The top of a barren mountain.

Fan Zhong looked at himself with the same face with a bewildered face, and slowly disappeared, and his heart suddenly became even more panicked.

Fog grass!

What kind of means is this?

Why is this guy so awesome?

It's so unreasonable, right?

Wang Bao, who dispersed the mirror doppelganger, glanced at Fanzhong and smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, I won't treat you like that!

Fanzhong wants to cry without tears?

Aren't you?

Why don't I believe it!

"Wait for news!"

Wang Bao said lazily, summoned a reclining chair, sat down, and the Huoyun Evil God made a big fan very dogged, giving Wang Bao a cool fan.

Wang Bao was extremely satisfied, and said to the Fire Cloud Evil God, "Evil God, how is the fusion?"

The Huoyun Evil God smiled flatteringly, "Master, you have to continue to work hard! The slave will redouble its efforts and strive for early integration!"

"Not bad!"

Wang Bao nodded.

After a while, Wang Bao felt a little bored, so he beckoned to Fan Zhong and said, "Evil God, take out the equipment, let's fight the three landlords!"

"Yes!"

The Huoyun Evil God respectfully took out the landlord suit, a table, three chairs, and a deck of playing cards!

This is the standard configuration, and the Fire Cloud Evil God has personally built it and prepared hundreds of sets.

Fan Zhong walked over with great worry, his heart trembled, his legs were swinging, and he said dryly, "Senior... What... What do you mean by fighting landlords?"

Wang Bao smiled and said, "Fighting the landlord, it's a game, it's very fun! Come on, come on, I'll teach you how to play first!"

Teach it hand-in-hand.

Fan Zhong began to fight the landlord with a heavy heart, several in a row, he was a landlord, and he was hit by Wang Bao and the evil god with no skin, and the crit hit again and again.

Playing games, as soon as the adrenaline improves, Fanzhong is suddenly not so afraid, suddenly, Wang Bao is the landlord, Fanzhong is happy, in his mind, it is still good to be a farmer, two people two to one.

Immediately, Fan Zhong said to the Huoyun Evil God, "Evil God senior, let's join forces together, we will definitely win!"

Half ringing.

Fanzhong stared blankly at the cards thrown by the Fire Cloud Evil God, "You... You... You..."

"What are you doing, playing cards!"

The Fire Cloud Evil God glared at Fan Zhong and quickly shuffled the cards.

It's funny!

Why do you want to join forces?

Still want to fight two or one?

You have a hammer, you have an eggplant? What is your own identity, don't you have a B number at all?

Fanzhong understood, seconds understood, his mood fell rapidly, adrenaline fell at a speed of one hundred and eighty miles, and silently continued to play cards.

Wang Baozheng is full of interest.

Suddenly, his eyes sank, he turned around like lightning, raised his fist, and a mighty force gushed out like a dragon!

Somewhere in the void!

A figure flashed out, and it was the Black Prison Holy Ancestor!

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, the Black Prison Saint Ancestor didn't take it seriously, looking at the sluggish burden at this time, the Black Prison Saint Ancestor was about to go crazy!

it!

God help me!

It turned out to be a Brahman!

Kidnapped?

Hahaha!

Old man Fan, old man Fan, you have today!

No wonder you are in a hurry like a monkey today, it turns out that this kid was kidnapped!

He knows the veins of the Brahma Holy Land, that is, Brahma, speaking of which, the Brahma family is absolutely forced by the wrath of the heavens, and this generation of bloodlines is all female, and the only one is Brahma!

What's going on!

The group of animals in the Fanjia family can only work day and night, otherwise, the bloodline will be broken!

But.

If it can be done, will it have to wait until today?

The Black Prison Holy Ancestor is called a happy one, in the past, he didn't pay attention to Fanzhong, but this matter is too huge, once Fanzhong dies, Old Man Fanzhong will go crazy, and he will definitely go all out to investigate the murderer thoroughly!

Their two holy places are the key objects of suspicion!

Once there are any clues, he shows a little bit of horse's feet, it will be bad, and he is also very afraid of the desperate old man.

But.

It's stable now!

Fanzhong has been kidnapped by someone else!

And Lao Tzu, I only need to add a little bit of strength, hehehe...

Do what you want, the Black Prison Saint Ancestor stared at Wang Bao and sneered, "Boy, if you run into me, you are unlucky..."

As soon as the words fell.

Above the head of the Black Hell Holy Ancestor, a black mist rose out, and after an instant, it turned into a short sword with a dark body!

This sword has no hilt, only a sword body, but the Black Prison Saint Ancestor directly refined the short sword sacrifice into a natal immortal weapon!

At this time, the black sword burst out, and in the blink of an eye, it descended on the top of Wang Bao's head!

The Huoyun Evil God's eyes were gloomy, and he was about to make a move, but Wang Bao interrupted him with a wave of his hand, smiled slightly, and the wooden sword in his hand appeared, casually blocking it!

The black sword slammed into the wooden sword!

Immediately, the click cracked!

It didn't matter if this crack was made, the soul of the Black Prison Holy Ancestor was also cracked, he looked confused, the corners of his mouth were spitting bloodshots, and he looked at this scene in a daze!

There was silence for a long time before he let out a terrible roar, "Bastard... My Nether Sword... I will crush you to ashes..."

Rumble!

The terrifying momentum erupted, and in the sky above the Black Prison Holy Ancestor, the endless black tide kept rolling, and after an instant, it turned into a black dragon body, and the huge eyes were all staring at Wang Bao, with a wave of the Black Prison Holy Ancestor's big hand, the black dragon soared and pounced towards Wang Bao!

Wang Bao quietly put away the fragments of the black sword, and then said in a dark voice, "Old man, what kind of trouble are you doing..."

Let's talk about it.

Wang Bao stretched out his hand and waved, and three spiritual lights swept through the Fire Cloud Evil God and Fanzhong, and the three of them disappeared without a trace!

The black dragon pounced, and the entire mountain top was completely blown up!

The Black Prison Saint Ancestor's face changed wildly, his face quickly distorted, his eyes stared at the surroundings fiercely, and the power of his divine soul was quickly released, but after a long time, his face became even more gloomy!

"Damn, I ran away!"

The Black Prison Saint Ancestor was like eating a fly, not to mention how crooked!

The great future is in vain!

The opportunity to cut off the bloodline of the Fanjia family just slipped away quietly!

Half pensive.

The Black Prison Saint Ancestor sneered and said to himself, "Lao Tzu will go to the capital of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom first, slowly figure it out, I don't believe that I can't find a chance!"

The figure flashed, and the Black Prison Saint Ancestor disappeared in place.

And at this moment.

Somewhere in the void far away, Wang Bao and the three of them appeared, and the Huoyun Evil God took a breath and said in a deep voice, "Master, that person should be an old monster at the peak realm of the emperor!"

Wang Bao nodded, and said coldly, "I'm not his opponent yet, but I'm not afraid of him! This old bastard, it's okay to trouble me, it's really a death, look at how Lao Tzu plays him to death!"

Fan Zhong suddenly trembled and said, "Senior, please don't hand me over to him, he is the Holy Ancestor of the Black Prison Holy Land... If I fall into his hands, I will surely die..."

"Black Prison Holy Land Holy Ancestor?"

Wang Bao narrowed his eyes, and suddenly smiled strangely, "It turns out that there is such a big source, tsk, it's just a big boss sent to the door, you have to mess with him..."