front of him, and saw the black viscous gum automatically retreating in all directions, unable to get within three feet of Wang Fan at all.

"All evils retreat, and all dharmas do not invade!" Such a thought suddenly flashed in Hong Yi's mind.

A straight passage opened automatically as Wang Fan moved forward, allowing people to see the situation at the core of the square.

In the square, there are masters fighting fiercely!
To the west, there are nine Taoist priests sitting on the ground, seven of them are Taoist masters at the pinnacle of possessing the realm of distraction, who can break the barrier of life and death and become ghosts and immortals with only one step.

The two leading Taoists are like gods in the two portraits, and they have both reached the realm of ghosts and immortals.

"These two people should be Xiao Anran, the leader of Fang Xiandao, and Zhang Boheng, the head of the Taoist altar!" Wang Fan recognized their identities.

At this time, these two Taoist giants are leading the seven masters in the possession realm to fight against three Taoist priests wearing black linen clothes.

The three black-clothed Taoist priests were thin and thin, with thick dark clouds above their heads, and within each cloud, there were three generals gleaming with gold indistinctly.

These gods will have golden crowns on their heads, golden wings on their backs, and golden scales on their skin. Their faces are majestic and majestic, like emperors.

"The Corpse Emperor... Interesting!"

Wang Fan recognized it immediately, this is the corpse emperor of Wu Gui Dao.

And those three black-clothed Taoist priests are naturally the three elder ghosts and immortals of Wuguidao!
After the celestial corpse is further condensed, it becomes the corpse emperor. Only a master of the ghost level can refine the corpse emperor, and the combat power of the corpse emperor far surpasses that of ordinary ghosts.

Nine-headed corpse emperor!

The nine-headed corpse emperor, under the emissary of the three elders of Wu Gui Dao, is equivalent to at least nine masters in the realm of ghosts and immortals!

"Zhengyiyi and Fang Xiandao, the two Taoist leaders, and the two ghost immortals teamed up, with seven possession realm Taoism, can resist the power of nine ghost immortals. It is worthy of the orthodox Taoism." Wang Fan sighed.

Dagan Taoist priests and Wugui Taoist priests kept fighting, and the spirits rolled around in the sky of the square, which was extremely chaotic.

Although the ghosts and immortals were fighting to the death, these masters of Taoism still watched all directions and listened to all directions. They noticed it when Wang Fan and Hong Yi entered the grand formation of the Ten Thousand Ghosts.

At this time, Wang Fan approached the square, and was immediately stared at by countless eyes.

"It's him!" Xiao Anran, the head of Fang Xiandao, just took a look, and his pupils suddenly dilated, showing a look of shock.

Due to being too shocked, the power of the soul fluctuated, and was immediately suppressed by the power of the nine-headed corpse emperor of Wu Guidao.

"Brother Xiao, calm down!"

Zhang Boheng, another Taoist leader, let out a drink, which made Xiao Anran calm down.

"Who is he?" Zhang Boheng passed his thoughts to Xiao Anran while running his soul.

"Hey... he is the person who fought against Hong Xuanji in the battle of Xishan outside Yujing City!" Xiao sadly said.

"It turned out to be him!" Zhang Boheng was shocked.

Zhang Boheng, as the director of the Zhengyi Taoist altar, knew about this.

And he also knew that Xiao Anran was once defeated by this person, and lost Fang Xiandao's most precious treasure, Yuanyang Sword!
……

The appearance of Wang Fan attracted the attention of all Taoist masters on the square.

However, Wang Fan's eyes did not stay on them for long, but looked at the center of the square, the real protagonist!
Two warriors!

These two martial saints are fighting fiercely, their energy, fist, and masculine energy are rolling away, like a scorching sun, in the center of the square, a vacuum zone is formed, and the surrounding area is as sticky as black gelatin. The thick fog was completely cleared away.

And those masters of Taoism who fight with spirit and soul, avoid this area even more, for fear of being affected by the aftermath of the confrontation between the two.

Of these two martial saints, one is a teenager and the other is a monk!

The two people flew between their bodies, the fist wind shook, the stones on the ground burst one after another, and the gravel flew.When violent fists and palms alternate, the masculine force explodes in all directions, ghosts and gods cannot approach, and evil spirits run away.

The battle between the two great warriors is shocking!
"This young man is the champion..." Wang Fan glanced at the young man in the middle, "...is also one of Ah Yi's stepping stones!"

This young man was wearing a fancy dress dotted with purple gold broken stars, a purple gold crown on his head, and a bright yellow belt around his waist. appearance.

Taking another look at the monk who fought against Champion Hou, it pales in comparison.

There was a layer of short black stubble on the top of this monk's head, and the ring scar could be vaguely seen. He was a genuine monk. He was big-handed, burly, with huge ears. Although his complexion was rosy, he always had a bitter look.

"Monk Jingren..."

Although this monk was not as tall as the champion, he was really proficient in martial arts. He was wearing a black gold cassock. His fists flashed like lightning, and the wind of his fists was violent. He made the sound of dragons and tigers roaring, and his energy seemed to be boundless.

The two masters fought, split up and joined forces at once, every fight was like thunder in the sky, the air was shaken to burst repeatedly, and the air waves billowed.

"The martial arts of these two people are higher than that of Butler Wu."

Just as Wang Fan was thinking, he suddenly realized that after the two collided suddenly, they all retreated extremely quickly and stopped fighting.

Then, two pairs of eyes focused on him.

(End of this chapter)