7598. Chapter 7598 It depends on who is more ruthless ''
Zhuo Yifan put Ouyang Qingzhi into the Netherworld Tower for protection, then stood up and looked at Dongfang Haotian coldly.
"As the saying goes, a tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds. Dongfang Haotian, you call yourself the leader of the human race, but what you do is worse than an animal."
"Whatever I do, it's not your turn as a demon to teach me a lesson." Seeing Zhuo Yifan's painful look, Dongfang Haotian showed a happy smile: "You evil demons shouldn't live here.
In this world, I, Dongfang Haotian, have sworn to the Heavenly Alliance since I was a child that as long as I live for one day, I will kill all the demons!"
He shook his fist fiercely: "What I just killed was just a demon thief who was a huge threat to our human race."
Zhuo Yifan was so angry that he laughed: "Dongfang Haotian, you are truly possessed by a demon and there is no cure."
"Ivan, for the sake of the great cause of the human race, I can even kill my own daughter. Do you want to surrender obediently or do I give you a ride?" Dongfang Haotian looked at Zhuo Yifan, murderous intent sweeping over him like a storm, and it was difficult to suppress it.
Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath and showed a faint smile, but a cold light flickered in the corner of his eyes: "Maybe I will give you a ride."
Suddenly, he turned around and walked towards the center of the storm.
"Want to escape, are you dreaming?" Dongfang Haotian has been gathering momentum for a long time, and his consciousness is firmly locked on Zhuo Yifan. Where can he let him leave? With a flash of his body, a powerful spiritual hand descends from the sky and grabs Zhuo Yifan.
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Zhuo Yifan suddenly felt as if the entire space had solidified, unable to move.
He snorted coldly in his heart, the devil's heart started to work, and with a huge force, he broke free from the lock and stepped towards the center of the storm: "If you have the guts, come and chase him."
Dongfang Haotian's body teleported over, and as he waved his hands, countless spiritual powers turned into threads, forming a large net that directly enveloped Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Yifan was unable to dodge and was covered by the spiritual power net. He flew into the air and headed towards the eastern sky.
"Humph, you ignorant kid is vulnerable to a blow. This time I will make your life worse than death!"
Dongfang Haotian smiled proudly. Zhuo Yifan's performance was indeed only at the Tribulation Stage. The threat to him from monks at this level was almost infinitely close to zero.
"Really? Why don't I think so!" Zhuo Yifan's mocking voice just sounded, and his imprisoned body suddenly exploded with a bang.
Dongfang Haotian was stunned. Is this kid crazy? He actually chose to blow himself up?
boom!
Zhuo Yifan's self-destruction produced huge energy fluctuations, which instantly caused changes in the world within dozens of miles. Especially since he was close to the center of the storm, this violent shock triggered a chain reaction in the surrounding storms.
In an instant, these spatial storms roared and changed, just like ancient behemoths waking up from their slumber and roaring to devour everything.
"No, the demons are really ambitious. Even if they die, they still want to support others." Dongfang Haotian was shocked. At this moment, there was a space storm all around, which directly enveloped this area, and his spiritual consciousness could not be emitted at all.
All kinds of terrifying fluctuations gave him a chill in his heart. It was like an ordinary person walking directly into a minefield, and the minefield was still exploding. The panic and helplessness were really difficult to describe in words.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Continuous roaring sounds sounded, and at least a dozen storms entangled and merged with each other, turning into a huge wind pillar, sucking Dongfang Haotian into it.
In an instant, he lost his sense of the outside world, and was surrounded by space cracks. These cracks were sharper than any weapon in the world. With the strength of his body in the Mahayana stage, he was cut into pieces in an instant.
Dongfang Haotian let out a scream of fear, gathered all his strength and struck hard.
If the huge power were in the outside world, it would definitely destroy the world, but here, most of it was swallowed up by the space cracks and disappeared directly into the alien space.
Even the Holy Ancestor of the Demon Clan was covered in bruises and bruises in the space storm and had no power to resist, let alone Dongfang Haotian.
In just a few seconds, he seemed to have suffered billions of attacks and was seriously injured. Finally, he was swept up by the space storm and disappeared into that alien space.
The space storm was very magical. After swallowing Dongfang Haotian, it continued to spin and move forward, wreaking havoc before gradually calming down.
Fortunately, there was nothing but barren land in the center of the desert, so the storm did not cause any huge damage.
After a long time.
Where the storm disappeared, a mound of earth began to turn up, and a man in a state of embarrassment slowly crawled out, it was Zhuo Yifan.
But at this moment, Zhuo Yifan was really miserable, his breath was extremely weak, and he looked like he was dying.
"Made, no wonder that boy An Ye hates me so much for losing a clone. This is really almost like dying." Zhuo Yifan checked himself with a wry smile, his face was ugly, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
In order to confuse Dongfang Haotian, Zhuo Yifan had no choice but to use his devil's heart, split part of his soul and body, and created this clone. Under the cover of the clone, his main body used the earth spirit body to sneak into the depths of the earth.
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Although the clone itself is not very powerful, it is like a matchstick in a powder keg. It has no power on its own, but once ignited, it can cause huge damage.
However, the power of this space storm still opened Zhuo Yifan's eyes. He tried his best to dive thousands of meters deep underground, and was almost caught in the storm. Even Dongfang Haotian's cultivation was instantly stopped.
Dish, if you go in by yourself, the consequences are really unimaginable.
But the sacrifice is still worth it, at least Dongfang Haotian can no longer pose a threat to himself.
But Zhuo Yifan's current situation is also very bad. The damage caused by the three flavors of true fire is too serious, and it cannot be repaired by secular spiritual power. Unless he has cultivated to the Mahayana stage, when the difference in realm is not so big, it is still possible.
Recover, otherwise it will be difficult to recover.
At this moment, although Ouyang Qingzhi saved his life under the Derivative Technique, he also fell into a deep sleep. Without her as a guide, Zhuo Yifan would never be able to get out of the desert.
And why bother, Zheng Niuben and others can't help at all. Now they are in the Netherworld Tower, absorbing pure demonic energy, practicing hard, and striving to regain their strength as soon as possible.
Zhuo Yifan took out the fire spirit crystal, converted it into a fire spirit body and absorbed it. He temporarily restored his strength, but the meridians all over his body were in excruciating pain. The three-flavored true fire is an advanced flame that can only be mastered by the true immortals in the immortal world. Although it is only
It passed through Zhuo Yifan's meridians once, but the damage left behind is indelible.
Looking at the fiery red bead held in Nascent Soul's hand, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and made up his mind never to use this three-flavored fire again unless it was absolutely necessary.
The sky was full of yellow sand and the storm was raging. Zhuo Yifan stood in the center of the storm and was a little at a loss. After thinking about it for a while, he simply gritted his teeth and walked directly to the center.
Anyway, no one knows where the danger lies, it just depends on luck, and my luck has always been very good.
Just when he thought about this, Zhuo Yifan's expression suddenly became dumbfounded. The next second, his body suddenly disappeared strangely. And a moment later, a huge storm was gradually taking shape where he disappeared, frantically absorbing the surrounding people.