Bright Moon State, above the void.
True God Mingluo looked at Yang Fan with an incredulous expression, only feeling that he had auditory hallucinations in both ears.
What did he hear, such a young man who has no hair growing evenly, actually said that he would loosen his bones and muscles for this true god supreme.
Male Gobi’s is that the original god has not been born for a long time, can not keep up with the trend, or the world has become so crazy.
Next second...
The corner of True God Mingluo's mouth cracked, and a cruel smile crossed, "Junior, I hope your bones are as sharp as your tongue."
"Boom~~~"
True God Mingluo waved his right arm, directly tore through the space, and grabbed Yang Fan with one claw.
Such an arrogant kid, killing him with just one blow, it is too cheap for him.
He couldn't survive, he couldn't survive, and Fang was his best destination.
"Leave this to yourself." Yang Fan sneered in disdain, fighting each other.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
In an instant, the Hongmeng Indestructible Body was urged to its extreme by Yang Fan. Not only that, the 412 rules, without any reservation, all broke out.
Although the surrounding space was already banned by the True God of Underworld, even the high-level true gods would not be able to detect the slightest abnormality unless they were close to thousands of miles nearby, but Yang Fan decided to fight quickly.
The True God Mingluo can be banned, and naturally it can also be lifted. If he escapes, what is waiting for him next is afraid that the Lord of the Underworld will be chased and killed.
An intermediate true god who is less than 150,000 years old, if he is immortal, the Lord of the Underworld will have trouble sleeping.
"Puffy~~~Puffy~~~Puffy~~~"
In all directions, the space of large ~ large ~ film could not withstand the violent coercion, it exploded like glass every inch.
"Ah~~~ how is this possible, how is it possible..." True God Mingluo's mouth was open, almost able to squeeze a goose egg, and his eyes almost fell out of his eye sockets. The breath actually gave him a sense of facing an intermediate true god, not an ordinary first-order intermediate true god.
After a Jiazi passed by, not only did Yang Fan control the number of laws, it reached a terrifying 412, and even the power of the flesh shell increased a lot.
Although Yang Fan has not practiced hard in retreat over the years, it does not mean that he is not cultivating.
In fact, he was refining divine tools and practicing the Nine Ranks of Gods and Demons tactics all the time.
It's just that compared to Yang Fan's initiative to refine the artifact, relying on the Nine Ranks Divine Demon Art to operate on its own, the efficiency of refining the artifact is much lower.
But even so, sixty years later, Yang Fan has also refined five low-grade low-level artifacts.
And a low-level artifact can almost increase Yang Fan's power of two levels of the Little Thousand Worlds, and five low-level artifacts, that is, the power of one Little Thousand Worlds, make Yang Fan's pure flesh-shell power reach the power of six Little Thousand Worlds.
With all his strength to urge Hongmeng and the media, coupled with the blessing of the 412 principles, the horror of Yang Fan's power at this moment has already surpassed the power of 20,000 small thousand worlds.
This power is not weak among the many first-tier intermediate true gods.
At this moment, let Yang Fan break through the 32nd floor of the Cangyue Battle Tower, and Yang Fan has the confidence to grind to death the nine great shadows.
It's too late to say, then soon.
"Boom~~~"
Yang Fan hit the right paw of True God Underworld with a fist.
The terrifying energy frenzy seemed to overturn the entire world.
In all directions, countless mushroom clouds steamed up, as if the end of the world had come.
"Ah, puff~~~" The true god of Mingluo looked up to the sky and spewed out a big mouthful of blood, and the whole person quickly retreated, and on the body, it was shaken out and criss-crossed, shocking, scary cracks like spider webs.
"Chih~~~ Chih~~~ Chih~~~"
The terrifying indestructible power of the Magnificence continuously destroys the divine body of True God Underworld, making the divine body of True God Underworld difficult to repair in a short time, and coughing up blood.
He didn’t even think that Yang Fan still had the power of resistance. At the beginning, he only used a trace of power. He had not even mobilized one thousandth of the world’s power. In his opinion, it was less than 200,000. It is not a matter of grasping how much talents young people can have.
When he truly realizes Yang Fan's horror and wants to explode his full power, there will be no time.
With just one blow, the true god Mingluo was hit hard by Yang Fan.
Yang Fan's body moved, gaining power and not forgiving, directly tore through the space, and slaughtered towards the true god Mingluo.
"Death to this seat."
"Boom~~~"
Yang Fan blasted out with a punch again, sweeping the wasteland, covering the world, devouring the common people, and obliterating everything.
"Roar~~~Netherworld Ghost Spear, kill this one."
A black light flashed, and the best low-level artifact—Netherworld Ghost Spear appeared in the hands of True God Underworld.
The gun shoots out like a dragon, smashes the vacuum, and destroys everything.
Facing the ghost spear, Yang Fan didn't mean to retreat in the slightest, and the speed of his right fist did not decrease, and he continued to bombard.
"Junior, you are looking for death..." A flash of excitement flashed in the eyes of True God Mingluo, his ghost spear, but the super low-level artifact, sharp and unparalleled, actually dared to use his own body to directly shake him. The ghost of ghost spear is completely looking for death.
Do you really think you are a bunch of barbarians from the Witch Clan, and the Witch Body is invincible
"Bang~~~"
Yang Fan banged his fist on the tip of the gun.
