Chapter 3547 Xiao Fan Takes Action

High in the sky, more than twenty Saint-level experts took action almost at the same time, rushing into the altar crazily. The terrifying pressure made the world begin to shake.

Any one of these powerful men has the ability to destroy heaven and earth.

Now, if we attack at the same time, even if they are placed in the Ancient God Realm, they can sweep away all enemies.

This is the confidence and strength of Jiuyou Hell!

However, these people are all colliding together at this moment, and one can imagine how terrifying their power is.

There were some half-step Saint Realm powerhouses around who just took action, but were overwhelmed by the overwhelming power and exploded, leaving nothing behind.

When the others saw this, they were all frightened and retreated back if they dared to get close.

A battle of this level is not something they can fight against.

"Get out of my way!"

"kill!"

"The Nine Ghost Body is mine!"

A roar came from the sky, and more than twenty saint-level saints refused to let anyone go. Before they even got close to the colorful altar, they started fighting each other crazily.

The masters of the four major forces were even more heavily taken care of, with at least two Saints in the realm besieging them.

"Duanmu Ku, you want to stop me?" Ming Jue roared angrily, looking coldly at the old man in black robe opposite him, who was the Saint-level expert who asked Ming Jue to change the rules before.

"Master of the Valley of the Underworld, everyone has a share in the nine ghost bodies. If you don't stop the old man, how can he stop you?" Duanmu Gusi, the old man in black robe opposite, showed no fear and instead said with a smile.

Ming Jue almost cursed, "Damn it, if I don't stop you, will I just watch you take away the nine ghost bodies?"

Although everyone can only get one, if someone gets one, then one is missing.

"If that's the case, then die!" Ming Jue looked ruthless and attacked the two people opposite him crazily.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have formed a tacit understanding. No one would let anyone get close to the colorful altar until the final winner was decided.

The drunkard was also entangled by someone, and it was basically impossible to get close to the colorful altar.

"Qingyu, how about you and I enter the altar at the same time and get a nine-ghost body?" The drunkard said while fighting, while transmitting a message to a man in black armor opposite.

Qingyu, a man in black armor, shook his head and replied: "Zhuge Qingxuan, I also want to get the Nine Ghost Body, but even if I get the Nine Ghost Body, I will definitely be besieged by them."

"Once the nine ghost bodies are possessed by the soul body, it will be of no use to others. They will not kill them all." The drunkard said solemnly, "Besides, you and I have obtained the nine ghost bodies and already have physical bodies. How can we be afraid?" Can’t they make it?”

"I'm afraid you don't know that the moment the soul body possesses the nine ghost bodies, it will be expelled from the altar, and when it merges with the nine ghost bodies, there will be a three-breath period of weakness, right?" Qingyu, a man in black armor, sneered.

What a joke, the three-breath period of weakness is enough to kill them countless times.

A drunkard dares to take risks, but that doesn't mean Qingyu dares to take risks.

Although he wanted to get the Nine Ghost Body, he didn't want to lose his life.

Others also have the same mentality as him, and almost no one is confident enough to stop the attacks of other saints within the three breaths after getting the Nine Ghost Body.

Unless someone is willing to help guard the time of three breaths, who will take such a risk for them?

Moreover, these saints are almost all strangers, and they will not trust anyone.

Because once the soul merges with the nine ghost body, it can leave this world at any time. Even if the other party is promised countless benefits, no one will be willing to believe it.

If that person ran away after merging with the Nine Ghosts, then he wouldn't even have a place to cry.

Three short seconds are enough to stop most of the Saint Realm experts.

"That's it." The drunkard showed a clear look, as if he suddenly understood something.

"Are you trying to trick me on purpose?" Upon hearing this, Qingyu on the other side became furious and his attacks became even more frenzied.

The drunkard resisted calmly, but secretly sighed in his heart. Just now he was thinking of knocking Qingyu away, rushing into the altar in one breath and getting a nine-ghost body.

Now it seems that it is fortunate that he did not do this, otherwise, he would have died without knowing it.

Although the drunkard's strength is not weaker than that of the saints present, but facing dozens or twenty saints, it is not something he can resist.

In the distance, Xiao Fan quietly watched the battle high in the sky, with a look of doubt on his face, and frowned: "Is it necessary for them to desperately stop each other like this? Can't they just rush in and snatch the Nine Ghosts body?"

"Of course it's necessary!" Bing Caiyun said coldly without looking back.

"Finish your words." Xiao Fan frowned. Is there anything special here? A trace of displeasure flashed across Bing Caiyun's face, but he still explained: "The Nine Ghost Body has a characteristic that it can only withstand one soul possession. That is to say, when someone enters the Nine Ghost Body, others will kill the soul in it. get it too

Nothing works. "

Xiao Fan frowned slightly, but he still had doubts in his heart. Even if it was as Bing Caiyun said, they could still get the Nine Ghost Body while others were unprepared.

Before Xiao Fan could speak, Bing Caiyun continued to explain a few words, and Xiao Fan suddenly understood.

"Three breaths of weakness?" Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and said solemnly: "In other words, as long as you withstand three breaths of time, you can leave the Nine Nether Hell alive?"

"Theoretically, this is true, but who is willing to withstand three breaths of time for others?" Bing Caiyun stared at Long Wu in the sky, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"That may not be impossible." Xiao Fan muttered secretly in his heart, "If we set up a formation here, it may not be able to stop the three-breath time. It's a pity that the time is too hasty."

Xiao Fan was confident that he could do it as long as he was given enough time to block the three-breath time of more than ten or twenty saintly realms.

"If this continues, I guess we will have to fight to the death before anyone can get the Nine Ghost Body." Xiao Fan sighed slightly.

"It would be great if the Nine Ghost Body could be obtained so easily." Bing Caiyun glanced at Xiao Fan with disdain.

"Easy said, that's easy. It only takes three breaths, right?" Xiao Fan smiled confidently, and then suddenly shot towards the colorful altar.

"Are you looking for death?" Bing Caiyun's expression changed drastically when he saw this.

How could she have thought that Xiao Fan would rush into the battle group of the Holy Lord Realm at this moment? This is simply too boring!

Do you think no one will pay attention to the movements around the colorful altar when fighting in other holy realms?

Once someone approaches the colorful altar, others will definitely take action without hesitation.

Moreover, even if Xiao Fan gets the Nine Ghost Body, it is absolutely impossible to survive the three seconds of weakness.

However, what Bing Caiyun didn't know was that Xiao Fan had no intention of snatching the body of Nine Ghosts, but appeared not far from the drunkard. "Teacher, I'm here to stop him and give you time to fight for three breaths." Xiao Fan secretly sent a message to the drunkard, and then waved his hand, and a ray of light instantly merged with him.