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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Two: God, Give You Three Chances

"Goodbye!" He Fan turned around and left.

Bang

Angel rushed directly towards He Fan, but unfortunately, the magical aura mask was really amazing, and she was directly bounced out.

"If you dare to leave, I will let someone go to the East." Angel said coldly.

"Grandma, what are you going to do?" He Fan rolled his eyes and said.

"You..." Angel almost vomited blood, grandma? You can call me if you have the ability... Forget it, He Fan really has the ability.

"If the sword of war is not good, I will let you defile it, but you don't want it. What should you do?" He Fan curled his lips and said, "If I hadn't respected the old and loved the young, I wouldn't have talked nonsense to you."

If this was spread, he would have seen all the old monster who was unknown and worried that it would affect his reputation, He Fan would be too lazy to bother with An Qier.

"Instruct me to improve." Angel suppressed the anger in her heart and said coldly: "As long as I can improve, today's matter will be cancelled, and I will give you another magical tool."

"A complete artifact?" He Fan raised his eyebrows.

"No," Angel said in a deep voice.

"Also, today's incident must not be spread, including those people, which will affect the reputation of this god!" He Fan added.

"You still have a reputation?" Angel smiled angrily.

"I am interested in the imperial sister and not interested in the old lady, which will make people misunderstand the taste of this god." He Fan said seriously. Such things must be explained clearly, and are more important than face.

Angel: “…”

If I can beat you, if I let you go today, I will not believe in God!

Unfortunately, Angel couldn't beat her, so she could only take a deep breath and breathe again, suppressing her anger: "I will never let someone spread it, it's also related to my name!"

"Where is the magical artifact?" He Fan felt relieved and began to pay attention to the magical artifact. A book appeared in his hand: "This is from the Oriental Taoist Sect, the second-level content of the heavenly beings, and the chapter on the spiritual and soul qi."

"I'll verify first." Angel said vigilantly. This guy is really not trustworthy.

"Don't worry, I will never lie to you this time, because today is the most unlucky day for me." He Fan turned his eyes away with disgust.

Angel looked through the content of the soul Qi, and gained a lot. She took out a holy cross: "Take it, get out of here, and you'll be imprisoned."

He Fan waved his hand to put away the Taoist pattern, took the Holy Cross, and turned around and left: "There will be no future."

"Bastard, one day, I, Angel, will press you to the ground to rub it!" Angel was really angry. She had never been so angry before, especially He Fan's few calls to her, which almost made her vomit blood.

He entered the space crack again. This time He Fan directly wrote down the three words "Old Grandma" and erected a stone tablet forbidden land to remind himself that if there is nothing to do, he must not drill into the space crack again.

Continue to enter the cracks in the other spaces. He Fan was a lot of careful this time and must see who is there. There is a Shirley in the West, so this one cannot be seen even more.

Fortunately, I didn’t meet the female god this time, but in the West, a kind old man smiled and greeted him when he saw He Fan. He Fan kicked him back and turned around and entered the crack in the space.

Western grandfather.

Make a mark and continue with the next one.

Walking out of the space crack again, a fiery red barrier appeared, and the familiar holy fire patterns spread throughout the barrier.

"Old acquaintance." He Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the eye barrier. It was also a level of aura of heaven and man, and he could bully him.

Ignoring the holy fire runes on the barrier, He Fan's fire path is not worthy of the holy fire path, but the Samadhi True Fire and the Nine Nether Demon Fire have not yet merged.

"He Fan!"

As soon as he stepped into the crack of the space, a cold voice came, and a huge holy fire beast stared at him: "Didn't you kill you?"

"Just relying on those five useless statues?" He Fan said disdainfully.

"It seems you don't know who I am yet!" The Holy Fire Beast sneered, and the power of evolution condensed an old figure.

"It's you? You're not staying in a special space, are you taking shifts?" He Fan tilted his head and looked at the aura of the Holy Fire Beast, feeling a little weak: "You're so weak, are you playing with your left claw and right claw in slow motion?"

"I didn't kill you at the beginning, but now I dare to come to me. No one can save you today!" With an angry shout, the Holy Fire Beast suddenly raised his palm, the Holy Fire Dao pattern rushed, blessed the power of evolution, turned into a fire dragon, and rushed towards He Fan.

"You should think about who saved you today!" He Fan sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm: "I don't think about how this god came here."

boom

The fire dragon rushes, and the three-foot air shield appears, and the fire dragon collapses directly and fails to shake it.

