When the Silver Tooth and Night God attacks were about to arrive, when Ye Xingyi was desperate and still gritted his teeth and persisted, Ye Xingyuan's surprised voice suddenly came from behind him.

Ye Xingyi's heart welled up with a huge surprise, although she didn't know what Fang Nan's spell was for, but she instinctively felt that this was the only life.

At this time, not only Ye Xingyi's heart shook, but the Silver Fang and Night God and others who attacked were also shocked.

They didn't know what Ye Xingyuan said about success, because the Truth Sect didn't tell them the details, but just by looking at Ye Xingyuan's excited appearance, they knew that it would definitely be bad for them.

After being stunned by Ye Xingyi's words, the two of them burst out with stronger strength to kill Ye Xingyi and Ye Xingyuan.

Among them, the goal of the night god shifted from Ye Xingyi to Ye Xingyuan.

She instinctively felt that Ye Xingyuan's threat was greater.

The Pope of Truth, who had always been shrouded in the power of divine thoughts, only felt that his whole body was in the cold ice of ten thousand years, and it was cold to the bone marrow when he heard Ye Xingyuan's words.

The last time he fought with Fang Nan, the Heavenly Wolf armor was almost broken, and now if he does it again, he can really explain it.

Thinking of this, the Truth Sect gave up the divine thoughts that were suppressed on Ye Xingyi, concentrated all his strength, and blasted towards Ye Xingyuan.

He had to hurry up and snatch the gourd and cast a spell to imprison any accidents that might arise.

The demonic power on Ye Xingyuan's body is limited, even if it is a limit explosion, the strength is only five or six thousand catties, which is naturally terrifying for ordinary people.

However, the cultivation of the Pope of Truth far surpassed him, and according to Fang Nan's rough estimate, the cultivation of the Pope of Truth was at least at the level of tens of thousands of crystals.

And Ye Xingyuan's demonic power, converted into spirit crystals, is only a hundred crystals at most.

The difference between the two is a hundred times!

However, the Pope of Truth is not pure, and its power is limited.

When Fang Nan's mana reached two thousand crystals, his divine thoughts could form a confinement force of fifty or sixty thousand catties.

And although the Truth Pope has 10,000 crystals of cultivation, the power of imprisonment that erupts from the divine mind is only 20,000 or 30,000 catties.

This is also the reason why he failed to restrain Ye Xingyi with his divine thoughts.

However, this force acted on Ye Xingyuan, and it was already terrifying.

Ye Xingyuan, who was holding the gourd, was pressed by the power of divine thoughts, and his bones were in great pain.

If it weren't for the long-term transformation of the demonic power, he might have been directly crushed into a lump of meat sauce.

However, even if he was not directly pressed into meat sauce, if this situation continued, it would only be a matter of time before Ye Xingyuan was directly squeezed to death by the power of divine thought.

"Damn, why are you holding so tightly?"

The Truth Sect, who used all the power of divine thoughts, found that Ye Xingyuan was still holding on to the gourd when he was squeezed and almost fainted, and his arms began to twist.

"Night, cut off his head!"

At this time, the phantom transformed by the night god had already arrived at Ye Xingyuan's side, and the simple wooden dagger made from local materials in his hand, glowing with black demon power, slashed at Ye Xingyuan's neck.

Rumble~~

A deafening loud bang came from the demon refining gourd.

The gourd plug at the mouth of the gourd turned into a yellow light and flew out.

"Roar!"

A beam of red-golden flames erupted from the mouth of the gourd, turning into a dragon flame that enveloped Ye Xingyuan in it.

Boom!

The night god, who was using a wooden dagger to cut off Ye Xingyuan's head, was blasted upside down by the Red Gold Dragon Flame, hitting the wall like a cannonball.

"Hmm...... Hum! ”

The Truth Sect, who was approaching in the distance, suddenly felt a pain in his head, and let out a muffled snort from his mouth, obviously his divine thoughts were also injured by the dragon flame.

Call! Call!

Red gold flames continued to erupt from the mouth of the gourd, and all the Shinrikyo disciples were forced to retreat continuously, including the Seventh Apostle Silver Fang, who was preparing to fight Ye Xingyi.

Chi Yan was close, Ye Xingyi was also shocked, and instinctively wanted to dodge, after all, there was a lesson from the night god, this was definitely not an ordinary flame.

It's just that Ye Xingyi's body is too weak, and her younger brother is wrapped in flames, and she also wants to save it, so she can't react at all, and she is completely wrapped in Chiyan.

But what made Ye Xingyi strange was that these red flames seemed to be illusory, and they did not cause any harm to her.

Just when Ye Xingyi was puzzled, Fang Nan, who was holding a sword in one hand and Ye Xingyuan in the other, slowly walked from the red flames to her.

"Take care of your brother, I'll do the rest!"

Fang Nan said in a flat tone.

"Good!"

Ye Xingyi didn't ask any questions, and simply took Ye Xingyuan in Fang Nan's hand neatly.

"You! Not bad! ”

Ye Xingyi agreed neatly, so much so that Fang Nan glanced at her more and praised her.

Sensing the weakness of Ye Xingyi's body, Fang Nan condensed a healing technique with his left hand and gently patted Ye Xingyi's shoulder.

With a flash of green light, Ye Xingyi only felt that his originally exhausted body suddenly surged out of a surge of strength, and his spirit recovered a little.

Fang Nan finished performing the healing technique and slowly walked in front of Ye Xingyi.

At this time, Chi Yan began to disappear rapidly, as if his power had burned out.

The red flame disappeared, and the figures of Fang Nan and the three of them were naturally exposed in front of the truth-cultists.

Ye Xingyi hugged Ye Xingyuan and walked to the position against the wall, Ye Xingyi looked around, if there was any trouble, she would take Ye Xingyuan away.

Ye Xingyuan, who had also been treated by Fang Nan, had also recovered most of his spirit, broke free from Ye Xingyi's embrace, and looked at Fang Nan's back with admiration.

Pedal!

Seeing Fang Nan's figure in front of him, Silver Fang, who knew Fang Nan's strength, couldn't help but retreat again and again, he was really a little frightened.

Two months ago, the scene of being beaten away by Fang Nan is still vivid.

Silver Fang knew Fang Nan's strength, but others didn't know.

It was also at this time that the second apostle's dragon scales appeared at the mouth of the passage.

The dragon scale is a slender man, like a crane, and his eyes are like stars.

Dressed in fine silver scales, the silver armor was worn on him like a perfect work of art.

As soon as he stepped into the battle space, he saw the night god who had fallen by the wall, not knowing his life or death.

"Night, how are you?"

Although most of the apostles have little affection with each other, there are some good ones, such as dragon scales and the night god.

Dragonscale has always been interested in the god of the night, although the Pope forbids marriage, but does not prohibit others, so the dragon scale has been pursuing the god of the night, and this relationship has lasted for hundreds of years.

You can imagine how deep this feeling is, and you can also imagine the anger of the dragon scales when the person in mind is beaten like this.

"Bastard thing! Who is so bold! ”

The dragon scales roared angrily and turned to face Fang Nan.

In fact, his words are almost like nonsense, there are only so many people here.

For Silver Fang, dragon scales know the roots.

And the other werewolf cultists don't have the ability to hurt the night god like this.

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