Chapter 429 You Are My Slave

"Wh!" In the savage collision, Wang Fan followed the Yu Wei who had just been promoted. He did not even disperse the state of the giant, so he broke through the plane barrier of the 72nd floor of the abyss, broke through the obstacle of the 71st floor with brute force, and walked in.

There are 72 layers in the abyss plane. Because the abyss is too vast and vast, the plane source force is difficult to support the structure of the huge plane. Only then can there be the seventy-two layers of the abyss. It can be said that there are 72 small planes in the abyss, which are linked layer by layer to the whole abyss world. In fact, there is a plane barrier between each layer of abyss plane, and ordinary people can't break the plane barrier.

As soon as Wang Fan entered the 71st floor, he felt a scorching force coming to his face, and a world of flame appeared in front of him.

This is a fiery red world. The black and red land is boundless and vast. On the barren land, the hard branches of black iron trees stab the sky, and the hexagonal leaves have sharp edges. It is conceivable that once animals pass by them, they will be scratched by their sharp edges. This is a unique product of the hell world. At the end of the endless black iron forest, a huge peak rises from the ground, but this peak is a dark red volcano, and from time to time, flowing magma erupts from the peak and rolls along the cracks of the mountain to the lower plain. Strangely, the black iron tree is not afraid of fire.

"What a strong fire energy! No wonder the Holy of Hell will choose the nest here.

Wang Fan sighed. Before he did anything, he saw a dense fire energy gathering in the vast sky, forming a huge face in the blink of an eye. This face once appeared when Wang Fan conquered the 72nd floor. It is the saint of hell.

"A strange saint, what's the matter with you coming to my place? Aren't you satisfied with a plane? Do you want to ask for the second plane?" The huge face spoke slowly, and the boundless power came overwhelmingly.

Nodding his head, Wang Fan has determined the specific strength of the hell saint - the peak of the legendary. Understand the strong man of space.

"Holy of Hell, I'm here to invite you to join the sacred flame party I founded. I hope you can honor and move to my Xuanhuang plane." Wang Fan said bluntly. The sound is like rolling thunder.

The huge face of the Holy One in Hell showed a puzzled look: "The Holy Fire? What kind of organization is that? Why have I never heard of it?

Wang Fan laughed and said, "The Holy Fire Club, which I just founded, aims to point out the way forward for the legendary strong, point out the cultivation, and promote to a higher level. Secondly, it is also to fight against the god's ban on the promotion of the legendary strong. You must have been in a retreat recently, otherwise, you should have heard of the battle between me and the split of the three god kings. This time I came to you specially because I hope you can create a new force with me and fight against the gods together.

The Holy Man of Hell listened and his face became serious. His red eyes stared at Wang Fan. After looking at him for a quarter of an hour, he said slowly, "Hual strong man, are you sure you want to fight against the gods? You should know that this is not an easy road to take.

"What, are you afraid?" Wang Fan saw the guilty in the other party's tone and said with disdain.

The Hell Saint shook his head: "I'm not afraid, but with my current strength, there is only a dead end against the gods. Strange strong man, I'm afraid I can't help you with this matter.

Wang Fan snorted coldly, "Are you going to decide if you don't participate?"

The Holy One in Hell said with a stare, "Are you threatening me?"

Wang Fan smiled and pointed to the Holy of Hell and said, "Holy of Hell, I'm here to invite you personally. Do you think you can resist me with your little ability? Now I have reached the peak of the world. My will is the will of the heavens. If you don't join me, you will choose to join the three gods, and I can't leave you. Today, you have to agree. If you don't agree, you have to agree.

The saint of hell must be angry: "How dare you!"

"Whey!" Wang Fan's black hair dispersed in the wind, and his clothes suddenly stretched out and grabbed it. The huge palm with a mysterious meaning formed in the air, suddenly grabbed the big face of the hell saint. There was a gray aura on the palm, which flashed through the kilometer space in the blink of an eye and grabbed the big face of the hell saint.

The Holy of Hell roared: "Looking for death!"

"If you dare to fight with me, I will kill you, flame hell, condense heaven and earth. Magma hell, kill me!!!" With the roar of the hell saint, a hot fire force converged from all directions of the space. In the blink of an eye, there was a row of shield-shaped flame shields in front of Wang Fan's big hand, and other fire energy formed a fiery red sea in the air, covering Wang Fan.

The scorching flame made a "poof" sound. Dozens of meters-sized flame elves flew out of the sea of the fire. These flame elves were hotter than ordinary flames and were the essence of the flames. They flapped the blazing white flame wings. The flame elves rushed to Wang Fan's huge body one after another and immediately made a "sneer. The sound.

"Huh? The quintessential flame power has formed a flame elf, very good! However, Holy in Hell, this power can't even break my defense. Don't struggle to death. Wang Fan grabbed it with his big hand, and suddenly a colorful light suddenly exploded on his gray palm. A group of nameless energy broke several round flame shields in a row, and grabbed the big face of the hell saint in his hand.

Wang Fan shouted: "Space rules - the light of the cave, the saint of hell, your real body, come here!"

"Sneer". Wang Fan grabbed the big face evolved by the hell saint and pulled it violently. Behind the big face, a vortex formed by colorful brilliance was suddenly formed. With Wang Fan's pull back, a painful howl suddenly sounded in the whirlpool, so the next scene saw a fiery red figure in the dark black hole in the center of the whirlpool. It was pulled out of a piece of space.

The flame figure is very similar to the flame elf, but it has been hit hundreds of times. The huge face is full of pain and distortion. It seems to have received great sembult.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah - it hurts me too! You, you have actually understood the rules, and you have to ignite the divine fire to become a god. Who the hell are you? Who the hell is it?" The saint of hell was really struggling in Wang Fan's hands, but he couldn't struggle out. A layer of colorful brilliance tied him tightly, as strong as a prison.

Wang Fan snorted coldly: "Well, don't drink a toast, don't eat a penalty wine!" Hell, from today on, you are my slave to Wang Fan. You will do whatever I ask you to do.

The hell roared, and the body suddenly burst into a layer of blue flame. The flame was so fierce that it faintly had the prototype of the field. This is the field of flame. If time goes by, Hell will definitely understand the field. Unfortunately, he has no time now. In the face of the battle of trapped beasts in hell, Wang Fan just waved his hand lightly, and those powerful blue flames disappeared from this space and appeared tens of thousands of miles away in a blink of an eye. This effort made the hell more desperate.

Laughing, Wang Fan said, "Fire, don't struggle. Let me add my mark to you and be my slave in the future!"

With a big hand, hundreds of thousands of golden runes flew in the air, forming a huge "swast" word in an instant, which covered the head of hell with a bang. The fiery red body of Hell suddenly burst into a blue flame, as if resisting Wang Fan's rune invasion. But the resistance lasted for less than three seconds, and the golden word was deeply engraved on the forehead of the flame.

"From now on, you will be my slave, and I will know all your thoughts at the first time, so don't have the idea of betraying me, or you will die miserably." Wang Fan's threat.