Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

"kill!"

Ye Fan gave orders to the big cauldron and the blood dragon in the void.

As his voice fell, a long golden mark was drawn out of the void in an instant.

The cauldron hummed and vibrated even more, strands of sunlight fell down, and a strong suction erupted, and Nanming Lihuo gushed out at the same time.

The flames traveled a thousand meters, killing hundreds of evil spirits in an instant, and then the blood dragon crushed dozens of evil spirits.

With just a few breaths, thousands of evil spirits were wiped out, leaving only half of them.

"how can that be?"

Standing in front of Ye Fan, those elders were suddenly out of breath, and their hearts were bleeding.

In order to collect these evil spirits, the Witch Blood Sect has collected them for hundreds of years.

This is the family wealth accumulated by the ancestors of the past generations. Is it really lost in one day?

"This person is too strong. I think he is not like an ordinary Xuanxiu, but more like a Wuxiu, and his cultivation level is at least comparable to that of the leader."

Standing next to the white-haired old man, the youngest of the second elder, trembling all over, said with horror on his face.

"This method reminds me of someone."

When the white-haired old man was horrified, his pupils shrank suddenly, as if he remembered something.

"Who?"

The other elders hurriedly asked.

"That Martial Saint Ye Fan that is widely rumored in Kyushu!" the white-haired old man trembled.

However, it was too late.

"Boom!"

The big cauldron and the blood dragon are so terrifying, that is, countless evil spirits are fearless of death, moths fly into the flames, and when they touch Nanming Lihuo, Xiaguang, Qi, blood and golden fire, they all die instantly.

In the blink of an eye, all the evil spirits died and were refined into the purest energy.

In front of the blood dragon and the big tripod, the majestic bluestone hall also looks small.

All the members of the Witch Blood Sect were so frightened that they threw away their witch weapons, knelt down on the ground tremblingly, and begged Ye Fan not to kill them.

"Quickly, summon the leader!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Great Elder cried out in shock.

Numerous Witch Blood Sect elders also hurriedly knelt down, begging and calling out to the nine-foot-tall Golem with a green face, fangs, and a ferocious expression in the Bluestone Hall.

"The Witch Blood Cult is in great trouble, and please ask the leader to go out and kill the enemy!"

These elders looked devout, and from the meaning of their words, it could be heard that the leader of the Witch Blood Sect seemed to be retreating.

Before they could finish speaking, the entire Bluestone Hall trembled.

Ye Fan was swinging his fist, hitting the mask of the Bluestone Hall.

Vigorous energy and blood enveloped the entire Bluestone Hall.

Outside the main hall, Ye Fan swung his fist violently, hitting the black mask, the black mist on the mask shook endlessly, and countless cracks appeared on the ground.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan shot one after another, each punch was enough to smash a small hill.

That layer of light mask is getting darker and darker, and the black air adhering to it is formed by the gathering of thousands of years of evil energy and the underground.

Ordinary Yuanying Zhenjun may not be able to crush it.

But in the face of Ye Fan's erupting terrifying power, there were faint signs of collapse.

What's even more frightening is that Nanming Lihuo is constantly burning, and the blood dragons are also constantly hitting.

"Oh!"

A divine weapon appeared out of thin air in Ye Fan's hand, it was the Heavenly Scale Divine Halberd.

He swung the divine halberd violently, and the bright light shot across the sky, which was as long as a hundred feet long, as if the god of war descended to earth, and could break the soul.

The black mist outside the Bluestone Hall could no longer bear it, and it fell apart.

The divine halberd broke through the formation, unstoppable, with overwhelming momentum. After the black mist was shattered, the mask also shattered, and then the blue stone hall was cut in half in the air.

"This... is this the power of the true king?"

The elite soldiers who were fighting in the back stopped their hands one after another and said dumbfounded.

This situation was too terrifying, just like the rumored Li Yuanba who smashed into the city with a hammer, making everyone unconscious and gasped.

The members of the Witch Blood Cult were even pale with fright, as if falling into an abyss, wrapped in fear, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Chapter 1141 Insanely Insane, Vulnerable!

The white-haired old man was shocked and angry, his face turned pale.

He really wanted to know who this killing god was, and where did Ye Qingcang find him.