The Demonic Magic Emperor

Emperor Qingyan, who was competing against each other

The corners of his mouth curved into a strange arch, Zhuo Fan had no idea what he was doing.

Yan Fu was startled, as if he understood Master's plan and wanted to persuade him, but he was waved by the poisonous hand medicine king and stopped.

“Eternal old man, what does he do?” Huang Pu Qingyun frowned, as if feeling that something was wrong, her fists tightened.

Lin Zitian wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead and prayed in his heart.

Old man, you're evil for life, don't twist this knot, and pretend to be tall. Laozi's luck can connect with you.

Slowly turning his head and looking at the people in the VIP seats on the east side. Zhuo Fan looked at everything and then looked at the poisonous dope king: "Old man, I have your heart, but you don't have to do it. You still have to practice first. . "

His eyelids trembled involuntarily, and the Poison Hand Potion King looked at Zhuo Fan in surprise.

Zhuo Fan said this deeply. He did not mean that the two would make alchemy together and compete separately, but he specifically proposed that he first refine it. In this way, didn't he have a flame that was stronger than this bone spirit?

Therefore, he was afraid that the fire would affect the spirit of his bones.

Thinking of this, the poison hand medicine king was shocked. But how could he not believe that how could there be a spirit stronger than the world?

"Hehehe .. You young man, don't brag. With your age and identity, prepare at most a fourth level beast fire. Could it really be like an old man and have spirit flames?"

The Hand Poison King asked Zhuofan hesitated, but Zhuofan still laughed.

This made him even more surprised, and even whispered with the others. Could it be that Master Song, who was extremely versatile, prepared heaven and earth like the King of the Poisonous Potions Hands?

In this way, the battle for Dan's king is more interesting.

The two great alchemy masters, the two types of heaven fire and earth spirit, the dragon fighting tiger, were truly engrossing.

For a moment, everyone stared at Zhuofan closely, waiting for his answer. Especially Chu Qingcheng and the two Peony and Blue and White landlords were extremely nervous.

On the alchemy technique, Zhuo Fan was clearly above Yan Song. If there was another world like him, even if there was a lack of cultivation, he could make up for it.

Only Xie Tianyang silenced his mouth in disdain and looked at the others with a smile: "Don't believe his nonsense, this kid should pretend again. He was actually playing a psychological war against the old man. . "

Hearing this, Long Jiu and the others looked at each other and nodded slightly.

This child has a deep mind, and everything is not exposed, it is indeed possible to come up with this strategy. The reason was to disturb Yan Songs state of mind.

Thinking so, there were many people on the field. Especially Yan Song himself, after eating so much to lose Zhuo Fan, naturally also had a lot of thoughts.

After thinking about it carefully, I laughed out loud, "Son, I treat you sincerely. I never thought you would treat that old man with the heart of a criminal. With this little trick, the old man would no longer be fooled."

“How did I trick you?” Zhuo Fan raised his brows lightly.

"Huh, you have absolutely no spirit of heaven and earth, maybe even a wild beast fire, but you are here to pose and want to disturb the old man's mind. This little trick, you have used it in the first two rounds, how can you lie to me again? "

Unable to hold back a smile and shake his head, Zhuo Fan sighed helplessly: "The king of poison hand medicine, you are too small to see me, I rushed over to the big tail wolf, "The king of poison hand medicine, you are too small to see me, lying to you that there are fire spirits of heaven and earth, can interfere with your distraction? The trick, in your eyes, is just this heavy? "

Unknowingly, the Hand Poison King Medicinal thought about it, but it was true.

Although Zhuo Fan sneezed and farted before, they were all small tricks, but they all pinched seven inches and moved. Each time, he was forced to the tipping point of his mind collapse. If his mind is not perfect, I'm afraid he can't make alchemy.

Compared to the previous two times, although Zhuo Fan's words made him somewhat suspicious, he definitely could not reach the point of interfering with his thoughts.

Thinking so, the King of Poisonous Hand Medicines would be increasingly incomprehensible.

In his eyes, Zhuo Fan instantly became a mysterious figure, and each movement seemed to have another mystery. Such an unexpected opponent, he had never met in this life.

His mother, unwilling, and struggling with this child, he was really looking for suffering.

The Hand Poison Potion King thought for a long time, unable to think of the result, inevitably gritting his teeth, looked at Zhuo Fan and shouted: "Well, what kind of flame are you preparing, what kind of flame are you preparing, and the flame with generosity. The old man just wants to talk to you Why should you be afraid of tails in fair competition? "

"I just want fair competition, so I don't light a fire, and let you fix it first." Zhuo Fan glanced at him lightly and sneered: "If I light a fire, I'm afraid that you have no intention of practicing alchemy. If so We are competing on the same stage, there is no comparison, you have lost. "

Everyone was even more surprised to say this.

Zhuo Fan's sentence was wilder than the Poison Hand Medicine King's previous words. Everyone doesn't believe this is true.

Once the fire shot, even the first alchemy master Tianyu and the poison hand medicine king no longer needed alchemy, they would bow and say no.

