Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 226 Are you happy?
Balrog stared at him, he couldn't believe it, someone dared to call him Laozi, and it was in front of his subordinates, he lost all face in an instant.

"Fellow daoist, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. Taking a step back is for the sake of the sea and the sky, and we can make friends in the future." He suppressed his anger and said, after all, the other party is also in the spirit-killing realm. If you can't do it, then it's best not to do it. Of course, that's another story when we leave here.

Anyway, he decided to wait for the other party to leave, to follow up and block him, and now he was also waiting for two friends to come over.

"Make a friend? In the future? If it's a plastic friend, you can consider it, but if it's not a pure friendship, then let's forget it." Yang Fan changed to a comfortable sitting position and said, after finishing speaking, he even waved his hands across the air He slapped Elder Rong's head and urged, "If you want to be lazy, write to labor and management!"

Elder Rong looked at the Balrog aggrievedly, stretched out his hand and continued to write, this time he didn't dare to take chances if he was killed, and he was completely convinced by Yang Fan in his heart.

Dare to take action to teach him in front of his own king, except that there is a problem with his head, then he is really confident, and he obviously believes in the latter.

"Fellow Daoist, it seems that you don't intend to give face to this deity anymore!" Balrog's face was gloomy, and murderous intent emerged from his body.

"Okay, how much is your face worth? Besides, why should labor and capital give you face? Are you a big bird or something?" Yang Fan opened his mouth and came, feeling in his heart that this feeling of letting go and being able to play hard is very cool .

So he decided that in the future, if there is nothing to do, he will become a demon and pretend to be more aggressive.

"By the way, a Nascent Soul cultivator, why do you protect him so much? Could it be that he is your male slave?" He looked at the other party with that weird look after he finished speaking.

As soon as these words came out, the Balrog couldn't bear it anymore, and made a sudden move without beeping, and it was a big killing move as soon as it came up.

"Soul Palm!"

When the words were closed, the sky and the earth shook, and amidst the surging wind and clouds, a big hand made of black mist suddenly shot out from the clouds and mist, and attacked Yang Fan directly with the potential to destroy everything.

"Small sample, I thought you were the only one who could do it, and labor and capital would do it too!" Yang Fan smiled disdainfully, using his spiritual power, a dazzling white hand suddenly appeared, its color compared with everything in this demon abyss, it was like the palm of a fairy, pure and pure And flawless, like the nemesis of darkness, trying to purify everything.

"You... are not a demon!?" The Flame Demon was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a very cruel smile, "Jie Jie, since you are not a demon, then I will not be polite to you!"

"So much nonsense!" Yang Fan said impatiently.

"Jie Jie, I hope you will be as confident as you are now!" the Flame Demon said, with a cruel smile, he controlled his big hand to strike.

He decided not to let Yang Fan die so quickly, he must concoct the other party well, let him know what real fear feels like.

"What are you looking at? Continue to write, labor and management will find you a companion to write with you!" Yang Fan yelled at Elder Rong, and slammed into the big black hand of the Balrog with his big hand manipulating spiritual power.

boom!
Two palms, one black and one white, collided together, and there was a rumbling sound, like a thunderclap, and the whole world shook, causing the ground to crack, and cracks appeared one after another.

And in the void where the two collided, there was actually a collapse. In fact, to put it bluntly, their spiritual power was too strong, and the collision was too violent, which led to the illusion of the void collapsing.

"Demon Flame!" At this time, the Balrog muttered, and saw that the big black hand was immediately wrapped in purple-brown flames, and there was a sizzling burning sound. The temperature was frighteningly high, almost tens of thousands of degrees. The temperature in Baili suddenly rose, as if in a purgatory on earth, some places were directly burned to ashes.

This magic flame can also evoke all kinds of negative emotions in people's hearts.

The Demon Spirit Castle was protected by the formation and was not affected.

"Heh, labor and capital also have spiritual fire." Yang Fan was not in a hurry, and wrapped the big hand with the spiritual fire, making it more dazzling, like a scorching sun.

It doesn't seem to have a high temperature, but in fact it can burn nothingness, a little bit of it, and immediately destroy all the body and spirit, and it can also purify all darkness, as if it is the nemesis of darkness.

"Unreasonable!" The Balrog smiled disdainfully, turned his hand and pressed it, and the big black hand wrapped in the magic flame clenched into a fist, and smashed it at a high speed, arousing the void and rubbing the air, thus forming a huge three-color fireball, just like a meteorite come down.

Seeing this, Yang Fan immediately changed his big hand with spiritual power into a pointed cone, and shot it out as a dazzling white light with the momentum of destructive force.

"Pierce you!"

boom!
The cone made of spiritual power is unstoppable, and even with the help of spiritual fire, gods can block and kill gods, and Buddhas can block and destroy Buddhas.

