Qilin Holy Son's eyes changed slightly. He was a powerful being in the mid-term quasi-sage and the strongest of the younger generation of the demon clan.
But even though the two of them only fought for a moment, they didn't get any advantage at all. This is already an exaggeration.
"My guess is indeed good. You are indeed the top evil genius of the human race. Today you have successfully aroused my warlike spirit."
The Holy Son of Qilin moved his wrist and rushed towards his former self again. Today he must knock the human cultivator in front of him to the ground.
The battle between the two started instantly, with Ye Fan silently activating the Avenue of Life and Death to recover from his injuries.
While using the virtual and real avenue to launch an attack on the Holy Son of Qilin, he did not lose for a while.
If he had not awakened to the path of virtuality and reality, he might not be a match for the Holy Son of Qilin, but now it was a different matter.
"Hey, hey, Kirin Holy Son, have you had enough fun? Defeat this guy quickly, why are you still standing there?"
"You can't beat him, right? If you can't, I'll do it for you."
The Dragon Holy Son smiled contemptuously.
To this, Qilin Holy Son just responded with an indifferent look.
"Shut up!"
"Well……"
The Dragon Holy Son coughed twice in embarrassment and shut his mouth obediently.
I know Qilin Holy Son very well. If anyone dares to disturb his affairs, they can choose the cemetery.
"Boss! Just fight like this! Fight like this! Teach this guy a lesson! Let him know how powerful we are."
"So what can we do in the Quasi-Saint Stage? Anyway, you don't want to do this kind of thing like leapfrogging and counter-killing. It just so happens that you can teach him how to be a good person today."
The fifth man in black roared excitedly, as long as the Holy Son of Qilin couldn't get any advantage, they would already have the upper hand.
Ye Fan just smiled slightly.
If it weren't for the fact that the power of his current palace could not carry the physical body of his previous life, what would these saints and saints in front of him mean?
Although I didn't really feel the power of my previous life, I just took a look at it and I couldn't forget it for a long time.
If he really had energy from his previous life, let alone these saints and saints, even the man in sackcloth, one of the ten ancient monsters, would probably not be scary.
"It seems that I really took a serious look at you today."
Qilin Holy Son's eyes flashed with cruelty, and then he quickly formed seals with his hands, releasing the power of the palace.
I saw several touches of golden light floating out from his magical power, slowly shaping a golden castle on top of his head.
The castle is all golden and solid, just like the palace of an ancient emperor, with brilliant golden light.
As soon as Qilin Holy Son took action, Ye Fan half-knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.
At this time, his whole body was trembling non-stop. Let alone launching an attack, he could not even perform the most basic defense.
The seal of the man in sackcloth mainly seals his own shrine. Now facing the attack of Qilin Holy Son's shrine, how can he withstand it?
"You guys are too ungrateful in martial arts. You know that our boss's magical power is blocked, but you still choose to use this attack method. Is there anything wrong?"
"That's right. If you can't beat me, just kneel down and admit defeat. How can you use such a despicable, shameless and obscene method?"
"Is this what you demon clan are proud of? You only focus on picking out other people's weaknesses, and even if you win, you won't win with force!"
Lin Hao and Lao Wu in black stood up instantly from behind.
They could feel that Ye Fan was on the verge of collapse. If Qilin Holy Son was allowed to continue acting like this, Ye Fan's entire shrine would be greatly traumatized.
The injuries on the temple are no better than the injuries on the physical body, which cannot be recovered even on the road of life and death.
If a person's shrine is injured, the person's strength and realm will be greatly reduced, and it will be extremely difficult to heal.
If Ye Fan really suffered irreversible damage here, there would really be no room for regret.
The Dragon Saint Son pointed at it fiercely.
"Shut up, everyone. When did you two have the right to talk? If you don't want to get beaten, just stay there peacefully!"
"Don't forget, you are my prisoners now. We can torture you however we want. No matter what the rules are, they are all in our hands."
The corners of the Dragon Saint Son's mouth formed a strange arc. This was the effect he wanted!
What they want is for these human cultivators to be tortured and then die miserably.
After hearing this, Lao Wu in black and Lin Hao were speechless for a moment.
This is indeed the case. Everything they say now seems a bit feeble. Now they can only rely on Ye Fan's own strength.
Ye Fan was half-kneeling on the ground and raised his head with difficulty, looking at the Qilin Holy Son in front of him, his fingers deeply embedded in his flesh and blood.
"You will definitely regret it."
"Haha, it's now at this juncture, and you still have to be tough."
"Well, I'll give you a chance. If you're willing to kneel down and beg for mercy, I'll spare you this time. How about that?"
Qilin Holy Son looked at Ye Fan provocatively, as if he had already seen Ye Fan kneeling down and begging for mercy.
You must know that the destruction in the shrine is the most fatal and painful. I don't believe that Ye Fan can bear this inhuman pain.
"You want me to beg for mercy from you? Stop wishing for it. That's impossible."/ m.q^q717.c^om/
"If you have the ability, you can completely wipe me out today!"
"This is what you said, don't regret it, I will grant your wish."
The next moment, Qilin Holy Son increased his offensive again, and Ye Fan felt that his whole body was about to burst.
This kind of pain is different from the torture of the body. It is the pain from the soul, which is unbearable.
"You said...you said the boss is okay? Doesn't the boss have a way of life and death? Can't he recover from his injuries?"
The Sky Fire Evil God looked at Lin Hao anxiously.
These brothers just frowned and said nothing. If it was really a simple injury, it would be much easier to handle.
But it was obvious that the Holy Son of Qilin on the opposite side had already weighed his weight and became determined. Today, Ye Fan must be put to death.
Zhang Tian, who was behind, forcibly activated the sword energy in his body, hoping to break the seal of the man in sackcloth and help Ye Fan./
But it's a pity that no matter how hard I try, the seal seems to be growing on the tip of my heart, and I can't get rid of it.
"Hey, you ants! If you have the guts, come at me! I won't be afraid of you!"
"That's right, if you only know that there are so many people bullying one person, what's the point of it! If you have the guts, come together!"