Fight a Bloody Path, No One Gets Rich Without Windfalls!

"Heh, make me your slave?

Looking at your neither-human-nor-ghost appearance, do you even deserve it?"

Facing Protector Jiu, who was scheming away in the void, Ye Fan could not help but sneer.

"Bold! Kill him!"

How many years had it been?

No one had dared to act so arrogantly before him.

In the past, every martial artist who entered Heavenly Mourning Ancient City for the trial had been nothing more than a chess piece or toy in his eyes.

But now.

This Human Race brat actually dared to provoke him.

Protector Jiu was burning with rage, determined to nip this tiny seedling of resistance in the bud!

At the same time, Ye Fan did not remain idle.

"Spiritual Fire Needles!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~

Faced with the siege of several geniuses from different races.

Ye Fan remained completely composed.

The next moment, ripples invisible to the naked eye spread through the air.

It was Ye Fan's self-created psychic spatial secret art—Spiritual Fire Needles.

Ye Fan still wanted to save them in the end, attempting to dissolve the blood fiend power that had invaded the consciousness seas of these alien geniuses.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~~

However, when the Spiritual Fire Needles condensed from Ye Fan's Spiritual Fire pierced into the consciousness seas of these alien geniuses.

The blood fiend power immediately coiled around them.

It actually began corroding the Spiritual Fire Needles formed from Spiritual Fire.

"What cold and tyrannical blood fiend power.

Even my Spiritual Fire can barely destroy it.

Could the source of this blood fiend power be a Void God Realm expert?"

At this thought.

A trace of gravity appeared on Ye Fan's face.

Yet there was not the slightest fear in his eyes. His fighting spirit began to boil and burn!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~

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