Chapter 83 Blood Wash Linjiabao 3

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The two prison dragons were high and fierce, with horrible red sun flames. The dragon's mouth suddenly opened and rushed fiercely to the head of the Lin family more than ten feet away.

Lin Haoran was really surprised. He hasn't seen him for several years. The enemy has been a foundation-building monk like himself, and the two brothers have successfully built a foundation, which is really incredible. At this moment, the other party also learned such a powerful skill, and his heart suddenly panicked.

In a hurry, he raised the green snake whip to protect his body. The long green snake twisted the thick body of the bucket and hit the two prison dragons.

The two manas collided with each other, stirring up bursts of dust, and even the ground couldn't help tumbling and swinging waves.

"Peng! Peng!" In the dull roar, dust and fallen leaves flew out and fell far away. The red sun flame exploded, making the surroundings wolf, and the splashed flames melted a large piece of the stone wall.

Lin Haoran was very embarrassed, his hair was curly, his face was dark, there were blood marks on the corners of his mouth, and the green snake whip in his hand hung weakly.

Yang Fan sacrificed the double knives and concentrated the flame into it. The two knives showed a red color, and the flame on the knife rose like magma under the ground. Gradually, the red refining double knives turned into a golden color, dazzling and daring to look at.

"Go!" The red refining double knives moved in response and rotated quickly in the air. The red flame knife was about ten feet long and could not help swallowing the rising heat wave. Looking from afar, the air scenery everywhere was obviously a little distorted.

Lin Haoran had suffered a big loss before, but at this time, how dare he neglect it? He hurriedly patted a defensive rune on his body, put Zhenyuan into the green snake whip crazily, and his right hand shook and suddenly sacrificed it.

The green snake whip in the air instantly rose under the blessing of the other party's Zhenyuan, showing the extraordinary spiritual weapon. And the green snake shook its body wildly and faced the other party's knife light.

"Wo..." A sharp friction sounded.

The green snake that has just risen has become smaller in the naked eye, and the knife light of the red double knife is also weakening. The green snake twisted its body, shook its tail, bit its teeth and other moves one by one, but it couldn't help the other party.

Lin Haoran looked at this scene coldly and groaned coldly, "Kid, if you only have this ability, then wait for death today!"

"Edict!"

He changed the magic formula in his hand, and the green snake in the air also changed its shape, opening its mouth and spitting out a green venom. The venom sprayed on the red refining double knife light, and was splashed everywhere by the high-speed rotating double knife. Once it falls on the ground but on the building, it makes a "chirping" melting sound. With just one drop of venom, a basin-sized pit can be dissolved, which is very powerful!

But Lin Haoran calculated a lot and missed one point, that is, the body of the red refining double knife is the front teeth and claws of the red refining centipede. As long as the red refining centipede spews out poison, it will definitely pass through this pair of claws. Red refining poison is no worse than green snake poison. How can the long-tested red refining knife be afraid of poison?

Yang Fan raised the corners of his mouth, condensed the magic formula in his hand, and immediately divided his hands into two, and attacked the mouth of the green snake spitting venom.

"Oh!" Under the invasion of the red refining knife, the green dragon made a loud howl and twisted itself crazily.

Yang Fan saw the opportunity, and his tongue was full of spring thunder, and he roared, "Break!"

The red refining double knives suddenly released the red sun flame and poured into the snake's abdomen.

The green snake suddenly lit up all over its body and burned it.

Lin Haoran took a few steps back, and his face turned a little pale.

"Qin Fan, you really have two things to do."

Lin Haoran said coldly, "Since you want to destroy Lin Jiabao, I will end up with you!"

The skills he practiced were very ordinary. When he built the foundation, he did not get a powerful formula. After seeing the power of the other party, he could only die and survive. He swallowed a black elixir quickly, and his whole body turned red in an instant. Blood couldn't help flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and the blood all over his body was a little scary.

But Yang Fan looked at this scene coldly and said coldly, "Lin Haoran, if you want to fight the beast, then I will meet you!"

