As soon as the blood mist filled, this piece of the robbery platform was blocked, and for a while, the people outside couldn't see anything clearly, and many people exclaimed, what is going on?

"Huh?" Yanyang Dao and Zuo Qingcheng wrinkled their eyebrows, what is Xu Ziqing doing?

Isn't this going to give them a look?

Of course, Chen Fan pulled into this piece of blood mist, and he really didn't mean to let them see it clearly, and no matter how hard Zuo Qingcheng and Yanyang Dao people tried, through their perspectives, they could only barely penetrate some blood mist, and see the two vague shadows in this blood mist before fighting.

More of it, you can't see it at all.

The Mixed Yuan Saint Son slowly became afraid, there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he reached out and wiped it, and looked around indifferently.

Right now, he has been pulled into this piece of blood mist, he can't see anything, and as far as he can see, Chen Fan's figure has completely disappeared, but he can clearly perceive that not far from him, that shadow is lurking there, staring at him with cold eyes.

Of course, Chen Fan's shadow hibernated, and he didn't mean to avoid him at all, but just observed him coldly.

Suddenly pulled into such a space, the Mixed Yuan Holy Son stood in place without hurrying, and looked around coldly.

What about people?

After a long time, there was silence, and suddenly, a figure moved.

The Mixed Yuan Holy Son took his hands behind his back, and opened his eyes violently, and a dazzling light shot out of his eyes, and as soon as he turned around, he roared, and a shot stabbed towards the darkness.

From there, a poisonous sword stabbed out, and the blades of the two collided together, and there was a sound of fire splashing in an instant, and the two retreated together, and Chen Fan disappeared without a trace again.

Pressure, tremendous pressure.

I couldn't see Chen Fan at all, and I couldn't feel Chen Fan's breathing, Chen Fan's whole person was already hidden in the dark, and he couldn't see anything, and Chen Fan's indifferent eyes still fell on him.

For another person, it would be estimated that they are already short of breath and flustered.

But the Mixed Yuan Holy Son didn't, he just breathed steadily and stood in place coldly.

Buzzed, an extreme light was torn apart at once, this was a golden light, so that the blood-colored light around it all faded out, and the Mixed Yuan Holy Son turned his head violently, and he could clearly see Chen Fan's figure.

"Finally stopped hiding?" opened his eyes, and the Mixed Yuan Holy Son said in a hoarse voice, without a trace of expression on his face.

Chen Fan's Taishang Chapter has been operated to the extreme, Xuanying's breath has spread mightily, reaching the Xuanying Stage, Chen Fan's Taishang Chapter has also reached a spatial height, stepping forward, the golden light from Chen Fan's body has already spread out like a wave, mighty and mighty, one step forward, a huge golden figure appeared from behind Chen Fan, and a huge palm has been raised.

At his feet, the golden array was hundreds of meters away, and it spread out and shot straight ahead.

Boom, a wave rolls, suffocating people's breath.

"Die!"

The pupils of the Mixed Yuan Saint Son couldn't help but shrink suddenly, what kind of power is this? Although he had tried his best to restrain it, he could still feel a trace of fear on his face.

Bang, the forces of the two sides collided fiercely, and the whole person of the Mixed Yuan Holy Son flew out upside down, he protected his arms in front of him, and was smashed by Chen Fan angrily, his feet were rooted in the ground, and the person slid out hundreds of meters away!

In the end, he was able to stop his body, "Wow", a mouthful, a mouthful of blood vomited on the ground, and the face of the Mixed Yuan Holy Son was a trace of horror.

The blood at the corner of his mouth was dripping on the ground drop by drop, and the man was bathed in golden light, and walked out step by step, completely a golden god of war.

"Stand up. Chen Fan said lightly, "I know you still have hole cards that haven't come out, come, don't keep your hands." Chen Fanxuan copied the battle flag and held it in his hand.

"In the face of me, you won't have room to keep your hole cards!"

。。。

The people outside the blood mist were as quiet as death, and from their point of view, they could only see this blood-colored mist churning wildly just now, but in fact, they couldn't see anything.

Chen Fan used this blood mist to block the Mixed Yuan Holy Son, in fact, it was also for his good.

Chen Fan admired this Mixed Yuan Holy Son more, once he was defeated, Chen Fan actually didn't want to be seen by others.

Just let this ending, just let the two of them know.

However, the gaze of the old man Yanyang and Zuo Qingcheng had a huge penetrating power, although they couldn't really see what was happening in the blood mist, but they could be sure that in this blood mist, the two of them had a violent collision just now, and one of them flew out upside down!

Who is it, Xu Ziqing?

"What's going on here, how could the True Yuan fluctuation just now be so violent, I even feel a hint of the taste of the middle stage of the Xuan Infant, is it so terrifying?"

"Could it be this Xu Ziqing who is going to fall? I'll just say that with the strength of this Xu Ziqing, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of the Mixed Yuan Holy Son!"

"By doing this, he is bringing humiliation upon himself!"

Everybody's gossiping.

Chen Fan didn't say anything in the end, and returned his gaze to this blood mist, in the blood mist, after the two of them fought to the death, the Mixed Yuan Holy Son slowly stood up, took a deep breath, and looked at Chen Fan, his eyes faded again, and there was no trace of temperature, "You are really strong." ”

He reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I'm very happy with you."

"There's no next time, though. ”

As he spoke, the speed of this seal was dazzling, making Chen Fan almost invisible, and in the end, he stretched out his hand and pushed, and a mysterious and mysterious power spread from his body, and after a while, a trace of terrifying aura rose.

The body of the Mixed Yuan Holy Son began to blur, and some sense of chaos permeated from his body.

It's as if his whole person is a "chaos!"

"Chaotic Body?" Chen Fan was shocked, this time he was really shocked, in ancient times, the world's strongest physique would not be the body of Xuanyang, the immortal body, but it must be this chaotic body!

Under the chaos, the world's first physique, born in the era of chaos, was born in the Great Dao fit.

Under this kind of physique, Xuanyang's body can't withstand a punch!

"Not true. Chen Fan was shocked at first, and then shook his head, the Chaos Yuan Holy Son didn't have such a ability, the Chaos Body had been extinct for countless years, and since the Second Mythological Era, there has been no more since Ragnarok.

Besides, the people of the Chaos Body heard that once they were born, they were born holy, and the first thing they were born in was the realm of real people!

How can this hybrid body have this ability?