Emperor Shenshan, above.
"Pouch..."
The space was distorted, and a young man in black appeared suddenly.
It was Yang Fan who had been in retreat for more than a hundred years. After waiting for more than a month, the person he wanted to wait for finally arrived.
"Come out." Yang Fan's voice was flat, his eyes flashed, as if he could see through the falsehood and discover everything.
"What a master of evil spirits, he can actually find the trail of this seat, but he has some ability." A majestic voice rolled from all directions.
next moment... ... .
"Boom~~~"
A sky fire descended from the southwest, overwhelming the sky, and vaguely, there seemed to be a faint song lingering in it.
Soon a terrifying powerhouse came out of the fire that day. This is a strong middle-aged man with a bald head, a mysterious flame mark on the center of his eyebrows, and in his eyes, there are endless flame marks flashing, Na Wang ~ The breath of Shengruhai seems to overturn the entire world.
This bald man has an innate aura all over his body, as if everything is under his control. He is motionless like a mountain. Every inch of skin and every cell seems to have a world of flames. Burning, he is the god of fire who controls all the flames in the world, and people can't help but bow down to worship with just one glance.
"Hi... terrible, it's really terrible. If this bald-headed middle-aged man is willing, he can destroy the Emperor God Mountain and kill all of us with a single thought, Gurulu... Lord Go... Can he really beat him, Lord?" Unknowingly, an indescribable panic spread across the Emperor God Mountain.
The horror of this bald-headed middle-aged aura is a thousand times stronger than the previous Great Elder Fei Le Lai of the Nine Heavens Temple Yuxiao Temple, ten thousand times more than that, it is not a level at all, facing Na Fei Le, they can barely bring up a trace of courage. Fighting against one, but against this middle-aged man, they couldn't even rise to the will to resist.
Although the Lord suppressed the Holy King Fila for three and a half steps, whether they might beat this God of Fire, they really didn't have the slightest confidence in their hearts.
He is like the real god, so supreme and invincible.
Lord, don't have anything to do with you.
"Four Supremes of the Nine Heavens Temple-True King of Red Sun." Yang Fan glanced at the bald head lightly. Although he was asking, his tone was very affirmative. He could cultivate the way of flames to such a realm, and he was still a half-step saint. Wang, it was the trouble that came to him at this time. Except for the True King of Red Sun, the Fourth Supreme Heaven of the Nine Heavens Temple, Yang Fan could not think of a second person.
"Unexpectedly, you evil spirit junior still knows the name of this seat." A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of True King Chiyang. Since he became the supreme elder of the Nine Heavens Temple, he has not walked around the Origin Continent for tens of billions of years. They were all in secret realm retreats, and apart from those old monsters of the same time, almost no one knew of his existence, not to mention that Yang Fan was such an evil spirit outside the sky.
"Since you know the name of this seat, you understand the methods of this seat, obediently do nothing, and walk with this seat, so as not to suffer from that flesh and blood." The voice of the true king of Chiyang is so high, he did not regard Yang Fan as being at all. For the same level of power, Fei Le has just entered the three-step and half-step Saint King realm. Where can this Yang Fan child be strong, the six-and-a-half step Saint King is up to the sky.
However, Yang Fan seemed to have not heard the words of True King Chiyang at all. He turned his eyes and glanced towards the east, "If you don't come out yet, can I ask you to come out?"
"What? There are people?" True King Chiyang's complexion changed slightly, he didn't notice anything unusual at all, the power of the holy soul came out unconsciously and enveloped where Yang Fan was looking.
at this time... ...
"Pouch~~~"
There was a sudden twist in the void, and a man in white came out from it, his breath was plain, his appearance was very ordinary, at best he could only be said to be delicate, the only bright spot was the evil blood-red eyes.
"Damn it, it's the Demon God Palace killing the Demon God."
True King Chiyang's heart sank in an instant, and a deep jealousy flashed in his eyes. Things were a bit tricky. The second demon god who killed the demon god was also his old opponent, and even entered earlier than him. Nine half-steps in the realm of the holy king, fighting alone, he is not sure of winning, at most it is five to five.
No, this evil spirit Yang Fan and my Nine Heavens Temple are very important. Whether I can get a glimpse of the Holy King Realm depends on this Yang Fan. In any case, I will bring it back to the Temple.
But how did Yang Fan discover the trace of the Slaughter Demon God
You must know that even his nine half-step saint king hadn't discovered the whereabouts of the killing demon just now.
It should be that this junior has any perception-type artifacts that can detect whereabouts.
This saint king inheritance is really not simple.
"As expected to be able to kill the waste in the dark night, and to be able to find the traces of this seat, there are some ways." The Slaughter Demon looked at Yang Fan with interest, flashing with the joking of cats and mice.
