A huge whirlpool suddenly appeared, without any signs, and directly threw the ancestor of the purple miniature religious divine spear into it. The void was deformed, and so was the spear, as if to be transported to another mysterious dimension.

"Damn it!"

The ancestor of the Wei Zi Sect roared angrily and moved his spear as best he could.

"Buzz!"

In the huge whirlpool, the spear shook and struggled violently.

"Do you still want to get it back?

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

He stood silently in the clearing. In his eyes, the two silver suns spun wildly, making the huge vortex in front of him even larger, devouring the four powers and firmly suppressing the artifact spear.

"Pit!"

At the same time, the trembling sound of magic made everyone tremble.

At this moment, Yuan Daoti held a chaotic halberd and killed the ancestor of Wei Zijiao, but did not give him a chance to move the divine spear. He tried his best to interfere. After all, the Spear of God is a work of art. It is not too much to call it the fangs of the ancestors of the Wei Zi Sect.

"Huh!"

The ancestors of the Wei Zijiao turned pale and had to avoid it.

Because at this moment, he was not only killed by the way of the original god, but also by a quasi-holy arrow and a divine arrow, all of which were enough to threaten his power. He dodged repeatedly in the void, and at the same time, he killed all the paths in the sky.

"Buzz!"

In the void, a huge vortex appeared horizontally, devouring everything.

Jiang Fanxiao's eyes flashed with silver, and the two rounds of silver suns spun wildly, looking straight ahead.

"Ding!"

His eyes grew stronger, and the huge whirlpool in front of him grew bigger and bigger. After half a ring, with a creaking sound, the artifact spear of the ancestor of the Wei Zi Sect finally disappeared into the void, completely missing its trace.

"You took this magic with you?!"

In front of him, the appearance of the ancestors of the Wei Zi Sect had changed a lot.

At this time, the divine spear disappeared completely, and he lost contact with him.

"What do you think?"

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

The artifact of Wei Zijiao's ancestor was transferred to his own starry sky world by his technique of returning to the primordial god, causing it to lose its direct connection with the real world, as if it were separated by a world barrier. As a result, the ancestors of the Wei Zi Sect lost their strongest magic weapon, and their combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced.

"Kill you today!"

His eyes were a little cold, and he stepped out directly at this moment.

"Boom!"

With no soldiers in his hands, he drew his quasi-holy bow and swept the black and white sword all over the sky.

"Odd"

"Odd"

"Odd"

The void was pierced into countless black holes, like a giant hornet's nest.

"Since entering the Luo God Realm, I have never suffered such humiliation, I was injured by a young man, and the artifact was taken away. If you hadn't been beheaded today, how would you face the world in the future?"

The ancestors of the Wei Zijiao looked depressed.

"Face?"

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

His eyes were cold and sharp, and he took a step. His left hand was bowed with a magic bow, and his right hand wielded the fist of the Descending King. Half of the sky immediately fell: "Rebellious scumbag, like a dog licking the soles of the feet of the Ascension, do you still have the face to mention?"

"Boom!"

Wang Ming's fist was earth-shattering, and the quasi-holy arrow would be shattered forever.

At this moment, Jiang Fanxiao did not retain his strength, he killed Mangwan Dao with his whole body, turning into a huge beam of light that pierced the sky, dispelling the dark clouds in the sky.

"This seat is now a member of the Celestial Clan and the commander of the Sky Guardian. “

The ancestor of the Wei Zi Sect turned pale.

He pinched the seal with both hands, and endless magic threads intertwined in front of him, turning into a web of light covering Jiang Fanxiao. Even the air in the place where he passed was scornful, and the scene was terrifying.

"Member of the Celestial Clan, the head of the Celestial Guard?" Jiang Fanxiao sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm, with naked contempt and contempt: "You think you are great, but what about the reality? Looking back, you are just a dog of the Celestial Clan! A wild dog that bites people!"

"You!"

Anger flashed in Wei Zi's eyes, and his face became even more pale.

"Little ant, this seat is going to rip your mouth off!"

He growled.

"Boom!"

The earth broke through the sky with great force. Terrible stress everywhere.

The blazing divine fire rushed out from the ancestors of the Wei Zi Sect, and the burning void creaked. It was a sacred fire that was born at his source, enough to burn everything between heaven and earth, and it was terrifying.

"Annoyed and angry, do you think you're cheap and dirty?"

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

He opened his eyes again and returned to the Yuan Sheng Art Exhibition, distorting the ten sides of the void.

"Buzz!"

A huge vortex reappeared, and as the light of his eyes moved, devouring the blazing flames that swept in from the ancestors of the purple micro-religion one after another, involving another unknown dimension.

"Damn it!"

The ancestor of the purple miniature religion roared.

There was something strange about the whirlpool, which made him feel powerless.

"The elves cut off the gods!"

Not far away, a cold cheer sounded.

The Dao body of the primordial god carries a chaotic halberd. With this pole, the Supreme Ancestor who could compete with the artifact, it could use magic to cut off the gods. In the void, it sprinkled halberd light all over the sky, turning into a dragon fire phoenix, roaring towards the ancestors of the Wei Zijiao.

"Boom!"

It's a terrifying tendency to attack and kill, and even evil corpses can change color.

"Ho!"

"Anger!"

Dragons roared, phoenixes sang, and thousands were killed.

"Destruction!"

When the ancestors of the Wei Zijiao drank it, they swept away several pieces of immortal light, shattering the dragon shadow and the fairy wind shadow at the same time.

Like a magical statue, he now holds up a huge fire. The burning void erupted with sound. He looked at Jiang Fanxiao with fresh and ruthless eyes: "It's time to finish." The fire consumes everything and turns you to ashes!"