Lin Haoran's blood surged more and more. When his whole body was covered with blood, he roared, and the blood on his body turned into thorns, covering his body like fish scales, and his figure gradually became taller. Two pairs of meat horns were born on his forehead, and he said strangely, "Qin boy, this old man How about the magic elixir? I have never wanted to use it for more than 100 years. Today, either you die or I die! Look at the trick!"

The surrounding wind was strong, and suddenly the air was filled with a strong bloody atmosphere.

Lin Haoran cut the palms of his hands and condensed two red blood mist. In an instant, the two bright red blood mist condensed from Lin Haoran's palms, and then grew into a terrible blood fog more than ten feet high, and fiercely rushed to Yang Fan.

The blood fog covered the sky and was extraordinary. Yang Fan frowned and dodged to avoid it, but what he did not expect was that the two blood fogs followed like shadows. As they passed the trees, the green vegetation withered at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into red blood and flowed on the ground.

Yang Fan frowned, took a picture of the wind formula on his body, and accelerated his speed.

"Haha... It's useless. This is the blood of the demon world. As long as you are still alive, it will chase you forever until death!" Lin Haoran laughed wildly.

Yang Fan glanced at him and roared, "Noise!"

When dodging, he took time to shake his hand and shoot a flaming dragon bullet, which hit the opponent's scales with a "bang".

Lin Haoran was wrapped in armor and was shot out for several feet by the Yanlong bullet. Some of the scales on his body were scorched black, and some were beaten.

"Can this only be done? Hey...drink!!!"

Blood overflowed from his body, covered the wound on his body again, and a blood mist rummaged. After counting the breath, the injured flesh and blood were intact again, as if nothing had happened.

Yang Fan's heart suddenly thought that there was some trouble. I don't know what elixir he took, but he can be so powerful. Isn't it immortal to be reborn?

While hesitating, the blood mist caught up and corroded into the skin of the face and body. Suddenly, the red armor on his body emitted a bright light and wanted to shake out the blood fog on his body, but soon the light of this top-quality magic weapon was dim and silent forever.

Yang Fan pulled off the pierced armor and the human skin mask on his face. His body was already red. The blood fog kept drilling into the depths of his skin, and the severe pain came, making the muscles on his face tremble.

"Haha... Qin Fan, you also have today!" Lin Haoran shouted franically, "Have you seen it? The ancestors have avenged you!"

Is that right? You seem to have forgotten me!" The demon suddenly appeared behind him and punched him on the shoulder.

"Peng!" Lin Haoran screamed, and his whole arm was completely broken. Even the muscles were for meat mud, and the broken arm fell to the ground.

"Ah!!" Lin Haoran shouted in pain and retreated to the corner and shouted, "Who are you? How can you break the devil's body!"

The demon cloaked in a black robe and slowly pushed towards him, with a steady pace, like a messenger from hell.

Lin Haoran saw the green light under the other party's black robe, and his heart was stunned and roared, "What kind of monster are you!"

The special empty sound of the demon came out: "Do you want to know? Look at your left and you will understand.

Lin Haoran endured the severe pain and turned around. He wanted to know the answer, because the magic body was very hard and could not be broken with a spiritual weapon. How could he let the monk break his arm with one punch?

Suddenly, he saw an unforgettable scene.

Lin Haoran raised his only hand, looked at Yang Fan, who planted the human skin mask, and said tremblingly, "You, you, who are you!"

Yang Fan looked at him coldly and said calmly, "Don't you want to know what kind of monster he is? Let me tell you that I am him."

Lin Haoran said in horror, "What do you mean?"

"He is me." The demon replied.

"No, what does this mean! What do you mean!" Lin Haoran shouted wildly, "I know, you are Qin Fan!" It's impossible, impossible! How can you be fine? How can the corruption of magic blood be broken!"

Yang Fan snorted coldly. How can the poison of magic blood be taken seriously? Under the bridge with the demon spirit, there is no need to be afraid of any poison. The poison can only become the true element of the demon's body and enhance the toughness of its body.

