Chapter 1711 Confessing Inheritance

But what answered him was Ming Fanzi's ferocious offensive. From the beginning to the present, Ming Fanzi didn't say a word, he only knew how to attack. It seemed that all his goals were to kill the Yin Demon.

As for Ming Fanzi's crazy attack, the Yin Demon could only resist. If he was injured by Ming Fanzi again, Di Ping, who was staring at him, would be able to completely suppress him.

Di Ping also did not stop. As his soul slowly recovered from weakness, he was able to differentiate into more golden snakes, devouring the energy in the void crazily. The sea of ​​​​spirits began to become active after receiving a large amount of energy injection. The huge waves rolled up and turned into sea beasts, opening their mouths and rushing towards the soul energy in the void, swallowing a few and falling into the sea.

The swallowing speed of the sea beast is not slower than that of the golden snake. As the soul energy is swallowed, the spiritual sea grows more rapidly, and the entire sea is boiling, as if a tsunami has occurred, rolling up huge waves, robbing the soul energy!

"Stop the ants....Ming Fanzi...stop! Let's truce..."

The Yin Demon finally panicked. He was swallowed up by Di Ping along with a large amount of energy. His soul became weaker and weaker and could not be replenished. Roaring, but no one pays any attention to him regardless of Ming Fanzi or Di Ping.

"Ah...you forced me!"

The Yin Demon roared angrily, the fear of death filled his heart, and the desire for life drove him completely crazy. After fighting recklessly, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of him. Exactly the same.

As soon as the shadow came out, two shadows, one to the left and one to the right, rushed towards Ming Fanzi. Ming Fanzi's expression was as calm as before, and with a wave of his hand, a six-pillar Buddha light roulette poured out and rolled towards the shadow.

boom!

The two black shadows flashed around the roulette and rushed towards Ming Fanzi. A pair of sharp black claws grabbed at Ming Fanzi. Ming Fan's hand suddenly changed. Admiralty defense.

Li Pu swiped across the golden bell, and suddenly sparks appeared. It turned out to be like a real entity, making a sharp and sour sound. There were several deep cracks on the golden bell. The golden bell swayed for a while, and it was a little unstable signs.

At this moment, another black figure wielded a huge pitch-black sickle and chopped it down at Ming Fanzi at some point. The sickles were densely packed with pale faces, and they were opening their hideous sharp mouths as if they were going to devour people. The sound of roars of miserable roars came from the scythe, and the hearts of those who heard it were chilled, like the terrifying power of the scythe of the death god, and even the void was cracking.

when! With a loud bang, the golden bell shattered after only one second under the scythe of the god of death. Ming Fanzi only came and pushed out his palm and was instantly slashed by the scythe.

"not good!"

Di Ping, who was watching the battle, suddenly had a bad look on his face and shouted badly. Sure enough, the black shadow slashed the bright world with one sword, and the two black shadows instantly merged into one, and then suddenly disappeared.

Di Ping didn't want to teleport to activate it, and his body appeared on the other side. When he saw the black shadows merge into one, the purple pupils were looking at him, and that look was as cold as the ice under the ice layer of ten thousand years. Thorough soul.

Sure enough, just after he disappeared, a pitch-black scythe of death had already slashed over where he was just now. The Yin Demon didn't seem to expect Di Ping to escape his teleport strike, but the next moment his body disappeared again.

Di Pingna dared to stay in place, launched teleport again, and launched the storm again. The entire space was instantly filled with tornadoes, and thunder and lightning fell in the sky, in order to stop the actions of the Yin Demon.

boom! The Yin Demon reappeared at Di Ping's previous position. At this time, several tornadoes and thunderbolts fell, and he suddenly slashed the tornadoes and thunderbolts with a knife.

Di Ping felt a pain in his soul, and the phantom tornado and thunder and lightning soul energy were swallowed up by the black sickle, and the thousands of ferocious teeth were biting at his soul, making a terrifying crunching sound.