Chapter 725 Left hand
Lin Fan was lifted in the air, his body was turned upside down, and it seemed that the form was completely under the puppet's control.

But at this time, Lin Fan was not in a hurry, just smiled, and responded with a relaxed face: "Really? Maybe."

As his voice sounded, a nine-colored flame on the blood moon rushed to the golem's body. This flame came very suddenly, and it turned from a dimly colored brilliance to a solid real fire.

When this flame spread to the puppet, finally, the puppet, which could not be killed no matter how hard it was hit, uttered its first scream, and the dancing colorful fireworks were like a reminder.

The puppet flicked its arm violently, throwing away the tightly held Blood Moon Blade, stumbling on its feet, screaming miserably, and constantly pulling its hands on its body, trying to extinguish the flame.

Lin Fan was thrown out by the puppet, his body circled in mid-air, and landed firmly in front of Reina and Emily.

"You're not dead this time?" Lin Fan said fiercely, the nine-color flame was his last move, if he couldn't win with this move, then there was no other way but to escape.

Fortunately, from the current point of view, the damage of the nine-color flame to the golem is very obvious. At this time, the golem is like a panicked ordinary person in a fire.

But no matter how the puppet struggled, the nine-color fireworks burned more and more vigorously. Gradually, the skin on the puppet's surface was scorched by the flames, and the muscles underneath slowly dried up and carbonized.

In desperation, the puppet opened its mouth again, and the rotating black hole appeared in front of everyone's eyes again, and the nine-color fireworks were sucked into it by a horrible suction.

Just when the fire on the puppet showed signs of slowing down, suddenly the rotating black hole rose outwards, and then there were screams of ghosts and wolves from inside.

Lin Fan stared intently at the golem in the flames, and as far as he could see, he saw monsters in black armor standing on the pitch-black ground in another world, with gloomy green ghosts everywhere. Jump, in that piece of the world, full of blood and filth.

When the puppet introduced nine-color fireworks into it, it was like a meteor falling, the end of the world, and a river of sky fire poured out.

The overwhelming flames illuminated the pitch-black land like daytime, and the monsters wearing black armor seemed to have encountered the deadliest natural enemies. They let out miserable howls, and their bodies vaporized before the flames approached.

With a bang, the black hole in the puppet's mouth automatically annihilated, and an inexplicably powerful force in another world forcibly closed the node connecting the two worlds.

The black hole disappeared, and a look of despair appeared in the puppet's eyes, and she shouted: "No, no..."

At this time, the flames had quickly wiped away all the flesh and blood on the golem, and now the golem was a standing skeleton with flames covering the white bones.

Lin Fan focused his eyes on the puppet's left hand, and his intuition told him that there was another secret hidden there, a secret no less than a murder key, because in this left hand, he felt an invincible aura, which was a bit mysterious. What kind of bird is the illusion of a master.

Sure enough, the flesh and blood of other parts of the golem's body were burned to ashes by the nine-color fireworks, only the left hand remained unchanged.

The pattern on the skin of the left hand seemed to come alive, continuously extending and wriggling, and a layer of black air covered the outside, tightly wrapping the left hand, and the nine-colored fireworks and black air were entangled with each other.

……

Just when everyone thought that the puppet was about to be burned to ashes, suddenly the left hand was brightly lit, and a ball of dazzling light bloomed suddenly, shining brightly.

After this burst of brilliance appeared, Renner and Jessica couldn't help but knelt down on the ground directly. The affectionate fanaticism of the two of them, which kind of eagerness in their eyes made people feel hairy, like kneeling down to the gods in their hearts .

"Reina, what are you doing?" Lin Fan was startled, seeing the pious Reina kneeling on the ground, he couldn't help asking loudly.

This happened to Reina in the place of Dracula's rebirth, because Dracula's aura had a natural pressure from the superior to him.

But compared to now, although Reina had to kneel on the ground at that time, at least his mind was still clear, and there was still a subconscious resistance in his mind.

Now, Reina's face is full of convincing, and there is piety in his eyes, like a fanatical believer who has seen the God in his heart.

There was no trace of reluctance in Reina's expression, he knelt there, looked ahead piously, trembling all over, and the fire in his eyes almost solidified.

A vicissitudes of life and silence burst out from the golem's left hand, followed by a blood-colored river that appeared out of thin air, with no source and no end, the blood-colored river exuded silence, loss, death and depravity.

Just sensing this aura, Lin Fan felt that the vitality in his body was being forcibly pulled by something, and it was draining rapidly. His eyes were in a trance, and his memory had a chaotic and fuzzy feeling, as if he was dying. , life is not long.

From the bloody river, a distorted figure slowly emerged, not like a real thing, but like a light and shadow, shaking with the flow of the river.

An illusory voice rang in Lin Fan's ears. This voice was indescribable. It contained various emotions, like crying, laughing, choking, and anger..., There are all kinds of things.

There is a terrifying majesty in the illusory voice. This kind of majesty is not as sacred and bright as the black bird. It is completely opposite. It is difficult to describe one ten thousandth of it with the most dirty and negative words.

An illusion rose from the depths of his soul, as if this illusory figure was the master of his soul, representing destruction and killing, which made him afraid and trembling uncontrollably.

Just when Lin Fan's spirit was attracted by that phantom, a warm current gushed out from the inner world, flowing happily around the meridians in his body, pulling Lin Fan's mind back all of a sudden.

This phantom glanced at the puppet that was covered in nine-color flames, and a distant and deep sigh sounded. The blood-colored river submerged the puppet, and the nine-color flames rolled up and down in the blood river, refusing to give in to each other.

Xu Ying lightly raised his hand and pointed, the river of blood was churning, and strands of dark energy frantically rushed towards the nine-color fireworks, and vortices emerged in the river of blood, trying to swallow the flames.

But this nine-colored flame is extremely tenacious. No matter how the waves in the blood river churned, no matter how dark energy surrounded it, it was always burning fiercely.

Suddenly, Lin Fan's back shivered, as if he was being stared at by something terrible, and then a voice sounded very abruptly in his mind: "Stop the world-killing fire, and I will let you go."

(End of this chapter)

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