The devil wished that his breath was cold and fierce. He stepped on the void and his feet on the nothingness. He looked at Lin Fan cold and Yin cold, and his heart was full of killing opportunities.
There are few people in the demon palace who died in Lin Fan''s hands, but they are all important people. They span two generations of nine sons. Both little demon God and demon engine are the key figures cultivated by the demon palace, but they all died in Lin Fan''s hands.
For a long time, the demon god palace was regarded as a joke and ridiculed by people. Only because the demon god palace was strong and bloodthirsty, it was the most important thing to pay attention to vengeance. As a result, he suffered blood losses in the hands of a teenager.
It''s time to put an end to these disgraces.
Lin Fan looked at the magic wish. The smell of the big tripod under his feet was filled with a sense of simplicity. It was like refining the long river of years and time. Unexpectedly, time fragments flashed. He smiled: "if you want my life, it depends on whether your Sabre is sharp or not."
"Presumptuous, don''t you dare to talk like this in front of Lord Mozhu? Are you looking for death?"
One of Lin Fan''s captives roared. He felt that finding a savior could free him from the embarrassing opportunity of being captured, so he scolded Lin fan.
"Hum, some people think they can underestimate the heroes in the world if they step into that realm. Don''t you know that for some people, he is still as small as an ant."
This is the ridicule of a prisoner. They hold their hands and stand under the big tripod, looking at Lin fan, confident and fearless.
Of course, it was not just these two who scolded Lin fan. More than a dozen strong men behind Mo Zhu also opened their mouths coldly and scolded Lin Fan wantonly.
But in fact, their accomplishments are not high. They are basically the peak of soul refining. There are only two people at the ancestral level. Only because, no matter who it is, it seems that Mozhu leads the team and carries 8000 ancestral arrows just to kill a Lin fan. It is already very extravagant and wasteful. There is no need to send more strong people.
Lin Fan smiled rather than smiled. He slightly lowered his head, looked at the two prisoners who had no fear, smiled and asked, "you have great expectations for him."
"Hum." a prisoner Leng hum. He looked at Lin Fan cynically: "you''d better kneel down quickly. Maybe Lord Mozhu can make you die happier. Otherwise, if you are beaten half dead later, I can torture you."
"Hey..." Lin Fan sighed, "even if you expect more from him, it seems that you forget that you are too close to me. Just mock me like this. When I have no temper?"
The hearts of the two prisoners were suddenly cold. When they saw magic wish, they got carried away and really forgot this one: "Lord magic wish save..."
The two opened their mouths together, but it was useless. Lin Fan just clapped them with one palm, so he killed them with broken bones and tendons, and howled miserably.
"Dare to hurt people in front of me and eat bear heart and leopard courage?"
Mo Zhu was very angry and furious. When Lin Fan raised his palm to kill, he didn''t want to resist the two wastes, but it was useless. Lin Fan''s palm seemed to ignore the space constraints. It was really another power close to the end of the world.
"Roar!"
He roared wildly, making the void burst, and a mass of magic fog was emitted with a bang. In an instant, the magic fog was so strange that it was like a group of innocent souls, running and howling.
The ghost cry made people''s hair hair hair and hair stand on end. The evil spirit eroded to Lin fan. Lin Fan was shrouded in it at the moment of flicking his finger.
The whole world is dark. You can''t see the scorching sun and hear the waves crashing on the shore. Lin Fan''s ears only have countless sad ghost tears, which is like coming to the devil''s world and going deep into the 18th floor of hell.
Everyone in the demon palace behind the Demon Lord showed extreme envy. This is one of the unique skills of the demon palace. Its name is very direct. It is called ghost cry.
It is the most vicious but also extremely powerful to recruit fierce ghosts and unjust souls in the world, which directly pollutes the Taoist fruits and spirits of practitioners. In the whole demon palace, only a few palms can practice this move.
Lin Fan responds to all changes with invariance. In his eyes, there are thousands of runes. Strands of golden lightning spread everywhere, exploring everything.
A moment later, he exclaimed that this skill was really strong. In a short time, he felt that his divine soul sea had been impacted hundreds of millions of times, and endless evil spirits and fierce ghosts rushed towards his head like moths to the fire.
"Void, thunder sword."
Lin Fan''s indifferent mouth, thunder grass invades the magic fog world one by one. The silver light is bright, but it emits the overwhelming sword intention. The sword intention erupts. Hundreds of millions of thunder swords directly cross the magic fog and strangle everything.
Magic wish''s expression changed greatly. In his perception, Lin Fan''s whole person was like a golden sun. At the beginning of the sun, those wronged souls were killed and gone. There was no return. As long as he approached Lin fan, he would be roasted into nothingness.
As soon as the shadow smiled, he also turned into a wisp of hundreds of millions of wronged souls. He hid in the endless wronged souls and killed Lin fan. He secretly prepared everything. Anyone who can get close to Lin fan will break out a powerful blow in an instant and directly kill Lin fan.
Lin Fan''s eye of runes peeps through everything, but he pretends not to see. He still guards everything with the power of Yang''s thunder.
"Hahaha, Lin fan, I see how you don''t die!"
Magic wish is close. He is only two feet away from Lin fan. This is an extremely dangerous distance. He looks at the ignorant and unknown Lin fan. He can''t stop laughing and roars. The magic fist town goes away. Many roads attack and kill, and a god chain extends from the magic fog to nail Lin fan.
He was determined to win the blow.
The people outside were very warm. After the roar of magic Zhu, he immediately laughed.
It''s an invincible magic wish to solve Lin fan so soon.
They shouted excitedly that they could kill Lin fan. It was a great achievement and there would be a great reward. They felt that following magic Zhu to attack and kill Lin Fan was really the most correct decision in their life.
Of course, this is not practical. In fact, in the magic fog——
The devil Zhu roared fiercely. The devil fist he killed was too strong. It was the concentrated virtual shadow of the small world condensed by his Dharma body. Don''t ask more. He can definitely bury all souls with one fist.
However, at the most critical moment, a big tripod suddenly appeared, and the magic wish fist attacked and killed in the direction.
"Dong..."
If someone strikes the battle bell of the ancient god''s court, the ripples will make a mess of the nearby miles. Many powerful soul refining people outside will be affected by the loud noise and turn into blood mud immediately.
"Lin......"
The devil wishes to roar with rage!
He knew that he had been deceived and wanted to step back, but how could that be possible?
For more than a year, Lin fan has experienced thousands of battles, fought in the most dangerous environment and fought with previous Tianjiao. He has no less grasp of the fighter than anyone at present.
Therefore, when Mo Zhu was still talking, a heavy halberd had quickly cut off his head, the head flew high, and the blood in his chest gushed ten thousand feet.
The severed head howled bitterly and wanted to flee. This is the strong place of the strong virtual Dharma. The corpse was separated and still did not die.
But it was useless. Lin Fan stretched out his hand and twisted his head in his hand.