Yang Fan rolled up his arms and sleeves, intending to go all out.

"Try Taoism first!"

"The Taoist magic is not good? What about the power of Qi and blood?"

"It still doesn't work! It seems I can only use magical powers!"

"Tianwei? Destiny to kill?"

After continuous experiments, Yang Fan found that the three corpse insects were unable to attack at all. Whether it was Taoism or magical power, almost all failed!

It seems that I can only rely on my own strength to survive!

There is no way outsiders can help!

And the three corpse insects seemed to be aware of Yang Fan's attempt, and actually showed a mocking look at him, as if they were mocking this overestimating human being!

"I don't believe it!"

Yang Fan's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he looked directly at the Heaven-Building Magical Power in his body!

"I have a peak magical power, so I'm asking you if you're afraid of it!"

"Mending the sky!"

Whoosh!

The colorful light fell directly on a three-corpse insect. The three-corpse insect was stunned and looked down at itself.

At this moment, it seemed to turn into light.

The originally ferocious figure was enveloped in a layer of five colors, and slowly became transparent, being erased bit by bit by invisible force.
Chapter completed!