The blood-colored brilliance rolled up into the sky, as if turning into a boundless sea, and everyone was stunned, as if they didn't expect it, only the blood in front of them was condensing.

"This ......"

Everyone was unexpected, only to see the demon god standing there, standing on the side of the sea of blood, and with a wave of his hand, the blood in the sky surged and turned into a blood-colored big hand covering the four directions, and shot directly towards the golden chariot!

Airplanes!

The big hand slapped down, and the roar echoed.

"You ......"

In the chariot, Ning Zhenchen wanted to speak, but the big hand had already fallen, and the golden chariot was trembling, and pieces of golden light bloomed and shrouded the surroundings!

Yikes!

At this moment, the blood-colored big hand was like a huge mountain directly pressing down towards the chariot, and the golden light bloomed brilliantly, but at the moment when the big hand fell, the golden mangs twisted and cracked inch by inch under everyone's eyes.

Rumble!

The golden light shattered, turning into a fluorescent sky, the entire golden chariot trembled, a crack appeared, the axles were broken, and the chariot was accompanied by a fluttering blood dance, and the four arrogant girls before were directly crushed.

Hiss!

Looking at everything in front of them, the sound of gasping cold air sounded on the surrounding peaks, and everyone looked at the front of the medicine mountain in horror!

"Is this the Demon God?"

"I didn't expect that the demon god who had been silent for two years was still so terrifying, it was Ning Zhechen's chariot, the chariot of the peak of the creation level, and it was so cracked by him!"

"The demon god is still so powerful, no wonder he dared to kill three incarnations of the demon in a row before, and directly hit the Qingluan Ancestral Land!"

“......”

One after another exclamations sounded, You Lingshi stood in the distance, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she looked at Luo Fan stupidly, while the golden light of the cracked golden chariot dimmed, and a breath of qi spread out of the chariot.

"Demon God, you ......"

Crash!

The sound of Ning breaking dust in the chariot just sounded, but Luo Fan had already made a move, and the endless blood surged and gathered, and a blood-colored big hand condensed again, this time the big hand crossed, and opened his palm to grasp the chariot directly!

Rumble!

When the big hand grasped the chariot, a roar sounded, the golden light was crushed, and the whole chariot was dimmed.

Click!

The next moment, the sound of shattering came, and at that moment, the chariot shattered, and countless people casually flew out of the palm of their hands, turning into streamers and flying everywhere!

"What!"

"Demons, demon gods...... It's too overbearing!"

Compared to just now, everyone was shocked again, watching the demon god pinch and explode the chariot, watching the chariot fragments turn into streamers, their eyes were trembling, this time directly shocked everyone!

"Ahh

As the chariot shattered, there was a roar in the void, and the blood-colored big hand was also shattered at this moment, a yellow-brown light shattered the big hand, and the brilliance in the sky instantly fell, only the light swept into a yellow-brown spiritual sea!

"Demon God!"

There was an angry shout from the yellow-brown spiritual sea, and a young man of about twenty-three or fourteen years old was standing there, standing in a yellow robe, his hair flying but disheveled, holding a folding fan in his hand, but trembling.

"You're too strong, you're too eye-catching!"

Ning Zhechen stood on the yellow-brown spiritual sea, his originally handsome and unusually handsome face, but now he was full of anger.

But when he said this, the demon god was in the air, and a bloody hand appeared again, covering him directly and pinching him!

Rumble!

The bloody hand approached, and the folding fan in Ning Zhechen's hand swept like a knife and directly broke the big hand, this time the bloody hand did not pose any threat to him, but his face was even more ugly.

And Luo Fan didn't care, this time he didn't plan to attack, just shoot it at random.

"Who is arrogant and has no one in sight?"

Luo Fan opened his mouth lightly, his voice was calm, but Ning Zhechen's face was extremely gloomy, and everyone was also embarrassed, Ning Zhechen was arrogant, and dared to open his mouth to let the demon god go in and pick a creation fruit for him, even Jun Hanwu disdained the demon god and didn't dare to say such a thing!

Ning Zhichen was arrogant, but the demon god simply blew up his chariot, and when he was angry, he stared straight ahead, and said, "Heh, do you really think that you are still the same demon god at the beginning? Others don't know, don't you know yourself? In a blink of an eye, you have only cultivated two realms, and you still think you are invincible!"

Crash!

Ning Zhenchen spoke, the void trembled slightly, the spiritual sea trembled A terrifying momentum rolled up, the spiritual sea floated and roared terrifyingly, everyone's eyes looked at it, and their hearts were shocked.

"What a strong breath, the dust-breaking boy is really extraordinary!"

Someone felt it and couldn't help but speak, Ning Zhichen was a little embarrassed, but the power was nothing to say, even Mo Qingyu glanced at Ning Zhichen with surprise!

"Six transformations!"

"No wonder Qingxiao values him so much!" Jun Hanwu also spoke softly.

After speaking softly, Ning Zhichen looked at Luo Fan and said, "Do you think that you are still the same powerful man at the beginning, and everyone has to respect you and be afraid of your demon god?

Ning Zhechen said, staring at each other, uncertain, everyone listened to Ning Zhechen and couldn't help but look at Luo Fan.

"The demon god is still in a transformation?"

"How is this possible?"

“......”

Everyone said, You Lingshi couldn't help but look at it, Luo Fan had told her that she had only cultivated two realms, she didn't believe it at the time, but now she ......

"Huh"

The demon god was silent, Ning Zhechen chuckled, shook the folding fan gently, looked at Luo Fan with compassion, and said, "No matter how amazing you are, you don't have a chance."

Luo Fan didn't smile, he seemed to be indifferent, looked at Ning Zhechen, and said, "When I was able to beat Qingxiao and retreat, I was able to beat you until you were seriously injured and dying, where did you get the courage now?"

"Hahaha, I said that time has passed, maybe let you practice for some more years, I'm afraid it will make people jealous again, but I said, you don't have a chance!"

Ning Zhichen opened his mouth, and the yellow-brown spiritual sea bloomed in this blood-colored mountain range, as far as the eye could see, everyone was watching, their eyes were hot, looking forward to the start of the war, wanting to see the demeanor of the demon god, and also wanting to see if it was really as Ning Zhichen said.

But the demon god stood there, pondered for a while, couldn't help nodding, and said, "There's no chance!"

When the words fell, everyone was stunned, but at this time, he turned to look at the medicine mountain and said, "Then I'll enter the medicine mountain again!"

Well?

The words of the demon god were unexpected, looking at the eyes, even Ning Zhichen was stunned, and then laughed.

"Hahaha, is this the demon god who used to be dominant? Hahahaha!"

The laughter rang out, but Luo Fan didn't think so, and when he turned around, he directly stepped across, and when he floated his hand, a blood-colored light rolled up You Lingshi, and at this moment, the two of them directly sank into the top of the medicine mountain!

"This ......"

The demon god's actions were puzzling, but Luo Fan stepped on the top of the medicine mountain again but sat down, a crystal fruit appeared in his floating hand, looked at the front calmly, and said, "Since I don't have a chance, then I'll eat a few Creation Fruits and see if there is a chance!"

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