Host, this is Hongjun Ancestor, and the primeval king and the primeval creatures just now were killed by him. Alan took the lead and landed beside the host of the Great Lei Yin Temple, and poked out his finger to point at Wu Fang with a respectful expression.

"Hongjun Ancestor, this trumpet seems to be a little familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere. One of the hosts muttered softly with confusion in his eyes.

At this moment, the host of Da Lei Yin Temple had already come to Wu Fang, and he folded his hands and bowed down devoutly: "Thank you ancestor for saving your life, you are the benefactor of the Western Desert, and all the monks in the Western Desert will not forget your kindness today, Amitabha." ”

"Is he the Hongjun Ancestor, is the Ancient King and the Ancient Creature's Ten Thousand Feet Wide Knife that he killed earlier a magical power he wield?"

"What the hell is he coming from? Is he even more powerful than the Buddha?"

"Maybe it's the Ancient Emperor. ”

......

In an instant, all the saved monks of the Western Desert discussed Hongjun Ancestor, the savior, and guessed his identity one by one.

"Get up, this seat has a relationship with the Buddha. Since you're here, it's easy to do it. Seeing the prestige value on the system panel rising, Wu Fang held up the host of the Da Lei Yin Temple, his expression was still a master, but he was already smiling in his heart.

"Ancestor, Nanling is also in crisis, I'm afraid that the current situation is not better than ours. The monk Ananda turned the Buddhist bead in his hand and bowed to Wu Fang.

"Ancestor, you care about the world and have compassion in mind, and the Northern Plains have also been invaded by the primeval creatures and are in danger. Asuo bowed respectfully to Wu Fang.

"Ancestor, although Zhongzhou's situation is better than ours, it is also at a disadvantage, and it is only a matter of time before it loses. Ah Wu also stepped forward and gave a brief description of the situation seen from Zhongzhou.

"Let's all go through it. ”

The indifferent words fell, Wu Fang's sleeve robe waved, the thunder light flashed, and in addition to the original group, he took some hosts and disappeared.

————

Thundered!

In the Nanling battlefield, just when the three strongest people of the Nanling Demon Clan, the Hall Master of the God of War, and the Barbarian Patriarch were unwilling and ready to give up the last senseless struggle, an earth-shattering thunder roared in the sky.

Then, in their desperate gazes, a 10,000-foot-long divine bow appeared in the sky, with lightning as a bow and the power of thunder as an arrow.

Shout!

The first arrow was fired, and the primeval king was directly pierced.

The second arrow was fired, and the soul of the primeval king exploded.

All this happened between the sparks of the calcium carbide, and it was so close that the primeval king couldn't react, and he was already buried under the divine bow.

Woooo

Before the primeval creatures could recover from their panic, the Ten Thousand Divine Bow shot out hundreds of thunder arrows one after another.

Bang bang bang!

Ten thousand arrows burst into the void.

In an instant, a wail sounded, and countless primeval creatures were pierced and exploded by an arrow, and some of the primeval creatures had already turned into a pile of flesh before they even had time to scream.

The ship shattered, and countless tiles flew sideways, and the friction with the air brought a continuous harsh sound.

"Is this salvation?"

The patriarch of the Nanling Demon Clan, the Hall Master of the God of War Temple, the patriarch of the Barbarian Clan, and a group of demon clans and monks looked at the sky in a trance, their expressions a little numb.

This scene made them a little confused.

In a desperate situation, there is a dawn inexplicably!

"Look, someone's showing up!"

"Could it be that they saved us?"

"That's the host of the Great Lei Yin Temple in the West Desert! Who are those people next to him?"

"Hong...... Hongjun Ancestor! It turned out that he made a move!"

......

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, two powerful roars revealed the origin of Wu Fang, who was the Peacock King and the Frog King, who were comparable to the powerful and powerful men of the human race.

"Is he the mysterious Terran powerhouse who survived the Ancient Era that you mentioned to me before?" the Demon Clan Patriarch looked at the Peacock King and asked.

"Patriarch, it's him!It's just that I didn't expect him to appear at this time!" The Peacock King looked happy with his eyebrows, and the appearance of the other party relieved the crisis in the entire Nanling.

"Thank you Hongjun Ancestor for rescuing me! In the future, if you have any use for my demon clan, you can just speak!" The barbarian patriarch and the demon clan patriarch bowed to Wu Fang at the same time, their eyes sincere.

"It turns out that the person who saved us is called Hongjun Ancestor, have any of you heard of him before?"

"I know some! I still got the news from the Frog King!"

"Don't ink, let's hear it. I didn't even know such a powerful character. ”

......

Just as a group of demon clans, barbarians, and human cultivators were talking fiercely about Wu Fang, a sturdy figure walked up to Ye Fan's side.

"Ye Zi, this magic stick is so strong, it's terrifying!"

"Pombo, why are you here!"

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, Ye Fan's face was full of joy, and when he went up, it was a big bear hug.

"Hey, it's a pity that I can't leave Nanling recently, otherwise I will definitely catch up with you. Pang Bo patted Ye Fan's shoulder, and then looked at Wu Fang's back again, and couldn't help but sigh again.

He had seen the methods of this magic stick and knew that the other party was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful anyway.

Even if he is the strongest in this world, it is not an exaggeration!

————

After solving the crisis in Nanling, Wu Fang and his group came to Beiyuan again.

Less than a minute.

The originally noisy battlefield became quiet, and only the sound of the Kitahara monk gasping was remaining.

Whether it was the head of the Wang family of the Desolate Ancient Family, or the patriarch of the Ancient Giant Clan, or the patriarch of the Giant Clan, they all stared at Wu Fang in disbelief.

The man in front of him who controlled the thunder turned the tide of the battle in a few breaths, and single-handedly killed the primeval king and all the primeval creatures.

Powerful to the extreme!

"Senior, dare to ask who you are?" the Ancient Giant Patriarch swallowed his saliva and asked with some trepidation.

"The world calls this seat the ancestor of Hongjun. Wu Fang's indifferent and calm voice spread from the air.

"What? You are Hongjun Ancestor! No wonder, no wonder!" The head of the Wang family obviously knew about Hongjun Ancestor's deeds, and suddenly had an expression on his face that opened the clouds and saw the blue sky.

Thundered!

At this moment, two terrifying auras came from the distant heavenly dome in the south.

This aura seems to be separated by tens of thousands of kilometers, but even so, under this breath, all the powerful powerhouses and even the powerhouses of the God King Realm have been suppressed by the divine power in their bodies, and their breaths have become suffocated one by one.

Even if he was as strong as Wu Fang, he couldn't help frowning when he felt this earth-destroying aura.

"That's the direction of Zhongzhou!" Jiang Taixu's lips moved slightly, and he spat out seven syllables.

"These are two amazing big guys. Wu Fang stared at the direction of Zhongzhou and muttered to himself.

"Bookmark for easy reading"