But his explosion was indeed many times stronger than that of the bone-eroding real person, because the Yin Evil Bead was trained through the demon flames in Meng Fan's body, and its power could be said to be incomparable. This made the old demon suffer a great loss. This allowed Meng Fan to successfully escape into the demon pot space, and the old demon had just gotten out of touch with the hatred and annoying Yin Evil Aura.

"No! How is this possible? How can it disappear in a flash? And there is no smell at all. After all, what's going on? Didn't it escape the sensing plan of my spiritual sense in a short time?" The very difficult Yinsha Pearl exploded. The old demon found that regardless of his own loss, it was not necessarily Meng Fan. However, what made the old demon feel depressed was that there was no smell of Meng Fan in a radius of nearly ten miles, except for the real person. It disappeared very thoroughly, just as if there was no one here at all. The old demon standing in the void searched carefully several times, and Meng Fan really disappeared, and he couldn't help but frown.

"Impossible. Impossible, how could it disappear!" The old demon flew dozens of miles in the direction of Meng Fan's escape, and his strong divine thoughts scanned the things he saw along the way. But there was no smell of Meng Fan. The old demon was a little anxious. He searched back and forth all the way, but there was no useful order, and he couldn't help but murmured to himself. How could a seriously injured person escape his strong divine thoughts search.

The more the old demon thought about it, the more wrong it became. Meng Fan could not have disappeared subtly. He must be nearby, and he must have hid it with a subtle way of hiding, and he resolutely could not escape. So the old demon flew back to the place where Meng Fan laughed, and his strong divine thoughts were looking for this area.

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When Meng Fan entered the magic pot space, he urgently made preliminary work. The domineering devouring demon skills in his body transformed the medicine power in his body. Time passed quietly, and through continuous refining the medicine power, Meng Fan's injuries were healing to the naked eye, and the magic power in his body was gradually recovering.

Meng Fan hid in the space of the magic pot to heal and recover. It was now like a frying pot outside. The old demon was like crazy. The dead wood magic in his body, the towering wood, shrubs, weeds, and vines were gradually drying. Many of the vitality wood energy were plundered by the old demon. In less than a meal, the vegetation within a few miles was dry. The old demon even put his heart on and burned all the dry vegetation with a fire. After half an hour, when the wind blew, all the creatures within a ten miles turned into ashes and were lost in the ***.

The vegetation within a radius of more than ten miles was burned into ashes, but Meng Fan was not forced out. The old demon had to expand his battle results and made a clear mind. The vegetation within a radius of dozens of miles turned into dead trees in the old demon's dead wood skills, and then a fire burned all the dead wood all over.

The old demon struggled all night, and the vegetation within a radius of dozens of miles was burned out, leaving a large space empty, but Meng Fan really seemed to have disappeared, or steamed at will, and it disappeared and never appeared.

Early in the morning, there were still scattered small fires burning in the nearby dense forest. After working all night, the old demon was physically and mentally exhausted, his eyes were red like blood, like a bull in love. The fat meat that came to his mouth flew away in front of him. If Meng Fan appeared in front of the old demon now, the old demon would definitely tear Meng Fan to pieces like a beast.

"Older generation, this little thief must have not gone far. He has suffered a powerful blow from the older generation. He was touched by the bone-eroded golden elixir before. He must be seriously injured. Those who cannot escape from the distance must be hidden in unknown ways. As long as we continue to defend this place, we will definitely be able to guard some little thief." Although the real person whose magic power has recovered in his body is still a little pale, he is not as weak as last night and is at slaughter. He twisted his slender waist and comforted the old demon who fell into anger with a charming face.

In order to show that Jiaobai, this real person did not take the opportunity to escape while Meng Fan was fighting with the old demon, but instead stayed. He wanted to witness how Meng Fan died tragically at the hands of the old demon.

"Go away, I am not in a state of mind now and are arguing with you. Do you think I don't know that this kid is hiding nearby! I spent a night but couldn't even find a ghost." The old demon said, and ignored the tempting ketone body of the real person and said a little angry.

The real person was embarrassed, and with some boredom, he shrank his neck, twisted his waist, and found a space to find a space to initially use his skills to recover from his injuries.

"Little thief, I know you are nearby. Don't hide, hurry up and get out for me." The old demon glanced at the real person's seductive ketone body, pressed down the primitive gradually rising in his heart, and shouted at the empty naked earth with some anger.

