“Ah~~”

The fat ghost had a ferocious face and kept trembling. He used his magic power to resist the poison, and stared at Yang Fan fiercely: "You..."

"Haha, you are very cautious. Do you still remember the 'auxiliary pill'..." Yang Fan's lips pursed slightly, and at the same time, he was silently condensing his magic power, striving to repair some lighter trauma first and wait for the attack at critical moments.

"That 'auxiliary pill' is a highly toxic. Taking it with my unique detoxification pill can indeed strengthen the immunity against toxicity. However, as long as I use another colorless and odorless poison, it can immediately trigger the collision of these two elixirs in your body, thus producing several times the intensity of the poison..."

After saying that, Yang Fan unfolded his palm and revealed a white pill that had been squeezed out. It was hollow inside, and a strange and undetectable aura was vaguely covered by the corpse energy in the tomb.

"Boy... I... underestimate you..."

The trembling of the fat ghost's body eased a little, but it was still a look of pain.

Yang Fan sighed inwardly. After all, the other party was a strong man in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Even though he had already set up such a poison plan, planted poison in the other party's body and triggered the most terrifying poison, he still could not kill the fat ghost.

"Boy... the 'Xuanyin Demonic Skill' of this Taoist ' has to fail because of your existence..."

A ray of sinister light shot out from the fat ghost's eyes, and a powerful spiritual pressure suddenly rose from his body, which spread several feet in a radius, making Yang Fan and Hu Fei's oppressive face pale.

In an instant, he climbed from the Great Perfection of Concentration to the Foundation Establishment Stage, and his strength doubled. With the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage, he suppressed his virility and injuries in a short period of time, but he also gave the price of six levels of mana for this.

"I won't do it yet!"

Yang Fan shouted loudly, and strongly used his magic power. He suddenly got up, pulled off the cracked vest on his body, skillfully injected his magic power, and threw it at the fat ghost beside him, but he retreated quickly.

At the same time, Hu Fei bounced up from the ground, and the red spiritual weapon in his hand "buzzed", injecting a large amount of purple lightning.

The fat ghost sneered, leaned his fingers a little, and a gray light flashed, shattering the vest.

boom!

Suddenly, powerful lightning, flames, and ice flowers burst out from the cracked vest, which instantly submerged the fat ghost path.

But Yang Fan was prepared to pounce on the ground and rolled to the distance.

The vest was carrying dozens of first-level talismans with powerful attack power, and suddenly exploded. How terrible is the power generated?

"ah!"

The fat ghost screamed, drowned by the explosion of various colors of light, and his whole face was blown up, making his flesh and blood blurred.

“Ah~~~~~~~”

For a moment, the fat ghost was frightened and furious, trembling all over, and almost ran away.
Chapter completed!