18, while women do not have this symptom. This has been the case for countless years, without exception."Upon hearing this, Alice was startled. Could there be such a case Was it a genetic disease pass..."Damn you, you destroyed my Demon Sect!"

Looking at the scene before him, Heiwuya was so enraged that his eyes were blazing with fury, his gaze filled with malice and hatred.

But as long as I live, the Demon Sect will not be extinguished, and there will surely be a day of rebuilding.

"As for you lot, I won't let any of you off. I will surely grind you all to pieces, flay your skin and pull out your sinews, so that you may never be reborn!"

This guy was clearly filled with hatred, spewing nothing but venomous words.

Ye Bufan looked at him with a cold smile: "You still want to rebuild the Demon Gate and take revenge You've thought too much. Today, you will die without a doubt!"

"Haha, you think you're worthy to kill this old man!"

Heiwu Aya acted recklessly, "Let alone this body wasn't mine originally, even if you destroyed this body, what then"

Back then, even so many tribulation transcendence peak cultivators couldn't kill me, you're no different!

You're overestimating them. Just because they can't kill you doesn't mean I can't.

You said I was born at the wrong time, but it's actually you who was. If you hadn't met me, you probably wouldn't have died yet.

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, his wrist flipped, and a silver needle that shimmered with cold light appeared in his palm.

You may not know this, but I am a doctor, the best kind there is. They call me the Medicine Immortal.

There is no ailment I cannot cure, nor any person I cannot kill. Whether you are a spirit or flesh and blood, once you fall into my hands, you will die without fail!

As soon as the words left his mouth, Ye Bufan's silver needle pierced Ye Tian's Baihui acupoint—the Seven Needles Soul-Extinguishing Technique.

"Ah!"

Heihei Wuya let out a shrill scream in pain. He never expected that the opponent could injure him while preserving his physical body.

Yè Búfán ignored him, the second needle, the third needle, consecutively inserting all seven silver needles.

"Ye's son, you wait for me! I will never let this slide. I will have my revenge!"

When Heiwuya finished speaking, a wisp of black smoke suddenly gushed out from Ye Tian's Dantian Palace. Afterward, it transformed into three strands and instantly disappeared into the three demonic artifacts.

It's obvious that this guy is using the same trick again, dividing his primordial spirit into three and hiding within the three magical artifacts.

This was also the confidence he had before daring to make a fuss. In his view, no one could have destroyed this artifact of the Three Realms a hundred years ago, and it's the same now.

As long as I can hide here, there will be a day when I see the light of day again.

All three Grand Gates disciples shook their heads slightly, apparently agreeing with this sentiment.

But Ye Bufan ignored him and reached out to take all the silver needles from atop Ye Tian's head.

"Brother Ye!"

Ye Tian's eyes gleamed with excitement, and he was completely clear-headed.

Hei Wuya's primordial spirit has already left, this physical body naturally belongs to him, including the previously achieved Demonic God Body.

It's no exaggeration to say that Heiwu Aya designed for a hundred years, paying a great price in the end, and it was all done for him.

Heiwu Aya naturally knew all this, three venomous voices simultaneously emanating from the three demonic artifacts.

"Kid, don't get too excited just yet, you know I'll get my revenge!"

"You old geezer, die!"

Lán Qīng's entire life had been spent in solitude, and with a roar he swung his treasured blade towards the Black Demon Sail.

With her current swordsmanship prowess and strength, this strike is enough to cleave mountains and rivers asunder. Even a mountain could be split in two by it.

He could effortlessly cleave through the black magic sails, yet did so silently, leaving not even a trace.

The onlookers all secretly gasped, truly wondering what level these three magic artifacts were at. To be so powerful was simply astounding.

"Hahaha, come on then! If you have the guts, kill this old man!"

Hei Wuya's three souls hidden within the magic weapon laughed arrogantly together.

"Don't worry, I'll make it happen right away!"

Ye Bufan reached out and grabbed the Black Devil Sail in his hand.

This thing feels soft in your hand, you can't tell what material it's made of at all, but it exudes a sense of ancient and desolate charm.

He extended his right hand, the Dragon Fang appearing in his palm. A golden beam shot toward the Black Demon Sail.

"Pfft!"

The Dragontooth Slash struck the Black Devil Sail, but only produced a 'poof' sound, still inflicting no damage.

"Aha, your blade is indeed quite good, but it still won't harm me..."

In the Black Devil Sails, Hei Wuya continuously provoked Ye Bufan's anger, as if this was the only way he could vent his inner frustration.

Ye Bufan ignored his provocation, a wisp of azure fire appearing at his fingertips.

"Since the hard way doesn't work, let's try the soft way."

With a flick of his finger, an alien flame instantly engulfed the black magic sail.

"This is alien fire!"

Heihei was startled. He hadn't expected this young man to have so many treasures on him.

"But so what, your alien fire is only blue and its level is still too low to hurt me!"

I felt it, and discovered that the strange fire was still unable to refine the Black Demon Sail. The black Wuya within it grew even more arrogant.

"Is that so Then try this one!"

Ye Bufan stretched out his hand, and the Tianlei Pearl flew into the air. A thick bolt of lightning struck down from the sky and smashed onto the Black Devil Sail with a resounding crack.

A rumbling thunder echoed, lightning flashed, but the result wasn't significant. The Black Devil Sails remained lying quietly on the ground, seemingly unscathed.

"Hahaha… Now you know, don't you All your tricks are useless, you can't kill me."

Just wait, old man. The day I'm reborn, I will surely dismember you into a thousand pieces, including everyone around you; none of them will survive.

The disciples of the Three Great Sects all shook their heads. They had experienced this scene before. Although Ye Bufan took out the strange fire and thunder, he was still unable to overcome the three great magic weapons.

Ye Bufan was also extremely furious, manipulating the Tianlei Bead to unleash another dozen bolts of thunder.

The result left a bottomless chasm in the ground, but the three magic weapons were unharmed.

"Hahaha, kid, I told you so! Your thunder is useless. Unless you have heavenly lightning, you can't hurt me…"

Heihei was another rant, laughing unrestrainedly.

But this time, Ye Bufan was not annoyed, instead a smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

“Thunder Thanks for reminding me.”

Hei Wuya was taken aback, realizing he had gotten carried away with his triumph and had let something slip.

But he didn't care, and continued to shout: "So what if I know You are just an insignificant ant. How could you possibly have a bolt from the blue"

"You're right, you're in luck. I happen to have one."

Ye Bufan finished speaking, his wrist flipped over, and a small gourd appeared in his hand. It was the Yulan gourd that Jin Meier had absorbed the heavenly thunder during her tribulation.

"Impossible, you're scaring me! How could you possibly have a bolt of heavenly lightning"

Heiwuya originally thought the other party was bluffing, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he saw the small gourd fly into the air, followed by a golden thunderbolt splitting the sky.

Compared to the lightning just released by Tianlei Zhu, this bolt of thunder was completely different, carrying the might of heaven and earth.

"Ah... It really is the Sky Thunder Bead, how… how could you possibly have it…"

Heiwuya screamed in terror, but the moment lightning struck the Black Devil Sail, his cries abruptly ceased.voicemail.Si Tu Changkong's face was full of anxiety: "This child, how come his phone is still turned off"In contrast, Andouquan seemed much more composed: "Old friend, you don't have to worry so much...