Chapter 457

"Lord devil, is that you?"

A dark painted figure suddenly floated out of the room of the mansion, and the fluctuation on his body made Yiqing River slightly pale.

The visitor was in his seventies, with long silver hair and a skeleton mark in the middle of his eyebrows. It seemed that the skeleton mark was going to live. It was really terrible.

This person is not the supreme elder of the corpse tomb demon hall accepted by Ye Fantian. Who else is there?

Seeing the corpse soul worship ye Vatican nodded slightly, then waved his hand to him and said:

"How did you know I was coming?"

The old face of corpse soul worship said with a slight satisfaction:

"The little old man has long been familiar with the devil's breath. Therefore, when the LORD came to the devil's palace, the breath broke out long ago attracted the little old man's attention for fear that the LORD would come here, so the little old man had been waiting here long ago."

This corpse soul sacrifice is really loyal, which makes Ye Fantian feel relieved about it. He said faintly:

"You bother."

As soon as he said this, the face of corpse soul sacrifice couldn't help showing a look of excitement, and then the smile on his face began to become more brilliant. Although corpse soul sacrifice smiled ugly, it didn't hinder the other party's mood, but ye Fantian was surprised that the other party should have such a big reaction.

He won't know his current identity is the rightful Lord of the demon palace. Once he controls it, his corpse soul sacrifice is one of the meritorious heroes, and his power is also rising. Now he can have a good relationship with Ye Fantian, which plays a great role in their corpse tomb demon temple and even his own benefits.

"Demon lord? How does he call you demon lord? Are you also the son of Cang Yunzi?"

Yi Qinghe couldn't help shouting.

Ye Fantian despised this girl and said angrily:

"First find a place to practice. I have some understanding. You can ask the corpse soul sacrifice yourself for the rest."

When he first met Yi Qinghe, ye Fantian didn't find that the other party had the potential to be a Tang monk, but now, the Tang monk is even worse than him. This guy seems to be the 100000 why entangled, constantly asking Ye Fantian, which immediately made Ye Fantian feel inexplicably collapsed.

The flame fluctuation in the body has begun to become obvious. At this time, even the corpse soul worship began to notice that ye Fantian's situation was not quite right. He hurriedly pressed Ye Fantian down and urged him with real Qi.

Hiss

The hot fire stream burned the palm of the corpse soul worship.

"Find me a quiet secret room so that I can cultivate myself."

The power of the xuanjing of fire began to explode crazily. With Ye Vatican's suppression, the energy of the eight treasures glass lamp was slowly suppressed inch by inch, but it is obvious that this is only a superficial phenomenon. Ye Vatican dares to guarantee that he will enjoy a volcano that is about to explode now. As long as he doesn't suppress it quickly, this volcano will explode soon.

"Yes!"

Seeing ye Vatican's face began to change, where did the corpse soul worship dare to be careless, he hurriedly held Ye Vatican slowly, and then his body quickly turned into a secret room.

Yi Qinghe naturally could see that there was something wrong with Ye Fantian, so he consciously began to close his mouth.

"True Qi has begun to get out of control. Hurry to quench the violent energy in your body."

Bai Suzhen said anxiously.

"I see!"

While ye Fantian was talking, the two snow-white jade like palms had been stretched rapidly. Countless residual shadows clearly gathered into a blooming refining flower. The hot energy of fire in countless fluctuations on the fingerprints began to boil at this moment.

Peng Peng

The explosion force in the whole secret room spread wildly, and hot marks were produced on the surrounding walls. Fortunately, it is the site of the corpse soul worship. Otherwise, these terrible fluctuations alone will be enough to attract the attention of others.

The energy of xuanjing has obviously gained the upper hand, and although the energy of the eight treasures glass lamp is still terrible, there is nothing to do. Ye Fantian, with the continuous compression of the xuanjing of fire, was completely swallowed in at last.

The original pale face began to become ruddy. After slowly taking a long breath, ye Fantian's face also showed a trace of satisfaction, but he knew that this was just the beginning. The eight treasures glass lamp just burst out, and the little energy was so terrible. Once he really wanted to recover it, it was very difficult.

The lamp is divided into eight layers, and each layer is carved with incomparable fineness, but the most important thing is the faint blue flame above. Although it is still a long distance from the other party, at the moment of the other party's appearance, the power of the soul in the body began to become unusually violent.

With a slight operation of the black spirit, Ye Fan's genius began to suppress the riot of the power of the mysterious soul.

The faint blue flame seemed to be the eyes of seduction. Although I knew it was a flame, there was a terrible chill when I was slightly close.

"I got it together with the thunder god Juyuan skill at the beginning, but the eight treasures glass lamp has clearly not changed at all. Only after breaking through the level of King Wu and absorbing the xuanjing of fire, there has been a slight change, but I didn't expect it to break out again."

Ye Fantian's face was still serious.

"It's terrible energy."

Qingxuanzi's expression was the same. Staring at the light blue flame, his mysterious soul body was constantly looming, which was really mysterious and abnormal.

"Yes!"

Ye Fantian said helplessly.

Suddenly, a strange wave fiercely uploaded from the eight treasures glass lamp.

Peng

Peng Peng

The wonderful wave began to shake the surrounding space into a ripple, like a ripple in the lake, and ye Fantian's forehead and arms began to become blurred.

"What's going on?"

Ye Fantian's face changed slightly and couldn't help shouting.

But the next moment, ye Fantian's palm found that the eight treasures glass lamp seemed to be integrated with his right hand.

"God...?!"

The voice of Qing xuanzi suddenly became urgent.

Hiss

The faint blue flame seemed to be a greedy cat smelling the fishy smell, and rushed to Ye Fantian's arm.

"Hissing..."

A cool breath in Ye Fantian's mouth came out of the elixir field. For a moment, his face began to twist.

"Good... Pain!"

A low roar came out of his mouth.

Although the blue flame looked insignificant, it was like a spirit snake. It was small and went straight into the palm of Ye Fantian

The sharp pain made Ye Fantian's body start to tremble crazily. Although the endurance of the body had exceeded the horror of ordinary people after being quenched and tortured by the xuanjing of fire, ye Fantian still screamed several times after the flame of the eight treasures glass lamp was added again.

At the moment when the flame penetrated Ye Fantian's body, the eight treasures glass lamp turned into liquid glass like this, and slowly drilled into Ye Fantian's wound with ease

"This... What is this?"

When the eight treasures glass lamp entered the body, the expression on Ye Fantian's face began to become rich