NOVEL NEXT Chapter 143: who is your boss
At this moment, Yin Qingyue's voice was no longer as cold and calm as before.
Full of shock.
and fear.
"What's wrong?" Lin Fan was stunned, walked over and kicked the fire with his foot: "Is there any problem with this fire?"
"Don't touch it!!!"
Yin Qingyue screamed to the breaking point.
"What's wrong?" Lin Fan looked at the fire curiously.
Seeing that Lin Fan didn't move the fire anymore, Yin Qingyue barely regained her sanity and said slowly, "Don't stay here."
"Leave here gently, open the door, and go out."
"Don't make too much noise."
Lin Fan was stunned.
"No, do you want me to die?"
Lin Fan was stunned, "Don't you know that even if I opened the door, these thugs would still kill me?"
Yin Qingyue was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said: "That's better than facing a high-level **** of death, right?"
As soon as this word comes out.
Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, looking at the fire as if he understood something: "Could this fire be..."
"It's what you think." Yin Qingyue said slowly: "This is Shenhuo."
"The fire of the **** of death."
"I should have thought of it long ago, I should have thought of it when I saw this temple that hasn't collapsed... That God of Death is not dead at all."
"Although the space shock I released at that time was extremely lethal, as the **** of death who knew the mystery of death, it just entered a state of suspended animation."
"This fire has not been completely extinguished, he just fell into a deep sleep and can wake up at any time."
Lin Fan looked at the fire that was flickering with sparks, and beads of sweat slowly dripped down his forehead.
The fire of the gods is immortal, and the gods are immortal.
A high deity fell asleep in front of him.
Still a high-ranking **** of death.
Coincidentally, in his own domain, there is also the death opponent of this **** of death...
Lin Fan thought for a while and started to unbutton his pants.
"Don't think about it, it's a big joke that a high-level **** of death can be quenched by your urine." Yin Qingyue lowered her voice subconsciously, "If you can't make it right, you will continue to urinate. , this **** of death will wake up immediately, and then you are ready to bear the wrath of the **** of death."
"And bad news for you."
"The **** of death can briefly resurrect dead believers into undead believers."
"At that time, those corpses outside the temple will come alive and become undead believers of the sixteenth order."
Lin Fan awkwardly re-fastened his waistband.
"Is there nothing you can do? You are the **** of space." Lin Fan muttered in his heart.
He really didn't want to go out.
But now it seems that it is not good to stay here or go out.
The best result is nothing more than awakening this **** of death, and everyone burns jade and stone together.
"I can't kill a **** of death now." Yin Qingyue said, and was silent for two seconds, "and I don't have the power to use space magic at all."
Lin Fan was silent.
The previous situation was very difficult.
Stay here and die.
To go out is to die.
Outside the black iron gate.
"Boy, come out quickly, I count dozens, and if I don't come out, I will do it." Zhao Tie's face was cold.
He also sensed that something was wrong now.
This kid won't find anything to deal with himself in it, right?
Zhang Xiaoying, who was tied up, scolded: "Hey, you bird man, three minutes have passed, and now only one minute has passed!"
"Unbelievable little man!"
"If you have the ability, let go of the Sa family, and the Sa family will fight you for 300 rounds!"
Zhao Tie glanced at Zhang Xiaoying disdainfully: "A ridiculous citizen of the Kingdom of God, don't you really think that there are rules in a chaotic place?"
"You don't even know what rules are."
"In this chaotic place, strength is the rule. Here, I am the rule."
"nineteen……"
Zhao Tie counted slowly.
Lin Fan took a deep breath.
"Fight!"
Unfastening the waistband of his trousers, he poured a bath of urine into the pile of divine fire.
The next moment, the divine fire that was originally just flickering with sparks suddenly burst into flames.
Lin Fan poured divine power into this urination.
Thirty thousand faith points.
A will, slowly awakening.
"...Three, two, one."
Lin Fan no longer hesitated, walked up the steps, grabbed the cold handle and pulled hard.
The divine pattern on the black iron gate gradually disappeared, and with the divine light, the heavy black iron gate slowly opened.
"Boy, you can figure it out." Zhao Tie sneered, pulled Lin Fan away, and rushed into the underground treasure.
But only a few seconds later, Zhao Tie walked out with a gloomy face.
"What's inside?"
Lin Fan's face was innocent, as if he was frightened: "I, after I went in, it was like this inside..."
Zhao Tie stared straight at Lin Fan, hehe smiled, "Good boy, if that's the case, don't blame me for being rude."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Tie held the huge pitch-black gun with one hand and pressed it against Lin Fan's forehead. Under the perfusion of divine power, blue light flickered.
A terrifying divine power is brewing.
And right now.
Two halos suddenly appeared on Zhao Tie's body, covering him up and down.
A sense of powerlessness suddenly emerged.
【weak】!
Zhao Tie was slightly taken aback by this sudden sense of powerlessness.
Right in between the lightning and flint.
Lin Fan stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Tie's gun holding hand, as if he was desperate to resist.
Zhao Tie didn't even bother to hide. As a middle-level **** of the tenth rank, it would be a joke if a demigod could move his gun.
"Good boy, I still want to resist." Zhao Tie was about to pull the trigger.
But as Lin Fan held his hand holding the gun, Zhao Tie's eyes suddenly became lost.
[Beat the first blow]!
"The opportunity is here!"
Lin Fan was holding the medium-sized divine weapon dagger he snatched from Little Wolf, and he was about to pierce Zhao Tie's heart directly.
But at the next moment.
"boom!"
The crisp gunshot sounded suddenly.
An azure divine light erupted from the muzzle.
A blue light flashed away, and it contained terrifying divine power.
Lin Fan's face was pale, and for a moment, he thought he was dead.
But then, Lin Fan's breathing stopped slightly.
In front of Zhao Tie, a small hole appeared on his forehead, and a trickle of blood mixed with white soy milk slowly flowed out.
Zhao Tie still had that sneer of disdain on his face, but the whole person had fallen to the ground stiffly and slowly.
At this moment, the whole place was silent.
Zhao Tie's younger brothers widened their eyes and looked at Lin Fan in disbelief.
"He, he killed the boss?"
"No, the boss is obviously holding a tenth-order gun, why is the boss who was shot..."
"Kill him and avenge the boss!"
But then, everyone stopped talking.
because.
Seven or eight figures slowly walked into the lounge.
Wearing a white cloak, it was out of tune with the thugs in front of him.
On the cloak, two bright red characters are shocking.
"order!"
Seeing these two big characters, the thugs who were still a little furious, instantly calmed down.
A place of chaos, without order.
And there is only one organization that can establish order in a chaotic place.
order meeting.
A huge organization entrenched at the core of the chaotic land~www.NovelMTL.com~ The **** hand club formed by these thugs, compared with the orderly club, is simply a child playing at home.
Lin Fan also subconsciously took a step back.
The seven or eight people in front of them all possessed a powerful aura.
"This kind of breath... is as tyrannical as the three big diamonds."
"All of them are middle-level gods of the twelfth rank!"
"The woman who took the lead is on a par with Huang Manjiang, even a little stronger... thirteenth-order, or even a middle-level **** of fourteenth-order!"
The woman in the lead was holding a blue hand cannon that was bigger than Zhao Tie's tenth-order magic gun. The azure light flashed in the gun's barrel. She glanced at Lin Fan indifferently, and then looked at the man who was surrounded by the younger brothers. Bloody hands will be the second master.
"Who is your boss? Come out."
The woman said lightly. _