Lingwu Great World.
The king of the gods, the King Wanlei and the eight saint kings were all dumbfounded, their faces dull, so unreal.
Won... Won, so is the master triumphant
This... This... This... I'm not dreaming, am I
That was a whole hundred powerful saint kings, not a hundred half-step saint kings, let alone some saints, so they were suppressed by the palm of one hand.
Is there anything more absurd than this in the world? If you don’t see it with your own eyes, who would believe and who would dare to believe
This power is more than enough to sweep the hundreds of circles around him, and how old their masters are, they are not long live when they are full of money.
Gurulu.... Cruel! It's really cruel!
Three-story boat.
Heavenly Witch Saint Child broke out in hysterical wailing, couldn't believe it, he really couldn't believe all this in front of him.
How could one's own guard team be defeated, it was an elite guard that was comparable to the top four heavenly kings.
In the Luohe Star Territory, where the Triple Heavenly Kings are almost rare, it is completely an invincible existence that pushes everything horizontally.
How could they be defeated, or be crushed so strongly without any suspense.
This is not true, it must not be true.
You must know that it is only a treasure left by Hongyu Tianzun in the realm of Saint King's Nine Heavens, and it is not a real Tianzun treasure. How could it be so terrifying
If a nine-fold heavenly saint king can easily create a five-fold heavenly saint king in just a few thousand years, then why he has only such a little cultivation level today.
His master, as a top witch king, a peerless power who can rival the demigod, is more than ten times stronger than the Hongyu Saint King of the year.
In the stars.
Yang Fan's complexion remained unchanged, as if he had done a trivial thing. A group of aphids who were not even the Four Heavenly Kings, if he couldn't suppress it, then he would have swallowed so many top holy medicines in vain, and he would be invincible. .
Next second...
Yang Fan turned his eyes, Sen Leng looked at Wu Shengzi that day.
"Boom~~~"
With a move of his right hand, Yang Fan directly tore through the space and headed towards Wu Shengzi that day.
Those subordinates of Saint Child of the Sky Witch should be killed, but the righteous master of Saint Child of the Sky Witch, Yang Fan will not let go.
In just a few thousand years, that day, the witch saint was promoted from a small and half saint to the first heaven saint king, and his subordinates have so many saint king powers. If he says that he has no big chances, big adventures, it is to kill Yang Fan. Don't believe it either.
If the Wu Shengzi does not die today, it will definitely become his confidant in the future.
How can he do it because his head is pinched by the door
"Ah, it's not good..." Tianwu Shengzi's expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't worry about shocking Yang Fan why he possessed such terrifying power.
For today's plan, it is the last word to keep your own life.
"Om~~~Om~~~Om~~~"
In an instant, the Heavenly Witch Saint Child created thousands of witchcraft barriers.
"Puffy~~~Puffy~~~Puffy~~~"
It's just that the Heavenly Witch Saint Son just proved the Taoist Witch King's cultivation base, and under Yang Fan's terrifying power that can rival the Five Heavenly Saint King, it is not much better than the humble aphid.
Those thousands of witchcraft enchantments were like paper, they were completely crushed and exploded without the slightest protection.
"Boom~~~"
The big hand covering the sky continued to be crushed, and the terrifying palm power seemed to crush the Heavenly Witch Saint Child into dregs.
"Ah~~~No..." Tianwu Shengzi burst out a desperate wailing, unwilling, he is really unwilling, with his talent and potential, it is compared to their witch clan gods. That is to say, it is a little inferior. As long as he does not fall, he will surpass his master in the future and prove the position of the demigod. It is only a matter of time. How can he fall here and fall into the hands of such a little thief.
God is not fair, God is not fair!
It's too late to say, then soon.
"Pouch~~~~"
The space in front of the Sky Witch Saint Child was rippling at a starting point, and a figure suddenly flashed.
This is a stalwart middle-aged man who is taller than ten feet tall, dressed in a suit of animal skin armor, and dominates the heavens with a strong breath. That is, the Flying Star Witch King who has almost reached the peak of the low-level Witch King is too far behind. There is no comparability in the slightest.
"Bang~~~~"
I saw that stalwart middle-aged waved a palm to shoot out, just like an ordinary person swatting a fly, there is no mysteriousness at all, but with such a mediocre palm, it easily blocked Yang Fan’s horror. one strike.
"Uncle Xing..." Seeing the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, the Heavenly Witch Saint Child immediately screamed, and his voice was filled with joy from the rest of his life.
The heart that mentioned the throat immediately became loose.
