Chapter 3293

Chen Shaofeng's strength has been improved again.

Seeing this, magic Yan immediately looked frightened.

"Boy, how can this be possible? This golden black divine fire is the magic power you obtained by refining a mysterious relic?" Magic Yan questioned loudly, and his tone was full of disbelief.

He didn't expect that Chen Shaofeng was so lucky that he could improve his strength under the oppression of his magic yuan.

"Hey, you guessed right. Yes, this is the magic power I got from the ruins. My magic power is called 'Three Yin demons burn the sky'!" Hearing the speech, Chen Shaofeng smiled and said with a laugh.

At this time, blood red light appeared outside Chen Shaofeng's body.

Outside his body, a blood red light is rapidly condensing into a three yin devil fire transformed by golden black divine fire.

The power of the three evil fire increased again, and fire waves swept around.

"No..." Magic Yan screamed.

"Boy, don't deceive people too much. You're provoking the majesty of the demon clan!" Magic Yan roared.

He had felt that the surface of his body was suffering from the burning pain of the three evil fires.

He wanted to get rid of the pain, but he couldn't.

"What's the matter with me bullying you? You despicable and shameless man attacked my wife and children and killed them. Today I'll tear you to pieces!" Hearing the speech, Chen Shaofeng flashed a sarcastic color on his face and said coldly.

With that, his hands clenched into fists and smashed hard at the body of magic Yan.

"Bang!"

A dull voice sounded, and Chen Shaofeng's powerful Shenyuan fist fell on Mo Yan's chest.

A "poof".

There was only a dull sound.

Then, Mo Yan's huge body burst out, flew back hundreds of feet, rolled in the air for several times, and then stopped falling.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A series of painful roars came from magic Yan's mouth.

More than a dozen of his sternum have been broken, and dozens of his internal organs have been broken.

"No! This guy's body is so strong that he can resist my attack. I have to find a way to defeat him, otherwise I will suffer a loss today!" Chen Shaofeng looked at the devil Yan lying on the ground, and his eyebrows showed a dignified color.

Chen Shaofeng's body, in a flash, came to magic Yan's body, ready to solve him.

But all this was just magic Yan's clothes. As soon as he grabbed it, he grabbed it towards Chen Shaofeng's neck. It was as hard as a steel pliers, and it was covered with sharp finger pricks.

"I dare to make a fool of myself in front of me!" Chen Shaofeng looked at it and disdained it.

His left foot lifted up and kicked hard at the claw caught by magic Yan.

"Click"

A crisp crack sounded.

Magic Yan's arm was severely kicked by Chen Shaofeng's left leg, broke directly and flew into the sky.

"Ah... Ah..."

Magic Yan howled miserably, and his face showed a color of incomparable pain.

He wanted to escape, but his body had lost its ability to move. He could only watch Chen Shaofeng come to him.

Chen Shaofeng pinched magic Yan's throat, lifted him up and said coldly, "boy, are you taking it now?"

"Hum, you have a dream. Kill me. I will never give in to you. I am the ancestor of the demon family. How can I easily admit defeat?!" Magic Yan smelled the words and disdained the way.

Then a more powerful strength appeared on Mo Yan,

He injected all his magic power into his flesh to resist the burning of Chen Shaofeng's three yin demon fire.

Magic Yan wants to die with Chen Shaofeng and blow Chen Shaofeng to pieces.

On the surface of Chen Shaofeng's body, a layer of blood red flame appeared, on which there were magic patterns beating, like blood colored fire snakes.

"I don't know what to do!"

The corners of Chen Shaofeng's mouth rose, sketched a mockery, and shouted.

The blood red flame on the surface of his body, like a dragon, collided in his body and made a loud "boom", making his body more huge and strong, and his skin emitted bursts of blood red brilliance.

"Boy, I want you to die." Magic Yan burst out endless resentment and roared.

His words, like a meteorite, hit Chen Shaofeng's chest and shook it back several steps.

"Poof"

Chen Shaofeng vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Chen Shaofeng, it seems that you are just like this. Do you really think that you can defeat this demon? It's just wishful thinking. Kneel down and kowtow for mercy. Maybe I can consider sparing your life!" Seeing that Chen Shaofeng vomited blood and was injured, Mo Yan was overjoyed.

He stared at Chen Shaofeng and shouted.

He thought that Chen Shaofeng could not stand the blow he had just made, and would kneel down and beg for mercy.

"You mean person, you can't think about it. You'll wait to die!" Hearing the speech, Chen Shaofeng glared angrily and said angrily.

"Hum, let's see who dies first!" Magic Yan smelled the speech, and the smile on his face became more cruel.

With a flash of his body shape, he rushed to Chen Shaofeng. His hands waved, and the power of magic yuan gathered frantically. A series of special fingerprints of the demon family appeared in his palm, on which there were black fog and purple lightning wandering constantly.

"Demon family forbidden magic thunder palm!"

Magic Yan roared violently. Those black magic Qi fingerprints were like a sharp magic knife, flying towards Chen Shaofeng. Each path was as big as a huge mountain, like a dark planet.

Seeing this, Chen Shaofeng burst out a dazzling brilliance in his eyes, with a trace of black and red fire beating inside.

"Jiuyou devours Lingyan!"

Chen Shaofeng showed the highest level of fire spirit power he understood, and showed Jiuyou devouring spirit inflammation.

This is the second attack skill that he understood when he was at the Immortal Emperor level. He used the two together, which greatly increased his power and could devour everything.

"Boom"

Bursts of earth shaking explosions resounded through the void. The divine thunder magic palm displayed by the demon family practitioner had no resistance in front of Jiuyou devouring Lingyan, and was swallowed into Jiuyou devouring Lingyan one after another.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Shaofeng's blow swallowed up all those divine thunder magic palms.

"How could it be! You... You swallowed my magic thunder palm!" Magic Yan's face appeared an incredible color.

He knew that his magic thunder palm was the most powerful divine soul martial art he had created in his life after cultivating to the immortal realm.