"It's been ten years, and you're still standing there, and you can't even break the protective air shield of this god." He Fan said disdainfully.

"How is this possible?" The Holy Fire Beast was stunned. With one blow, he couldn't even break the three-foot air shield?

"God, I'll give you three chances, and you still have two left." He Fan put his hands on his face and ignored the Holy Fire Beast. The greatest pleasure was like pretending to be in front of enemies that he could not get rid of before, so that they could taste it. They wanted to kill them but couldn't get rid of themselves.

"Arrogant!" The Holy Fire Beast roared, and the Holy Fire Dao pattern was like a chain, interwoven into a ball, and the flames lingered, forming a scorching sun: "The Holy Fire is eternal."

boom

The scorching sun was bombarded, and the three-foot air shield was indestructible, and He Fan still remained motionless.

"The second move." He Fan said lightly.

The Holy Fire Beast's eyes were too dark, and a flame spear appeared beside him. The Holy Fire Path Pattern rushed into the spear. The spear suddenly burst out with mighty power, and the terrifying aura swept through, making He Fan feel a little pressure, but it was only a little.

Genetic data +4!

"Die, the Holy Fire kills the gods!" The magic gun broke through the air, the entire barrier space was vibrating, and the barrier was almost broken.

Buzz

The magic gun shot, and the huge force hit the three-foot air shield, which was immediately blocked. The magic gun vibrated, and the holy fire beast kept urging, infusing the power of evolution. The magic gun advanced little by little, just like a snail's speed.

"Three moves have passed, you are too empty." He Fan said disdainfully. He couldn't even break his body protection veil. These gods are really useless.

The realm of heaven and man, one level and one level of heaven, is not a joke. Although this magic gun is good and stronger than the complete magic weapon He Fan saw, the gap between the two sides cannot be compensated by a magic gun at all.

"God, I've accepted this gift." He Fan raised his palm and held the spear. The spear vibrated violently, and the chef's god's Taoist pattern vibrated, instantly breaking through the holy fire path pattern and imprisoning the magic spear.

"Damn it, return the artifact to me!" The Holy Fire Beast roared and rushed directly at He Fan.

"Do you want to see the God of Chef's God's Sword?"

He Fan said calmly, raised his right palm lightly, and the power of evolution condensed a knife light, and the kitchen pattern blessing the knife light, instantly slashed out.

The sword light slashed, silently, and the void did not shatter, like an ordinary knife, but it contained a terrifying power.

The sword light entered the body, and the Holy Fire Beast trembled instantly, and blood sprayed, and the pounced on his body fell down directly. Half of the body was already ripe, and each part was different, including stir-fry, cold sauce, and soup...

"Do you want to have a sip when you smell your own flesh?" He Fan swallowed, squinted his eyes and said, "You are the Holy Fire Beast, not an Evolver?"

At the moment of the secret method, the Holy Fire Beast has nowhere to hide in all its structures. There is still a difference between the Evolver and the Real Holy Fire Beast. In front of you is a real Holy Fire Beast.

"You, you can't kill me. If you kill me, there will be no one to guard the crack in this space." The Holy Fire Beast finally panicked, and He Fan's strength had completely crushed him.

"I can guard it." He Fan smiled sarcastically and waved his hand. A space bag flew out of the Holy Fire Beast and was grabbed by He Fan: "Let me see what good things you have first."

"you……"

Before the Holy Fire Beast could speak, He Fan had already opened it, and there was only one skin inside, human skin!

This human skin is the human body that was revealed by this holy fire beast.

"When I put on human skin, I think I am a human being?" He Fan's face was cold, and his sword shone brightly, directly piercing through the body of the Holy Fire Beast, nailing it to the ground: "If you want to live, just explain it."

"This is the human skin refined in the south, for hiding." The Holy Fire Beast snorted in pain, only explaining.

"The ban on Ancestor Wa did not remove your spirituality?" He Fan asked coldly, and at the same time tore off his rinds of wings: "Come on, eat together, the chef is the best recipe."

The Holy Fire Beast looked at him in shock and angrily, eating his own flesh?

"If you want to survive, just eat it." He Fan looked at him coldly, and took a bite by himself: "It tastes very good, it tastes like the orthodox Holy Fire Beast."

Holy Fire Beast: "…"

Have you learned your experience in eating it? You can recognize it with just one bite? 8)
Chapter completed!
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