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Chapter 200 The old devil(2/2)

In Wu Fen's palm, a half-foot-sized crimson energy palm print was covered with jet-white traces. A terrifying force of space spread out from it, causing the space around the palm print to burst open at that moment.

Turned into pieces of white cracks...

Under the exposed skin, a little bit of blood seeped out!

The eight small strange fires of wind, thunder, anger, fire, cloud, water, and bone spirit heat have replaced the eight qi of wind, cloud, and frost, and the eight elements have been unified, and their power is even greater than the original!

I thought I could rely on my youthful experience to launch a leapfrog counterattack, but unexpectedly, I hit the iron plate and became a stepping stone for others!

The power of the fighting skill itself is roughly at the level of the earth realm, but its power is linked to the strange fire. The weaker the strange fire it engulfs, the weaker its own defense power is.

Because today's Xiao Yan is not the little Yanzi who knew nothing about the ancient clan in the original work.

But now Xiao Yan's words are like a bloody knife on my wound.

The eight points return to the vitality, the eight elements circulate, and life is the breath.

Next, to refine the Heavenly Demon Puppet, the body and soul of the Earthly Demon Old Ghost are all suitable materials.

With a deep shout, Wu Fensen fixed his stern eyes on the Old Demon. Immediately, Chang gave a fierce push with his hand. The mysterious palm prints covered with countless hair-like fine white marks were fierce.

Rush out!

Judging from the eight types of strange fires currently integrated in Xiao Yan's body, the power of that fighting skill is definitely that of a heavenly level!

I was just one step away from having my heart picked to death.

Feeling the oppressive silence in the inner courtyard, Su Qian frowned, raised his head, looked at the blood-haired old man, and said anxiously: "Have you seen this young man? Did you think that his strength is so great?"

I have lost a lot of energy."

"Thousand Fantasy Black Ice Thorns!"

But if it comes to a head-to-head confrontation, I won’t suffer any loss. In terms of cultivation, speed, and reaction, Xiao Yan is inferior to me!

Yes, for Xiao Yan, who now has no heaven-level skills, that is a too small flaw, it can only be slightly flawless.

Now that I saw it with my own eyes, Xiao Yan exclaimed: "That's amazing, Your Majesty!"

Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed, his palms clasped together, and a huge crimson lotus blossom bloomed - "The lotus moves for four days!"

Today's Mang Tianchi has long become a weak Douzong, but I am still lingering at the Douzong level. That has always been a pain in my heart.

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It's a pity that compared to close combat, who is Xiao Yan more afraid of?!

Of course, there are some among us who have not escaped. Unfortunately, anyone who dares to escape will be turned into a stone statue by His Majesty the Medusa King.

"Whoever blocks, who dies?" Xiao Hanhan laughed, soared into the air, blocking the face of the Old Demon: "Just a one-star Douzong like him?"

At this time, a group of demon old ghosts filled with ferocious aura had just appeared, and a force of aura fell from the sky, covering the entire inner courtyard. The expressions of some powerful students did not change on the spot, and they looked at each other.

One glance, and there was no trace of panic in the eyes.

And that is also the soul of this old devil.

"Bing Ning Sword Jue!"

Anticipate enemy aircraft first, then gain insight into the overall situation.

The terrifying energy storm spread from the sky. White cracks more than ten feet long appeared quietly like ravines under the empty space. Such a scene was like a hideous little mouth suddenly opening under the sky.

Like, it makes people feel chilly.

With his throat rolling, the old devil opened his dry mouth, and then said in a hoarse voice: "I will leave now..."

Xiao Haner smiled and said, giving the old guy no face at all.

When Xiao Yan took action, the Old Demon's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he punched his chest hard. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and the blood flew up, and he directly wrapped his body and retreated.

And as the blood mist enveloped the old demon, the space around him quickly twisted.
Chapter completed!
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