The ancient king of Ling Sanqing concluded that Jiang Fanxiao was naturally unable to fight against him, so he took the girl away. Although his combat power is very strong, after all, he is only in the realm of Xuan Immortal, and it is impossible to compete with the powerful existence of the Sanqing series, and he can only rely on his body and speed.

"Humph!"

The white-haired old man had a cold gaze and raised his legs to follow.

Watching Jiang Fanxiao shoot into the distance, the powerful existence of this Sanqing series was slightly surprised. But soon, his face turned cold again: "The speed is good, but unfortunately he is carrying a burden. ”

His words were cold.

"Huh!"

He walked step by step, spanning thousands of feet in an instant.

"Humph!"

Jiang Fanxiao's face was expressionless, his whole body flashed with light, and he left quickly with a magical step.

"Whoosh!"

Space trembled, and he began to accelerate.

The scenery on both sides is rapidly receding. The direction he chose was to turn his back to the small temple and try to get out of the situation. And whether it was him, or the Ling family's Sanqing Ancient King, the speed of both of them was very fast, so they left the grove for dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.

"It's black ash sticking to the pot!"

Jiang Fanxiao's face was expressionless.

The words of the ancient king of the Ling family were very rude, but they were also true. He wanted to dance with Xianyue. Naturally, his speed was not up to his peak. Otherwise, he would have abandoned the ancient king of Ling Sanqing long ago.

"Fan Xiao, he's very strong, what about you... You put me down......"

The girl tilted her head and looked at Jiang Fanxiao.

Jiang Fanxiao shook his head and said softly, "Idiot, what are you talking about?" I will take you away safely. ”

"Buzz!"

He held the Elven Moon Dance in his right hand, and pinched the handprint in his left hand, swinging it back sharply.

"Sonorous and powerful!"

Dozens of split celestial swords appeared, rattling and slashing backwards like lightning.

Ling Ya's Sanqing Ancient King Weiwei was taken aback, but soon his face turned cold again. He wiped his right hand and smashed all the swords that Jiang Fanxiao swept out: "Very good, very powerful." No wonder he was able to kill half-step Sanqing. ”

"Hmph, maybe even the real Sanqing Ancient King will be killed."

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

"Huh!"

He didn't stop, he accelerated again.

"Boasting!"

The Ling family's half-step eyes were cold, and they raised their palms.

The real Sanqing Ancient King made a move, Jiang Fanxiao immediately felt the pressure, and he could feel how strong the energy behind him was. He leaned over slightly, raised his left hand, and the dazzling golden mountain thundered, and he punched down.

"Before!"

The power of the hand of Sanqing to greet him was shattered by life.

This made the Ling family's Sanqing Ancient King Tongdong couldn't help but shrink, and a Xuan Immortal actually smashed his palm with pure meat, which made him very surprised. He was the ancient king of the Sanqing Dynasty. Even if he didn't use all his strength, he could still shoot a group of Xuan Immortals.

Just...

"Sure enough, there are some means!"

He snorted coldly, and also increased his speed like Jiang Fanxiao.

Ahead, Jiang Fanxiao took the fairy moon dance and flashed into the distance like lightning. He smiled and said, "Hmph, if there is no way, how can you kill that group of garbage from your Ling family......"

"Death!"

The three Qing Ancient Kings of the Ling family immediately pricked up their eyes, and their flanks were exposed.

Light and fog surged in his hands, and the Earth's path fluctuated and spread around him, containing an astonishing amount of divine power.

"Really?"

In front, Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

With these words, the face of the Ling family's Sanqing Ancient King suddenly changed, and he suddenly raised his head. In the void, a golden figure pressed down with its back to the blazing sun, and the golden fist crushed the void for the first time.

"Poof!"

Rao Shiling's Sanqing Ancient King dodged fast enough, but his arm was still smashed.

The golden figure stood in the void, purple lightning shining on it.

"Buzz!"

didn't stay for half a minute, and the golden fist smashed down again.