This is his business card, Luo Tian's first-class field!

"Buzz!"

The fire burned thousands of miles of territory and spread in the direction of Fan Xiao.

In this regard, the evil corpse was suddenly stunned...

At the same time, Jiang Fanxiao in the distance sneered.

His mind moved, and the Quasi-Holy Arrow flew back, instantly returning to his hand.

"It's too late!"

Leng Dao, the ancestor of the Wei Zi Sect, directly covered Jiang Fanxiao under the pressure of the fire.

With a creepy killing intent flashing in his eyes, he walked into the fire and walked over like a Jade Emperor: "In this seat, even if you have a quasi-holy warrior, there is nothing you can do. This is the world of this seat!"

"Purple Guards, give him a breath. We need to bring him back to the sky. ”

In the distance, the Celestial Clan's Yae King, who was trapped by the sky map, said coldly.

Despite being trapped under the sky map, he didn't care. His whole body was filled with a blinding magical light, which made the ninety-nine light dragons outside his body tremble constantly, gradually becoming weak, and it seemed that they were about to collapse.

"Very good"

The ancestors of Wei Zijiao should say.

He turned to Jiang Fanxiao again.

"This seat will give you a sigh of relief and take you back to the ascended sky alive......" His face was a little sinister, and a blazing magical fire appeared in his hand, jumping slightly. "But until then, this seat will treat you well... With these flames......"

His words were extremely cold and heartless.

He stepped forward step by step, the flame in his hand was beating, as if he wanted to torture Jiang Fanxiao mentally first. However, to his disappointment, Jiang Fanxiao's face in this field did not change.

"Little thing!"

This made his face a little gloomy.

The flames in his hands jumped, and soon he came to a place ten feet in front of Jiang Fanxiao. However, it was also at this time that these changes suddenly appeared...

"Buzz!"

The light was immense, and the fire suddenly trembled.

At this time, Jiang Fanxiao looked strange, quickly raised his bow and arrow, aimed at the eyebrows of the ancestor of the Wei Zi Sect and said, "You're right, it's time to end it......"

"Boom!"

The earth god rushed out of his body, the quasi-sacred bow and arrow in awe of the soul.

"What about you?!"

The ancestors of the Wei Zijiao changed a lot on the spot.

However, he had already activated a realm that even the ordinary kings of Luo Tian could suppress it. It is easier to trap the Sanqing monks. But now, in his opinion, where does Jiang Fanxiao seem to be suppressed?

"It's really immortal......"

In the distance, the evil corpse couldn't help but shake its head.

However, he knew very well that this field was useless to Jiang Fanxiao. The ancestor of the Wei Zijiao covered Jiang Fan Xiao, who was armed with a quasi-sacred bow and arrow, and his own body was close to the Great Thorn, less than ten feet away from Jiang Fan Xiao. Isn't this a death wish? It was sent to Jiang Fanxiao as a target!

"Boom!"

The divine power is powerful and awe-inspiring.

Jiang Fanxiao stood on the fire ground, and the six mysterious runes in his body directly isolated all the forces in the field. At this moment, he pulled the blasting bowstring to a full moon state, and the quasi-holy arrow on the string looked like a piercing sun.

"You... You ......"

The face of the ancestors of the Wei Zijiao has changed a lot.

At this time, he did not hesitate, and directly retreated, fleeing into the distance.

"It's too late!"

Jiang Fanxiao said coldly.

This made the ancestor of the Wei Zi Sect tremble again, because not long ago, he had just said such things to Jiang Fan Xiao.

But soon, he became scared.

"Whoosh!"

Jiang Fanxiao let go of the deafening bowstring, and the quasi-holy arrow flew towards the ancestor of the Wei Zijiao like a tyrannosaurus. At such a close distance, even though the achievements of Wei Zijiao's ancestors during the five heavy days of Luo Tian were unavoidable, he was still pierced by an arrow on the spot, directly through the back of his head.

"Poof!"

Blood mist erupted, and the head of the ancestor of the Wei Zi Sect exploded, and the entire fire field collapsed in an instant.

"Ahh

A roar rang out.

The body of the ancestor of the Wei Zijiao was shot by a quasi-holy arrow and exploded, but the Yuan Shen survived and escaped to a distant place relying on secret treasures.

"You can't escape!"

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

He stood motionless, and the body of the Genshin Taoist priest pressed against him from the other direction. From the moment he was kept in the field, his Yuan Shen Tao body had been locked onto the ancestors of the Wei Zi Sect. Where does he have the opportunity to hide?

"Die!"

Shen Yuan pounded his body, his eyes were cold and piercing.

The magic symbol condensed, and the silver glow was bright, and the powerful force was enough to erase everything, and it pressed directly against the body of the primordial god, the ancestor of the purple micro-religion, causing the latter to immediately look painful.

"Stop!

He couldn't help but shout, and a thick panic suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Stop?"

In the distance, the statue of Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

"As a human being, but he has taken refuge in the Nine Heavens, and now he is wielding a butcher's knife towards his homeland, these are enough to make you die hundreds of millions of times! You dare to tell me to stop?!" At this time, he once again displayed the sacred art of returning to the Yuan Dynasty, and used the magic symbol provided by the Taoist body of the Yuan Dynasty, "Go to death!"

"Buzz!"

The transformation of the god to the silver mangs is brilliant, and the return to the art of ingots distorts everything. Powerful gods can fluctuate a lot in four realms and eight wastes.

"No!"

The ancestor of the Wei Zi Sect shouted with reluctance and fear.

But soon, the sound disappeared ...

Under the double destructive power of the magic symbol and the sacred art of returning to the element, his only remaining primordial god was shattered on the spot and completely annihilated!