The endless pale flames spread rapidly, everything around them turned into powder and dissipated, and the terrifying scorching temperature made it difficult for Wu Qingliu and the others to breathe.

Snort!

At this time, the sea of fire twisted rapidly, and in the sea of fire, a bloody, embarrassed young man, holding an incomparably weak golden light spirit in his hand, slowly walked out of the sea of fire.

"Yang Fan!" Wu Qingliu, Leng Yu and the others looked at the familiar figure in the sea of fire and shouted excitedly.

Wu Qingliu and Leng Yu wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, ran towards Yang Fan excitedly, and hugged the bloody Yang Fan.

On the side, Gu Qingyang and Fang Dongming were staring round, and their hearts were terrified, they never expected that Yang Fan would survive in the face of the sage talisman!

In other words, the current Yang Fan can almost resist the sage's blow.

"This ...... How is this possible?!He is only a cultivator in the early stage of Da Luo Jin Immortal, how can he withstand a blow from a saint?!" Gu Qingyang and Fang Dongming opened their mouths wide and couldn't close each other anymore.

There are all ants under the saints, not to mention an ant who has cultivated in the early stage of a Da Luo Jin Immortal!

However, in fact, Yang Fan did resist the sage's blow just now.

The Heavenly Thunder Dao people used the Saint Talisman at such a close distance, and Yang Fan didn't have time to take out the top innate spirit treasures such as the Chaos Ding and the God Killing Spear.

Therefore, Yang Fan and the three corpses could only hastily cast the Pangu Golden Body, join forces, and resist the sage's blow!

Although Yang Fan withstood the sage's blow, Yang Fan also received a strong impact from top to bottom, and there was hardly any intact place on the skin and flesh on his body.

Of course, the Heavenly Thunder Dao people were even more miserable, the Heavenly Thunder Dao people were already dying by Yang Fan, and now they were affected by the saint's talisman, his body was completely shattered directly under the sage's blow, turned into powder, and only an incomparably weak divine soul remained, which was pinched in his hand by Yang Fan.

"How is that possible...... How can it be...... How could you possibly withstand the sage's blow?!" The Heavenly Thunder Dao Man's eyes widened, looking at Yang Fan in disbelief, he never expected that Yang Fan, an ant in the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, would be able to resist the sage's blow.

If it weren't for what the Heavenly Thunder Dao people had seen with their own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it at all!

"Yang Fan, let me go, if you kill me, the Chaos Palace will fight with you endlessly!" At this time, the eyes of the Heavenly Thunder Daoist narrowed slightly, staring at Yang Fan with a dead gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Yang Fan, as long as you let me go, I will go back to report to the palace master, intercede for you, and let him no longer hunt you down!"

"Yang Fan, let me go! Let me go!" Seeing that Yang Fan was unmoved, the Heavenly Thunder Dao people couldn't help but feel anxious, he was able to cultivate to the peak of the quasi-saint and cut out the evil corpse and the corpse, it was extremely difficult, he didn't want to die and die, he was unwilling.

In front of the flames, Yang Fan's expression was calm, he glanced at the Heavenly Thunder Daoist who was struggling in his hands slightly, and without saying a word, a chaotic fire was shot out between his hands, covering the Heavenly Thunder Daoist.

"Ahh

"Stop! Stop, Yang Fan, I beg you, please don't kill me, I don't want to die!" In the chaotic fire, the soul of the Heavenly Thunder Dao people became more and more dim, and in the end, it gradually wore out and disappeared completely.

Quiet!

There was a dead silence in the audience, and there was silence all around, and the crowd never expected that the Heavenly Thunder Dao people at the peak of the quasi-saint really died in the hands of Yang Fan!

On the side, Gu Qingyang and Fang Dongming were already in a cold sweat, trembling all over, now, Gu Qingyang and Fang Dongming both regretted it, if they knew that Yang Fan was so powerful, how could they dare to run to provoke Yang Fan.

Da-da-da-da!

Just when Gu Qingyang and Fang Dongming were most frightened, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in their ears.

Gu Qingyang and Fang Dongming's throats squirmed, swallowed their saliva hard, and looked up, only to find that Yang Fan was walking towards them expressionlessly.

Thump!

Gu Qingyang and Fang Dongming's legs were weak, and they pounced, knelt directly at Yang Fan's feet, kowtowed frantically and begged for mercy: "Yang Fan, please, please let us go! We know it's wrong!"

"Yang Fan, we are willing to be a cow and a horse for you, I just ask you to spare our dog's life!"

Gu Qingyang and Fang Dongming were so frightened that they were about to cry, and their bodies were even more trembling.

However, Yang Fan was expressionless and looked at Gu Qingyang at his feet.

Gu Qingyang and Yang Fan had already made a feud, and Yang Fan naturally didn't want to let go of this scourge.

Moreover, Yang Fan was about to leave Tianfeng City and go to the battlefield of gods and demons, if Yang Fan really let Gu Qingyang go, Gu Qingyang would inevitably not make a move against Wu Qingliu, Leng Yu and others in the future.

Yang Fan shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and smashed his fist directly towards Gu Qingyang.

Snort!

On top of Yang Fan's fist, a trace of chaotic fire and mirror fire gushed out, and the two flames were intertwined, directly penetrating Gu Qingyang's chest, and immediately, the fire spread, completely enveloping Gu Qingyang's entire body.

"Ahh

However, Gu Qingyang's voice became weaker and weaker, and his figure became more and more blurred, and in the end, he completely turned into powder and disappeared.

Grunt!

On the side, Fang Dongming saw Yang Fan kill Gu Qingyang in the late stage of the quasi-saint with one punch, and his throat suddenly squirmed, and he swallowed hard.

"Yang Fan, spare your life! I know it's wrong!" Fang Dongming burst into tears and kowtowed to Yang Fan frantically.

Yang Fan put his hands behind his back, glanced at Fang Dongming with an indifferent expression, and said coldly: "Use your Fang family's ancestral seal to open the door to the battlefield of gods and demons." ”

Hearing this, Fang Dongming was slightly stunned, glanced at Yang Fan secretly, and asked timidly, "Yang ...... Yang Fan, did I help you open the door to the battlefield of gods and demons, and you can spare my life?"

Laugh at!

With one move, Yang Fan hit a fairy qi and directly cut off one of Fang Dongming's thighs!

"Ahh

Yang Fan said extremely coldly: "If you talk nonsense, you will directly cut off your head." ”

Fang Dongming trembled, hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, didn't dare to speak again, and could only obediently follow Yang Fan's instructions, and walked to the middle of the ruins, Leng Yu, and Jiang Lian, in front of the black stone gate that stood unfalling.

Fang Dongming, Wu Qingliu, Leng Yu, and Jiang Lian sat cross-legged, their hands sealed, their bodies flashing with golden light, and they directly activated the door to the passage to the battlefield of gods and demons!

(End of chapter)