Over time, the middle-aged monk found that his soul was gradually leaving his body. Seeing that less than half of the soul was not pulled out, the middle-aged man heard what the short monk said, his own ending is that the soul will be swallowed.

No, absolutely not, my own solution is definitely not being swallowed.

After a few more minutes, the middle-aged cultivator finally realized that he had failed and that his soul could not be pulled back, his heart was filled with despair, and he was not willing to be swallowed up.

"Boy, you forced me."

The middle-aged monk roared, and the pressure of the third floor of the Prince's Golden Wonderland was released, but most of the soul was pulled out, and the pressure was also weakened a lot.

Hum!

In the middle-aged monk's body, a majestic force was drawn and quickly rushed to all the meridians in the body. Wherever he went, his whole body was burned, blood and flesh, all turned into a lot of energy and gathered everywhere in the body.

After only a few breaths, the middle-aged cultivator was like staying in the boiling water, his skin turned red, and Yang Fan felt the majestic power continue to be generated in his opponent.

"He wants to blew himself up!!!"

Yang Fan was shocked.

Ordinary Golden Fairy cultivators are very powerful in self-detonation, even Yang Fan, without defense, may be seriously injured, let alone Taiyi Golden Fairy.

The scope of the impact is at least several million kilometers. Within this range, the powerhouses of the same realm are likely to die, let alone the lord.

"Haha, die, I won't die because my soul is swallowed, on the contrary, you will be blown up by me!"

The middle-aged monk was already crazy, turned around, grabbed Yang Fan with both hands, obviously not wanting Yang Fan to escape.

"No, he will blew himself up, let's run."

The preacher's complexion changed, and the face of the Lord Donkey, who was still playing with the fat monk, changed slightly, as he beat back.

"It's too late. For such a little time, forgive you, no matter how fast you are, you can't escape the spread."

At this time, the body of the middle-aged monk was slightly swollen. This was when the energy in the body reached the saturation point, and it was filling every gap in the body.

"Haha, die!"

The middle-aged monk's body has now swelled like a two hundred jin big fat man, and his head has become like another fat boy, very ugly.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the middle-aged cultivator became more bulging. Seeing that the whole person was about to explode, the figure of the three men was already far away.

Yang Fan saw all this in his eyes, but his face was still very calm, as if the self-destruction of the middle-aged monk could not cause him harm.

"Why are you not afraid?"

Knowing that his life was about to end, the middle-aged cultivator said angrily when he saw that Yang Fan was unmoved.

"That short guy is right, your soul will be swallowed by me."

"Haha, this is impossible. Now the energy in my body has been mobilized. Once the self-detonation starts, it cannot be stopped unless you are a saint. But are you?"

Yang Fan sneered, not to mention his ability to look back in time, and also the token Zhong Yuze left for him, so that he could protect himself safe and sound.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I laugh that you are too naive, you don't even know there is another ability, even if you are not a saint, you can still prevent you from exploding."

"Oh, tell me something?"

Yang Fan didn't answer, the lavender reincarnation writing round eyes appeared, and the middle-aged monk's eyes were slightly lost.

Time flow, time reverse!

The invisible power is centered on Yang Fan, acting on the middle-aged monk.

Immediately afterwards, in the shocked eyes of the middle-aged monk, his body returned to its original appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the energy in the body was also calmed down.

Before the middle-aged cultivator had recovered, Yang Mortal's human power was used again, and the entire soul of the middle-aged cultivator was pulled out and bound in his hands.

"Yuhun, leave it to you."

Yang Fandao.

Yuhunxin felt a little, and turned into a black dress, grabbing the soul of the middle-aged monk with both hands, and a force came from his body.

The soul of the middle-aged monk was quickly swallowed, and only a minute later, the soul of a Taiyi Golden Wonderland powerhouse was swallowed up.

Yuhun burped full, his body grew slightly taller, and some parts of his body also changed.

"I said you, are you so timid and afraid of death? You are so far away."

Looking at the three people who were hundreds of kilometers away from him, Yang Fan wanted to laugh.

"I'm going, Brother Yang, we are not you. The realm is not in proportion to the strength. Of course, I am afraid of death."

The three of them flew back, and Master Lu was holding the fat monk in his hands.

"Senior forgive me!"

The obese monk shivered when he saw the dead body of the middle-aged monk.

"It's boring, I want to play again."

The lord shrugged, ran the big swallowing technique, and directly swallowed the fat monk.

"Fuck, donkey, you can eat people."

The preacher had a chill.

"Cut, what's wrong with this, aren't the meat your human race usually eats from the monster race? What did I say?"

"I mean, that fat man has excrement in his body. You swallowed him whole, isn't it equivalent to..."

Before the preacher could finish speaking, Lord Lu kicked his ass. However, the preacher was guarded, and a formation appeared behind him to block the attack of Lord Lu.

Jian Wudi and Yuhun were amused, watching the two fight.

"Now that the trouble is resolved, let's leave."

Yang Fandao.

"Wait, there is this guy."

The lord opened his hand and sucked, the short monk was sucked in his palm, a puddle of water hit his face, and the short man woke up.

Looking at the four people's expressions like ghosts, the short monk shivered with fear.

"Little brother, don't be so scared. In fact, we have no malicious intentions. I heard you say before. You have persuaded them to attack us since they didn't listen. Naturally, you are not to blame."

"Senior forgive me, I...cough cough..."

The short man's throat was sweet, a lot of blood and broken internal organs, Lord Donkey saw it, a green light shot from his hand, and his injury was restored in the blink of an eye.

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, this was a great recovery technique.

"We will see what you do and do, you can go."

Yang Fan opened his mouth, flipping his hand, and a jade bottle appeared and threw it to the short monk.

"Senior, is this?"

"This is the sixth-grade Tianyang Good Fortune Pill, it's my reward for you. What level you can reach in the future depends on your good fortune."

"Thank you for the kindness of seniors. Feng dare not forget the kindness of today."

The short man who claimed to be Fengdu knelt down on one knee, bowed heavily, and then left.

Not long after the group walked, they saw a vast forest, this area is the edge of the dead forest.

Standing from a high altitude, the corpse-free forest is divided into four layers. Except for the outermost layer, each layer is filled with white mist of different concentrations, which cannot be penetrated by the gods. The surrounding area is quiet and full of murderous intent.

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