Chapter 667: The Power of the Ancients

Lin Wenrui was surprised at the same time, Zhang Fan was also surprised, how great his strength is containing spiritual power, this palm out, according to previous experience, Lin Wenrui's whole person will fly out sideways, but ...... He was only shocked back a few steps, and even the blood from the corners of his mouth did not flow.

However, this time it was enough for him, and his face was a little distorted, because the pain was so intense that he felt as if his chest was cracked, and the blood in it was flowing backwards.

Zhang Fan slapped another palm in the air, and this time, Lin Wenrui's was shocked and flew out, slamming into the remnants of the palace behind him, shaking slightly, and scattering sand and dust.

The tomb robbers present were all staring at each other in shock.

Lin Wenrui curled up like a shrimp, slid down along the remnants of the palace, and fell to the ground, but he was very tenacious, endured the severe pain, supported himself on the ground with one hand, pressed hard, jumped up suddenly, and rushed towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was shocked again.

The second time, his strength increased a lot, and ordinary people had already been shocked into a cloud of blood mist by him, but the other party actually resisted, and even had to fight back.

Zhang Fan's mind flickered, these people may not be talking nonsense that they are gods, maybe they really obtained a certain kind of ancient divine power when they came to the ruins last time.

He immediately made a decision, stepped forward, and arrived in front of Lin Wenrui in a flash, welcoming the sky with a palm, Lin Wenrui immediately snorted, his face was distorted in pain, and Si Wenwen's face became hideous.

was directly slapped in the air and failed to get up again.

"How can mortals, ignorant mortals, have so much power."

Earlier, he looked down on Zhang Fan, but now he ......

I couldn't get up after being beaten.

"You're looking for death!"

Suddenly swept towards Zhang Fan's lower plate, Zhang Fan's figure was so fast, not only flew up, but at the same time fell heavily on him, Lin Wenrui's body shook violently, and his bones seemed to be broken.

"Poof!"

He endured, but blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, staining the yellow wind and sand.

This time, he was finally wounded!

Rumble!

Zhang Fan urged the law in his hand, and as soon as the palm formation fell, the whole person sank more than 10,000 catties.

He repeatedly underestimated Lin Wenrui's physical strength.

It can withstand the ravages of his mana.

"Ahh Lin Wenrui let out a low roar, and actually pushed Zhang Fan back, who flew away as light as a feather, and his eyes were shocked.

I saw Lin Wenrui's whole body trembling violently, the vibrating body caused the surrounding air to distort, and the muscles bulged, because the muscles were swollen too much, he showed a painful expression, and his skin made a sound like a cloth cracking, and I saw that his skin was open, and from the blur of flesh and blood, the cyan Lin armor grew out of the flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Bingyun covered his mouth in fright, his eyes full of horror and disbelief.

Even Zhang Fan's face changed greatly.

In just two seconds, in the general impact sound of metal impact, the entire body was covered with cyan scale armor, the height was more than one meter seven, and it was directly raised to two meters away, and the clothes were tattered, turned into strips of cloth, and hung on the body.

The green and cloudy Linjia shines brightly.

Behind him grew a thin black tail with a triangular forked tail.

The whole person turned into a monster!

"You have the privilege of seeing the deity of this god."

Lin Wenrui's voice was also as low as a beast.

Zhang Fan's eyes were deep.

Ye Bingyun had slowly come back to his senses from the initial fright, but he showed a look of worry, if Lin Wenrui was a person, Ye Bingyun was not worried that Zhang Fan would not be able to deal with it at all, but now that he had become this monster, she was really worried.

Lin Wenrui's body is very powerful, full of explosive power, the armor is dense, stiff and abnormal, the weight of the whole person is at least seven or eight hundred, and the flowing luster is full of this ancient breath, which strongly impacts the visual nerves.

As you can imagine, he has a very terrible lethality.

"Boy, you are not an ordinary mortal, your strength has long exceeded the boundaries of mortals, I admit that I underestimated you, you should be a martial cultivator god realm."

He took a step forward, and the ground shook, showing great deterrence.

