Rumble!

The huge Xuanli palm fell violently, slapping several cultists to death, just like beating flies, and even the ground was shattered by this palm, forming a palm-shaped depression. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When I raised my palm again, I saw that the cultists had turned into meat cakes, deeply embedded in the earth, and it was terrible to see.

Fan Lang's expression was cold, condensed the giant palm in mid-air, and continued to walk forward.

The gate in front of him blocked him, and he directly punched out, shattering the gate with his fist-covering hand, clearing a road, and there was really a kind of momentum of people blocking and killing, and demons blocking and killing demons.

With such a fuss, almost the entire Demon Worship Sect was alarmed.

Hundreds of figures rushed towards the shattered gate, among which there were many Xuanzong, as well as a few Xuanzun. Together, these people couldn't make Fan Lang feel the slightest threat, as if a group of ants rushed to his feet, and he could kill them all with just one step on his feet.

"Bold! How dare you trespass on the Demon Worship Sect!"

"I know him, he is the one who climbed the Demon Heart Mountain a few days ago, the sect leader sent me to investigate this matter before, I took a look at him from afar!"

"It doesn't matter who he is, let's shoot together and divide him into corpses! trespass on the Demon Worship Sect, he has committed a capital crime, after killing him, sacrifice him to the Demon Clan!"

Many cultists swarmed up, and some people used long-range attacks, and all kinds of attacks were intertwined, and the scene was chaotic.

If the Half-Demon Sect Master was here, he might be able to bring a little trouble to Fan Lang and block his steps, but the Half-Demon Sect Master died last night, and the rest of the cultists were all not to be afraid.

Fan Lang raised his hands, condensed the second hand that covered the sky, and pushed hard towards the front, resisting all the enemies in front of him with his own strength.

Whew!

The two Heaven-Covering Hands burst through the air, fending off the cultists' attacks, and then rushed into the crowd, killing and wounding countless people in their path.

Fan Lang's palm flipped over, and the giant palm in mid-air flew with it, beating many cultists to pieces, either dead or injured, and hundreds of people who rushed to the front fell a large area.

Wave after wave of experience points are in the account, Fan Lang is about to upgrade, and these dead people will become his stepping stone on the road to the strong.

Kill!

The cultists are ruthless, Fan Lang is even more ruthless, in the face of the rioters, the only way to fight violence is to fight violence with violence!

Fan Lang killed as he advanced, stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood towards the depths of the Demon Worship Sect.

Cultists believe that they can be reincarnated as demons after death, and they are often not afraid of death, and they come in groups in groups, and the number does not decrease but increases.

The masters in the Demon Worship Sect saw Fan Lang's strength and knew that it was difficult to win with few people, so they all gathered together, and there were nine Xuanzun.

These nine masters attacked together, attacking Fan Lang's sky-covering hand with different moves, and finally smashed these two big hands with a bang.

Fan Lang was as calm as ever, he was able to break the hand that covered the sky, proving that the real enemy had appeared, the warm-up was over, and the battle officially began.

"You people, who are my enemies?"

Fan Lang's attitude was arrogant, he pulled out the dragon scale sword, entered the human dragon form, and turned into a half-human and half-dragon, with dragon horns on his head and dragon scales on his body, as if he had a layer of battle armor on his body.

Brush!

Fan Lang rushed out at full speed, the whole person was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, turned into afterimages, rushed to the front of a Xuanzun cultist, swung his sword and slashed down, and the falling sword fell to the ground like a meteor, which was the eight-star combat technique meteor sword technique.

Burst!

Without waiting for the cultist master to react, he was slashed by Fan Lang with a sword, and the whole person was split into two, and his death was extremely miserable.

Fan Lang's hand was weak, and the card bag on the corpse was smoothed down, this kind of master of the Xuanzun realm was worth searching. It's like shooting a group of minions to death with one move before, so there's no need to loot.

There are a lot of enemies, this battle is not suitable for a long time, a quick battle is the king, and you can't waste time on those little minions.

With a successful blow, Fan Lang did not pause at all, and rushed directly into the center of several high schools, took out the cold water knife with his left hand, and stabbed the blade in the air with his backhand.

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold!

The icy cold air spreads out, covering all directions, turning into huge ice flowers, and the crystal clear petals are sword qi, this move can not only kill people, but also have a freezing effect, which can slow down the enemy.

Several cultist masters resisted the cold and retreated one after another, and some were injured by the Ice Flower Knife Qi.

Sword a round of the moon!

Fan Lang used his sword together, his body rotated, and he slashed at a retreating cultist master, and the martial arts artistic conception affected the surroundings, and the surroundings suddenly darkened, becoming as black as ink.

In the darkness, there is only a full moon.

Poof!

Two streams of blood splattered out, the bright red color contrasting strongly with the bright moonlight.

The darkness dispersed, the light reappeared, and Fan Lang was seen hanging proudly in the air with a sword in his hand, and the body of the deceased fell from him, forming a murderous picture.

Another Xuanzun master died!

Most of the Xuanzun are just one or two moves in front of Fan Lang, and the nine Xuanzun tied together are not his opponents.

The few surviving cultist masters around were dumbfounded, and in addition to surprise and fear in their hearts, who was this divine in front of them?

Powerful and terrifying, in the face of such a killing god, there is no chance of winning at all!

"Hurry up and ask the demons for help!"

"Alert a few caves around!"

The cultist masters shouted one after another.

They no longer expect to rely on the power of the Demon Worship Sect to settle Fan Lang, they can only pin their hopes on the Demon Clan, after all, they have a cooperative relationship with the Demon Clan, or an embarrassing relationship.

The killing continues!

There will definitely be reinforcements from the demons coming later.,You must solve the current trouble before the reinforcements arrive.,Otherwise, the enemy will unite together.,There will be some trouble.。

Fan Lang attacked with all his might, the offensive was fierce and furious, killing one cultist master after another, and only two of them were released. He fought his way out of the blood, and no one dared to stop him anymore, and the road ahead was unimpeded.

He flapped the wings of Nirvana and flew to the center of the main altar of the Demon Worship Sect, where there is a circular iron door on the ground, the texture is very heavy, and there are two iron locks nearby, each of which is tied to two sturdy demon dogs, which are used to guard this place.

The two demon dogs are three circles larger than the Tibetan mastiff, full of sharp teeth and sharp teeth, with saliva hanging on the side of their mouths, and when they see someone approaching, they begin to grin and whine. They are all five-star demon pets, and they still have some ability, but in front of Fan Lang, they are only the level of two Chihuahuas.

Fan Lang's eyes lit up, staring at the round iron door on the ground, what he wanted was underneath.

"Wang!"

"Wang!"

The two demon dogs issued a warning without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Fan Lang shifted his gaze, his gaze was as cold as a sword, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Woohoo......"

The two demon dogs instinctively felt the fear, made a frightened sound, lowered their eyebrows, clamped their tails, and hid to both sides.

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances. Fan Lang snorted coldly, slashed open the iron door with a sword, and rushed down, ignoring the two demon dogs.