"clank!"

Ye Fan's muscles and bones roared, his blood was fully activated, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming.

The witch rubbed her chest and quickly repaired the broken sternum.

Anger spewed from his eyes, which were as vicious as a poisonous snake, and he quickly rushed towards Ye Fan.

When she was more than ten meters away from Ye Fan, the witch suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and there were ripples in the air like water waves.

"tear!"

In the blink of an eye, air fluctuations appeared in the space about one meter behind Ye Fan, and the witch suddenly appeared, sticking out her palm.

Her nails became sharp, exuding a cold glow, and grabbed Ye Fan's back heart.

Ye Fan's footsteps moved slightly, his body leaned to one side, and the witch's sharp, knife-like palm grabbed a Shua next to him.

With a bang, the trunk exploded and sawdust flew.

Chapter 262 Soul-absorbing phantom formation, sorcery is vicious!

"Avoided?" The witch was stunned and surprised in her heart, but she didn't slow down her movements, and turned her wrist to grab Ye Fan again.

Ye Fan's ears moved, and he grabbed to the left in an instant, and stretched out his palm to grab the witch's hand.

"Crack!"

The congenital strength was concussed, and the witch let out a cry of pain, her palms trembled, and her bones were broken.

The witch stepped back and looked at Ye Fan in disbelief, her eyes finally became serious.

"Swish!"

There was a venomous brilliance in the witch's eyes, and her hands quickly formed seals.

"Woooo!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, flying sand and rocks.

A black vortex gradually condensed, and in the black vortex, those black air currents continued to condense, turning into many fierce spirits, violent roars and roars.

Several young adults were directly drawn into the vortex by the huge overflow of the black vortex.

The young man was swallowed into the vortex, and his flesh and blood instantly shattered, leaving only a solid skeleton.

Uncle Jiu turned pale with shock: "Everyone retreat quickly!"

"Ye Fan, this is the soul-stirring array, which is designed to capture the essence of the flesh and blood of living people and feed Li Ling."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Ye Fan frowned slightly.

At this time, the wind was blowing in all directions, and there was a shrill sound like howling ghosts and wolves that made one's scalp tingle.

The young and strong people behind Uncle Jiu all had pale complexions, cold hands and feet, and were too frightened to breathe.

"Mao Shanming, quickly lead the villagers back to the village, and I will stay and assist Ye Fan in dealing with the witch."

The situation is critical, Uncle Jiu doesn't want these villagers to stay and wait to die.

Mao Shanming nodded hurriedly, and led the villagers to the village.

Standing behind the black vortex, Ye Fan watched several living beings turn into bones in an instant, and the anger in his heart surged up, straight to his forehead, exuding a terrifying fighting spirit all over his body.

"Cruel means, damn it!" Ye Fan's eyes were blazing, his face was full of anger: "If you do evil in front of me, do you really think I'm air?"

The witch let out a sharp laugh: "Hahaha, when the Dementor Formation appears, blood must flow into rivers, and you must die too, and be buried with my dead brother!"

"Woooo!"

Countless fierce spirits flew out of the black vortex, wrapping Ye Fan tightly, trying to devour Ye Fan's flesh and blood.

Even, Li Ling wanted to attack Ye Fan's spirit, transforming into a hell, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"It's just a fantasy, small tricks!"

Ye Fan was very disdainful, his thoughts moved slightly, his qi and blood oscillated, the Buddha's light bloomed, the electric arc flickered, and the true energy of nine suns erupted.

"Crack!"

The eerie illusion was directly broken by violence, like a broken mirror.

The witch's face was dull, and Ye Fan was terrified when he found that the qi and blood in the black vortex were shaking, releasing Buddha's light, electric arc, and nine yang zhenqi.

Not only were those fierce spirits unable to swallow Ye Fan's flesh and blood, but many of the fierce spirits who approached Ye Fan were instantly wiped out.

"Why is the mental attack ineffective on him?" The witch was dazed, confused.

"Hmph, I'm an innate warrior, and my soul is hidden in my flesh and blood. It's just a dream to attack my spirit." Ye Fan smiled contemptuously.

"Boom!"

In the Dementor Formation, Ye Fan thundered and took the initiative to attack those Li Ling who were wandering around him.

With a single slap, a Li Ling who opened his teeth and claws exploded, and with a roar, the sound waves could also disperse Li Ling's spirit body.

Uncle Jiu looked at Ye Fan, who was as violent as a titan in the black vortex, and fell silent. After a long time, he came forward to help with a talisman.

The talisman was pasted, but before it entered the black vortex, it burned directly into ashes.

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