After the Balrog's black fist lasted for only three or four seconds, it suddenly let out a crackling sound, followed by being ruthlessly pierced by the cone.

"Impossible!" The Balrog was stunned for a moment.

Yang Fan took advantage of this second of distraction, and violently manipulated the cone to rush towards the Balrog.

Puchi!

After all, Balrog was a veteran cultivator in the spirit-slashing realm, so he regained consciousness in an instant, and quickly teleported to avoid it, but the speed of the cone was terribly fast, and he was still scratched on his shoulder.

"Okay, very good, it's my deity who underestimated you before, so get ready for the real trembling next!" The Balrog was completely angry. At first he wanted to have a good time with the other party, but after this short confrontation Finally, he found that Yang Fan was not simple, and there was an inexplicable sense of oppression rippling in his heart.

He has been in Moyuan for hundreds of years, and he is already familiar with the rules of survival here, so now he has put away his attitude of underestimating the enemy, and is ready to devote himself to the battle, delaying time and waiting for the arrival of a few friends.

"Demon body, open!"

The magic power spewed out, and with a dull vibration, a brownish-purple savage giant mixed with magic flames appeared in the world, covering him, like an ancient demon god descending, overlooking all living beings.

This is the strongest state of Moxiu.

Yang Fan took out the Ice Soul Brew and drank a few swigs, and imitated Balrog's way of transforming into a giant.

Comparing the two giants is like a game between an ancient immortal and a demon god.

At this time, the Balrog suddenly mobilized, hovered and stood at the heart of the giant, and raised his fist, only to see that giant also waved his fist and attacked Yang Fan directly.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, leaned back slightly, and put his right hand to his left waist, making a gesture as if he was about to draw a sword.

"Big killer move, Five Elements Explosive Bomb!"

After closing the words, he waved his right arm fiercely, and in an instant, tens of thousands of five-element spirit bombs suddenly appeared in the void.

At the same time, the giant transformed by spiritual power was not idle, and at some point, he found a big tennis racket and held it in his hand.

boom!
boom!
boom!
...

The Five Elements Bomb was like a tennis ball, it was slapped hard and flew out, turning into fireballs that traveled through the void at extremely high speed, and went straight towards the Balrog.

Shhhhhhhh!
There was a crackling sound.

The Balrog roared in a low voice, he didn't pay attention to these five-element spirit bombs, and threw his fists to meet them.

boom! ! !
This punch suddenly hit five five-element spirit bombs, and the sound of the explosion resounded in all directions, shaking the whole world.

The giant's fist was directly blown to pieces.

"Huh!?" The Balrog paused abruptly. Only then did he realize the threat to his life brought by the five-element spirit bomb, so he quickly returned to defense, and opened his mouth to spit out a small black iron shield. When he pressed it from the air, the shield suddenly Get bigger and hold your body tight.

"Want to be a tortoise?" Yang Fan smacked his lips, controlled the spiritual power giant, and suddenly accelerated the speed, and thousands of five-element bombs were shot flying out.

boom!
You must know that these five-element spirit bombs are all heaven-level, and the power of the explosion is close to the middle stage of the spirit-killing realm, especially when there are so many of them, it is like thousands of monks in the spirit-killing realm shooting at the same time.

Although the Balrog's shield was very strong, but with the continuous bombardment of the Five Elements Spirit bombs, cracks appeared in some places, and obviously it could not last long.

"Friend Daoist, you have to forgive others and forgive others. Taking a step back is for the sake of the sea and the sky. I am willing to pay compensation!" The Balrog panicked. After being bombed like this, he will retreat even if he does not die.

"Admit it!? That's good, let's talk about this wave!" Yang Fan stared, and waved his hand, and another two thousand five-element bombs were photographed.

"I @#*..." The Balrog opened his mouth to curse, and at the same time used Chi Nai Jin.

boom! ! !
The deafening explosion sounded again, and the demon cultivators whose realm was below the Nascent Soul Realm were directly shocked to bleed from their seven orifices, and passed out on the spot. Even if they were protected by the powerful formation of the Demon Spirit Castle, they still could not escape.

Soon, the aftermath of the explosion passed, and when the dust dissipated, the Balrog twitched miserably into the half of the shield that fell into the ground.

"Are you happy?" Yang Fan went out and pulled it out of the shield, sealed its magic power, and threw it in front of Elder Rong who was stunned by the explosion just now.

Fortunately, this product is within the protection range of the Demon Spirit Fort formation, otherwise it would have turned into a cloud of blood mist long ago.

"What are you looking at? Continue writing, and you!" Yang Fan glared at Elder Rong and the Balrog who had just woken up. After speaking, he turned his gaze to Demon Spirit Castle, pointing directly at the little white-faced demon cultivator.

"And you, come out and write with them!"

　Thanks for the reward like the wind! "Corpse of Immortals"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)