"You're going to let him fuss for a while, and you kill him before I even start fighting. What a waste of experience for me!"
Ye Fuyao, who was originally ready to unleash all his strength and have a good fight with the devil, punched the newly formed bloody cage and complained to Fang Hao.
Fang Hao smiled nonchalantly and said: "This demon god, apart from his strange domain, is not very strong. There is no need to waste time on him. What I am curious about now is the demon god formed after his death.
What does flame look like?"
"What? Didn't you say before that it's better to touch less of the magic flame? Why are you curious about it now?" Ye Fuyao frowned.
"I have just been exposed to the demonic flames of the demonic spirits, and they have little effect on us, but my intuition tells me that the demonic flames condensed after the demonic gods die should be different." Fang Hao grinned, his eyes
He stared at the corpse of the demon god that fell to the ground.
Ye Fuyao rolled his eyes and said, "You're not a woman, so your intuition is definitely not accurate. I think the magic flame doesn't have much effect in actual combat."
She had fought against Luo Hu before, but she didn't realize how strong Luo Hu was. Even after seeing him look crazy after absorbing the demonic flames, Ye Fuyao couldn't avoid the demonic flames.
"There has always been absolute good and evil in this world. Even if it is a monster, in the hands of different people, the results will naturally be different."
"Buzz!"
Not long after Fang Hao finished speaking, a wisp of blood-red flame slowly rose from the demon god's body and floated in the air.
"I remember Luo Hu said that demon flames are generally divided into three colors: green, gold, and red. Green represents life, gold represents combat power, and the red should represent violence." Ye Fuyao looked at the cluster of red demons.
Flame recalled.
Fang Hao didn't say anything more, he just walked to the demon god's body and reached out to touch the cluster of newly formed demon flames.
According to Luo Hu, the magic flame does not last forever. If there is no host to fuse with the magic flame within an hour after it condenses, it will dissipate on its own.
On the contrary, if the fusion occurs at the initial moment when the magic flame is formed, the effect produced by the magic flame will be the strongest.
With Fang Hao's touch, the cluster of demonic flames seemed to have life, turning into a tattoo-like existence and imprinted on Fang Hao's wrist.
"boom!"
And when Fang Hao focused his spiritual thoughts on this flame tattoo, a burst of vitality as majestic as a volcanic eruption instantly merged into Fang Hao's soul.
The next moment, under Ye Fuyao's surprised gaze, magic flames appeared on Fang Hao's body.
However, the color of his magic flame is not green, but a blood-like crimson.
"Fang Hao, aren't you demonized? Why do I feel that your whole person is full of demonic aura now?"
Seeing Fang Hao, whose whole body was covered with magic flames and whose eyes had a blood-colored cold light, Ye Fuyao's brows instantly furrowed into a Sichuan shape.
"Don't worry, this level is not enough to control my sanity. Before the effect of my demonic flames disappears, I have to quickly go to the seventeenth floor and try my hand with other demons."
Before Ye Fuyao could ask, Fang Hao turned into a streak of light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"I told him not to try. No matter how I look at it now, he doesn't look like he's okay. I hope the demonic flame won't last too long, otherwise I will be in danger!"
Thinking of Fang Hao's bloodthirsty look just now, Ye Fuyao couldn't help but feel the hairs on his back stand on end.
"Demon on the seventeenth floor, I'll give you ten seconds to get out of here and die, or I'll let you die without a complete body!"
Ye Fuyao had just arrived at the seventeenth floor of the ghost prison when he heard Fang Hao's extremely arrogant words.
"It's over. Not only is the murderous intention stronger than before, but even the IQ is lowered. This demonic flame is really untouchable."
Ye Fuyao looked at Fang Hao, who was blatantly provoking the Demon God, and suddenly had a wry smile on his face.
Based on Fang Hao's normal personality, no matter how high his chances of winning were, he would not be mentally retarded enough to provoke him directly. But now that he has been fused with the magic flame, he seems to be a completely different person.
"Who dares to speak nonsense in front of my Demon God Yang Jue? Are you just impatient?"
Less than five seconds after Fang Hao finished speaking, a burly demon god wearing battle armor appeared directly in front of Fang Hao from the ghost prison.
"I don't care if you are impotent or impotent, just come here and die!"
At this time, Fang Hao's eyes were blood red, and the killing intent exuding from his body was as solid as substance. Even compared with the devil, he was not weak.
"Why is this aura on your body so similar to that guy from Blood Shadow? Could it be that you have already killed him?"
When Demon God Yang Jue sensed the terrifying murderous intention emanating from Fang Hao, he suddenly changed his color and said.
Fang Hao grinned and said: "I don't know who the blood shadow is, but I guess it's probably the trash guarding the upper floor. Yes, he was indeed killed by me, and I also fused his magic flame, but
Don't worry, it will be your turn soon!"
"What a shame! I think you are in a hurry to reincarnate!"
Facing the arrogant Fang Hao, Yang Jue Demon God roared angrily, waving the wings behind him, directly shattering the void. In the blink of an eye, he came to Fang Hao and punched him in the chest.
"Well done, I just want to test my current physique and what level of defense it has!"
The corners of Fang Hao's mouth raised, with an uninhibited smile on his face, and he didn't look like he was trying to dodge at all.
"Bang!"
The next moment, Yang Jue Demon God's punch hit Fang Hao directly in the chest.
"boom!"
Immediately, Fang Hao was like a kite with its string cut off. He was punched away by Demon God Yang Jue and hit the stone wall of the ghost prison not far away.
"Rumble..."
Fang Hao's impact caused the entire seventeenth floor of the ghost prison to shake violently, and the stone wall, which was made of Xuantian jade and could withstand the Supreme's full punch, dented directly in.
"Fang Hao, are you okay?"
Seeing Fang Hao being beaten away, Ye Fuyao quickly ran over and was about to save Fang Hao, who was trapped in the stone wall.
However, before she could reach Fang Hao, Fang Hao landed safely from the stone wall as if nothing had happened.
He dusted off the dust on his body, looked at the shocked Demon God Yang Jue not far away, frowned and said: "With an attack of this level, I'm afraid even the Supreme One won't be able to be killed with one punch, right? Brother, please don't give in.
, otherwise when I blow your head off with a punch, you might blame me for not giving you a chance to take action."
"presumptuous!"
Since his birth, Demon God Yang Jue, who has been famous in the Netherworld for his powerful combat power, this is the first time he has heard that someone thinks he is too gentle.
What made him even more disgusting was that this human kid, even if he said he was cheating, he actually dared to boast about blowing his own head off with a punch.
If he could swallow this breath, he might as well commit suicide.
However, before he could take action again, Ye Fuyao, who was standing behind Fang Hao, shouted: "Yang Jue Demon God, while you still have a chance, you should run away quickly, otherwise he will go crazy and really punch you."
Blow your brains out."
"I'm running away from your grandma. If I hadn't torn off your two heads and used them as balls to kick today, I would really have become the God of Impotence!"
Ye Fuyao's words seemed to add fuel to the fire, making Demon God Yang Jue, who was still hesitant at first, so angry that he ran away! (To be continued)