Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

An Fugui looked at Ye Fan's high sky, and said with amazement in his eyes, "It's really scary!"

"A random blow can cause such destructive power!"

At this time,

Lin Zhensheng at the side trembled suddenly.

Lin Zhensheng's spiritual power was released, and his eyes continued to stare into the depths of Beiman Mountain.

He said, "Ye Fan made another move!"

"What else does he want to do?!"

Everyone stretched their mental power towards that side and sensed it.

only see,

In the sky deep in Beiman Mountain, another purple-gold light burst out.

above the sky.

After Ye Fan killed all the ghosts, he looked down at the ghost palace.

The originally huge and magnificent Ghost Palace is now in a mess.

After the aftermath of the fight between Ye Fan and the Beimang Ghost King, there were ruins everywhere.

Most of the 9,999 houses in the palace collapsed and were destroyed!

Ye Fan opened his dark eyes, and saw very clearly that there were still a lot of yin and earth veins gathered under the ground of the Ghost King's Palace.

Even if there is no ghost king array, this place is still a place where Yin veins from all directions gather.

Even after the ghost palace is destroyed, evil spirits and evil spirits will inevitably come here to occupy themselves.

Countless powerful ghosts will continue to be spawned over time!

This place must be destroyed!

While Ye Fanming glanced at the various yin energy veins below the ghost palace, he thought secretly in his heart.

The underworld energy on his body exploded.

Ye Fan used the technique of absorbing the earth veins in the mirror world space before.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes sharpened.

The right hand slowly fell towards the lower cover!

The 700-meter-high Yan Luo Dharma image behind him is on top, and the purple-gold Dharma image's right hand is also covered downwards!

This big handprint of the Faxiang is different from the ones Ye Fan used before, without any sound of breaking the air or breaking the wind.

Silently!

No sound erupted until it got into the ground.

This purple-gold Yama handprint directly affects the underground veins.

Has no effect on the void or the earth.

The brilliant purple-gold handprints, after drilling into the ground, captured all the yin and earth veins below the ghost palace with one hand.

There are a total of thirty-six yin qi veins of different sizes, gray-black or dark black all over.

Ye Fan's eyes were burning with purple flames, and he saw this scene clearly.

He shouted loudly: "Get up—"

Pull up the right hand.

The purple-gold Yan Luo big handprint suddenly exerted force, and forcibly pulled out the thirty-six yin energy veins.

Rumble——

Rumble——

There was a deafening explosion.

Kacha Kacha——

The mountains, forests and land were directly broken into pieces.

The incomparably thick smoke and dust immediately exploded and rushed into the sky.

There are hundreds of thousands of meters long cracks on the surface, which are torn open in the solid mountain.

It was as if abyssal demons had appeared underground one by one, opening wide, narrow and deep demonic mouths.

It devoured all the trees along the road, and also swallowed all the vegetation and soil on the surface.

All the palaces, houses, ruins, and ruins of the Ghost King's Palace also collapsed and fell into the cracks in the ground.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes.

His eyes and mental power swept to the ground.

In this scene of destruction like a magnitude 10 earthquake, the seven-acre-sized mammoth handprint of Yan Luo's Dharma, impressively captured thirty-six light-black or dark-black yin energy veins.

The veins are like a dragon!

Aww——

Aww——

The thirty-six earth veins of yin energy of different lengths, as soon as they were pulled out from the ground by Fa Xiang's big hand, immediately twisted and twisted, wrapped around the big purple-golden hand, struggling and screaming.

With the emergence of the yin energy veins, the cracking momentum of the ground below became more and more violent and terrifying.

Rumbling roars resounded everywhere.

In the dense smoke and dust that rushed into the night, there was also a rotten smell like a corpse.

Ye Fan stared at the thirty-six yin energy veins, and said coldly: "Broken—"

Say it in one word.

The rumbling sound shook in all directions.