super unscrupulous student

Zhuo Yifan put Ouyang Qingzhi into the Nether Tower for protection, and then stood up and looked at Dongfang Haotian coldly.

"As the saying goes, a tiger's poison does not eat its offspring. Dongfang Haotian, you claim to be the leader of the human race, and what you do is worse than an animal."

"It's not up to you, a demon, to teach me what to do." Seeing Zhuo Yifan's pained look, Dongfang Haotian even showed a happy smile: "You evil demons shouldn't live in this place. In this world, I, Dongfang Haotian, swore to the Tianmeng since I was a child that as long as I live, I will kill all the demons!"

"He shook his fist fiercely: "What I just killed was just a demon thief who was a huge threat to our human race. "

Zhuo Yifan was so angry that he laughed: "Dongfang Haotian, you are the one who is truly possessed, and there is no cure."

"Ivan, for the great cause of the human race, I can even kill my own daughter. Will you surrender obediently or I will give you a ride." Dongfang Haotian looked at Zhuo Yifan, and the killing intent swept over like a storm, which was hard to restrain.

Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath, showing a faint smile, but a cold light flickered in the corner of his eyes: "Maybe it's not necessarily that I will give you a ride."

Suddenly, he turned around and walked towards the center of the storm.

"Want to escape, dream?" Dongfang Haotian has been gathering momentum for a long time, his spiritual consciousness is firmly locked on Zhuo Yifan, how can he let him leave, with a flash of his body, a big hand with spiritual power descends from the sky, and grabs Zhuo Yifan .

Zhuo Yifan suddenly felt that the whole space was frozen, unable to move.

With a cold snort in his heart, the devil's heart was running, and with a shock of huge power, he broke free from the lock, and stepped towards the center of the storm with one step: "If you have the guts, come and chase."

Dongfang Haotian's body teleported over, and as he swung his hands, countless spiritual powers turned into silk threads, forming a big net, and directly enveloping Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't dodge in time, and was covered by the spiritual power net. He flew up into the air and headed towards Dongfang Haotian.

"Hmph, ignorant child, you are vulnerable, this time I will make your life worse than death!"

Dongfang Haotian smiled triumphantly. Zhuo Yifan's performance was indeed only at the stage of crossing the catastrophe. The threat to him from monks at this level was almost infinitely close to zero.

"Really? Why don't I think so!" Just as Zhuo Yifan's mocking voice sounded, his imprisoned body suddenly exploded with a bang.

Dongfang Haotian was dumbfounded, is this kid crazy?He chose to blew himself up?

boom!

Zhuo Yifan's self-explosion produced huge energy fluctuations, which instantly triggered changes in the world within a radius of tens of miles, especially since he himself was close to the center of the storm. This violent shock even triggered a chain reaction in the surrounding storms. In an instant, these spatial storms whizzed and changed one after another, just like ancient giant beasts waking up from a deep sleep, howling and devouring everything.

"Not good, the demons really are wolves with ambition, even if they die, they still have to drag people to their backs." Dongfang Haotian was taken aback. At this moment, there was a space storm all around, directly covering this area, and his consciousness could not be released at all.

All kinds of terrifying fluctuations made him feel a chill in his heart. It was like an ordinary person had directly entered a minefield, and it was still in a minefield that was constantly exploding. The panic and helplessness were really indescribable.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Continuous roaring sounds sounded, and at least a dozen storms entangled and merged with each other, turning into a huge wind column, involving Dongfang Haotian in it.

In an instant, he lost his sense of the outside world, surrounded by cracks in space, which were sharper than all weapons in the world, and with his physical strength in the Mahayana period, he was cut to pieces in an instant.

Dongfang Haotian uttered a terrified cry, gathered all his strength suddenly, and slapped hard.

If the huge power was outside, it would definitely destroy the world, but here, most of it was swallowed by the space crack and disappeared directly into the alien space.

Even the holy ancestor of the demon race was covered in bruises in the space storm, and he had no power to resist, let alone Dongfang Haotian.

In just a few seconds, he was seriously injured as if he had suffered billions of attacks, and was finally swept up by the space storm, and disappeared into that alien space without knowing it.

The space storm was very miraculous. After devouring Dongfang Haotian, it spun and continued to move forward. After wreaking havoc, it gradually calmed down.

Fortunately, there is nothing in the center of the desert but barren land, and the storm did not cause any huge damage.

long after.

Where the storm disappeared, a mound of earth began to turn up, and a man in a state of embarrassment slowly crawled out, it was Zhuo Yifan.

It's just that Zhuo Yifan at this moment is really miserable, his breath is extremely weak, and he looks like he is dying.

"Made, it's no wonder that kid An Ye hated me for losing a clone, it's almost like dying once." Zhuo Yifan checked himself with a wry smile, his face was ugly, he couldn't laugh or cry.

In order to confuse Dongfang Haotian, Zhuo Yifan had to use the devil's heart to split part of his soul and body to create this clone, while his main body, under the cover of the clone, used the body of the earth spirit and sneaked into the depths of the earth .

Although the avatar itself is not very powerful, it is like a matchstick in a gunpowder barrel. It has no power in itself, but once ignited, it can cause huge damage.

However, the power of this space storm still opened Zhuo Yifan's eyes. He tried his best to dive into the ground thousands of meters deep, and was almost caught in the storm. Food, if you go in by yourself, the consequences are really unimaginable.

But the sacrifice is worth it, at least Dongfang Haotian can no longer pose a threat to himself.

But Zhuo Yifan's current situation is also very bad. The damage caused by the three-flavored real fire is too serious, and the spiritual power of the world cannot be repaired at all. Recover, otherwise it will be difficult to recover.

At this moment, although Ouyang Qingzhi saved his life under the Derivative Art, he also fell into a deep sleep. Without her as a guide, Zhuo Yifan would never have walked out of the desert.

And why Zheng Niu Ben and others can't help at all. Now they are in the Nether Tower, absorbing pure magic energy, practicing hard, and striving to restore their strength as soon as possible.

Zhuo Yifan took out the fire spirit crystal, converted it into a fire spirit body, absorbed it, and temporarily recovered his strength, but the meridians all over his body were excruciatingly painful. The three-flavored real fire is a high-level flame that can only be mastered by true immortals in the fairy world. Passed through Zhuo Yifan's meridians once, but the damage left behind was indelible.

Looking at the flaming red beads held by Yuan Ying, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help showing a wry smile, and made up his mind that he would never use these three flavors of real fire again unless it was absolutely necessary.

The sky was full of yellow sand and the storm was raging. Zhuo Yifan was a little at a loss standing in the center of the storm. After thinking about it for a while, he simply gritted his teeth and walked directly to the center.

Anyway, no one knows where the danger lies, it depends on luck, and my luck has always been good.

Just thinking about this, Zhuo Yifan's face suddenly became dumbfounded, and the next second, his body suddenly disappeared strangely, and a moment later, a huge storm was gradually forming at the place where he disappeared, absorbing the surrounding energy crazily. everything.