The First Thousand Three Hundred and Forty-Four Chapters Frame Hell

Bei Jiang's face showed panic, but soon he calmed down again.

The reason why he was flustered was that he never thought that Mo Fan would actually see through his dark chaos. After so many years of his killer career, even those with a higher cultivation base than him did not understand all the mysteries of the order when they died. How can a light guy see through? ?

This is undoubtedly a shame to Beibei Jiang. If the world knows that his darkness is a fusion of Chaos, then it will be difficult for him to kill unscrupulously in the future!

The question is, how did this kid see through it, is it a coincidence? ?

Huojingzhu floated over and was seen through the sequence, which did not mean that Bei Jiang couldn't dodge. He immediately reacted after a moment of shame, panic, and inconceivable. The serrated blood blade was also put away.

"It seems that I can't let you leave here alive!" Bei Jiang said coldly.

"Do you really think you still have a chance?" Mo Fan laughed, this time his smile was extremely bright, with a bit of wildness!

After saying this, Mo Fan's other hand suddenly opened, and the silver light radiated sharply!

The diamond-shaped space suddenly opened, and the long-squeezed area was completely released. The small fire crystal candle was even more like a dyke bursting, and a huge flame energy exploded in all directions at once.

The hot and surging flames devoured the entire long road in an instant, and the destruction of the sky and the earth caused the complexion of Bei Jiang standing there to change drastically!

"How...how is it possible..." Bei Jiang watched the flames rush towards him like the body of a giant dragon, the deceit and self-confidence on his face disappeared, and the fire completely illuminated his astonishment that he didn't want to believe that all this was real. face!

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"

The Huojingzhu showed a terrifying prairie prairie, engulfing everything. The explosive power caused a huge pit of more than 500 meters to appear in such an open land on the outskirts of the city! !

The high temperature also ravaged Mo Fan's location, blowing off the tattered clothes on his body, and blowing all his hair, a trace of imperceptible warmth attached to his body, as if covered with A fiery shirt, bright red like blood!

All the demon shadows disappeared in an instant, and in the raging fire tongue forest, Mo Fan took a step forward, facing the hot flames and walked towards Bei Jiang who was beyond recognition.

Indeed, in the mastery of darkness,

Mo Fan is far inferior to the man in front of him, but in terms of elemental destruction, to deal with such a mage who put all his energy on the dark and deceitful, he only needs a magic, as long as he can hit him!

Bei Jiang would never have thought that Mo Fan could see through his order, and he would never have thought that Mo Fan's humble fire crystal candle could burst out with such terrifying power. His defense was simply vulnerable to such a compression bomb. !

The entire wilderness turned into scorched earth, and Mo Fan was the devil of destruction. He came to Bei Jiang, his dark brown eyes looking down at Bei Jiang, who was dying on the ground.

Bei Jiang's skin has completely turned into coke, and the whole person is not much different from a mummified corpse. He twisted his body with all his strength, trying to escape from Mo Fan, the fiery devil's area, and to escape into his black magic pool. However, he kept moving backwards, but only moved out ten or twenty meters, and the entire area burning with the flames of the compression bombs almost reached one kilometer!

"You...you can't save anyone...Leng Qing is dead, Leng Qing is dead, that fat boy... dead, now Leng Qing is dead, you are a waste, hahahaha!!" Bei Jiang While crawling back, while screaming frantically.

"Indeed, I can't save anyone. There are too many things like you in this world that are maddened and inferior to pigs and dogs. The Forbidden Magic Mage has no skills, let alone me..." Mo Fan stepped on the killer. On the face of the famous Bei Jiang in the palace, he used all his strength to step on it, as if to return all the pain that Leng Qing had suffered to this sick killer. Remember to me, as long as I, Mo Fan, is still alive, I will definitely send you to hell one by one!"

"Those who have been mutilated by you, who have been deprived of your dignity, and who have been tortured and perished by you will wait for you in the furnace of hell. They can't wait, and they can't wait to rip you and gnaw you thousands of times! "

"In hell, the soul is immortal. After you are torn by them, it will not take long for you to come back to life, but the pain and fear are really imprinted on your soul, and then they will pounce on you again, While questioning you, why do you want to kill them, while cutting you off piece by piece!"

When a person is on the verge of death, when he is mentally fragile, the idea that he is instilled insanely by others will definitely be presented in several pictures after his death like a real nightmare. If these words of Mo Fan are in Bei Jiang's sober It was said at the time that Bei Jiang would only laugh out loud, but now Bei Jiang is lingering, the one whose life and dignity are dominated, and the words that are three-pointed in the wood almost frame the long years after his death...