This was naturally Jiang Fan Xiao's Yuan Shen Dao body, waiting for an opportunity before he released the Sweeping Heaven Splitting Sword Qi. At this moment, Yuan Shenzhi brandished the King of the Fallen World and the Fist of the Ming Dynasty, and marched forward violently, looking down on Liuhe and Bahuang, so that the white-haired old man had no time to react.

"Really?!"

The three generations of ancient kings of the Qing Dynasty of the Ling family have all changed color.

The severed arm suddenly gave birth, and as he watched the golden figure hit the iron fist, he keenly sensed the threat. He didn't dare to exert force, but directly turned sideways to avoid it, and raised his hand to sweep out a terrifying incarnation.

"Huh!"

The Yuan Shen body stood on the magic steps, avoided it in an instant, and blasted towards the old man Bai again.

His eyes were cold, and purple lightning swirled around him, like Thor's reincarnation. The most terrifying thing was that the golden iron fist, every punch made the Ling family's Sanqing Ancient King palpitate, and he felt that he could break free from his strength.

"Humph!"

In the distance, Jiang Fanxiao's father smiled coldly.

"Let's go!"

He didn't go back to the small temple, and he shot away in an instant with Xianyue Dance.

"Stop!"

King Ling Sanqing Gu drank very cold, and rushed forward with his legs crossed.

However, his plan failed after all, because in front of him, a golden figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and in his cold gaze, the golden iron fist smashed down fiercely, directly blasting a space tunnel.

"Kill you first!"

The eyes of the three Qing ancient kings of the Ling family glowed with a cold light.

"Boom!"

The huge Sanqing power is unstoppable, and the power of the earth is sweeping in all directions.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Vanity trembled, shattering one by one.

Shenyuan Doti had the advantage of speed and knocked him down with one punch. Although the real combat power was much worse than that of the ancient emperors of the Qing Dynasty of the Ling family, it was still difficult to get rid of them if they were dragged here with Wang Jiangshi's boxing in a short period of time.

The scorching sun in the sky was so hot that it radiated a brilliant light.

"Whoosh!"

Jiang Fanxiao took the Fairy Moon Dance, did not stay for half a minute, and quickly fled into the distance by stepping on the magical steps. The scene on both sides was rapidly reversing, and soon, the two of them walked for dozens of miles.

"Fan Xiao......"

The young girl hugged Jiang Fanxiao and walked towards the back with her head a little worried.

"Don't worry, don't ......"

Jiang Fanxiao shook his head.

However, at this time, a sense of danger rose in his mind. Before he had time to think about why, he trusted his instincts so much that he danced with the moon fairy in his arms, flashing straight through hundreds of feet.

"Odd"

Where he had just stood, a black bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky, annihilating the space on the spot, and even the turbulence injected into the space dissipated cleanly.

"Good mental awareness!"

A cold snort sounded.

Not far from the sky, two blurred figures appeared one after the other, both looking terrifying.

Two ancient kings of the Sanqing Dynasty!

"Your Ling family is really like a dog. If you bite someone, you won't let go!"

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

Two people on the dresser, one wearing a blue shirt and the other with red hair. Their eyes are cold and deep. They are clearly old-fashioned and have lived for more than a thousand years. They all have terrible combat effectiveness and impressive means.

"Young man, don't be so arrogant!"

An old man in a blue shirt stepped forward.

Jiang Fanxiao was disdainful, and said-for-tat: "It's not as good as your Ling family." ”

"Close the space around you and don't talk nonsense with him!"

Another man stepped forward.

He didn't say much, and just pressed his big hand forward.

"Boom!"

Black handprints fell from the sky like a millstone and destroyed the entire world.

"Cameroon!"

The void rumbled, and then the next moment it was directly broken.

"Humph!"

Looking at the black hand that was suppressed, the corners of Jiang Fanxiao's mouth moved slightly, and he smiled coldly.

Of course, this action did not escape the eyes of the red-haired old man, and his clenched hands added some strength, and his words carried endless indifference and indifference: "It's just a bird in a cage, what's so funny about you!"

"What do you say?"

He directly raised his right hand, with lightning, and smashed it into the sky.

"Death!"

The red-haired old man shouted.