Ancient Cang Chaos Domain, Wei Jiazu ~ land.
Wei Yuan, the ancestor of the Wei family, once again warned Yang Fan, hoping that Yang Fan would accept it as soon as he saw it. He took his top-grade Chaos Supreme Treasure Fantasy Pearl, and then retreated.
In this battle, to be honest, Wei Yuan didn't want to fight in his heart.
Although Yang Fan looks so shabby, not to mention the quasi-chaos artifact, even the top-level chaos treasure does not seem to be the best, and it is inferior to many Dzogchen chaos gods, let alone his quasi-intermediate chaos. God compared.
Moreover, he still has the convenience of location, combining two phases and one. This advantage is not that one plus one equals two. Wei Yuan has at least seven levels of assurance that he can beat Yang Fan, but even if he wins, what will happen, a middle-level Chaos God wants to go. , He is absolutely impossible, he can completely leave it behind.
At that time, there will be no other benefits other than forging them such a mortal enemy to the Wei family.
An intermediate chaos god, staring at him in the dark, just thinking about it makes people shudder.
Apart from him, the huge Wei family, including the two Dzogchen quasi-chaotic gods, were afraid to leave the ancestral land at will and walk in the ancient chaos realm.
Otherwise, once you encounter this Yang Fan, it will be a life of nine deaths.
At that time, he basically didn't think about being able to leave the ancestral land for a long time, leaving the ancient blue chaos domain, let alone going out of the ancient blue chaos circle, going out to find a breakthrough opportunity.
Without him as the Chaos God, relying on their Wei family's background, under a middle-level Chaos God, it would not last long.
The most important thing is that this middle-level Chaos God is like popping out of a crack in a rock. He doesn’t know his identity and background. He just wants to use his own way to heal his body and use his side. There is no way for him to contain him.
"kill!"
What responded to Wei Yuan was an icy "kill" word. What top-grade chaotic treasure-the magical bead, and his combat power, hardly helped much, and Yang Fan didn't need it.
The many quasi-chaotic gods of the Wei family, and even the ancestor of the Wei family, Wei Yuan, the chaotic god, were Yang Fan's target.
A quasi-intermediate chaos god, thirty quasi-chaos gods, and thousands of top cosmic gods, if they can be swept away, the cosmic god, Yang Fan can't guarantee that he will be able to break through, but a Dzogchen quasi-cosmic god is absolutely indispensable.
At that time, the huge Ancient Cang Chaos Domain, and also the middle-level Chaos God, the Ancient Cang Chaos God, could make him a little jealous.
Other Chaos Gods, even if they are quasi-intermediate Chaos Gods, even if they are invincible, they can get away calmly in their hands.
Really possess the ability to ramp up the ancient chaos circle.
Today, although he is powerful, he is still a little bit foolproof. Not to mention the ancient chaos god, he is the quasi-intermediate chaos god, and even the extreme chaos god. The town killed him.
"Damn it, I can't be without a temper."
The murderous flicker in Wei Yuan's eyes, the clay figurine still has three points of fire, let alone he is such a supreme chaos god who dominates the destiny of hundreds of millions of gods.
Having said all his good things, Yang Fan actually refused to give up. It was really deceiving people too much.
At this moment, the anger in Wei Yuan's heart was completely exploded, like a billions of volcanic eruptions, destroying all of Wei Yuan's sanity and fighting intent, rising from the top of his head and penetrating the chaos.
"If you want to fight, then fight!"
"Boom~~~"
The blade light flashed, and a dark golden ancient magic sword engraved with countless god patterns appeared in Wei Yuan's hand.
On the back of the knife, a wolf's head, hideous and terrifying, makes people daunting.
It seems that in the next second, the wolf head will break through from the magic sword, devouring the common people.
With a knife in his hand, Wei Yuan's momentum surged wildly, rising steadily, and he was not inferior to Yang Fan, the "middle-level" Chaos God.
Canglang Ancient Blade-a low-grade quasi-chaos artifact. Thirty million epochs before, Wei Yuan killed a Dzogchen quasi-chaos divine realm desolate ancient gray wolf. It was made by smelting thousands of treasures and treasures based on the bones of the wolf. , On the day the sword was made, the soul of the ridiculous ancient wolf was blocked in it, making the sword into the ranks of the lower-grade quasi-chaotic artifacts in one fell swoop.