Big deal death?

This is the philosophy of those who do evil things!

Ridiculous, death is always just the beginning, waiting for these wicked people will be a melting pot hell filled with the ghasts of the victims, eternal, desperate and painful!

Mo Fan doesn't know if this punishment hell really exists, but he has created such a soul hell for him in the last time of Bei Jiang's life. In the hell of thinking, a good atonement! !

"boom!"

Mo Fan stepped down with a heavy foot, and Bei Jiang's dried head was torn apart, and the eyes filled with fear flew to both sides, and were quickly swallowed by the flames.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Fan opened his palm and stared at the black flower.

All the petals withered, and he still couldn't save Leng Qing. All these fears, wreckage, and bruises all seemed to be in vain, but... I made this world a crazy beast.

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The blazing prairie has not dissipated for a long time, and the abandoned road has been completely erased from this wilderness.

Several luxury cars were parked crookedly at the entrance of the highway. They were so shocked by the sea of ​​fire in front of them that they forgot to escape.

Amidst the anxiety, a figure surrounded by the spirit of fire slowly walked out from the inside. He was wearily dragging a charred corpse with scars all over his body, but his dark brown eyes still shone with a terrifying light. , extremely dangerous, extremely scary!

"Give me a ride and I'll go back to the city."

Just when these people didn't react at all, the man tempered by lava jumped into the passenger seat of a red-haired woman.

The red-haired woman was stunned for a long time, and then she shuddered and lit the fire.

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On the colorful seats by the swimming pool, a beautiful woman in a bathrobe was lying on it, her bright pale golden eyes staring at the gray sky in Guangzhou.

"Hmph, this is the unprecedented master of the Assassin's Palace, I am really impressed!" The purple-eyed boy walked down and threw the pieces of Bei Jiang's skull that his subordinates picked up in front of the woman.

"Dead??" The woman Jin Tong said in surprise, "It seems that there is a reason why Sarang fell down on this kid."

"Fortunately, Leng Qing is also dead, otherwise it will ruin my affairs!" said the purple-eyed boy.

"That's fine. If it wasn't for the fact that it is extremely difficult for people from the Black Holy See in China to act, we wouldn't let the people from the Killer Hall help us deal with it," said Lady Jin Tong.

"Sir, if you leave this matter to me, Leng Qing was already a dead person before she arrived in Guangzhou. After all, Bei Jiang is too young and too proud..." At this time, a burly man with his upper body stretched out. said.

The man's complexion is rather odd and seems to change with the different spotlights on the pool.

"Our people don't act lightly here. I don't want the plan to be implemented, and there are few people under my hands that can be used." Leng Jue said.

After Sarang committed the catastrophe of the ancient capital, China has become the most difficult area for the Black Holy See to infiltrate. Those high-level officials with formal identities who want to go to this country are at most like tourists, and they will never dare to be here. If you commit a crime, you will be wiped out in minutes by the bloody trials and revenge mages.

"My lord, can I just use it?" The burly man pointed to his nose, looking a bit simple and honest like a bear.

"Yes, it can be used."

"Hehehe, what about me, Lord Lengjue?" The beautiful woman laughed and pointed at herself.

"What do you want to ask?" The purple-eyed boy put his hand in the woman's robe and asked with raised eyebrows.

"Did you say?"

"It won my heart."

"Is that just the way it is?" The golden-eyed woman slowly leaned forward and placed her slippery tongue on the palm of the purple-eyed boy's palm.

The purple-eyed boy pounced on it directly, and there was nothing in the torn bathrobe, but the soft sea of ​​flesh roamed happily.

Suddenly, the purple-eyed boy turned his head, stared at the burly man and said, "Would you like to help me hold down this snake woman?"

"No, no, Lord Leng Jue alone is enough to surrender." The burly man said.

"Then don't get out!" The purple-eyed boy scolded.

"Yes, yes!" The burly man hurriedly ran away.

"You have to have some brains, not only can you use it!" The purple-eyed boy said to his back.

Under the boy, the extremely plump woman twisted her body, looking like she was being ravaged. While teasing the purple-eyed boy, she let out a sweet nose while asking some distractions in her mouth. The words: "My Lord Leng Jue, are you still unwilling to tell me what you and Sarang stole from the Temple of Freedom?"

"You don't need to know, bitch!"

"Ah... I like you to call me a slave like that."

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