If you want to kill them all, Ye Fan will not be able to catch them.

But if it is not killed, it is much easier to just cut off the connection between their control core and their bodies, making them unable to move. Now Ye Fan's holy power is enough to launch many incomplete third-level mystery attacks.

The second level mystery cannot completely cut off the connection between the puppet control center and body, but the third level mystery is the holy level mystery. It is not too easy to do this at this level of mystery attack.

Hearing Ye Fan's explanation, the emperors suddenly realized and their faces were filled with shame.

They vaguely felt...even if it was a seal, they probably couldn't do it. In the end, it would be difficult for Ye Fan.

Ye Fan asked them to take a break first to restore their vitality so as to deal with the next puppet, and then they sat down and began to recover their vitality.

He consumed a lot of energy in the seventh level bone tower, and his holy power was consumed completely. If he did not quickly restore his peak strength, he would probably be in danger without the trump card of Holy Power.

Soon, three hours passed and everyone opened their eyes at the same time.

This eighth floor is a huge arena, with a radius of ten miles. The ground is crystal clear, like a blue crystal, integrated, like a natural formation.

In the sky, there were thick and heavy dark clouds, lightning and thunder, thunder rolling, and the dark sky seemed to be pressing on the heads of the emperors.

The void is very hot, and the heat waves are rolling. Wherever the naked eye sees, the void is slightly twisting. This is also a very extreme environment.

Outside the arena, there was a sea of ​​magma that could not be seen at all. The red magma was boiling and rolling, magma bubbles exploded, and streaks of white air evaporated and floated upwards.

"What the hell is this?"

One emperor couldn't help but beat the drums, and the other emperors had no confidence. The evil puppets on the seventh level were still vivid in their minds. Can this eighth level be simple?

Suddenly, a tender and crisp voice came from behind the Emperor, stiff and cold without any emotion: "What the hell is this?"

Buzz!

The scalps of the emperors suddenly exploded, their bodies were cold and their bodies were stiff like sculptures.

Ye Fan's heart thumped and he turned around and looked around.

Behind them, a young man in a loose robe stood there. The young man looked only fourteen or five years old, with short black hair, very tender and handsome face, and his robe was a blue and white robe.
Chapter completed!