He was cut by four days of robbery and suffered many injuries. But since ancient times, fate has depended on each other. These days, he has not been hacked to death. The power of the thunderbolt trained his body and made him stronger.

"There are 16 people left!"

Jiang Fanxiao sneered and stared at the remaining sixteen Sanqing Ancient Kings.

His eyes were undoubtedly new, and without hesitation at this moment, he raised his leg and stepped out.

"You!"

The two ancient kings of the Wu family immediately changed color.

Because Jiang Fan Xiao rushed towards them, his halberd shot straight at them, and the cold halberd blade made their backs cold. Their hearts were occupied by panic, and they directly avoided the enemy, not daring to fight him.

"Humph!"

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

His eyes were full of contempt and ridicule, mocking, "Aren't you here to kill me? What are you doing now, run away? You are a senior master who has practiced for thousands of years." You are the ancient kings of the Sanqing Dynasty. Why are you running away now?"

In this way, the two Sanqing Ancient Kings of the Wu family turned pale on the spot.

One of them gritted his teeth, and his whole body was red. While resisting the red lightning, he shouted to the Sanqing Ancient King of the three ancient tribes, "You are not ready to fight together. Use the weak power of the current apocalypse to kill him together!"

"Buzz!"

He struck a bright sword and directly cut off the heavens and the earth.

Jiang Fanxiao did not dodge. His left hand reached out and slammed the incoming knife in the face. At the same time, the chaotic halberd was full of brilliance and murderous aura in his right hand, and it stabbed straight ahead.

"Poof!"

One of them was impaled by him, and blood splattered all over the ground.

This is a powerful Sanqing Mita ancient king. He is one of the four elders of the Wu family. However, at this moment, he looked a little sad. His right shoulder was pierced, his bones shattered, and half of his body shattered by the murder of the Halberd of Chaos.

"You still don't do it, he just entered the Sanqing District, let's kill him together!"

The man shouted.

Not far from here, another statue of Wu's parents began their work. The fields were propped up, the weapons of the ancestors were provided, and Jiang Fanxiao was directly bombed in front. He didn't let go of this blow, and completely showed his most powerful power, and the pressure in the sky trembled.

The hell of the Sanqing dynasty and other ancient kings were gloomy and uncertain, and eventually some sacrificed to their ancestors.

"Kill!"

The ancient king snorted coldly.

He is the strongest Sanqing Ancient King among the demons. He was built in the Three Qing Dynasty and the Eight Great Heavens. At this moment, the artifact on his head cut off the light of the apocalypse and began the most terrifying killing of Jiang Fanxiao. Of course, he didn't want to rescue the ancient king of the Wu family. The reason is that they have no way out.

Now reconciliation is impossible, either they die, or Jiang Fanxiao dies.

"Kill!"

In the end, the Shura clan had already roared mightily.

The last five ancient kings of the Sanqing Dynasty were sacrificed to the front in this pulse, and the ancestors, incarnations, kingdoms, and various earth means submerged half of the void. Almost at the same time, the three ancient kings of the ghost clan also rushed over, the black mist was surging, and patches of dark ghosts appeared in the sky.

"Cameroon!"

It was a terrible charge, and the void shattered directly.

"Get out!"

Jiang Fanxiao drank cold drinks.

Sixteen ancient kings of the Three Qing Dynasty were attacked and killed at the same time. Even today, he feels the pressure. The more things that were ultimately achieved, the greater the gap between the small areas, and now he has a deep understanding of what that means.

"Buzz!"

Both the nine-story stone pagoda and the ancient stone mirror showed their magic and swept in all directions.

These are two powerful works of art. Although Jiang Fanxiao had just walked out of Sanqing, the divine power in his body was no worse or even stronger than that of other Sanqing strongmen. At this moment, he urged these two major cultural relics to sweep the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

More than half of the dozen or so ancient kings rushed forward to cough up blood and fly around, feeling extremely painful.

"Damn it!"

The mightiest ancient king of hell roared.

He has a work of art to resist, and his achievements are not bad. Naturally, he stopped Jiang Fanxiao's urge to kill all the artifacts and protected several ancient kings of Sanqing in hell. Although they were not injured, Jiang Fanxiao was still intact, that is, it was useless for them to attack and kill more than a dozen ancient kings of the Sanqing Dynasty at the same time.

"Nine days of thunder!"

Suddenly, the four words coldly echoed in all directions.

Thor tactically operated, and the red thunderclouds that were more than nine days old were ruthlessly suppressed, completely covering the space within a thousand zhang. This is the power of natural disasters. It is much scarier than ordinary lightning. What's more, now that Jiang Fanxiao is repairing the Sanqing series, he is naturally terrified.

"Odd"

Under the thunder, there were three ancient kings of the Qing Dynasty flying around the scene.

"Poof!"

The elders of the Wu family were the most unlucky, and they shouted together the strong men of the ancient clan, and at this time, Jiang Fanxiao attracted endless thunder and came directly to the split. At the same time, the dark blue Chaos Halberd rushed through like a streamer, penetrating the body of the primordial god at once, erasing it on the spot in the void.

"Hiss!"

Outside, the evil corpses and others gasped.

Another ancient Sanqing king died.

Looking at the sea ahead, many old monsters are terrifying. The six major forces deployed an army of thousands to crush the 64 ancient kings of the Sanqing Dynasty. However, only 15 of the 64 survived.

In just a few hours, 49 Sanqing ancient statues have fallen here!

