The System Takes Me to Practice

But I didn't expect such a powerful Shadowmoon Armor to be kicked to death under Yang Fan's foot.

It's now!

When everyone's gaze was attracted by Shadow Moon Armor, the burly monk suddenly made a move, quickly pinching his hands, and the majestic flame instantly swept Yang Fan.

In an instant, flames enveloped Yang Fan and swallowed him.

The face of the burly monk even showed the smile after Yang Fan was beheaded by him.

Lu Ye and the others were taken aback, but after reacting, a person who has mastered the avenue of fire, as long as the flame is not too strong, then he is immune to flame damage.

boom!

The burly monk showed a cruel smile, and continued to release flames in his hands, allowing the flames that were already high in temperature to continue to grow, and the temperature rose again, reaching a terrifying hundreds of thousands of degrees.

"Haha, die. If you are continuously burned by this terrifying high-temperature flame, even if you are on the tenth floor of the Golden Wonderland, it won't be long before you resist it and it will be turned into ashes."

"Boss is good!"

"What a young man, he was distracted when he was fighting, he must die."

"..."

"You talk too much."

The preacher said coldly, following the way of Yang Fan, with his right foot on the ground.

These people were shocked, thinking that something terrible had happened, and immediately watched the surroundings, but nothing happened.

"What the hell, it turned out to be a false alarm."

"Dead old man, it makes us so worried, you are looking for death."

"You are the one who is looking for death."

These monks didn't notice, they were entangled with illusory black ropes at their feet, but they didn't move, so they didn't notice it.

"What is this?"

Finally, a monk noticed the abnormality at his feet and hurriedly reached out to pull the rope off. But as soon as he touched the black rope, he was shocked to find that his hands were also bound by the black rope and could not be pulled out.

"Quickly, interrupt it quickly."

The monk said anxiously.

It's just that the same situation happened to other people, and not many people paid any attention to his words.

"Go down."

When the preacher pressed his hand down, he saw these guards being forced into the bottom by the black rope. These monks kept struggling, but the more they struggled, the more ropes they used to bind them. Several people were wrapped into a black stick and slowly sank as if they were in a swamp.

"No! I don't want to die!"

"Save me, senior, spare my life..."

"I am willing to be your soul slave, just begging to let me go."

The strength of these monks is not very good, with the preacher's superb hand warmth, even the strong in the same realm will be killed.

In less than a minute, all the guards surrounding the lord and his party were swallowed underneath, and there was no rest.

At this time, among the huge fireball, the burly monk was still releasing the flames. Although he saw the preacher take action, he had no time to care about the life and death of those people.

"Well, it should be almost done."

After baking at a high temperature for one minute, the burly monk felt that how Yang Fan was resisting the high temperature, it would burn to ashes after so long.

Thinking of this, the burly monk planned to stop.

But the mutation happened at this moment.

"Only this level of flame gives you the feeling of killing me in seconds?"

The fireball was shrinking rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a small flame, which was scurrying around in Yang Fan's hand.

"You... it's impossible! My flame temperature is very high. I have burned to death the monks on the seventh floor of the Golden Wonderland, but you are only on the first floor."

The lord laughed, lying on the ground and rolling.

The burly monk looked ugly, but no one explained it to him.

"Flame plays like this."

At this time, Yang Fan spoke, and the small flame on his left palm instantly became larger and turned pale yellow. With the compression of his body, the color was changing to orange, until it finally turned red.

The burly monk's pupils shrank abruptly, feeling bad, and rushed towards the window.

"Since you choose to do it, don't leave."

Yang Fan's pupils shrank, and the invisible gravitational force acted on the burly monk, and the whole person entangled Yang Fan and flew away uncontrollably.

Feeling the arrival of the breath of death, the burly monk desperately resisted, and with the help of strong gravity, launched a thunderbolt at Yang Fan, trying to force Yang Fan to resist the attack, thus giving up attacking himself.

"Hungry ghost!"

The thunderbolt was directly absorbed by a transparent barrier before it approached Yang Fan.

"What a powerful ability, if this kind of attack hits me, it can definitely hurt me badly."

Lord Lu's eyes widened, envious.

"What do you envy, don't you have magical powers?"

Jian Wudi Dao, Lv Ye and the preacher have fought several times, Jian Invincible has seen Lv Ye use many supernatural powers, with various abilities.

"It's useless, I haven't learned the proficient in devouring magical powers. I can only use it to swallow magic weapons and other objects. Let's just attack."

The lord waved his hand, looking helpless.

The strong gravitational force of the Vientiane Tianyin was not something that a cultivator on the eighth floor of the Golden Wonderland could break free. After a while, I was attracted to Yang Fan.

It was just that in front of Yang Fan, a man wearing a black fire cloud suit appeared. The man had some black sticks in his face. His eyes were reincarnation writing round eyes, without any expression.

"Hey, isn't this the monster from the Golden Wonderland we encountered in the tomb?"

The lord exclaimed.

The man in the fire cloud suit on the black background is the black three of the Black Spirits, the golden fairyland cultivation base, was originally made by Yang Fan into the hungry ghost Dao Payen.

The Hungry Ghost Road appeared and approached the burly monk closely, controlled him from behind, and then activated the absorption ability to quickly absorb the burly Xiu's immortal power.

If a monk has no immortal power, unless it is physical cultivation, his strength will not be able to play three-tenths.

"What kind of weird thing is this, my fairy power!!!"

The burly monk struggled fiercely, but the more the anti-antibody, the faster the loss of the immortal power.

"Let me go......"

Only a few seconds later, the immortal power in the burly monk was empty, and he knew that he had no power to resist.

Yang Fan remained unmoved, his left hand drooped on top of his head.

"Is this your last last word?"

The burly monk's pupils shrank, his face was hideous, and his body's strength expanded rapidly.

"He wants to blew himself up, get away!"

The preacher's face changed and he hurriedly exclaimed.

"It's late, die with me."

The burly monk grabbed Yang Fan, and the majestic power in his body rushed uncontrollably. His body was stretched and he was about to explode.

The burly monk's expression became more and more ferocious, but Yang Fan looked calm.

"Why are you not afraid?"

A few seconds before the explosion, the burly monk looked ugly and stared at Yang Fan viciously.

"You can't hurt me, your body is still useful for me. It's good for making this kind of puppet, so it's a pity that you blew yourself up."

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