Chapter 1978 What if I Don’t Hand It Over?

"The seventh regiment!" In a broken ruins, Xiao Fan looked at Zhuo Tianhong, who was covered in blood mist, and took a deep breath.

Zhuo Tianhong looked confused, as if he was about to collapse at any moment. His eyes were as red as blood, and he was obviously haunted by countless resentments.

If it were anyone else, he would have lost his mind long ago, but Zhuo Tianhong still persisted with his tenacity.

Xiao Fan obviously did not expect that Zhuo Tianhong could persist until the seventh ball of soul fire. Although he had previously said that he hoped that Zhuo Tianhong could devour the eighth ball, he did not have much hope in his heart. The six balls of soul fire should already be his. It's the limit.

If Zhuo Tianhong knew Xiao Fan's thoughts, he would probably vomit blood in depression.

Even if there is only a trace of resentment from the eight undead monarchs, it is not something that a monk at the top of the God of War realm can bear.

Jianluo and others looked at Zhuo Tianhong with worried looks on their faces.

Before, they just thought it was Zhuo Tianhong's good luck that Xiao Fan would help him like this, but now they know that even if Xiao Fan takes the initiative to help them, they can't do what Zhuo Tianhong does.

"You have to hold on to the last group." Xiao Fan looked at Zhuo Tianhong solemnly and said.

"Okay!" Zhuo Tianhong gritted his teeth. At this moment, he was constantly refining the power of soul fire in his body and enduring the erosion of resentment.

The resentment contained in the resentment constantly impacted his mind, as if soul attacks were constantly bombarding him.

Xiao Fan gave Jianluo and Chu Qingkuang a look to tell them to pay attention to Zhuo Tianhong's condition.

Xiao Fan took out the ancient scroll and analyzed it for a while, and finally locked on another reverse direction, and then continued to search in the tomb of the undead.

Although Xiao Fan and his party were walking on flat ground in the tomb of the undead, others did not feel so comfortable. They could only move forward on the ancient road.

However, Xiao Fan and the others were able to walk freely. Those undead skeletons felt the aura of Zhuo Tianhong and all of them retreated.

After almost half a cup of tea, Xiao Fan finally stopped, looked at a dark mountain peak in front of him and said, "That's it!"

Having said that, Xiao Fan was just about to shoot, but at this moment, there was a sudden roar in the distance, and sword energy soared into the sky from the other side of the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, countless undead skeletons around became crazy and continued to surge towards the mountain peak.

"Did someone get in first?" Xiao Tianyang asked in shock.

"Let's go!" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, vaguely guessed something, and quickly approached the mountain peak.

After a while, everyone stopped at the top of the mountain. The mountain they were on was not actually a mountain, but a huge tomb. It was the tomb of an undead monarch.

Shura Mountain is extremely vast, with a radius of thousands of miles. It is not unusual to have such a vast space under the mountain.

Xiao Fan and his party looked up, only to see a figure in white fighting a bone dragon hundreds of feet long in the distance. The world was shaking violently and the air waves were surging.

"Zuo Jiangli!" Xiao Tianyang looked into the distance in horror, and instantly recognized one of them, with an incredible look on his face.

No wonder he was so surprised. Zuo Jiangli was once his defeated general. Zuo Jiangli's strength was not that great. At most, it was comparable to the peak of the ordinary God of War realm, or even worse.

But now, Zuo Jiangli's burst of power was able to suppress the bone dragon. As an undead monarch, he was at least half as strong as a god.

Why did Zuo Jiangli's strength change so much? Xiao Tianyang couldn't figure it out at first, but then quickly remembered something.

"Has another soul awakened in his body?" Xiao Tianyang came over in a trance, and his heart sank slightly. Only in this way can he explain Zuo Jiangli's strength.

Jian Luo and the others also looked solemn, and Zuo Jiang Li's strength displayed at this moment seemed not much worse than Xiao Fan's.

Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and his expression quickly returned to calm. He did not take action or leave, but just watched the battle in the distance quietly.

The moment Xiao Fan and the others appeared, Zuo Jiangli suddenly looked in this direction, and his subordinates looked at Xiao Fan and the others with caution.

"Ang~" The bone dragon that was several hundred feet long took advantage of the moment Zuo Jiangli killed the god, and suddenly roared with all its strength, and slashed down with a bone claw.

Zuo Jiangli was unprepared, and his body was hit by a strong wind. A trace of blood spattered out, and his body instantly fell back dozens of feet.

However, Bone Dragon did not continue to attack Zuo Jiangli. Instead, he suddenly turned around and killed Xiao Fan and the others.

"Hmph!" Zuo Jiangli snorted coldly and wanted to pursue him. However, the bone dragon was very fast, and Zuo Jiangli was not much faster than it.

The bone dragon's murderous intention was locked on Xiao Fan, and it appeared not far away from Xiao Fan and the others in the blink of an eye.

Jian Luo and the others' faces darkened. Could it be that this bone dragon would also cause trouble?

Haven't they lost the ability to think and only have instinctive killing and resentment?

In fact, they thought too much. The reason why Bone Dragon gave up attacking Zuo Jiangli and instead attacked Xiao Fan was because he felt the power of blood in Xiao Fan's body.

This bone dragon was killed by Shen Wuwu before it was alive. After death, it still held a trace of resentment and only wanted revenge. Now that it smelled a similar bloodline aura to Shen Wuwu, it naturally just wanted to kill Xiao Fan.

When Xiao Fan saw the bone dragon coming to kill him, he frowned slightly and thought to himself: "Even if this guy was killed by Master Shen Wuwu, he shouldn't just hate the Master. He should hate the Great Elder of the Shura Royal Clan even more. , why would you let Zuo Jiangli go?"

Without giving Xiao Fan any time to think, the bone dragon had already come closer. Its bone claws were like knives, almost tearing the void apart. The sharp astral wind swept across the sky and earth, sending sand and rocks flying above the mountain peaks.

Xiao Fan's body flashed, and instead of retreating, he advanced. He stepped on the Taixuan Divine Wandering Step. When he reappeared, he was already next to the soul fire. With a flick of his finger, a black vortex crushed the soul fire.

In less than a breath, there was a clicking sound from the soul fire, which was obviously the last trace of life energy dissipating.

Then Xiao Fan stretched out a finger and tapped it lightly, and a vortex suddenly appeared and swallowed the soul fire directly.

This series of movements is completed in just one breath, like flowing clouds and flowing water, without any confusion.

Jian Luo and the others were already dumbfounded. Only then did they realize that it was so easy for Xiao Fan to kill an undead monarch.

Only then did they understand Xiao Fan's previous intention, to let them fight the undead monarch, just to improve their combat effectiveness.

The soul fire of the undead monarch-level bone dragon was taken away by Xiao Fan. The body of the bone dragon suddenly fell towards the ground, and then hit the mountain peak, turning into countless debris and flying in all directions.

At this time, Zuo Jiangli also came closer. Seeing Xiao Fan taking away the soul fire that should belong to him, his face sank slightly, he stared at Xiao Fan and said coldly: "You'd better hand over the soul fire!"

Zuo Jiangli's tone was cold, and his eyes were like those of a superior ruler, full of silence, as if he could easily destroy Xiao Fan with just one thought.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to threaten the young master!" Xiao Tianyang scolded angrily. He was very unhappy with Zuo Jiangli's domineering tone.

Although Zuo Jiangli is now very strong, he still looks down on him because Zuo Jiangli is no longer himself.

Xiao Fan waved his hand to signal Xiao Tianyang to shut up, and then he looked at Zuo Jiangli meaningfully and said, "What if I don't hand it over?"