After 30 million epochs, it has swallowed the essence and blood of countless gods, souls, and ancient blades of the gray wolf. It is even among the many low-grade quasi-chaotic artifacts, they are all considered high-quality artifacts.
"Die! Canglang Xiaoyue!"
"Boom~~~"
Cut out with a single knife, a terrifying gray wolf that was billions of light-years long whizzed past and swallowed everything.
The halberds collided, and the terrifying power seemed to burst the entire chaos.
"Puffy~~~Puffy~~~Puffy~~~"
Wei Jiazu ~ the guardian deity formation, there are horrible cracks that criss-cross the roads, stretching 100,000, and millions of light years.
That Wei Kun, the dignified extreme top cosmic god, and even the quasi-chaotic god was only a thin line apart, but before he could even make a scream, he was wiped out into dregs by the horrible wave of energy, and his body and spirit were wiped out.
terror!
This is the mighty power of the Chaos God, an ordinary Dzogchen quasi-Chaos God, who can only tremble in the distance, and has no qualifications to participate in the war.
You know, Wei Jiazu ~ the guardian deity formation, but Wei Yuan personally deployed it, enough to resist the attack of the low-level Chaos God.
Yang Fan's arms shook slightly, and the tiger's mouth faintly cracked, like golden blood of the size of a lake, dripping down continuously. On the other hand, Wei Yuan's right arm trembled slightly, but the tiger's mouth did not crack.
Obviously, this time with a hard shock, Yang Fan was slightly downwind.
The top-grade Chaos Supreme Treasure Void Town Demon God's Halberd is still a bit close. If he has a top-grade Chaos Supreme Treasure in his hand, Wei Yuan will suffer.
"Chaos God, it really is not easy."
Yang Fan's heart condensed, but he didn't have the slightest fear, but his fighting spirit soared.
When the cultivation base reached his realm, it was not so easy to find another evenly matched opponent.
Especially in the small chaotic circle with only one large chaotic domain like the ancient blue chaotic circle, it is even more difficult.
There are less than a hundred Chaos Gods in the Rong Cong, all of them are the masters of the dragons who see the head and the end, and they can be touched so casually.
Besides, for no reason, it is impossible for him to run into a Chaos God, so he would fight him and fight a fight.
"Long Yang turned around."
Yang Fan's whole body strength directly doubled, and his body moved, shattering the chaos, and then slashed towards Wei Yuan with a halberd.
"Good! Good! Good! Another halberd in this seat, Longyang second revolution!"
"Hahaha...Have fun! Really happy! Longyang Three Turns!"
"Forbidden magical powers, this bastard, is there any mistake..." Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and resisted Yang Fan's attack. What kind of hatred and resentment? Everyone has the same cultivation strength, and no one can really help it. For whom, the meaning of a fight is fine, and the use of taboo magical powers, as for it.
The higher the level of cultivation, the greater the price to pay for taboo supernatural powers.
Chaos gods like them rarely use taboo magical powers to fight unless they are really the immortal enemy.
This bastard, he doesn't play cards according to the cards at all!
"Die! Long Yang turns four!"
"Boom~~~"
Yang Fan's power has skyrocketed again, and the horror of power is faintly chasing the high-level Chaos God.
With a halberd, Wei Yuan, who was almost slashed, shot the Canglang Ancient Blade out of his hand.
Wei Jiazu ~ Earth, Tianwei Shenshan.
"Ah... no... how could this be?"
"I... .. I read that right? Old ancestor... Old ancestor, he... he seems to be at a disadvantage?"
"No... How is this possible, how is it possible, the ancestor is the strongest, then how can Yang Fan be the opponent of the ancestor?"
The Wei family quasi-chaotic gods, the top cosmic gods were terrified, and their faces were unbelievable.
Even if it is the same Chaos God, it should be their ancestors who have the upper hand.
"The ancestor of the Wei family, show your hole cards, don't say that this seat didn't give you a chance."
Talking.
Long Yang's four turns once again increased by one turn, slashed out with a halberd, almost no weaker than the full blow of a high-level chaos god.
"bump... ... "
When the swords and halberds collided, the ancient gray wolf blade in Wei Yuan's hand almost flew out, and the stalwart divine body that was tens of millions of light-years high flew straight away!
"Damn it, bastard, this is what you forced me, forced me... Roar... Ancestor ~ the spirit of the earth, merge with my body!"