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Chapter 143 The Prestige of the Holy Artifact

After shook his head, Ye Fanqiang suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart. He focused his mind and stared at the changing aura in the dantian again. In just a moment, the rapidly rotating black aura had shrunk to the size of his fingernails, but its momentum was becoming more and more terrifying.

.Just the overflowing energy makes Ye Fan feel terrified!

Sun Yang, who was standing by, had no time to attack at this time because he wanted to control the light of the god of death. Otherwise, Ye Fan's situation would be even more difficult. The former sensed the soul power attack in Ye Fan's body, but he had never contacted the soul master.

He didn't expect that Ye Fan was the legendary dual cultivator. At most, he thought that Ye Fan had some unknown means, so he forced the light of the God of Death to change for the third time.

Finally, the rapidly rotating aerosol stagnated. However, there was no shadow of the aerosol in place, leaving only a drop of black liquid that made people shudder. The pure blackness was like the eyes of the god of death.

It exudes a strong breath of death.

"Pop!" With a light sound, the special fluctuations emitted by the soul power were destroyed inch by the black liquid droplets. Even in the sea of ​​consciousness, a dark purple ray of the purple little man with his seals cross-legged face flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

Blood. A little face was a little pale.

The soul was injured, and Ye Fan was even more severe. The aura of the eighth level of foundation building on his body floated a little, and his appearance obviously hurt the foundation. If he could not resolve the current crisis as soon as possible, he would really have to explain it.

That's it here.

"Huh... This light of death really wants to force people to death!"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, and there was a small arc of light in his eyes jumping. Although the light of the God of Death was extremely difficult, Ye Fan still had some tricks. Although the soul power just now failed to achieve great achievements, he also

He showed him a way. However, this last method was something that Ye Fan didn't want to use easily!

"The God-loving belt. It seems that you still have to be used!" Ye Fan murmured softly. This family holy weapon has always been used by Ye Fan as a storage bag. On the one hand, it is because he has never encountered it too much

A great threat does not require this killer move. On the other hand, this God-Colored belt itself is a family responsibility. If Ye Fan had not been forced to do so, he would not have had the idea of ​​using it.

"Haha, it's just an object. I'm so attached to it, but I'm a little obsessed with it!"

When this thought arose, Ye Fan shook his head with a little self-deprecating feeling. He was also mocking himself for being too pedantic. No matter how precious it was, it was just for a special means. Like Ye Fan

The idea is not far from those wealthy slaves who want money but don’t live.

He glanced indifferently, and the black liquid droplets in his dantian were still destroying wantonly. Ye Fan sneered in his mouth: "It's been a long time since you've been tossing. Let's calm me down a little later."

After the words came, Ye Fan calmed down and his consciousness moved the family holy weapon on his waist. The holy weapon had already recognized the master, so he naturally shot out a ray of gray light very gentlely, allowing Ye Fan to drive it.

The gray light did not have any special aura fluctuations, as if it was completely harmless moonlight. Even when the beam was born, Ye Fan's soul was moistened, as if he had removed all his fatigue and was bathed in the sun, and that kind of comfort

The extreme feeling is extremely enjoyable. Of course, only Ye Fan himself understands what power this seemingly ordinary beam has.

A slightly cold arc curled up at the corner of his mouth, and Ye Fan controlled the gray beam to come straight to the Dantian. Then the gray beam also revealed a trace of hideousness as a holy spiritual weapon.

I saw that the gray beam of light was like a hungry male wolf that had been hungry for a long time, spreading its fangs and biting it hard on the black liquid droplets. Then it swallowed it all.

"Shit."

The droplet was wrapped in a gray beam of light, and a sharp corrosive sound suddenly sounded again. But this time, the droplet that had been powerful for a long time was like a tiger without teeth. Although it was still ferocious, it was lacking to kill people.

fangs.

Seeing the black droplet being subdued, Ye Fan began to control the gray light beam to remove it from the space of the God-loving belt. There was the main battlefield of the gray light beam, and even Ye Fan didn't have to distract his mind from controlling it.

You are sure to erase it completely.

"Bang bang bang."

The droplets hit the surface of the beam frantically, and a dull sound sounded. However, when it became fish at this time, all its struggles seemed a little futile. The gray beam still swam towards Yunshen's belt without any haste.

A few minutes later, the droplet that almost killed Ye Fan was finally dragged into the abyss of destruction. After solving the droplet, Ye Fan suddenly spurted a mouthful of dark red blood from his mouth.

The breath was much weaker.


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