Chapter 162: Real Fire Burning Magic Pill

The black magic pill came toward Zhou Fan at a swift speed. If he was hit, even if Zhou Fan's strength reached the realm of heavenly immortals, he might not escape death.
It seemed that the ending was generally foreseen, and the two black-robed men breathed a sigh of relief.
With this trick, they have killed several ascetics of the same realm. Although Zhou Fan's combat effectiveness is terrifying, they still can't escape the end of death.
"Die, you are dead, your flesh and blood power will become the nourishment for us to step into the realm of real immortals!" The black robe man grinned.
Facing the bombarding magic pill, Zhou Fan took a deep breath and sank into his dantian.
In his dantian, the real fire of Samadhi quietly suspended, exuding boundless scorching power.
"I need your strength!" Zhou Fan whispered.
As if feeling Zhou Fan's call, the Samadhi True Fire trembling lightly, it turned into a crimson flame and dissipated.
When it appeared again, it was already in Zhou Fan's palm.
"The real fire of Samadhi, the real fire of burning magic pills!"
Zhou Fan flicked his finger, and the Samadhi really cremated into a stream of light, rushing towards the black magic pill.
"Hmph, nothing can stop the power of my magic pill. Although your flame is good, it's still a bit worse..." The black-robed man sneered, but before his laughter ended, he saw it in amazement. When the crimson flame touched the magic pill, it exploded with boundless scorching power, and the temperature was as if it could burn thousands of miles of blue sky and fall into the world.
That kind of power made them pale in shock, and their bodies couldn't help shaking.
Immediately afterwards, the crimson flame wrapped the magic pill in.
Chi Chi...
Although the magic pill is tough, it is based on the essence and blood of two major repairers, and contains the blood of dozens of thugs. It has the power to shatter the space, but it is still not enough under the burning of the samaya fire. , Just persisted for a while, and then disappeared, and even the power of the demon blood was purified.
Puff!
The Demon Blood Broken Kong Pill was purified, and the people in the black robe were implicated, and a mouthful of black blood spewed out like death.
And their aura quickly weakened, but after a while, they were extremely wilted. At this time, even a teenage child could easily kill them.
The crimson flame came in extremely fast, but when it was about to touch the top of their heads, it stopped abruptly.
"You lost!" Zhou Fan came calmly, looking at the black robe man and said calmly.
This is the first time he has used Samadhi True Fire to fight against the enemy, and his opponent is also not weak, and his strength has reached the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Together, he can be called invincible in the same realm.
Especially the Devil Blood Broken Kong Pill that they finally broke out was extremely powerful. If Zhou Fan didn't have the Samadhi Real Fire Body, he would have to pay a heavy price to fight the Devil Pill.
Fortunately, he won in the end.
"Tell me, where do you come from, and how many demonic cultivators are there?" Zhou Fan asked calmly, looking at the two of them.
"Hehe..." One of the people in black robes smiled. The laughter was like a drake crying, which was terrible.
"It turns out that you keep us alive because you want to know where our nest is."
"I'll tell you the truth, dreaming!"
As a magic gate, he naturally knew that every ascetic wanted to find the magic gate, but countless years passed, but no one found it.
Not to mention that he didn't know where the Demon Sect was, even if he knew it, he couldn't say it, otherwise once it was learned by the Demon Sect, even if they fled to the end of the world, the Demon Sect would not let them go.
Born in the magic gate, they know very well what cruel methods the magic gate possesses. If they disclose any information about the magic gate, their ending will be miserable.
"Don't say so, then go to death!" Zhou Fan looked calm, no longer hesitating, with a flick of his fingers, the red flame turned into a stream of light, and he immediately touched the two of them.
Under the real fire of Samadhi, the two people had no chance to fight back, and they vaporized directly, and both died.
Immediately afterwards, the real fire of Samadhi turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into Zhou Fan's abdomen.
Zhou Fan didn't have any intolerance after killing these two demon sect people, they deserve to die!
"Fan... Brother Fan, why are you so good?" Wen Ting asked in shock.
Before, she really thought that she was going to die, especially when the black-robed people broke out, the magic light that wiped out all vitality was even more frightening.
However, under the terrifying power of the black-robed man, Zhou Fan was still safe and sound. Instead, he was vaporized by Zhou Fan's crimson flame. How strong was Zhou Fan?
"Silly girl, this world is far more dangerous than what we see, especially those dark powers that we can't see, and they are always ready to destroy this world." Zhou Fan sighed, "Except for the dark powers." In this world, the power of justice still exists, and the power of justice unites to form a monastery, and I am a member of the monastery."
Zhou Fan didn't say anything about the Three Realms auction system. After all, this was too incredible and unacceptable.
However, Zhou Fan also revealed a little bit about justice and darkness. After all, he will live with Wen Ting in the future, and he cannot always guard against her.
"It turns out that Brother Fan is still a superhero." Wen Ting's eyes flashed with admiration. The girl didn't want her boyfriend to be able to greet herself with colorful clouds and become the princess everyone envied?
In her view, Zhou Fan is a superhero who can appear by her side in time when she is in trouble.
"Yes, I'm your superhero." Zhou Fan smiled, and lightly scratched Wen Ting's Qiong nose.
"Does it hurt?" Zhou Fan asked concerned about Wen Ting, who was suffering from scars.
"It doesn't hurt." Wen Ting smiled like a flower, although her skin was ragged, but as long as she could stay with Zhou Fan alive, she would be satisfied.
"It's just that I'm afraid this injury will leave scars, and then I'm afraid Brother Fan will not like me." Looking at the scars on her body, Wen Ting couldn't help but look slightly sad.
For girls, beauty is what they care about most. If there is a scar on the body, it is like a crack on the porcelain, which is always incomplete.
Especially she also knew that besides her, Zhou Fan also had a confidante, a Yan Shuimo whose appearance was not under her. Will Zhou Fan still love her as much as before?
she does not know.
"Silly girl, what are you thinking about, you forgot that I am a genius doctor, I can heal my uncle's leg injury, not to mention your skin injury." Zhou Fan smiled. "Besides, even if you become ugly, I love you."
"You have become an ugly monster. You are a big pig's hoof." Wen Ting smiled like a flower, forgetting the pain.
"Let's go back first." Zhou Fan picked up Wen Ting and walked out of the dilapidated factory.