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The demonic flame just rose up, and it burst out with such a terrifying lethality, it is enough to see how terrifying the demonic flame itself is.
Lu Fan also learned the details of Mo Yan from the mouths of the three Tong brothers.
In ancient times, half of Mo Yan's body was taken away by Mo Zu, and the remaining half was divided into two parts, one part was in the Chaos Demon Sea of ??the Cultivation Continent, and the other part was in the hands of Dry Soul, which is what is in front of us.
"Boomboom!"
The magic flame was still expanding rapidly, and instantly turned into a terrifying black mist nearly four kilometers in size.
Dry Soul's current spiritual consciousness is only nearly four kilometers away. After the terrifying black mist expanded to a size of four kilometers, it finally stopped.
However, the 4,000-meter-long black mist that shot straight into the sky was already terrifying, and coupled with the incomparably cold, lethal power that could freeze and explode everything, it was even more frightening.
The figure of the withered soul was completely hidden in the magic flame, and a cold and proud voice came from it.
"Boy, with your humble cultivation, it is impossible to block the powerful attack of this deity, even for a breath. Of course, if you can sacrifice the perfect Xuantian palm left by Xuanwu, you may be able to last two breaths. "
Lu Fan immediately heard that there was a sense of temptation hidden in this cold and complacent voice.
Sure enough, as the sound sounded, the 4,000-meter-sized magic flame slowly stopped, as if waiting for him to display the perfect "Xuantian Palm".
Four thousand meters away, Ma Laoer also began to flash a vicious cold light, as if he was also waiting for his perfect "Xuantian Palm".
These scenes made Lu Fan feel like a mirror.
It turned out that Kuhun and Ma Laoer had already discussed to deal with his perfect "Xuantian Palm" together.
Although Ma Laoer is afraid of the three ways of returning to the virtual inheritance marks on him, he still has the power to resist the perfect "Xuantian Palm" that he has cast.
Dry Soul didn't take Lu Fan seriously at all, but he must not ignore the perfect "Xuantian Palm" left by Xuanwu Xianzun. He was injured by this palm back then and was sealed under the big crack.
"The withered soul didn't attack me right away, but just wanted to lure me to use the Perfect Xuantian Palm. As long as he can break the Perfect Xuantian Palm, he can kill me and all the monks present with confidence
But he doesn't know that I don't have the perfect Xuantian Palm anymore, and this is my chance. We must never let him know about this matter, but use the Perfect Xuantian Palm to frighten him and make him fearful. "Lu Fan responded quickly and made a quick decision.
His eyes flickered slightly, pretending to be disdainful, and said coldly.
"Just based on your attack, you want me to sacrifice the perfect Xuantian Palm of the Xuanwu Immortal?Dreaming."
"What an arrogant boy." Withered Soul hid in the center of the magic flame, and was not angered by Lu Fan's disrespectful words, but continued to speak with sinister eyes and a sarcastic expression.
"Stop pretending, this deity has already known that the perfect Xuantian palm in your hand has long been exhausted. At this time, you are already an ant with no power to resist, and you will soon become the blood food of this deity!" .¡±
"Boom"
After the vicious voice fell, Mo Yan rolled violently again and rushed towards Lu Fan again.
However, it came at a very slow speed, and seemed a little cautious.
Lu Fan knew that the withered soul was still scaring him, and was still testing whether he still had the perfect "Xuantian Palm".
"As I said, with the magic flames in front of me, I am not qualified to sacrifice the Perfect Xuantian Palm at all." He said disdainfully as he stepped back.
Withered soul is testing his details, and he also wants to test out the true strength of dry soul.
He is very sure that the level of magic flame in front of him is by no means the real strength of the dry soul, at most it only accounts for 40% of the opponent's real strength.
With only 40% of his power, he is indeed not qualified to let him display a powerful trump card
Mo Yan moved forward slowly, while Lu Fan continued to retreat without resorting to any means, his face was still calm, and there was no sign of nervousness at all, but a confident expression.
Withered soul's complexion is getting uglier.
He tried every means to test whether Lu Fan still had the perfect "Xuantian Palm", but Lu Fan just didn't fall for it, which made him very upset.
The mature look on Lu Fan's face made him very afraid.
"Junior Brother Kuhun, this kid is very cunning. He has already seen that you are tempting, and he has also seen that you are very afraid of the Perfect Xuantian Palm. It is impossible to fall for the trick, and the approach must be changed.¡±
Just then, Ma? A cold voice sounded in his sea of ??consciousness.
"With my current strength, how could I be afraid of the Perfect Xuantian Palm? You are wrong." For the sake of face, Withered Soul must not admit this matter.
He is a majestic Demon Heavenly Venerable, and he has three peak cultivation bases. If outsiders see that he is afraid of a monk, wouldn't he lose all face?
"This ancestor is not interested in knowing whether you are afraid of the Perfect Xuantian Palm. This ancestor just wants to get rid of this kid as soon as possible, get his body and the three return imprints of returning to the void as soon as possible, and go to Xianchi as soon as possible to find a way to enter the fairy world
If you procrastinate any longer, this patriarch has no choice but to adopt other methods to kill this kid. Ma Laoer raised his head, indifferent and arrogant, and there was an unquestionable tone in the sound transmission.
"Hmph, your cultivation can't hurt him at all, so what other good ways can you do?" Withered Soul was already extremely upset, but Ma Lao Er dared to threaten him, which made him even more angry.
"Although the strength of my ancestor's cultivation can't hurt him, he can easily capture his friends from the same sect, force him to hand over the imprints of the Three Ways of Returning to the Void, and even force him to hand over his soul blood."
"Forcing him to hand over his soul essence blood? You underestimate him too much. Soul essence blood is the life of a spiritual practitioner. How could he hand it over? You will not get his return imprint and soul essence blood , on the contrary, it will completely irritate him.¡±
"Isn't it just what we want to provoke him? Only by provoking him can he resort to the strongest means, such as: Perfect Xuantian Palm." Ma Laoer's eyes flashed with viciousness, and he reminded through sound transmission.
"The method you said is indeed feasible. However, this deity is Mo Tianzun. How can it be so troublesome to deal with a little monk? What's more, this deity has already agreed to a fair duel with him in front of tens of millions of spiritual practitioners. Changing it to a method of intimidation, wouldn't the old face of the deity be lost?"
"It seems that you still don't understand the meaning of my ancestor." Ma Laoer shook his head in disappointment.
"What on earth do you mean? Tell me quickly." The appearance of Ma Laoer made Kuhun very unhappy.
"What this patriarch means is that you drag him here, and this patriarch goes there personally, catches those ants, and forces him to commit the crime. In this way, your face will be saved." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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