Ye Fan quietly placed the Netherworld Knife into Xiao Chan's hands, and said quietly: "Cough cough, I'll trouble you to transform again!"
Xiao Chan: ?
Are you serious? Why does it feel so hot!
Although Netherworld Knife could not turn into a demon Ye Fan, Xiao Chan had turned into a demon once, and now, it was following the flow
even more.
Xiao Chan took the chance before he transformed, threw a pitch black fruit core at Ye Fan, and said: "Although I don't know why you didn't die even after exploding, you definitely have use for this thing."
"What is this?" Ye Fan asked.
"The thousand year Bodhi fruit can allow you to unleash a hundred times the power in a short period of time. But after the effects of the pill, you might die! "
Ye Fan: Ha ha ~
Buddha must be on his side, Xiao Chan was doing this with his own hands. Needless to say, he couldn't help but feel apologetic in his heart.
However, he was more willing to believe that even if the explosion were to kill him, it would be fine to take medicine.
Ye Fan: This old man believes in your evilness.
Killing intent surged in Mo Beihan's eyes as he shouted, "Ye Fan, although your conditions are extremely tempting, I want the blood of the
Three-legged Golden Crow!"
Shockingly, he took out a ghost-head bronze gong and used his hand as a drum. (T/N : I call dibs on that thing! I want one ! NOW !)
With a violent shake, the gong immediately let out a ghost-like wail and wolf-like howls.
The gong quickly expanded, forming an iron wall that was dozens of feet long. The iron wall twisted strangely, and a mournful ghost head drilled out from it.
This ghost head actually carried an aura that could devour all living things, causing people to be extremely terrified.
"Little brat Ye, if you don't pass away today, then it will be your death date!" Mo Beihan sneered.
Ye Fan shook his head, and said disdainfully: "How many people want my life, but am I not still alive and well? On the other hand, those people
have all been killed by me! "
"You, will be the next!"
Ye Fan patted Xiao Chan's shoulders, and the latter immediately changed. The surrounding Demonic Qi quickly rushed into Xiao Chan's
body.
Pu pu pu ~ Xiao Chan's body actually grew three heads and six arms, looking extremely terrifying.
At the same time, his consciousness gradually disappeared, and his aura increased at an alarming rate. He had reached the terrifying realm of the Deity Stage.
What the heck ~
How was this possible?
Why is he with that brat? Are they all freaks of monsters?
Mo Beihan's face immediately turned green!
Ye Fan saw that this thing was only an illusion, he took the chance to slip away so that the flames of war would not burn his body.
Little Chan: What happened to sharing all the woes and hardships? What the f * * k is the meaning of running away!
In the next moment, Xiao Chan waved his Netherworld Knife, chopping out rolling demonic flames.
Sure enough, Netherworld Knife was still suitable for this demon dweller, Ye Fan thought beautifully from afar.
"Brat, you did a good job. However, let's see who can protect you this time! " An ice-cold voice exploded from the top of his head. It was
actually Nangong Ji!
Ye Fan frowned, and retorted: "It's you again, last time you hit my little brother, and still haven't settled the score with you!"
"This time, you will accompany me in death!"
Ye Fan's body erupted with a shocking aura, his cultivation actually went from the second level of the Dragon Realm to the third level of the Dragon Realm in an instant!
Lie down!
What was going on?
Nangong Ji was confused. Didn't they say that levelling up to the first peak of the first stage? How the f * ck did he advance without
undergoing closed door cultivation?
Since this person was so terrifying, he couldn't be allowed to live!
The next second, he was almost scared silly.
After Ye Fan used up five hundred thousand experience points to level up, he actually did not hesitate to swallow that thousand years old Bodhi.
Bang! Blood and flesh exploded, instantly transforming into the berserk look on the Dragon's face.
And his aura was heading straight for the seventh level of the Dragon Realm. The thousand year Subhuti had forcefully raised his cultivation by four levels!
"Come on, I want to kill you right now!" The Dragon Demon pointed at Nangong Ji and provoked him.