The Record of Breaking Demons and Cultivating Gods

"I don't care what kind of immortal you are!" Yang Ye said fiercely. The current was surging in the clouds floating on the beams. Yang Ye looked at it faintly, as if there was a woman hiding in the clouds. Suddenly, an arm shot out of the clouds. The hand was as skinny as firewood, and the skin wrapped around it was bloodless, and there were even bones leaking out in some places. If the roof was five or six meters high, then the arm would be at least four or five meters long. The arms snaked towards Yang Ye like poisonous snakes. This scene really scared him. While Yang Ye was distracted, Bo Wu made a seal with his left hand, and the copper coin sword in his right hand flew out like an arrow, directly pushing Yang Ye into the alchemy furnace. The alchemy furnace in the house looked big, but he didn't expect that the inner tank was even bottomless. Yang Ye felt that the size of the furnace was inconsistent with the outside world, and the fire in the furnace was blazing. As soon as he fell into the fire, Yang Ye felt that his whole body was already surrounded by flames. Yang Ye glared hatefully at Bo Wu, who was looking at him coldly from outside, and fell deeper into the furnace. *Cultivation theme dark style* This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.