Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

"Hehe, even if it's in your demon spirit domain, but here is my consciousness space for Ye Fan!"

"Suppression!!"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and shouted coldly.

His tough and powerful consciousness immediately turned into that magical and powerful monster editor.

In front of Ye Fan, a very powerful and bright golden light suddenly appeared.

Click, click, click—

A series of gears spinning sounded loudly in the entire demon spirit space.

Under the control of Ye Fan's consciousness, this condensed monster editor immediately stood in front of him.

Dangdang—

The symphony of gold and iron sounded.

The white and tender arm of the girl in the red skirt collided with Jin Guangzhan's demon editor, and there was a burst of golden and iron cries.

"what-"

An immature scream sounded quickly.

Ye Fan saw the girl flying upside down and slammed against the yellow wall.

boom-

On the thick and solid wall, a huge cobweb-like crack and deep hole was directly sunken throughout the entire half of the wall.

The dim yellow tiles were blown up and scattered everywhere.

The girl in the red dress slipped slowly to the ground.

On her white and tender arm, it seemed that she had been scalded, showing a large area of ​​burnt scars.

And sneer sneered with white smoke.

These scars are quickly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The girl in the red dress, with a pair of lifeless eyes, stared at Ye Fan closely, with some intriguing meaning.

Ye Fan smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to make a soft move.

The golden magical demon editor floated back and hovered beside it.

Da Da Da—

With steady steps, Ye Fan walked to the red skirt girl and looked at her condescendingly.

"This is my consciousness space, my world!"

He lifted his right hand and squeezed it lightly.

boom-

A loud roar that seemed to change the world and the ground suddenly broke out.

The entire dim yellow huge room, under the pressure of a tremendous amount of force, directly shattered.

"puff-"

The demon spirit domain was forcibly crushed by Ye Fan, and the girl in the red dress spewed a big mouthful of blood.

The red blood splattered on the red dress, which looked extremely coquettish.

One person, one spirit, floating quietly in Ye Fan's consciousness space.

Here is endless darkness.

Not far away is the gray misty demon spirit space of the Yin Soldiers and Black Enemies.

The girl in the red dress looked up at the surrounding scenery.

There was a look of shrinking and fear in the lifeless eyes.

She clearly felt that Ye Fan was unmatched here.

Ye Fan's will is flooded everywhere here.

In this consciousness space, Ye Fan, who was the master, was like a god.

There is infinite power in every word and every action.

One person and one spirit stand by emptiness.

Ye Fan looked at the little girl in the red dress who was kneeling in front of him, his eyes were cold and his voice was cold: "Here, you have only two choices, surrender or die!!!"

Hovering beside Ye Fan, the golden demon editor shook.

The bright golden light enveloped the little girl in the red dress.

The monster editor that can edit all monsters as materials is indeed the natural enemy of all monsters.

Ye Fan turned it out in the consciousness space, and also brought part of the huge power of this system's supreme treasure.

At this moment, under the golden light, the little girl in the red dress was in pain, and slowly curled up, limp in the darkness.

But her delicate and lovely face, her lips pressed tightly, she didn't give in.

As a great demon spirit, she has her own pride.

One person, one spirit, stalemate in this dark space.

"Ohh Ohh ohh-"

Suddenly, the little girl in the red dress began to sob in a low voice, sniffing from time to time.

There is no image of a terrifying monster at all.

Patter—

A drop of teardrop splashed in the darkness, resisting a circle of crystal clear ripples.

"Forehead-"

Ye Fan, who has always eaten soft but not hard, scratched his head when he saw the cute face of the little girl Lihua with rain, and suddenly became a little at a loss.