Wu Po Jiuxiao

"This fluctuation...is similar to the coercion at night. Could it be that what this guy said is true, the fluctuation at night was actually transmitted from the direction of the Bone Evil Temple, and now it appears again Here, does it mean that the Bone Evil Temple really has some kind of connection with the other party?"

The skinny elder whispered to himself.

Blowing Demon Emperor's pupils contracted rapidly, Ye Fantian's aura has increased by more than ten times compared to just now, the terrifying pressure and shocking fluctuations are not at the same level as before.

The mark on the center of the eyebrows belonging to the magic eye and the power of the mysterious soul sent out a wave that pierced the sky, and Ye Fantian seemed to be surrounded by layers of energy, and his body was in a blurred state.

A scarlet eye appeared coldly and abruptly in the air, floating quietly like this!

"Heavenly Demon Eye...?!"

Blowing the Demon Emperor's mouth bitterly said to himself, although the tone was full of a little doubt, but more of the lack of belief, deep belief, such fluctuations, such a horrible taste, it is not the Demon Eye that will who is it?

"The magic eye is vertical and horizontal!"

Holding the Liuxue Divine Spear, with the tip of the gun pointing down, with a happy expression, calm eyes, and a smile on his face, as if the wind is calm and calm, without the slightest life, but everyone present has their eyes widened , the body began to tremble rapidly.

vast!

That is the breath of a king!

That is the posture of the emperor in their magic palace!

Ye Fantian stood there proudly like an emperor inspecting his courtiers. Beside him, thousands of scarlet eyes floated there, all emitting an icy cold light.

Yaoyao doesn't have that kind of creepy taste, but only solemn and infinite shock, and the layers of coercion have reached a substantive level.

Thousands of blood-colored eyes stared coldly at the Blowing Demon Emperor in front of him, as if looking at a dead object with indifference.

"Heavenly Demon Eyes...!"

Cang Yunzi couldn't help roaring in a low voice, his ferocious face slowly began to twist, his eyes seemed to spew out flames, especially when he saw the person in the elders' house. The radiant posture is even more clenched with fists.

The appearance of the Demon Eye completely reversed the situation, Ye Fantian's aura absolutely suppressed the surrounding people forcibly.

The aura belonging to the superior is rampant and terrifying.

Even the martial king-level powerhouses couldn't help trembling their legs after feeling this terrifying aura.

A pair of scarlets stared coldly at the Blowing Demon Emperor in front of them, and Ye Fantian said lightly:

"Chuitian, you should already know my identity by now, do you still want to fight me now?"

Blowing Demon Emperor's body trembled slightly for a while, and the zhenqi in his body felt an inexplicable stagnation, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and his eyes kept switching: