I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

Zhou Fan was not surprised by these two people who knew the cultivator.

From the moment he came to this abandoned factory, he paid attention to these two people. In them, Zhou Fan noticed an extremely cold breath.

This breath was three minutes colder than the twelfth lunar month, and it was icy cold.

Obviously, these two people are also cultivators, and their cultivation level is not low.

However, Zhou Fan didn't have any fear, instead he felt eager to try.

Since acquiring the Three Realms auction system, his life trajectory has undergone tremendous changes, and he has even embarked on the road of cultivation, becoming a master in the realm of heaven.

However, his actual combat experience is quite small, except for the gold-level assassins he encountered before, it is difficult for others to pose a threat to him.

Judging from the aura emanating from the bodies of these two people, it was obvious that they had reached the realm of heavenly immortals, and they were in the late stage of heavenly immortal realm, and their cultivation level was two small levels higher than Zhou Fan.

Of course, this did not necessarily mean that Zhou Fan was defeated by the two of them. After all, Zhou Fan was cultivating the Eight-Nine Profound Art, and he also had the samādhi real fire body guard. Only after the battle, he would know.

"Let me see if you two can protect him." Zhou Fan's eyes were cold, his five fingers slowly clenched, an explosive force quietly blooming above his fist.

"Strong Niu Demon Fist, Niu Demon Killing Sky Horn!"

Above the fist, a black bull was formed, and the huge horns seemed to be able to pierce the blue sky.

Zhou Fan blasted out with a fist, the black bull groaned, faced the storm, and rushed towards the black robe man.

The two black-robed men didn't dare to be scornful. From the huge horns of the bull, they sensed a fatal threat. If they couldn't resist it, they might be injured or even die.

"Let's shoot together." The black robe yelled softly, and black magic lights radiated from their bodies.

"Black Demon Mirror, Black Demon Fist!"

The strong black magic energy gathered in front of them, and a fist formed by the gathering of magic energy suddenly formed.

The fists are incomparably dark with the body, and magic patterns are entwined, cold and evil, exuding a frightening breath.

"Is this their power?" Jin Yang breathed a sigh of relief when seeing the power erupted by the two black-robed men. Such a power could be called a ghost, and he didn't believe that Zhou Fan could not be killed.

"Brother Fan, you must win!" Wen Ting stood in the distance, looking at Zhou Fan with a nervous expression.

The power of the black robe man was also shocking, and she began to worry about Zhou Fan.

Faced with the black demon fist marks that broke out from the black-robed man, Zhou Fan looked still, but there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"The people of the magic door, these two people actually come from the magic door!"

This is not the first time Zhou Fan has encountered a person from the Demon Sect. The silver corpse mother-in-law who met in Yuxi County before and Liao Yong who met in Quancheng both came from the Demon Sect.

Zhou Fan didn't have any good feelings for the people of the Demon Sect. They were born with too heavy a killing heart, bloodthirsty, and everyone was punishable.

"Since you are the people of the Demon Sect, then you... all **** it!" Zhou Fan's eyes were extremely cold, and he commanded that the black bull was faster.

call out!

The black bull slammed fiercely on the black fist mark.

Although the black fist mark looked terrifying, it didn't last long before it burst into pieces and turned into strands of magic energy. Then, the magic energy was crushed by the force of the fist.

However, after the black fist marks, the power of the bull has been weakened a lot, less than one-tenth of the original.

But still exuding a fierce aura, rushing towards the black robe man.

Puff!

The black fist marks were broken, and the two men in black robes couldn't help but spout a mouthful of blood, but their blood was black in color, which was different from normal people.

And under the black robe, they looked shocked!

After walking through the rivers and lakes for many years, they have encountered many ascetics, and even some people who are stronger than them, but without exception, they all died under their black magic mirror.

The boy in front of him who didn't seem to be eighteen or nineteen years old actually had such a deep cultivation base of boxing power, so boxing power, even if the two of them worked together to spur the Black Magic Mirror, they were not opponents.

This made them feel astonished. You know, their realm is two smaller realms higher than Zhou Fan's, and under their joint efforts, they can't even get the slightest advantage.

"Black Demon Mirror, Black Demon Guard!"

The black-robed people have a hoarse voice, like grinding their teeth, which makes people panic, but they have a strong devilish energy that gushes out of their bodies, forming a black mask outside their bodies.

Above the mask, dense black magic patterns exude a sense of indestructibility.

boom!

Remaining fist strength, fiercely bombarded the mask, and suddenly, a burst of energy swept wildly around.

what!

Those thugs who got closer suddenly let out a scream, and their bodies were torn apart by the impact.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but look shocked, and backed one after another, for fear of being swept by this energy.

"Is this still human power?" Everyone's hearts were shaken. This level of power has exceeded their understanding of ordinary people. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would not believe that someone could be as powerful as this. Kind of degree.

This is even better than martial arts drama!

boom!

With a strong roar, the remaining fist strength and the black magic mask burst simultaneously, and the strength swept through the room, bombarding Zhou Fan and the two black robe men.

Puff!

Zhou Fan spouted blood, his expression was slightly wilted. Although his cultivation base was slightly lower than that of the two, his combat effectiveness was exceptionally strong. This was the increase brought by the cultivation technique.

The two black robe repairers were equally embarrassed, and the clothes covering them had shattered, revealing two thin men.

The two of them have deep eye sockets, their eyes are gray, their cheekbones are high, and their lips are black, and they look like dead bodies.

"It has been many years, and no one has been able to push us to this point for many years." One of them licked the black blood at the corner of his mouth, revealing a row of white teeth, scary and infiltrating.

"Yes, it's been many years." Another demon cultivator responded, "But this is interesting. This little guy has such a high level of cultivation. If he absorbs his flesh and blood power, we will definitely be able to step into the realm of immortality. ."

The two of them have been stuck in the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm for many years, and their foundation has long been deep. The reason why they have not broken through is because they still lack an opportunity, and now they know that an opportunity is coming.

The two glanced at each other, and a hot touch flashed across their gray eyes, and the palms patted heavily on their chests, black blood spurted out, and the fingers formed a flash of light.

"Black Magic Mirror, blood sacrifice!"