In an instant, the true face of Mingluo suddenly changed. In his eyes, there was horror and panic that could not be concealed.
"Ah, puff~~~ how could this be..."
The incident that he expected that a shot pierced Yang Fan's right arm did not appear. On the contrary, his ghost spear made waves of sorrow, and even vaguely, traces of cracks could be seen.
His Nether Ghost Spear is the best low-level artifact, unless it is an intermediate artifact, it is possible that his Nether Ghost Spear will be hit hard.
Could it be that the flesh of Yang Fan's child is comparable to an intermediate artifact.
How could there be such a monster in the world.
He... Is he really less than 200,000 years old? Isn't it an old monster disguised
at this time... ...
Yang Fan moved his body and bullied himself up again, dancing with his fists, beating again and again, pressing every inch of it.
Each punch surpasses the power of 20,000 small thousand worlds, and each blow explodes his own power to the extreme.
Taking advantage of his illness, killing him, directly beat Mingluo to death.
"Get out, get out of my god!"
True God Mingluo swung the Netherworld Ghost Spear quickly, bringing up the shadow of the spear, and resisting Yang Fan's attack.
It’s just that he was hit hard by Yang Fan because he despised Yang Fan. In addition, he was injured by the artifact of his life—Netherworld’s Ghost Spear. He was backlashed, and even more injuries. Ten layers of combat power, unable to display five layers. , Compared to those thirty-one battle shadows on the Cangyue Tower, it was not much stronger.
Soon, the true god Mingluo was violently beaten by Yang Fan, with only the power of parrying, without the slightest power to fight back.
"Bang~~~bang~~~bang~~~"
"Dead~~~Dead~~~Dead~~~"
Yang Fan's expression is terrifying, and his fists are like violent storms.
"No, if this goes on, this god has to be planted in this little hand." Anxiety flashed in the eyes of True God Mingluo. He would lose if he stayed for a long time. Under Yang Fan's crazy attack, his injuries were getting more and more serious. Even the Netherworld Ghost Spear, the natal artifact, is already full of cracks, and it seems that it may be completely broken at any time.
"Go, you must go right away."
Suddenly, a touch of determination flashed in the eyes of True God Mingluo.
"Boom~~~"
True God Mingluo's body aura rose rapidly, and even surpassed his peak period, faintly possessing a somewhat intermediate true god's power.
At this time of life and death, True God Underworld finally used the forbidden technique of their Underworld family to forcibly enhance his power.
As for the side effects of doing so, he has already ignored so many.
If he continues to stay, he is afraid that he will lose his life.
No matter how bad the side effects are, that will be the future.
"Go away to Laozi..." With a loud shout, True God Mingluo forced Yang Fan back.
"Boom~~~"
The speed soared to the extreme all of a sudden, True God Mingluo looked in one direction and pierced through the air.
"Bang~~~"
One thousandth of an instant, a heavy collision sounded, and True God Mingluo flew back upside down.
"Damn it, why forgot the imaginary Mingzhu..." A flash of despair flashed in the eyes of the true god Mingluo. He never expected that the virtual Mingzhu that he had borrowed for the sake of safety and paying a high price would become his own life-giving talisman. .
"Chih~~~ Chih~~~ Chih~~~"
True God Mingluo moved his hands together, and a series of mysterious patterns penetrated into the void, trying to unlock the restriction of the Xu Mingzhu.
"Hurry up, hurry up..."
But at this moment...
"kill!"
Yang Fan had already bullied himself again and directly interrupted True God Mingluo from performing the spell.
"Bastard, go..." True God Mingluo roared bitterly, his hand from the ghost spear resisted Yang Fan's attack.
After ten breaths.
"Bang~~~"
Nether Ghost Spear was finally overwhelmed and was completely blown by Yang Fan.
"Ah~~~Puff..." True God Mingluo spouted blood, and his breath became extremely sluggish.
The natal artifact was completely shattered, and the terrifying backlash almost caused his holy soul to collapse.
Almost at the same time, the side effects of using the forbidden technique also followed, and disasters never come singly.
At this moment, the breath of the true god Mingluo was weak, almost falling into the realm of the true god, and it was not much stronger than some top heavenly venerables.
"Okay! Everything ends here." Yang Fan's eyes flashed with excitement, and he directly pronounced the destiny of True God Mingluo.
A fourth-order low-level true god, this is a big gain. After swallowing and refining this underworld true god, the power of his own fleshy shell will at least explode several times, or even ten times, when the time comes, I am afraid that it will be a general second-level intermediate true god. , Will no longer be their opponents.
And as a veteran true god, how could his worth be worse.
All of this will become something in my own pocket. I am really a little excited to think about it.
"Boom~~~"
However, Yang Fan's hand movements were not slow, like an eagle catching a chicken, to catch the true god Mingluo.
"Ah~~~No..." True God Mingluo desperately resisted, but now, he is not much stronger than the top-level Heavenly Venerate. How can he resist Yang Fan? This is comparable to the horror of the intermediate true god. Weili.
"Pouch..."
True God Mingluo was caught by Yang Fan.
"Ah~~~Yang Fan, stop it, this god is the true god of the underworld family. If you dare to hurt this god, my underworld will never die with you..."