Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

The method of using the semi-finished demonizing potion is to mix it with blood and enter the body.

Ye Fan slammed it and smashed it into pieces.

The shards of glass plunged deep into the palm of his hand.

The wound that had been split open had grown even more serious.

The stinging pain came violently.

Ye Fan didn't notice.

The pale red potion quickly mixed with blood and melted into the body.

A powerful force, abundant and incomparably terrifying demonic energy, erupted from the body like a sea tide!

The demonic energy was quickly transformed by the black hatred into dark purple dark energy, and it boiled over Ye Fan!

Ye Fan felt the demonic aura on his body fluctuate and climbed rapidly!

One hundred thousand, 130 thousand, 160 thousand...

In the end, it doubled and surged to 200,000 demon spirit fluctuations!

Ye Fan held the Soul Chopping Sword tightly and slashed down!

"what--"

"Break me!"

"Give me... smash it!"

Ye Fan's eyes were red, and with the surge of demon spirits that surged to 200,000, he slashed the seal of the seven mirrors in front of him like crazy!

The dark purple sword glow, under the blessing of the potion, has turned into a ghostly sword, and with the falling of the Soul Chopping Knife, it slashes frantically!

dang dang-

dang dang-

Knife after knife!

again and again!

At the hands, the shocking blood splattered, stinging!

Ye Fan didn't notice, and continued to chop!

no use,

No use at all!

The seven-mirror seal that can seal 300,000 calamity-level demons with fluctuations in demonic energy still remains motionless under the attack of 200,000 demonic fluctuations!

The man without a sheep tattoo saw Ye Fan suddenly took out a potion, and when the demon spirit on his body fluctuated violently, he felt nervous and uneasy.

But soon,

He found that after Ye Fan used the potion, he still couldn't break the seal, so he slowly felt relieved.

But the expression on the tattooed man's face became more and more hideous: "Still struggling!"

"Still dying!"

"Hmph, they are all looking for death!"

Sudden,

Ye Fan's movements, as well as the words of the tattooed man without sheep, stopped.

[Semi-finished demonizing potion, the countdown is fifty-five seconds! 】

Ye Fan's eyes froze in front of him.

The captain in front of him, trembling, stood up again, standing in front of Ye Fan!

At this moment, Tu Zenggang was shaking like a sieve, and the internal and external injuries were all over his body.

Blood dripped dripping all over his body, tick-tick, and pooled into pools of blood under his body.

But he, still holding the two Xuanhua axes tightly, stood in front of Ye Fan.

This cold-faced tall and strong man has blood all over his face, and the top of his head is still falling down!

The eyelids of both eyes were drooping, and the eye sockets were flushed with blood.

This tall and strong man with a cold face and awe, held Xuanhua's axe tremblingly, and slowly raised his head.

A pair of eyes soaked in blood stared at the tattooed man without sheep.

He said weakly but firmly: "Dog/mongrel/breed, I said it!"

"If you want to move my brother, step over Lao Tzu's body first!"

"Ah - kill you!!!"

Tu Zenggang roared angrily, but instead rushed towards the tattooed man without sheep!

The Wan Yaohui man was extremely angry when he saw this scene.

He roared and said, "It's really courting death!"

"Death to me!!!"

In his hand, the ferocious claws stick out!

puff--

The incomparably dull sound that penetrated into the flesh instantly sounded.

The bone claws penetrated Tu Zenggang's tall and sturdy body tremblingly, instantly!

All the internal organs burst into pieces in an instant!

Tu Zenggang's body, with a thud again, was blasted out and slammed into the seal of the Seven Mirrors!

He collapsed to the ground!

The head fell heavily to the ground.