The demon spirit stepped forward with his left foot, turned his right palm into a knife, and inserted it straight into Lin Haoran's chest, sucking wildly.

Lin Haoran's mouth overflowed with blood, looked down at the arm at his chest, and then looked up at the demon. I found that my magic blood was getting less and less, and the true elements in my body were gradually lost. He grabbed the demon's arm with the rest of his hand and said powerlessly, "You, not, man..."

The demon is madly attracting the poisonous blood of the other party to nourish the body. Hearing the words, "You guessed right."

Yang Fan looked at this scene and did not say anything to let the demon absorb the magic blood at full speed.

After the demon was full of magic blood, he only felt that the armor on his body became more solid and his mana was much stronger.

Lin Haoran was unwilling to die like this, condensed the remaining skills, gathered the yuan god, and wanted to escape.

Yang Fan's eyes condensed and flew out quickly. The golden light flashed in his hand and firmly grasped the other party's yuan god in his hand. A ferocious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth and said, "Lin Haoran, you are so bold that you dare to play the yuan god's escape trick in front of me. Don't know that what I hate most is the yuan god to take away?"

Lin Haoran shouted in horror, "Qin Fan, don't, let me go. I have a lot of elixirs that I can give you. They are all yours."

"Actually, I lied to you, my surname is Qin, my surname is Yang, Yang Fan! Don't get it wrong!" Yang Fan stared, showing a grim look, condensed the red sun flame in his palm, and slowly put the yuan god on the flame to refine his soul.

The ghost fire of the demon spirit can refine the soul, refine the yuan god and the ghost into ghost elixir, and enhance the cultivation of ghosts or fierce ghosts. Yang Fan's red flame is completely opposite. The fierce ghost and the ghost are refining their souls under the yang fire, which will make the soul fly away, and the pain is more than a thousand times that of his life.

Lin Haoran's yuan god was tempered by the deliberately slowed down red yang flame, making an extremely miserable howling sound, like a ghost tortured in hell. This sharp howling sound made the whole inner and outer halls of Linjiabao clearly heard. Everyone covered their ears tightly and squatted on the ground, with their heads like needles.

Yang Fan was not moved at all, which shows how much he hated him. Lin Haoran's yuan god was refined into a cup of tea before it dissipated invisible, which also made his mood wide, as if the haze in his chest had dissipated a lot.

"Come out, don't hide." Yang Fan said to the two women in the corner.

Zhang Chuchu's face was pale and he supported Qin Linger crookedly. Obviously, the sound of soul refining just now did not hurt him clearly, but it will be fine in a while.

Qin Linger is also not very uncomfortable, but her heart is full of sweetness and looks at each other shyly.

Yang Fan naturally picked up Qin Linger and said to Zhang Chuchu, "This matter is over. Let's go."

After saying that, the demon spirit found two storage bags from the dead Lin Haoran's body, one was Qin Linger's and the other was Lin Haoran's.

The three jumped on the purple leaf green bamboo, and Zhang Chuchu left the place together.

After they left, Lin Jinyu and Lin Jinfeng came out. They looked at each other and ran to the side of the bodies. After a while, Lin Jinyu shouted, "I found it!"

Lin Jinfeng was overjoyed and ran over to see that it was him. With tears in his eyes, he shouted, "Wood, do you see it? Lin Jincai, this dog/mother is dead! He is dead!"

Lin Jinyu patted him and comforted him, "Okay, don't be too sad. Let's take some valuable things from the inner hall and take our families out of here. He glanced at the grass and trees here, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to stay in this damn place for a moment!"

Lin Jinfeng wiped away his tears, nodded firmly, and the two walked to the room in the inner hall.

Ten years later, Linjiabao, which used to be bustling and lively, became very dilapidated, and there were few families living there, and it was slowly abandoned. However, it is often said by the old people that at night, the horrible and sad shouts will echo in the castle for a long time.