It’s just that my heart is quite uneasy. I wanted to go straight to the emperor mountain to capture Yang Fan. However, he was still a step slower. The old man Chiyang actually arrived, and finally had to hide his way and prepare to let the two of them fight and lose. , And then he was sitting to reap the benefits of the fisherman. Yang Fan was born with the inheritance of the saint king, and even the inheritance of the top saint king. He is absolutely very human. Even if he loses to the old man, it will not be easy to deal with, but he did not expect. But Yang Fan broke the trail.
"What? Even the Night Demon God was folded in this junior's hands?"
Hearing that, True King Scarlet Sun shook again. Although the Dark Night Demon God has more than one cultivation base, he has the ability to hide his life in one hand, but it is rare in the world. If he wants to go, it is difficult to stay with a few seven and a half steps. Got him.
He actually fell in the hands of this evil spirit Yang Fan. Could it be that his strength has surpassed the seven and a half steps of the Saint King Realm
If this is the case, things are a little bit awkward. With his nine-step and half-step holy king, defeating a seven-step and half-step holy king is easy, but the seven and half-step holy kings and the nine half-step holy kings Wang Tong is a high-level half-step saint king, in the same position, and the gap between them is not heaven and earth, if the seven half-step saint king wants to go, he is not completely sure that he can keep him.
If you want to catch alive, the difficulty has skyrocketed.
But once you let Yang Fan get rid of him, it would be difficult to catch him again.
It can't be said that it can only be a killer, even if it hurts the inheritance, it is better than nothing.
at this time... ... ..
Yang Fan turned his eyes on True King Chiyang and the Slaughter Demon God, and said indifferently, "Since everything is here, this seat will send you on the road." The contempt of the voice is like talking about a trivial matter.
"What?" True King Chiyang and the Slaughter Demon God froze for a moment, couldn't believe their ears, but then they were angry. A junior with an unknown situation, really thought that there were some adventures, and they could do whatever they wanted
But before the two broke out, Yang Fan moved his right arm and dropped a palm.
"Boom~~~"
Yang Fan's white palms instantly swelled and swelled, turning into a terrifying hand that covered the sky and the sun.
Purple air lingers, mysterious and mysterious, obliterating everything.
With this palm, Yang Fan's fleshy shell strength did not retain a trace, and he burst out with all his strength. The strength was completely immeasurable. When a palm fell, the entire space above the Emperor God Mountain was fragmented and turned into dust.
Fortunately, Emperor Shenshan has long been built into a copper wall and iron wall under the consolidation of countless top mages in the western mainland. It may not be able to stop Yang Fan's frontal attack, but some palm strength is still not a big problem.
"Ah, how is this possible..."
Regardless of whether it is the True King of Red Sun or the Slaughter Demon God’s complexion, his face is unbelievable, and an unspeakable horror flashes through the depths of his pupils. The palm of his hand gives them the feeling that they are facing their second brother ( The first demon god) is normal, but the second supreme of the Nine Heavens Temple and the first demon god of the Demon Palace are both intermediate half-step holy kings, and they are not ordinary ten half-step holy kings. They have successfully understood the eleven holy ones. The rule of kings.
"Old Chi Yang, join hands."
"it is good!"
True King Chiyang is also a determined person. At this moment, it doesn't matter whether their Nine Heavens Temple is hostile to the Demon God's Palace. Only if the two of them work together, there is a glimmer of life.
"The killing and blood began."
"Boom~~~"
A terrifying river of blood suddenly rose from the head of the Slaughter Demon God and straddled the Nine Sky Star River, which stretched for thousands of miles.
Ghosts cry and howling wolves, the waves of blood are rolling, corroding everything.
"Blood Demon God, kill."
"Puff~~~Puff~~~Puff~~~"
A deity's breath is no less than Fei Le's bloody color ~ the devil is like a bubble, emerging from the river of blood of killing, the number is huge, no less than a hundred.
"Younger Yang Fan, you are not qualified enough if you want the life of this seat."
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of True King Chiyang, and the whole person swelled rapidly, and in an instant, it turned into a terrifying giant that is as high as one million meters. A round of brilliant sun transpires behind him, like the sun above him. God rules the world.
Vaguely, it seems to be able to see countless world creatures singing and worshipping prayerfully in that big day.
"Red Dragon Halberd, kill."
"Boom~~~"
A terrifying red light, like a divine beast Chilong cut through the void, rushing towards the big hand that covered the sky that fell from the sky.
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: New Year's Eve is coming, there are a lot of things, and a little bit of updates. Looking at the big guy Haihan, I owe a more. Xiaoyao strives to make up on Sunday. I am extremely sorry.