I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

Zhou Fan was not surprised that these two knew about cultivators.

Since he came to this abandoned factory, he has paid attention to these two people. Zhou Fan noticed an extremely gloomy atmosphere in them.

This breath is even colder than the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, and it is icy cold.

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

However, Zhou Fan did not 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 path of Taoism, becoming a master in the realm of heaven.

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

Judging from the aura emanating from the bodies of these two people, it is clear that they have reached the realm of immortals, and they are in the late immortal realm, and their cultivation realm is two small levels higher than Zhou Fan.

Of course, this did not necessarily mean that Zhou Fan was defeated by the two. After all, Zhou Fan practiced the eighty-nine profound arts, and he also had the samadhi true fire to protect his body.

"Let me see if the two of you can protect him." Zhou Fan's eyes were cold, his fingers slowly clasped together, and an explosive force quietly bloomed on his fist.

"Strong Bull Demon Fist, Bull Demon Kills Sky Horns!"

Above the fist, a real black bull was formed, with huge horns that seemed to be able to pierce the sky.

Zhou Fan threw a punch, and the black bull roared, facing the storm, rushing towards the man in black robe.

The two men in black robes did not dare to be scornful. From the huge horns of the bull, they sensed a deadly threat. If they could not resist, they might be injured or even die.

"Let's shoot together." The black-robed man snorted softly, and black magic light radiated from their bodies.

"Black Demon Mirror, Black Demon Fist Seal!"

The rich black demonic energy gathered in front of them, and a fist made of demonic energy suddenly formed.

The fist is incomparably dark with the body, and the magic lines are entwined, cold and evil, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Is this their power?" Jin Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the power erupted by the two black-robed men. Such power could be called ghosts and gods, and he couldn't believe that he couldn't kill Zhou Fan.

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

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

In the face of the black magic fist that broke out from the man in black robe, Zhou Fan's expression remained unmoved, but there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"People from the Demon Sect, these two actually come from the Demon Sect!"

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

Zhou Fan doesn't have any good feelings for the people of the Demon Sect. They are born with a slaughter heart, bloodthirsty, and everyone gets them and kills them.

"Since you're from the Demon Sect, then you...you should all be damned!" Zhou Fan's eyes were incomparably cold, and he commanded that the black bull was faster.

call out!

The black bullock slammed hard on the black fist marks.

And although the black fist mark looks terrifying, it didn't resist for long, and it burst into pieces, turning into strands of demonic energy, and then, the demonic energy was shattered by the fist force.

After being blocked by the black fist marks, the power of the bullock was also weakened a lot, only less than one-tenth of the original.

However, it still exudes a fierce aura, rushing towards the black-robed man.

puff!

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

And under the black robes, they looked horrified!

After walking the rivers and lakes for many years, they have encountered many cultivators, 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 looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, actually had such a profound cultivation of fist strength, so punching strength, even if the two of them worked together to mobilize the black magic mirror, they would not be an opponent.

This made them stunned. They had to know that their realm was two small realms higher than Zhou Fan's. Together, they could not gain the slightest advantage.

"Black Demon Mirror, Black Demon Body Shield!"

The black-robed man's voice was hoarse, like grinding his teeth, which made people panic, but there was a strong demonic energy that gushed out from their bodies, forming a black mask outside their bodies.

Above the mask, black magic lines are densely covered, exuding a sense of indestructibility.

boom!

The remaining fist strength slammed on the mask, and suddenly, an energy shock swept towards the surrounding frantically.

what!

The 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 horrified, and they stepped back, for fear of being swept away by this energy.

"Is this still the power of human beings?" Everyone's hearts were maddened. The power of this level has exceeded their understanding of ordinary people. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would not have believed that someone could be so powerful. kind of degree.

This is simply more martial arts drama than martial arts drama!

boom!

With a strong roar, the remaining fist energy and the black magic mask shattered at the same time, the energy swept through the room, and bombarded Zhou Fan and the two black-robed men.

puff!

Zhou Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was slightly sluggish. Although his cultivation base was slightly lower than the two of them, his combat power was exceptionally strong. This was the increase brought about by the cultivation technique.

And the two black-robed demon cultivators were equally embarrassed, and the clothes that shrouded them were shattered, revealing two lean men.

The two men had deep eye sockets, a touch of gray in their eyes, high cheekbones, and black lips, making them look like corpses.

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

"Yeah, it's been many years." Another cultivator responded, "But this is interesting, this little guy has such a high level of cultivation, if we absorb his flesh and blood, we will definitely be able to step into the realm of the real fairy. ."

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

The two of them looked at each other, and there was a touch of spiciness in the gray-white eyes. The palms slapped heavily on their chests, black blood spurted out, and the fingers formed a seal like lightning.

"Black Magic Mirror, blood sacrifice!"