Jing Jinhai walked out of the void, his face was calm, but his eyes were extremely puzzled.

The person in front of him didn't look like Nan Batian at all.

But with such strength, and the ability to recognize them, it seems that there is no one else except that guy.

"You, are you really Nan Batian?" Jing Jinhai narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's grandpa me!"

How could Fang Mo reveal his true identity? If that was the case, wouldn't he be exposed?

When the time comes, it will be up to the dragon to oppress people.

"Then, why are you still alive?" Jing Jinhai's face was full of doubts: "On that day, you have already died from breaking the meridians, could it be that you still have a hand?"

"Hehe, hahaha, hahahaha......" Fang Mo first sneered, then slowly turned into a mocking laugh, and finally he stopped smiling, glanced around with disdain and said, "Do you think that Lao Tzu will die so simply?

"I, Nan Batian, have already cultivated the Immortal Divine Skill, even if I die, I will still be resurrected with all my beards and shadows. ”

This is a madman.

Surely a madman.

It's kind of similar to that guy.

Could it be that the battle is rich in madmen?

Jing Jinhai's heart was shaken for a while, but then, he shot ruthlessly: "Crazy words, when has there ever been an immortal magic skill in the world?!"

Thundered!

At this moment, Fang Mo once again experienced the place of Jing Jinhai's ox fork.

If it was a train just now, then now Fang Mo feels like he has been hit by a high-speed train at full speed.

The chest is all shattered.

Are you going to die?

No!

Lao Tzu is invincible.

"Yes, you are invincible, now meditate on the disintegration of the Heavenly Demons, and then you can scare them to death!" The voice of the system appeared.

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, and then according to the system, he gently recited two incantations.

Then, under Jing Jinhai's incredulous gaze, he completely shattered, and then reunited together, turning into the appearance of being unharmed just now.

Apart from......

No clothes to wear.

"You, how did you do it?" At this time, Jing Jinhai had already changed his expression.

It was a burning expression.

He really didn't expect that this Nan Batian would have such a terrifying ability.

It's horrible.

Immortal magic, he must get this thing.

Think about it, how strong would he be if he didn't have to fear death in the future?

Jing Jinhai himself could not have predicted this.

"Hahahaha, isn't it?Lao Tzu won't tell you, this is my immortal magic skill, I'll fight again!" Fang Mo threw a punch like crazy.

At this moment.

Jing Jinhai wanted to test Fang Mo's strength.

However, his eyes soon widened.

Because Fang Mo's target was not him, but his only son.

"Oh my God!"

Jing Jinhai was furious, and with one hand, he slapped it like a sea of mountains.

It's a pity.

It's too late.

Fang Mo's fist had already smashed into Jing Huitian's head with great accuracy.

Hearing a click, this guy only had time to glance at his father, and the meaning flashed in his eyes, as if to say, Father, avenge me......

"Boom!"

At the same time that the other party died, Fang Mo was also hit by that terrifying palm.

Oops, this time it seems that I didn't read the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon, it's over, it's over, it's going to be over, no, no, no, I'm invincible!

Fang Mo's gaze quickly became firm, he turned his head disdainfully, and even punched the other party.

Bang!

His punch didn't bring much harm to Jing Jinhai, but he himself was blown up by a punch.

But then, he found that his body was recovering extremely quickly.

"What's going on?"

Fang Mo was asking the system.

"Actually, it's very simple, if you want to resurrect quickly, you have to chant the Heavenly Demon Disintegration, which is the most suitable auxiliary technique for the Immortal God Body. But, even if you don't read it, you can still survive. It's just, a little slower......" The voice of the system seems to be full of sympathy.

It took about a quarter of an hour for Fang Mo to notice his hands.

That's when he realized why the system was gloating so much.

Is this a fucking matter of time?

It's obviously the difference between heaven and earth!

In the middle of the battle, if you are caught by the other party, won't it be over?

When Jing Jinhai was grieving, Fang Mo regrouped very quickly, and then he smiled fiercely and shot at a few people around him, punching a child.

Bang, bang, bang!

At the same time that these people were shattered, Fang Mo's experience points also gained a great increase.

Not only that, but he also received a terrible boost in strength.

Meantime.

Jing Jinhai's gaze had changed from sadness to fiery: "You, you give me the immortal magic skill, I will let you live, as long as you can let my son live, I would rather be a dog of yours!"

Really, it's true!

If you can learn this thing, let alone be a dog, even if it's a barking dog, it's worth it.

Moreover, his own son may be resurrected.

"Are you stupid for me?"

Fang Mo sneered, and continued: "This thing, how could I teach it to you, let you come over and kill me again?" Hehehe, you guy with a bad brain, Lao Tzu's brain is much smarter than yours!"

"You!"

Jing Jinhai's eyes immediately widened, but immediately, he felt the coldness of his son in his arms.

He forcibly suppressed his anger and said calmly: "Teach us father and son, we can make a heavenly oath and never spread it, and from today onwards, I am one of your dogs, and the heavenly way can testify, how?!"

This is already to settle the grievances between the two parties.

Moreover, I want to be a dog.

It's a pity.

Fang Mo himself didn't know what the Immortal Divine Skill was, how could he teach it?

So, he could only smile and smash it with his fist.

Bang.

Jing Jinhai fell to the ground, this time he didn't fight back: "Fight, as long as you can resurrect my son......"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Old man, I think you just don't want to live, since you killed me before, you should think of today!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Fang Mo didn't care about it at all, and shook his fist frantically.

It wasn't until he beat the guy to a completely serious injury that he felt extremely tired.

At this time, he stood up, then stretched his waist, and when he saw the other party's outstretched hand, he silently recited the disintegration of the heavenly demon.

Forthwith.

Instant resurrection with full health.

This thing is good.

With this thing, what else do you care?

Fang Mo laughed, and then hammered towards Jing Jinhai's seriously injured body again.

I don't know how many times I died, Fang Mo's immortal divine skills have been improved, and the guy in front of him is finally dead.

"Whew!"

He breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "I'm tired!"