He is very big and weighs a lot, but his speed is amazingly fast, just in a flash, he has already rushed to Zhang Fan and slashed over with one palm.

Just looking at the speed and power is enough to slap a person's head to pieces.

He's really angry, angry!!

As a god, he was trampled under the feet of a mortal, everything just now was his shame, it was a shame to him, the future god king, he needed to vent, vent fiercely.

But at the same time as a flash, Zhang Fan's body had already floated backwards, and with a finger, with a whoosh, a white light flashed, and a sword light flashed out with his spell.

Lin Wenrui was very conceited, and when he saw the sword light, he didn't dodge, and rushed directly towards Zhang Fan.

With a bang, the golden light shone on the cyan Lin armor, and the sword light was like glass hitting a stone, shattering, and turning into a little runic light.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's face finally changed greatly.

In his left hand, another sword was shot, and this sword contained the power of luck.

But......

Ding, the sword light was nailed to the cyan Lin armor, Lin Wenrui turned sideways slightly in pain, the sword was smooth over the cyan Lin armor, making a harsh sound of metal rubbing, and a deep sword mark was left on the Lin armor.

Didn't even break the defense!

Zhang Fan was shocked, this sword and seven-grade immortal cultivator can kill it.

It only hurt his fur.

What kind of monster is he, his physical body is so powerful.

This is no small surprise.

No wonder he claims to be a god king, with such a physical strength, if he can evolve all the way, he may really become a real god king in the future.

Ever since Lin Wenrui gained his strength, he felt that he was standing in another world, and he was no longer the same race as humans, he was ...... God!

His eyes were cold, "Give me death." ”

Suddenly a punch slammed in.

The force was so violent that the air on the fist crackled with a low popping sound.

The power was as great as that of an ancient monster, and the boulder was like tofu in front of him.

The close combat with a strong physical body is very advantageous, although Zhang Fan's mantra is extremely fast, but it takes time no matter what, he has no time to cast the sword and shield now, so he can only forcibly use spiritual power to support a light shield.

Rumble!

Before the punch arrived, the strength of the fist had already sunk the light shield into it.

After the shield was twisted to the extreme, it exploded with a bang.

A punch was about to hit Zhang Fan's body, and the blue water of the Tianhe River rushed out, and he still felt as if he had been hit by a truck, and the whole person flew out upside down.

He then slapped the storage bag with a pearl and was smashed by him Lin Wenrui, who was caught off guard and was smashed by the pearl, the Lin armor on his chest was smashed by the Mingzhu, and the blood flowed out, but it was almost like going back in time, and the shattered Lin armor returned to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Fan's face sank like water, and when he flew back, he suddenly hugged Ye Bingyun's slender waist, and the whole person turned into a wisp of black rock and flew towards a dilapidated palace at the far end.

It was really beyond Zhang Fan's expectations, Lin Wenrui had obtained such a powerful ancient divine power, if Zhang Fan had a magic sword set on his body, he might be able to kill Lin Wenrui, but it was really a bit troublesome right now.

There were five tomb robbers beside Lin Wenrui, and he had to take care of Ye Bingyun, he immediately chose to retreat, and rushed into the ruined palace at once, chanting a spell quickly in his mouth, pointing out left and right towards the ruined palace, he was arranging a large defensive array.

Lin Wenrui and the others had just gained strength, and they just relied on instinct to use it, and they definitely couldn't break the formation.

Lin Wenrui quickly chased Zhang Fan towards the dilapidated palace, and with a bang, he was bounced out by the light film of the formation, and fell heavily to the ground.

He got up from the ground angrily: "Mortal, what is this? ”

Zhang Fan smiled faintly: "Aren't you a god?" Still ask me? ”

Lin Wenrui fell on the light film of the formation in a heavy circle again, and this punch passed, and let his strength reach infinite, it was like a fist into a quagmire.

Several other tomb robbers also ran over, and when they saw this, their faces showed strange expressions, and one of them said, "This may be a formation." ”

"Then you can stay inside, and when we go to open the seal, the age of the gods will come."