Even if the poison medicine king hand that held the bone spirit was truly inflammatory, there was no great tone.

Brother, you look good, he holds the king in a flame, the world is very hot. Even if you really have the spirit of Heaven and Earth, you are just as good.

Even if yours is stronger, it cannot be stronger than Yan Song.

Is your flame even more perverted, can you stabilize the World Fire like the World Fire?

"Huh, this kid is really pretending to be bragging and not conceptualizing. But this is too pretend, and at first it doesn't look like it." Xie Tianyang could not help but mock.

The King of Poisonous Hand Pills could not help but laugh: "Hahaha ... Son, you three-year-old boy, how can there be such a domineering flame in the world. If you can really get it out, the old man will give you three hard heads too ... "

Call!

However, before he finished, a blue flame suddenly appeared on Zhuo Fan's raised finger. It was like a dim candlelight, calm and natural, with no power at all.

However, it was this cyan flame that was so common that it was no longer common, but it seemed that the emperor was traveling. It was only a moment when an invisible force suddenly crept to the side.

I was still arrogant and pretentious, and that ridiculous blaze continued to be like the most terrifying ferocious beast he had encountered, ignoring the control of the poisonous hand medicine king, he suddenly rushed back into his body, he suddenly rushed back into his body, instantly extinguished, never again Dare to show some sign.

Even if the poison hand medicine king urged him, it would never dare to come out again.

This was still true for heaven and earth, and the end of the ferocious beast fire in the hands of Liu Yizhen, Yan Fu and Tao Danniang was even more imaginable.

Although these fires did not have psychic powers, they still shivered in the face of Qingyan's pressure, and came out in an instant.

Where the flame of the emperor was, how could other flames coexist!

For a while, all the flames disappeared, even those master alchemists tried to ignite them, but the flames quickly disappeared once they appeared.

Only the faint cyan light on Zhuo Fan's fingers still emitted a soft light.

Seeing this scene, everyone was astonished, even the Poisonous Hand Potion King, seeing the blue light point, was already dumbfounded.

"This ... How is this possible? Heaven and Earth Lingyan, were actually suppressed? And still pressed carefully?" The Poison Hand Potion King involuntarily shook his body, as the ruler of Gu Ling Zhenyan, he could feel the Shaking and fear of the Fire Spirit, "What kind of fire is this?"

With a frown, Zhuo Fan looked at Qing Yan in his hand and laughed softly, "Who knows, it is someone else's gift."

Inevitably his cheeks twitched violently, and Wang Wang Wang's poisonous hand could not stop the earthquake anymore.

That extremely powerful flame was actually sent by someone else. Why was the old man unlucky?

He had found Gu Ling's spell before, and he was extremely excited. He could not sleep for ten years. He felt his luck was so good that he died without complaint.

But compared to Zhuo Fan today, he found that his luck was not as good as one in 10,000.

“Do you ... still have alchemy in mind?” Zhuo Fan smiled strangely, shaking the blue flames in front of him.

The medicinal eyes of the King's Eyes reddened, and they were all envious and envious. Where was he still thinking about alchemy now? At this point in his mind, it was all a mystery about the flame.

In fact, he wanted to take fire as his own.

Knowing exactly what he was thinking in his heart, Zhuo Fan could not help but laugh loudly: "Now you believe what I just said, then, Poison King, I will ask, "Now you believe what I have just said, who's the heart of the criminal?"

Hearing this, the Pill King of Poisonous Hand nearly cried.

Your mother, this child's heart is completely unpredictable. In the first three rounds, there was no truth in his mouth. As a result, what is said in the mouth is not the truth, but what is actually the truth!

Grandma, this kid's plan is too deep, the old man can't understand it!

Sorry for the toothache in his heart, but the poisonous hand medicine king still had to acknowledge his old face with a red face: "Sorry, Mr. Song, please, just now the old man took the man's stomach with the heart of a criminal."

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter, as long as you understand that I'm a polite man."

Zhuo Fan laughed, not only humiliating the old man again, but also advertising himself in a way, "Now, you can practice alchemy first. Or, do you want to train with me?"

Are you kidding me? Once your green fire comes out, no one can catch the fire, how can it compare?

No wonder this child said that when competing on the same stage, others would lose without comparison.

The poisonous hand medicine Wang Chang sighed, and then confessed again with a very embarrassing mistake: "Sorry, Master Song, the old man was unable to control himself before.

"Okay, my voice, you go first."

Zhuo Fan chuckled, put away Qingyan, continued to hug her hands, close her eyes, and nourish her mind. For a moment when his eyes were closed, he murmured softly: "Damn, that's hypocritical!"

Although this sound was small, it spread to everyone's ears.

The Hand Poison King heard that one could not help but stumble. Even though he was angry in his heart, more than that was being persecuted.

The old man rarely wanted fair competition against Dan, and the result was a humiliating end. Unfortunately, a truly good person is impossible!

But where did he know, just as his old face was complaining, Zhuo Fan's head closed his eyes slightly, his mouth raised, and a satisfying arch lifted ...