Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

In the end, the secret power gushed out like a spring, soaking him inside, flowing with the true meaning of immortality.

All kinds of divine patterns emerged from the secret power, and the powerful vitality burst forth, which made people startled.

His aura is rising steadily, and his cultivation base is crazily approaching the true immortal.

"Ahem, hehe, use your strength, kid." Jian Wushuang yelled with red eyes, hair flying wildly.

"He is using external forces to break his own confinement, so he can break through and be reborn. Will he become a fairy?"

Far away, Zou Baiyue's eyes were burning with curiosity.

"If he succeeds, he may give you great supernatural powers." Beside her, an old man had fiery eyes and looked forward to it.

Ye Fan also sensed that something was wrong, the other party seemed to be using his power to achieve a certain purpose.

But the strangest thing at this time was that when he punched and bombarded, the secret power seemed to be devouring his strength.

Jian Wushuang's muscles and bones are all broken, and the fairy marrow is shining, exuding a fragrant fragrance, and seizing good fortune.

Immortal power flows and wraps it, as if it is being reborn in Nirvana.

"You are good at calculating." Ye Fan's indifferent voice sounded: "How dare you steal my supernatural powers, it's a pity that you overestimated yourself."

At this moment, a pocket-sized Golden Crow flew out of his palm.

Chapter 1790 Conspiracies and tricks, all in vain!

With a swish sound, he entered the secret power, pierced through the light curtain that wrapped Jian Wushuang, and broke the light cocoon.

The secret power in the light cocoon circulates crazily, wanting to imprint Ye Fan's divine pattern secret technique, so as to obtain the ancient sun scripture and the magic power of swallowing the sky.

This is a weird and terrifying secret technique, which can break out of a cocoon and become a butterfly in the time of life and death, and steal other people's secrets.

It's a pity that Ye Fan is not very human, and he has already seen everything clearly, so naturally he would not give Jian Wushuang the opportunity to spy on his magical skills.

"Too bad, Jian Wushuang failed because he didn't steal the secret technique." The two old men beside Zou Baiyue suddenly changed their colors and rushed forward to kill him.

Shushan has the secret technique of suppressing religion, which can be reborn from nirvana, which is the supreme secret technique.

Obviously, Jian Wushuang has completed his cultivation, and he is always accumulating, waiting to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

Now, there is a huge opportunity in front of him.

Therefore, Jian Wushuang wants to achieve three things in one fell swoop when he is reborn in Nirvana.

Become an immortal, seek magic skills, and steal secret art, so the performance is extraordinarily crazy.

This Nirvana secret technique is powerful and mysterious.

When baptizing the physical body, it can also imprint the mysterious magic skills of the outside world, and understand the Tao and reason.

If Ye Fan attacks like this, he will be imprinted in the secret power, and will eventually be succeeded by Jian Wushuang.

It's a pity that Jian Wushuang's thousands of plots and tricks failed to come true after all.

Ye Fan's right hand used the ancient sun scripture to the extreme, and his right palm swallowed the magic power, and a black hole vortex emerged.

Surrounded by small swords, the sword intent soared to the sky, completely detonating the world.

"you……"

Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank suddenly, his face was terrified, and he looked at Ye Fan in disbelief.

He also discovered that there is a lot of power in his body, which is deposited in the flesh and blood, and it is all swallowed up at this moment.

There were even violent forces detonated.

There was a rumbling sound, and Jian Wushuang's flesh and blood burst apart, his body was disintegrating, and the countless formations imprinted in his body, like candles flickering in the wind, were rapidly extinguishing.

"impossible!"

Jian Wushuang was completely panicked.

On the surface, his seemingly meaningless life and death are all pretending.

A monk who has reached his level is actually more afraid than ordinary people.

After all, there is great horror between life and death.

He has finally cultivated to this stage, and he is about to become a fairy and Nirvana, but he is destroyed by others. How can he not be afraid?

Looking at Jian Wushuang in panic, Ye Fan sneered.

At the very beginning, although he didn't know that Jian Wushuang wanted to steal his magical powers, he knew that this person was so crazy that he must be hiding other purposes.

With the passage of time, it can be seen that Jian Wushuang wants to use his hands to Nirvana, so many hidden dangers are left behind, which are all hidden.

"Aren't you very arrogant? Aren't you not afraid of death? I am the most charitable, so I will help you."

Ye Fan's face was full of mockery, and his words were as cold as ice.

These words fell into Jian Wushuang's ears, full of irony, and even more ruthless.

His remnant body fell into an ice cellar, his heart was full of unwillingness, and the great fear of life and death eroded his heart.

The hope this guy sees is that he can't reach any step, and he can't steal the chicken and lose the rice.

Jian Wushuang was annoyed and regretted, this time he played off.