The man with jade face was stunned and stared at Lu Fan with a black flag in his hand.

But the heart is surging...

Nothing happened at all?

How is this possible!

The soul-suming banner has infinite strange power. With a little infusion of true energy, waving it, and with a gentle wave, even a martial arts power will be instantly caught, but Lu Fan in front of him seems to have no influence at all?

"Come again!"

He took a deep breath, suddenly put his index finger in his mouth, bit his teeth hard, and saw blood flowing out, sliding hard on the soul-suming flag!

"Lu Fan is careful. He is using his fingertips to stimulate the power in the soul-suming banner. His own strength cannot be activated. This time he will be ruthless in his attacks on you. Don't take it lightly!"

In Lu Fan's ears, Qi Qianming's heavy warning sounded.

He looked back and saw Qi Qianming standing in the crowd, his lips not moving, obviously using the secret room to transmit voice.

"Come to me!"

The next second, the roar of the jade-faced man shook the air!

Lu Fan suddenly looked back and before he could see the movements of the jade-faced man clearly, an extremely strong cold wind swept across the world and enveloped himself.

The cold wind came suddenly, and Lu Fan didn't even feel a trace of coldness. He seemed to be in an ice cellar, and the temperature of the air around his body suddenly dropped to zero.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Lu Fan frowned and looked around.

I found myself standing in an independent space at this moment.

He could see the people outside, to be precise, his shadow could be seen.

He stood in the center of the courtyard, and the surroundings seemed to be blocked by a thin film. The figures of the people outside were slim and had strange smells, and they were not real...

In Lu Fan's mind, a strange thought suddenly rose leisurely at this moment.

These shadows are not people, but people's souls...

"Why did this kind of thought?"

Lu Fan lowered his head and murmured to himself.

He did not feel any murderous intentions, but this feeling of being completely isolated by the world made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Do you want to play psychological attack again?"

Lu Fan waited for a while and easily suppressed the anxiety deep in his heart. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

And at this time, it is outside.

Everyone could clearly see that just now, the jade-faced man wiped the soul-suming banner with his fingertips and waved it hard, Lu Fan's figure was instantly shrouded by a cold wave. Everyone could see his figure. Under the reflection of the cold wind, it seemed to have become a shadow in the haha ​​mirror...

Sometimes it fluctuates, sometimes it twists, sometimes it stretches its hands and feet, sometimes it turns into a big-headed ghost with a slender neck and a huge head...

"This, what is this?"

A warrior showed a look of fear on his face, "I, why do I feel like this doesn't look like a person? Could it be that this is Lu Fan's three souls and seven spirits, which were hooked up by overseas monks?"

At this time, not only him, but everyone present looked at the strange shadows in the cold, and felt that it was not a person standing inside, but a demon and monster.

“A little strange.”

Qi Qianming frowned the tightest. As the deputy leader of Qiansha Sect, the strength of Daxuan Master, he could tell at a glance that the Yin Feng was not normal. Moreover, the strange shadows in the Yin Feng easily reminded him of something...

Voice!
Chapter completed!