Chapter 633：

They are all looking up at Ye Fan in the sky.

They were praying.

I was praying that Ye Fan could defeat the Ugly Bull!

Able to kill powerful enemies!

Able to save this magnificent base city from the nightmare!

For everyone, Ye Fan is their last hope!

And all the demons and ghosts who were frightened by Ye Fan and the ugly aura, roared anxiously.

They yearn for the human beings in front of them.

However,

They were also terrified of the aura emanating from Ye Fan and Ugly Cow in the sky, as well as the life-and-death crisis and pressure brought to them!

The situation seemed strangely deadlocked.

However,

Ten thousand snakes above the clouds keenly saw the contrast between strengths and weaknesses.

Ten thousand snakes smiled evilly.

"This companion demon spirit has the ability equivalent to multiple possessions, which is really good!"

"However, the fluctuation of nine million demon spirits is far from enough!"

"Such strength can't beat a doomsday-level ugly bull with nearly 20 million demon spirit fluctuations!"

"Ye Fan, do you seem to end here?"

Wan She made a light conclusion.

However,

But his tongue began to lick his lips unconsciously.

In the dark golden vertical pupils, interest is not diminished, obviously expecting something faintly.

He always feels that Ye Fan, who can bring shock and surprise to himself every time, is far from simple.

High in the sky.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ye Fan kept breathing heavily.

His right hand holding the Soul Slasher was constantly trembling.

The palm of his palm was split apart by Ugly Bull's horrible fist, oozing wisps of blood, dripping down the blade of the Soul Slashing Blade!

"Cough cough cough--"

Ye Fan couldn't help but coughed a few times.

He swallowed a stream of sweet blood in his throat forcibly.

Ye Fan frowned, staring at the opposite side calmly, obviously teasing his ugly cow.

The Ugly Bull of the Eighth Sequence Doomsday is still too strong!

Ye Fan called up all the way.

Every time the soul-cutting knife collided with the fist of the earth-splitting bull demon, I felt a turbulent demon spirit and fist power coming from the knife!

This irresistible surging demon-gang boxing power, like a broken bamboo, went straight into Ye Fan's internal organs!

now,

He has suffered serious internal injuries!

A hundred meters away in the void.

The ugly cow stood calmly: "Ye Fan, the gap between you and me is really too big!"

"Don't struggle, just follow me!"

Chou Niu looked at the crowd in the base city below, and smiled coldly: "Let's do it!"

"If you obediently follow me!"

"I won't kill them!"

"Otherwise, these million monsters and ghosts are very hungry!"

The voice of the ugly cow shook all directions.

The sky and the ground are all clearly audible.

Everyone on the ground opened their eyes wide, and felt the shadow of death enshrouded in their hearts.

They saw Ye Fan's trembling palm and body, as well as the red blood dripping from the tip of his knife.

In their hearts, hope is slowly dying out.

They all know that Ye Fan can't hold it anymore!

And the enemy on the opposite side is still using the lives of 10 million people in the entire Demon Capital to threaten Ye Fan to submit!

Chen Keman and Hua Yaqiu held each other's palms tightly.

They looked at Ye Fan, who was supporting alone in the sky, the circles of the eyes of both people were red, and their hearts were extremely sour and painful.

Ling Qiang supported his severely injured body and tried to stand up, but fell to the ground weakly.

The corner of He Yunfei's mouth was filled with blood.

He roared loudly: "Enough, Ye Fan!"

"Let's go!!"

"Go--"

He Yunfei's voice spread everywhere.