Chapter 459: The Rules of the Blood River

The demon god on the throne was surprised: "He can survive like this, what the hell is he?"

This kind of vitality is not what Bufan's realm should have.

"Ah——" Bu Fan yelled, and the Hewu Void Python was entwined into a ball.

"Giant Python Blood River!" Blood seeped out from under the scales, and the golden python's body was immediately dyed bloody.

"Lock!" The tenacious python shrank into a ball, entangled the demon god's finger, and the light of the blood river began to corrode the black light of the demon qi, Bu Fan stared at the blood river heart seal in the interior scene, recalling the blood river in his memory.

"You should have more strength than that, right?" Bu Fan muttered, and the river of blood that turned into a python burned violently.

The blood flames were raging, and the demon god showed a surprised look again, it had been a long time since he had encountered such a thing that could surprise him continuously.

The blood flames were pervasive, and most of the border walls were burning, and the blood flames had no temperature, but they had a strange power that seemed to assimilate everything.

"Do you want to kill me with me?" shouted the Lancer.

Bu Fan can not care so much now, this is the first time that he has used the artistic conception of the Blood River with all his strength after condensing the Heart Seal of the Blood River, no, it should be called the Blood River Path Rule now.

Clear, rudimentary, substantial, heavenly, environmental, the highest state of artistic conception is the environment, after the transformation of the environment, the power of artistic conception will directly interfere with the nature of heaven and earth, so with the power of the Tianyuan that moves mountains and reclaims, and further, it is not to move mountains and reclaim the sea, but to change the heavens and the earth, so the power of the artistic conception of the word can no longer afford it, so the artistic conception after the transformation of the environment is called the Tao, which is the real power that can change the heavens and the earth.

The first layer of the Dao is called Wen Dao, and Bufan's blood river is now staying in this realm.

Bu Fan didn't know much about the power of the Wendao realm, and Ash Ze left a very dangerous evaluation on Bu Fan's jade slip, and the interior scene couldn't simulate the power of this level, so Bu Fan used it without knowing anything.

Only after the real display did I realize what a troublesome power this is!

If the artistic conception of the blood river of the "transformation realm" is just a sledgehammer that Bu Fan has not yet used to, then the blood river channel of this "Wen Dao" is an unsatisfactory golden hoop stick, and the current Bu Fan can't control it at all, although the light of the blood flame completely suppressed the demon god finger, it was almost out of control, and even the cocoon used by the dream to heal Bu Fan was also affected.

"Stop!" "Menghui shouted, "Your body hasn't been repaired yet, and if you use so much power, you will run out of oil!"

"You're going to burn me to death!" shouted the Han Qi Instrument Spirit, he had long wanted to throw Bu Fan out, but even if it was his strength, as long as he touched the blood flame, it would be instantly assimilated, and he could only cry out weakly.

"It's okay, let your body go and inform Master. ”

"Hold on a little longer, and you'll be fine soon!"

Bu Fan responded separately, even if Bu Fan had gained the upper hand, the Demon God Finger was still not honest, and the corrosive power of the Blood River had an effect on him

It's not obvious, the blood flame is very effective, but the struggle of the Demon God Finger made Bu Fan burn inside, obviously the internal organs were useless, but the attack of the Demon God Finger still made Bu Fan feel like he was injured internally.

"It's so difficult!" lamented the demon god.

"Damn!" Bu Fan insisted strongly: "Why hasn't Master arrived yet!?"

"Uncle Long seems to have set off. Menghui said.

"It's better to hurry!" Bu Fan said.

"Or you spit her out and let me seal it. Menghui said.

"This is a very dangerous thing, are you sure you can seal him?" Bu Fan said.

"If you bet on this, you can!" said Menghui, pulling out a silky relic from under her skirt.

"This is my father's legacy, and there is my father's power in it, and I can definitely seal this thing!" Bu Fan affirmed.

"Okay. Bu Fan agreed, and he couldn't hold back if he didn't agree.

Dream recycled the silk thread that fell back on Bufan's dragon's body, and the phantom of the Heavenly Silkworm appeared behind her again, the pale golden silk thread was woven in her palm, and a small golden wire net quickly took shape.

Bu Fan withdrew the power released little by little, and the walls covered by blood flames had been eroded into small pits.

The spirit of the Han Qi didn't care about the distress, and hurriedly mobilized his strength to take advantage of the moment when the blood flame was converging, and threw out the big cocoon wrapped in Bufan's dragon body.