Uncle Xing is the next powerful warrior under his master. He has already set foot in the Intermediate Witch King Realm thousands of years ago. His combat power is so powerful that even among the five heavenly sage kings, he can be regarded as top-notch.
With him, he will be able to protect his safety, even a shame.
In an instant, the killing intent that had just retreated was steaming in his heart again.
"Uncle Xing, kill him, kill him for me... I want him to die, want him to die..." Tianwu Shengzi's voice was almost mad, almost, just a little bit, he died In the hands of this little beast.
"Junior, you are so courageous, you dare to take the initiative to my family..." Uncle Xing looked at Yang Fan coldly, and said indifferently, "You have not made a big mistake, so let me go immediately. People who are, and then catch them with their hands, this seat can also give you a happy..."
His facial expression was very proud, he looked down upon the sky, and did not put Yang Fan in his eyes.
It seems to be able to give Yang Fan a good time, that is already his great kindness.
"Catch it with your hands? Give me a happy one? It's up to you, it's really not ashamed!" There was a touch of disdain in Yang Fan's eyes. The strength of the person in front of him is the only one he has seen so far. It is very likely that he has the mid-five heavenly king's combat power, and even more. High, but how can he use real power, a combat power, so far, but he has not used even one ten thousandth.
"Stubbornly stubborn! Junior, you will know later, what is called death is also a luxury." Uncle Xing grinned, an ant who could step into the threshold of the fifth heavenly king, and dared to provoke him Xing Zhanwu. Wang, I don't know how to live or die.
Over the years, none of the ants like this have died in his hands, but there have been fifty or sixty.
Next second...
"Boom~~~"
Xing Zhan Witch King's momentum climbed wildly, infinitely higher.
Endless hurricanes, like cosmic storms, burst out from the pore cells of his body, sweeping across the starry sky of the universe.
His fleshy shell also starts to rise at the speed visible to the naked eye, ten zhang... one hundred zhang... one thousand zhang... ten thousand zhang... one hundred thousand zhang. .. ... millions of feet ... ....
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a terrifying giant with a height of tens of millions of feet, his whole body aura, violent anomaly, more than a hundredfold increase.
His whole body was covered with a layer of cyan hurricanes, tearing the sky and the earth, endless storms constantly rotating around him, graceful like a terrifying wind god who controls the cosmic storm.
next moment... ... .
The endless storm began to introvert and evolved into a mysterious hurricane armor, draped on his body, and the mysterious wind sacred pattern continued to flash on it.
Ordinary people seem to be immersed in the endless avenue of wind as soon as they take a glance, and they cannot extricate themselves.
"Junior, pay the price for your words." Witch King Xing Zhan opened his mouth like a sea of blood, and his voice sounded like a god roaring.
Under his feet, hurricanes were also steaming, and ancient witch patterns were looming.
"This power, um, has almost reached the realm of the high-level fifth heavenly holy king." Yang Fan squinted his eyes and flashed a glimmer of light, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes. As long as he was not the sixth heavenly holy king, Yang Fan would Fear of anyone.
Suddenly, a violent fighting intent rushed into Yang Fan's heart, and opponents were hard to find. With his current cultivation base, it is not so easy to find a well-matched opponent, especially in Tiannan Jiehe. Where resources are scarce, it is even more difficult.
"Oh, you can actually have a fighting spirit. This seat is a little underestimating you." A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of King Xing Zhanwu. At this moment, the ordinary low-level Five Heavenly Kings had already disappeared from the fighting spirit, panic. Anxiety is, but soon, that touch of astonishment was replaced by a faint glow, "Unfortunately, you shouldn't offend my young master. No one can save you in heaven or on earth."
The voice just fell.
"Boom~~~"
With the movement of King Xing Zhanwu's right arm, a palm was crushed towards Yang Fan.
With this palm, King Xing Zhan Witch King didn’t have too many hands left. Ten layers of power erupted, violent cosmic storms, destroying everything, and the horror of power seemed to be able to destroy a large primary world in one blow. It's desperate.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The sacred array of the Lingwu Great World Protector shook violently, as if it could not bear it, and the violent palm wind would be completely shattered in the next moment.
terrible! You know that Xing Zhan Wu Wang is far away from the Lingwu Great World, but it is a thousand light-years away.
If you are getting closer, I am afraid that the guardian circle has already been blown up.
In an instant, in the Lingwu Great World, the hearts of countless creatures suddenly mentioned their throats. Panic
This is definitely the greatest calamity of their Lingwu Great World. Once Supreme Yang Fan has something to do, will the Wu Shengzi let them go that day
They don't dare to gamble, let alone gamble.
The heavens bless the Supreme, and must overcome that powerful enemy.
Lord, you must win, you must win!