Through a night of recovery treatment, Meng Fan's injuries were also recovered, and his broken arm was almost restored. The original Meng Fan wanted to wait for all the injuries in the magic pot space to recover, and the situation was adjusted to the peak. However, Meng Fan's divine thoughts that were attached to him sensed that they were destroyed by the old demon into a barren land. If he was damaged by such damage, he would definitely find Meng Fan's hiding address. If Meng Fan appeared in the subtle little cave where Meng Fan was in, his homework would be great. So Meng Fan was thinking in his mind. He still decided to show up in a battle. Even if he couldn't fight, stay away from here and find a place that was not exposed to rest assured to recover. Now Meng Fan's injuries cannot be recovered in a moment. It requires gradual maintenance.

"Fire Palm!" Meng Fan's plan took action and did not stay in the magic pot space. His spiritual sense responded through the magic pot space and determined the address of the old demon. He suddenly shouted loudly. A flame palm unexpectedly attacked the old demon who was in anger.

"Little thief, can't hide it anymore? I'm willing to show up, so I'm easy to find! I'll definitely let you enjoy it later. It's not in vain that you'll anger me." Meng Fan's flame palm completely exposed his traces. The old demon had been waiting for this moment for a long time. A dead wood palm was shot out. A desolate huge palm print faced Meng Fan's flame palm. The old demon roared at Meng Fan with a little cold tone.

The old demon's old face turned red at this time. His eyes were like a sympathetic bull, covered with blood, which was formed by the high tension of energy along the way.

"Old ghost, do you miss me very much? I miss you very much! I've been holding it in for a night and finally I can avenge my shame." Meng Fan couldn't help but smile when he heard this, with a mockery look in his eyes.

"Do you die!" The old demon heard that the beards were hung up, and he roared, his figure flashed, and rushed towards Meng Fan.

"Dried Wood Palm!"

"The dead trees wither!"

At this time, the old demon was extremely angry. He took his strongest attack with his move. The dead wood palm kept treating Meng Fan. The ultimate move of the dead wood withered, even brought up fallen leaves, forming a circle to surround Meng Fan, and then exploded violently. The elimination energy was violent around Meng Fan's body. Every time Meng Fan had to activate the Blood Shadow Escape talent to avoid the old demon's ultimate move of the dead wood withered.

"Boy, what strange body technique are you? You can actually avoid the withering of my dead tree." Seeing that I could not catch it for a long time, Meng Fan's body technique was to slide into the loach. No matter how sharp the old demon's invasion was, Meng Fan could avoid it every time. The old demon was so angry that he jumped like thunder, but there was no way, and he couldn't help but shouted angrily.

"Old ghost, then we have so much nonsense, let's lower our hands to see the truth! Just because you can't help but want the magic marrow drill, don't you think it's ridiculous?" Meng Fan couldn't help but laugh. At this time, it was not practical to defeat the old demon in the late stage of the Jindan stage from the front. He just needed to find a way to anger the other party and find the gap between the old demon. This kind of talent is enough to take advantage of it, and he couldn't help but say it immediately.

"Little thief, don't be crazy. You are looking for death. The older generation, I'll come to help you." The real person on the side was gritting his teeth at Meng Fan. He was because he couldn't get in. At this time, he saw that the old demon was a little exhausted and did not kill Meng Fan in seconds as he wanted. Both ends fell into the matte weaving, and no one could do anything to each other. He couldn't help but say.

The real person put out his own magic weapon of Zhang Qin while he was talking, and plucked the strings of the jade fingers, and attacked Meng Fan.

"Old ghost, aren't you very skilled? The great Jindan monk of the Demonic Taoism, who is like chopping melons and vegetables, how can you rely on a woman to help the battle? Your majesty is gone. You are also a soft egg without eggs." The real person helped the battle, Meng Fan did not block the Thirteen Kills of the Real Person, and the old demon even suggested a violent invasion of Meng Fan at this time. At this time, Meng Fan could be said to have increased pressure and could not help invading the Tao with words, hoping that the old demon could let the real person withdraw from the war due to his face. "The older generation, don't be fooled by this little thief. This is the little thief's provocation method, and his intention was to defeat us one by one." The real person on the side paused when he heard the Qinyin and couldn't help saying.

"Stop talking, how can I be blamed by you for your actions? This is the little thief's inspiration, so I can't see that the Pharaoh will naturally not be provoked by his evil plan. As long as you assist and invade the thief, I will definitely not blame you for your fault and will definitely pity you." The old demon heard the real person's prompt and said with some blame, but did not let the real person withdraw from the war as Meng Fan thought.
Chapter completed!