"What are you doing!" Menghui was shocked.

Han Qi Qi Ling said angrily: "I'm about to be burned through by him!"

"It's okay, take it!" Bu Fan said, the blood river that turned into a giant python stretched out his body, and the demon god finger, which had been burned to only half of it, flew out of the giant python's mouth like a streamer of light, stabbing towards Menghui.

"Mu Hui ban!" Meng Hui shouted fearlessly, and the relics beside her flew up in front of her small body.

The Demon God's finger fell on the relic, the relict was not penetrated, the silk thread in Menghui's hand immediately flew out, and quickly beat the relict into a package, the Demon God's finger struggled in the relict package, Menghui stared at the black light revealed in the package, and more silk threads were densely wound up, making the package into a large cocoon, countless runes flowed, and the movement of the Demon God's finger became smaller and smaller, just when Menghui thought he was successful, on the throne, a ghostly light flashed on the fingertips of the Demon God.

The package popped open, and the demon god pointed at Yumehui's forehead.

Swift bumped into her the first time, but the dodge was useless.

"Go out too!" shouted the Hammer Spirit, throwing Dream Hui and Feibu out as well.

Losing two targets at once, the fingertips of the Demon God's fingers immediately pointed towards him, and the Hammer Weapon Spirit hurriedly burrowed back into the wall.

The Demon God Finger who fluttered in the air didn't bother much, and immediately turned around and attacked Bufan and them.

Bu Fan immediately stabilized his emotions and stuffed only the skeleton deity into the evolution dragon ball, now he is almost no different from a ghost, the demon god finger is still as fast as electricity, and the Hewu Void Python suddenly exploded, like a hurricane

The air explosion blew away Dream Hui and Feibu, and Bu Fan didn't even have time to move the Blood River, so he could only try his best to push them away.

The fingertips were really aimed at him, and Bu Fan could only hope that the current near-ghost state could help him immune to the trauma, and the result was ...... Bu Fan miscalculated again!

"Uh!" This is an unforgettable pain, can this finger still attack the soul directly?

A pair of black claws broke into Bu Fan's interior and grabbed Bu Fan's already very tough newborn true spirit.

Bu Fan remembered the demonizer under the black dome.

"Not good!"

Bu Fan forcibly carried up the blood river channel, and the blood river blocked the black claw.

The demon god sighed, and his claws tore open Bufan's interior.

"Damn!" Bu Fan's consciousness could no longer be maintained, and the Hewu Void Python Qi immediately dissipated as the core of the Earth Dragon Ball and fell out.

Just as the Dragon Ball was about to fall, a golden silk thread caught him, and with a flick of the silk thread, it was thrown onto Feibu.

"Take him and run!" shouted Menghui.

The next target pointed by the demon god was him, looking at the oncoming black light, dreaming back and telling himself: "It's okay, I'm just a doppelganger......"

Until she really faced this indescribable power, it was not a simple death, but a death mixed with fear, which was something that Dream Hui did not want to face.

Black seems to be the black that can engulf everything, and there is nothing on the other side of this black, and there is no silkworm that dreams of wanting to be simple.

"Don't ......" Menghui was scared and shouted in fear: "Help!"

The golden light crashed through the black that was about to fall on her.

"I finally know I'm scared!" Bu Fan's weak voice sounded in Menghui's ears.

It was Bu Fan's Dragon Ball that collided with the Demon God's finger.

"Huh?"

"What a tenacity!" the demon god on the throne couldn't help but sigh, "Do you want to protect her so much?"

"What's wrong with you......" Dream Hui looked terrified with tears in her eyes, because the Demon God Finger came again.

"It's okay, don't be so late next time, Master. Bu Fan said.

A large old hand grabbed the Demon God's Finger.

"I'm sorry, but it was for the teacher's negligence. Ao Changsheng said with a gloomy face.

"It's still here!" The demon god said helplessly: "It seems that there is no chance at all, forget it, I should have seen it anyway." ”

The old man's big hand exerted a little force, and the golden light flashed, and the demon god finger that made Bufan and them suffer so much disappeared into the light of the dragon's breath.

The demon god didn't feel anything about it, it was just a limb simulated by a drop of his essence blood, and even if it was destroyed, it would not matter to him.

Ao Changsheng looked at the direction of the loophole with a solemn face, and the demon god did not make another move.

"If the big thing is not done, it is better not to startle the snake again. The demon god muttered, closing his red eyes.

(End of chapter)

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