The next moment, he and the little savage looked at the Red Cotton Taoist Lord and turned into a stream of light and escaped into the ancient battlefield.

"Bah! Are you worried that we are afraid of cheating her? I am afraid that she will make us more!"

The little savage muttered.

"Haha, why don't you tell her in person?" Zhao Fan laughed.

"I can't even tell her mouth, so I won't humiliate myself..." The little savage was completely afraid of Hongmian Daojun's clever speech.

"Let's go, let's start too."

Zhao Fan's thoughts moved and he wanted to escape to the border of the battlefield first, with the little savage following closely.

The moment they were in the ancient battlefield, they felt like a duckweed was small and helpless in the turbulent ocean, and had no power in the void, but the aura of killing and resentment made their consciousness as slow as the chaotic Taoist body.

This symbolizes that the current willpower is still far from being able to walk on flat ground in the ancient battlefield.

"What a crazy resentment."

The little savage's pupils were magnified uncontrollably, and he said in a voice transmission: "It's like a ferocious beast in front of him who is so angry that he opened his mouth wide and wanted to swallow me."

"In contrast, the aura of killing is more threatening." Zhao Fan closed his eyes and said slowly: "I am like a young grass seedling, baptized in the storm."

The aura of killing was caused by the power fluctuations in that battle. Now the power fluctuations no longer exist, but time and space have special attributes attached.

As for the resentment of powerful beings when they fall, it is entirely psychological stimulation.

After Zhao Fan and the little savage went deeper into 100 million miles, the killing aura and resentment in the void were greatly increased. The ones in front were like appetizers, and it was not until this place that the horror of the battlefield began!

The little savage hair stood up and the cold sweat blew.

And Zhao Fan was not much better, and he was trembling.

In order to temper their will, they did not use isolation methods, otherwise the Chaos Secret Treasure Armor or Warrior could greatly weaken the external influence. In that case, it would be meaningless to come from afar.

"By the way, where has that woman Hongmian gone?" The little savage suddenly remembered this.

"I don't know, judging from her appearance, although it's the first time she has come here, but we know a little about the basics of this ancient battlefield. She must have known a lot more."

After Zhao Fan finished speaking, his eyes suddenly changed and he said, "The resentful spirit is coming!"

At the same time, the little savage didn't think about it and directly held his warrior in his hand and slashed the diagonally behind!

The translucent black outline in the void exudes a giggle, and the murderous aura emitted by it is comparable to the Four-Step Taoist Lord.

Resentful spirits are unique to the ancient battlefield. They are not essentially creatures, but are condensed from the places where the aura of killing and resentment are strongest. They have no spiritual intelligence and wander around the ancient battlefield. The attack method of resentful spirits is not the kind of power that harms the chaotic Taoist body, but the attack consciousness!

With strong willpower, the methods of resentful spirits are as if they are useless.

On the contrary, if the willpower is weak, the resentful spirit will be more terrifying than the creatures of the same level. At the least, the consciousness will be damaged, and at the worst, the consciousness will be erased, and it will become a vegetative shell, which will not die but cannot wake up.

Those crazy Chaos Taoist Lords were all seriously injured in consciousness, and were attacked by the means of resentful spirits, and were brought into the scene of the war as if they were in person...

Just imagine, who wouldn’t be afraid of tens of thousands of Taoist lords fighting against the powerful people?

And it’s not an illusion, it’s something that happened in reality, and it’s even more impactful!

Similarly, the resentful spirits are not afraid of the attacks of the creatures. For example, they were hit by the savage just now and were laughing safely.

"Hu...ha...chi..."

The black resentful spirit opened its mouth and made a strange sound, touching the nerves all over their bodies.

The sound was not transmitted, and it fell into the ears of Zhao Fan and the little savage in an instant.

Then their consciousness was as uncomfortable as if they were cut into pieces and rolled around.

After struggling for a while, I gradually calmed down.

With willpower, I took it through it!

Zhao Fan and the little savage stared at the black resentful spirit like a ferocious god. The other party was stunned. Knowing that his weight could not do anything to them, he retreated into the void and disappeared.

"This is the resentful spirit that flows through four steps."

The little savage said with lingering fear: "If we are the top four steps, or even the resentful spirits at the level of the powerful, our willpower is not enough. Therefore, we should not go deeper for the time being, just go deeper at this level, and temper our willpower through the aura of killing and resentment and the means of resentment we encounter."

"good."

Zhao Fan had no idea of ​​being too arrogant, and knew that if he continued to go deeper, he might not be able to withstand it.
Chapter completed!