The entire seal of the seven mirrors burst open instantly!
Unleash the violent and terrifying might of swallowing mountains and rivers inside!
The hemispherical violent momentum radiated out, and in an instant, the entire space of the mirror world was enveloped! !
Huhuhu——
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo well
The silhouette of the person in the purple-red storm and the whistling noise around him became more intense!
Raging the Quartet!
Go straight to the sky!
In front of the man with a tattoo without sheep, in the zero eye socket outside.
A majestic purple-red breath that looked like a column of wolf smoke and jade, shot up into the sky in an instant!
Run through Changhong!
[Semi-finished demonizing potion, thirty-five seconds countdown! 】
Ye Fan slowly raised his head.
The soaring demon spirit aura on his body stopped at the limit of 300,000.
Ye Fan's body was full of purple-red qi surging and violent!
Xuanhe!
flaming!
Surging like a sea wave!
The majestic demon spirit breath that resembled a demon god, washed away from Ye Fan's body!
He wore a half-white and hideous Shura mask.
If anyone had seen Ye Fan in this state, he would immediately find out.
At this moment, when Ye Fan entered this Shura state for the second time, this mask became even more terrifying!
Masks cover a wider range.
Just hit the bridge of the nose before.
Now he has crossed the bridge of his nose, covering most of his face!
A pair of eyes, all turned into a scarlet bloodthirsty color like a monster.
What is contained in it is the ultimate calmness!
Extreme ice cold!
The ultimate madness!
And the ultimate killing!
The murderous intent and cold killing intent that seemed to materialize was released from Ye Fan's eyes and landed on the body of the man with the Weiyang tattoo.
The man in the black windbreaker of the Ten Thousand Demons Club, staring at Ye Fan's gaze, trembled!
A burst of icy cold sweat oozes directly from his back.
Thump thump--
He walked back quickly.
He looked at Ye Fan trembling, his lips trembled, and he said without a word: "Who are you...Who are you?"
"This is... a demon breath?"
"How can you have a demon aura on your body?"
Immediately after,
The man with no sheep tattoo suddenly thought of something.
He blurted out in horror: "Demonize people?!"
"No... wrong!"
"Could it be... the state of demonization?!"
"Is it the demonized state that all the masters of the Chinese zodiac have always longed for and pursued?!"
"How is it possible? You are a little limited-level spiritual master!"
"How can you master the state of demonization?"
"Master Wan Snake hasn't researched it out!"
"Who on earth... are you?!"
Ye Fan turned a deaf ear to the continuous problems of the man without sheep tattoos.
He felt a very strong, strong desire to kill, instantly flooding his mind, drowning all his sanity!
The corner of Ye Fan's mouth wrapped in the mask made a cold smile.
[Semi-finished demonizing potion, countdown to 30 seconds! 】
Ye Fan looked at the Weiyang tattooed man, as if looking at an ant.
"Are you ready to die?"
Faintly, as if greetings without a meal, the words echoed in the ears of the tattooed man.
The cold and cold murderous intent immediately wrapped him.
"Mingyuetian rushes!"
A cold and solemn voice sounded!
bass--
The void was severely torn apart!