"My mom sells the appraisal, in the system, and in the state of soul, what skills do I have to use?

Even if it is used, it probably won’t work.”

Yang Feng was chased by the charming beast and cursed while running away.

Ding! The system sounded, and a list of skills appeared in front of him.

Yang Feng looked up and saw that most of the skills here had turned gray, which means it was unusable. Only the sets of magical skills sent by the system still shone with their original light and could be used for emergency response.

Wow, swow, swow! The hell rockets emitted by the charming bar are getting denser and denser, and Yang Feng is getting hit more and more frequently. The hot burning sensation makes Yang Feng's soul tremble.

There was no way. Although Yang Feng was still uncertain, he still gritted his teeth and shouted: "The magical skill is super intuitive!"

Buzz! In an instant, Yang Feng's soul emitted a layer of white light from its original green light. Then under the raindrops of secret rocket, Yang Feng finally avoided it in the way of moving left and right, without touching it at all.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this scene, the charming man who was chasing behind him was stunned: "Why did this evil god's body technique suddenly become so agile?

What magical powers have you used?"

Yang Feng's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

It turns out that his system magic skills can even avoid the speed of the real gods. Wouldn't that mean that his skills are above the true gods?

This discovery made Yang Feng, who had been nervous, both surprised and happy.

Originally, he always believed that everyone was a god and he knew it himself, and that other people's regular civil servants in the divine world would definitely do it.

If you don’t know what you don’t know, you will definitely do it.

Just like this Hell Flame, the demon god has the standard equipment, so he has not had the chance to get it.

We are a wild god who has become a monk halfway through the journey, and we have never even reported to the divine realm, so how can we compare with other regular soldiers?

But now he realized that cats have cats and rats have roads.

He has a regular army, but we don’t have one; but we have one, but he has a regular army, but we don’t have one.

In this way, his wild path will be able to compete with the regular public official.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng stopped running away immediately, stopped in the void, and became angry: "Stop, stop beating, otherwise I'm not polite!"

"Yeah, what a big tone! A mere evil god dares to shout in front of me, the real demon god. Who will give you the courage? Humph?"

The charm also stopped and sneered.

Yang Feng snorted disdainfully and murmured: "What's wrong with the evil god?

Is the evil god not a god?

Don’t treat evil gods as cadres, otherwise I will get crazy and even I am afraid of myself!”

"Ha, is that right! Then I'll take a good look at you, the evil god, what kind of capital you have for clamoring."

After a cold sniff, hundreds of millions of hot blue fireballs suddenly appeared behind the charming bay, densely packed, like stars in the sky.

Yang Feng was so scared that he was shocked and cursed: "So many, do you want to burn me to death?"

"You're right, you're so smart, hum!"

With a sneer, the charming thoughts moved, and these fireballs smashed towards Yang Feng's soul like meteor showers.

You should know that these fireballs are condensed by Hell Flame. Even if a god is hit by hundreds of them, he will be seriously injured and unable to heal.

If there are a few thousand, the soul may collapse.

The evil gods have always been afraid of the demon gods. The most important aspect is that they are afraid of the weapons of mass destruction issued by their government, which are difficult for even the souls as powerful as gods to resist.

Although Yang Feng did not know the horror of the flame of hell, he had suffered such a loss and was unwilling to be burned again.

So among the endless stream of fireballs, Yang Feng flashed one by one like a butterfly, and his speed was so fast that even the demon god's soul could not catch it.

How is that possible?

The charming man was shocked and incredible.

This Api Luo King is worthy of being the best among the evil gods. He really has a set of skills. What kind of magical powers are he practicing?

How could it be so fast?

Mei Ba was confused and extremely unhappy at the same time.

Originally, she just wanted to capture this evil god alive and was not willing to kill him, but at this moment, Yang Feng's strangeness had forced her to use all her strength.

Otherwise, the dignified demon god can't do anything to an evil god, where can she put her face?

Suddenly, the aura of Charming Bo was full of momentum. With a bang, the entire sky turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The hot temperature made Yang Feng quickly lower the flight altitude, afraid of being hot.

"I'm going, is it necessary to have such a big fight?

You have to kill me?

Why do we worry about or complain?”

"Hmph, run, you're going to run for me!"

The charming bar locked Yang Feng tightly and sneered, "Now the entire sky is covered by my mother's Hell Flame. No matter how flexible your body is, it's useless. Go to death, cover the sky with one hand!"

Huh! As soon as he finished speaking, the flames above the nine heavens suddenly wrapped up towards Yang Feng below like a giant palm.

There is no way out in all directions, nine heavens and ten earths.

No matter how flexible Yang Feng's body movements are, it is useless to be able to escape from a lifetime of death, because this is simply a ten-death death without life.

"A real man in one minute!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng suddenly shouted loudly. At the same time, the countless flames finally completely wrapped him inside, burning like an alchemy furnace.

Charming stared at all this with a contempt and sneered: "King Apiluo, I originally wanted to capture you alive and ask you to do something for me."

But if you keep not cooperating, then forget it, I will find someone else, so you can destroy me here, hehehehe."

"Character!"

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she roared suddenly from the raging flames. Then she saw Yang Feng flying out from inside with great pride, his soul still so full that it was not hurt at all.

How is that possible?

The powerful demon god's soul suddenly shook, and the charming man looked at all this incredibly, unable to speak for a long time.

How could she imagine that the Hell Flame, which could specifically burn the gods to ashes, was cracked by a mere evil god?

Still, the powerful and firm spirit fluctuations of the demon god that have never been before will tremble.

The charming man looked at Yang Feng as if he had seen a monster from the divine world, and was stunned.

Yang Feng was also hesitating in his heart and thinking about the next action.

Now he has used two of his magical skills, and they can only be used once a day.

But the other party's Hell Flame can be released infinitely without so many constraints on it.

If you use up all your skills and the other party is still reluctant to give in, you can only wait for death.

So next, Yang Feng only needs to do one thing, defeat this stinky woman with limited number of skills used.

Otherwise, the one who dies is yourself.

At first he wanted to have something to say and ask this girl for some information about the plane, but it was obvious that this was not a good person to talk to.

If that's the case, then speak with your fists.
Chapter completed!