The strongest collapse system

Chapter 545
"Hahaha……"

The King of Golden Horn burst into laughter when he saw the plantain fan playing, and fanned harder.

The flames became hotter and hotter, and the entire mesa turned into a sea of ​​flames, like a scorching hell, with magma rolling everywhere and flames soaring.

"enough!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded from the side, attracting King Jin Horn's attention.

The King of Golden Horn stared intently, saw this person's appearance clearly, and hatred immediately burst out from his big eyes: "Wang Fan, you dare to come back!"

It was Wang Fan who came.

When King Golden Horn saw him, he thought of his dead brother, stopped talking nonsense, and pointed the banana fan at Wang Fan, fanning it frantically, again and again.

The five-element flames all over the sky surrounded Wang Fan, the air was crackling, the light became distorted and blurred under the influence of high temperature, and the void seemed to be burned and collapsed.

"how is this possible?"

The Golden Horn King suddenly opened his eyes wide, trembling all over, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Because he discovered that the five-element spiritual fire from the plantain fan had no effect on Wang Fan.Bathed in the flames, Wang Fan was unscathed, not even a single hair was scorched.

Flames surrounded Wang Fan's body, making him look like an ancient Vulcan coming to the world.

boom!
Wang Fan threw out his right fist suddenly, but it activated the holy fist.

Holy Fist, Xuan Yin!
A blast of ice was extremely cold, blowing out like a wind of profound ice that would never melt for thousands of years, and hit King Golden Horn's body.

Immediately, the Golden Horn King's body stopped moving.

The icy blue color invaded his body from the punch, making King Golden Horn feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar!

The body is frozen, the soul is frozen, and all the heating, heat, and magic power leave the body and evaporate.

There are even more illusions in front of him. The King of Golden Horn saw the boundless snowfield, the towering iceberg, lifeless, dead, cold, full of despair, the extreme cold made people completely crazy, the soul became dizzy, and the whole person seemed to be To become an eternal ice sculpture.

"What kind of spell is this, so weird?"

This idea suddenly flashed in King Golden Horn's mind, and he passed out immediately.

After a quarter of an hour.

The King of Golden Horn regained his sobriety, and found that he had been tied up by Wuhuada, unable to move.

He looked up, and his sight was blocked by a shadow, and he carefully distinguished that it was Zhu Bajie who had been received by him in the jade bottle.

At this moment, Zhu Bajie realized that King Jinjiao was awake, and immediately looked down on him, glaring at him.

What surprised King Golden Horn was that Zhu Bajie didn't immediately go forward to humiliate him, but looked in another direction.

"General Wang, this monster has woken up." Zhu Bajie said.

A young man with an ordinary face and dressed in sackcloth walked towards the Golden Horned King.

The King of Golden Horn instantly recognized the true identity of this person.

General of Demon Suppression, Wang Fan.

clatter!clatter!clatter!
Every time Wang Fan took a step, King Golden Horn's heart skipped a beat, feeling like a catastrophe was imminent.

Hey!
Finally, Wang Fan stopped in front of King Golden Horn.

"This is my jade purification bottle!" King Jinjiao's eyes were sharp, but he suddenly saw a jade bottle hanging on Wang Fan's waist.

"No, it's mine now!" Wang Fan smiled slightly.

"Hehe..." King Jinjiao sneered again and again.

Wang Fan's thoughts suddenly turned, and he had some guesses.

Snapped!
While King Golden Horn was sneering, Zhu Bajie punched him violently, making him dizzy, nearly fainted again.

"What are you doing?" After recovering with difficulty, King Jinjiao immediately glared at Bajie.

"Your laughter is so ugly!" Zhu Bajie shook his right palm, which was as big as a cattail fan, and said with a half-hearted smile.

King Golden Horn was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, but he had to suppress his anger.

The situation is stronger than people, he can only endure and wait for a turnaround.

"Where is that nine-tailed fox?" Wang Fan asked.

"It turns out that you were trying to hide the golden rope." King Jinjiao understood Wang Fan's plan with a heartbeat.

Now Wang Fan has seized the jade bottle, plantain fan, and two seven-star swords, but the purple-gold-red gourd and the golden rope are still missing.

The purple-gold-red gourd broke through the void and escaped without a trace. Wang Fan couldn't make up his mind, so he had to set his target on the golden rope.

"You have to give up on this. I won't reveal my mother's hiding place!" King Golden Horn said solemnly.

Wang Fan was silent for a moment, then he drew his sword in his hand and stabbed towards King Jinjiao.

Stab it!

The Seven Star Sword pierced through his chest like lightning, piercing through the front chest and exiting from the back chest.

"Ah..." King Golden Horn screamed, sweating profusely.

The Seven Star Sword itself couldn't do much damage to him, what really made the King of Golden Horn extremely painful was the surge of magic power transmitted along the blade.

These magic powers were transmitted to his body along the blade, wreaking havoc in his body.

The tendons, internal organs, meridians, and acupoints were continuously destroyed by this magic power, and the soul was also violently impacted by this magic power.

The Golden Horn King had a feeling that he was about to lose his soul.

"Tell me, where is the nine-tailed demon fox?" Wang Fan asked again.

"Even if I die, I won't tell you!" King Golden Horn said, holding back the pain.

Wang Fan shook his head, and didn't say anything more, but suddenly strengthened the mana poured into the Seven Star Sword, and seven stars appeared on the sword immediately.

Streams of thin and thin sword energy exploded from the sword body, attacking King Golden Horn from the inside out.

"Ah..."

King Golden Horn's screams were much more tragic than before.

The screaming continued for a long time, but the King of Golden Horn still did not let go.

And Wang Fan didn't mean to stop at all.

"General Wang, if this continues, I'm afraid he's really going to die!" Zhu Bajie approached Wang Fandao with a cautious face.

"Since you can't ask, just die!" Wang Fan said calmly.

Zhu Bajie suddenly felt a burst of cold sweat coming out of his back, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and walked to the side to let the wind go, alert to potential dangerous factors.

The King of Golden Horn felt more and more pain, he became weaker and weaker, and his eyes became dizzy.

In the dimness, he saw countless scenes, all of which were the memories of his life.

"Returning to the light?" The King of Golden Horn was thinking in a daze, "That man is the master... wait a minute!"

The Golden Horn King suddenly woke up for a moment, and shouted, "Master, Master! Help me!"

"Is it really Taishang Laojun?" Wang Fan followed the gaze of the King of Golden Horn, and saw an old man with a crane bone and fairy wind standing in the sky.

It really is the Supreme Lord!

(End of this chapter)