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the space around them fluctuated, and an old man and a small man appeared.

The old man was fat and crazy. That's Huntington Ancestor. There was a handsome young man standing next to him. The excitement in his eyes could not be concealed. The young man was naturally a marker, and the few peak Xuan Immortals after the Hun Tian Ancestor killed him directly tore through the void and pulled him here.

But at the moment of appearance, an old man and a young man were shocked at the same time.

The void in front of him was full of thunder, and Jiang Fanxiao was in it alone, crisscrossing the square, opposing everyone. But here, the evil corpses and others, as well as the demon army, did not come forward to help, like a group of bystanders.

"What about you?!"

Hunter Ancestor's eyes widened.

"What are you excited about, what a fuss...... the evil corpse glanced at Hunter Ancestor, and then turned his gaze to Zhang Wen: "Is the little guy okay?" Come on, let's watch your master's soul fly into the sky, and the tortoise's soul is in chaos." ”

"His young master ......"

Zhang Zhen was a little shocked.

In the sea of thunder and lightning ahead, Jiang Fanxiao's head was covered with nine stone towers and ancient stone mirrors, which rampaged through dozens of ancient kings of the Sanqing Dynasty, causing a hideous chaos. He defeated more than a dozen ancient kings of the Sanqing Dynasty with a single punch and never fell.

Looking at this scene, Mark Zhang was excited and ashamed: "I... I humiliated my master. ”

Jiang Fanxiao punched dozens of ancient kings of the Sanqing Dynasty, but he was forced into a corner by a few Xuanxian.

Next to him, the evil corpse seemed to know what he was thinking. He patted his right hand and said, "Don't think too much. Your master is too evil to be reasonable. Your training time is still too short. It was a fantasy that Huang Ren could withstand the death of several top-level Xuan Immortals. ”

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sky shook again, and a dull aura spread wildly.

In an instant, everyone changed color.

"Boom!"

Thunder became extremely depressed, and at this point, the entire purple MSI became dim and bright. True darkness descended on Earth, and all the countless creatures were terrified. Everyone could feel the arrival of Conan, the God of the Destroyer, and the sky seemed to crumble.

"What is this?!"

The face of the Hunter Ancestor who had just appeared here changed drastically.

"Armageddon, what did that kid bring to Sanqing District, go, come back quickly!"

An easy way to evil corpses.

Even though they were separated by Jiang Fanxiao, who was thousands of miles away, they still felt tremendous pressure. At this moment, they retreated into the distance, only to stop when they retreated again from thousands of miles away.

"Boom!"

The thunder rumbled and was shocking.

A huge vortex above the sky swirled slightly, and countless red lightning bolts intertwined with it. The entire vortex was directly pressed down. It was a very terrible scene, a huge whirlpool had fallen, and that majestic sense of oppression fell like a star, and it would have collapsed into patches of land at a great distance.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

This disruptive volatility is terrifying. The huge vortex hadn't really been pressed down, but it was only close, but the terrible pressure had shattered one powerful monk after another. At this moment, except for the powerful kings of the Sanqing Dynasty, no one survived.

"Damn it!"

The demons and other powerhouses were terrified.

All the troops they brought out were destroyed. At this moment, looking at the falling disaster, the remaining dozen or so Sanqing strongmen gathered together. They retreated to the edge of this sea robbery zone, pushing with all their might the artifacts brought by the ancient demon kings to support the strongest defensive barriers.

"Boom!"

The thunder was dull and oppressed the earth.

Underneath it, Jiang Fanxiao's whole body was cold, and his soul trembled. However, even so, his eyes were full of unyielding. At this time, he will show all the means, the nine-story stone tower, the quaint stone mirror, the neon fairy armor, the small world in the body, the six mysterious brilliance...

"Come on!"

He shouted coldly at the sky.

As if enraged by his provocation, it accelerated violently under the pressure of the great vortex, and drowned him with a thud. At this moment, all the red lightning around them disappeared, and only the unparalleled darkness shrouded the earth.

"Boom!"

The void shattered, the earth cracked, and the rocks cracked hundreds of feet high.

I don't know how long it took, all the worlds were snatched up and disappeared, and the oppressive atmosphere gradually hidden. Soon, the smoke in the void gradually dissipated, revealing a land of broken anxiety.

"Where are the people?"

The evil corpse and others have changed color.

The chaotic halberd in front of him was completely shattered, and the nine-story stone pagoda and ancient stone mirror were covered with cracks, as if glued to colloid. In the center, the Nixian Divine Armor was eclipsed and fell to the ground.

In four fields and eight barren areas, Jiang Fanxiao's shadow was completely invisible.

"Master?!"

Zhang He exclaimed.

The 18-year-old boy's eyes were shining with gold, and his legs were about to burst.

But at this moment, a loud voice came from the front...

Beneath the neon fairy armor-covered land, a blue fairy lotus flower bursts through the ground. The lotus leaf shrouded in blue mist opened, and golden light and shadow were suspended on the lotus leaf, a drop of blood of seven colors.

"Buzz!"

The sky has regained its brightness, the sky has been plundered, and the aura around it has swept wildly.

A drop of blood can be compared to a huge world in which countless lights and shadows are emerging.

Soon, this drop of colorful divine blood emitted the hottest light, and the piercing eye was difficult to open. The aura thundered, Jiang Fanxiao had already entered the Sanqing District, which could reduce blood and be reborn, plus he had the Chaos Purple Gang, so he quickly reorganized his body at this time and appeared in everyone's eyes again.