To escape, of course, is to use glass to shine on the sky!

Fan Lang returned the sword into the sheath, his hands quickly sealed, and he slapped the air in front of him, shattering the space with a punch.

Thousands of cracks appeared around it, and countless images were cut, like a shattered mirror. In every picture, there is the figure of Fan Lang, which is difficult to distinguish between virtual and real.

"Carving insect skills!" Seeing this, the Van Cha snorted coldly, the halberd in his hand shook, and the holy white light swept in all directions, like a Buddha manifesting himself, smashing all those false spaces, and in the end, only one space remained, and Fan Lang's body was in it.

The Brahma stab with a halberd destroys the withered and decayed, destroying the heavens and the earth.

Fan Lang calmly watched this blow approaching, and when the halberd was killed in front of him, he suddenly retreated sharply, and then used his strength to fight, with the help of the power of the blow of the Van Cha, plus his own strength, and bombarded the surrounding space enchantment together.

Just now, the Van Cha cast a seal on the surroundings, and it was impossible to teleport in space, and if you want to escape, you have to break this seal.

With a loud bang, the seal shook violently, unable to withstand the power of this blow, and cracked the Dao Crack.

Fansha's pupils froze, he saw Fan Lang's intentions, and stepped up the offensive in his hands, but it was too late.

Fan Lang opened the door of space, dodged into it, and disappeared in an instant. The terrifying attack shattered the spatial gate, and the energy fluctuations dispersed, but there was no trace of Fan Lang.

But Fan Lang's voice stayed.

"This is the first time you have defeated me, and it is also the last, next time I fight, I will kill you!"

Fan Lang's fierce voice spread between heaven and earth.

"Don't wait for next time, we'll share life and death this time!"

Fansha was willing to take a risk, forcibly tearing the space apart, and chasing and killing the fleeing Fan Lang.

Doing this on the ancient continent has a huge risk, and the Brahma usually doesn't do this, but now it's forced to be urgent.

Let the tiger return to the mountain, and the future will be endless.

What's more, Fan Lang is a dragon!

Let Fan Lang go this time, and the Van Cha will have trouble sleeping, and would rather take risks than chase the past.

He shuttled through the space passage, locked Fan Lang's teleportation trajectory, and came to the place where Fan Lang teleported.

This place is still in the territory of the ancient continent, and I saw that Fan Lang opened another spatial door to teleport twice.

Fansha hurriedly pursued, and the halberd crossed the sky, piercing through the void, and bombarded where Fan Lang was.

This blow was a step slower, and Fan Lang had already teleported away for the second time.

The Brahma did not give up, and continued to teleport the pursuit, repeating this three times.

By the third time, the Brahma had suffered and hit an extremely unstable spatial turbulence, like a black hole whirlpool, which even he couldn't contend with.

A huge suction force flowed out from that space, and half of the Brahman's arm was swept into it, tearing it to pieces!

The Brahma used the means of reaching the sky, forcibly got rid of the spatial turbulence, and returned to the normal space, and only then did he escape the catastrophe.

If the strength is not enough, you must die just now.

If you lose an arm, you can regenerate, but it will take time to get back to your peak state.

His face sank like water, and he shook his broken arm, and his flesh began to grow rapidly, and his bones extended at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Fan Lang, I actually let you escape from under my nose!"

Fansha clenched the halberd in his hand, and his knuckles creaked, venting his inner unwillingness.

He knew very well in his heart what it meant to let Fan Lang go this time.

Fan Lang, who escaped, was really a little embarrassed, it was the first time since he broke through to the Xuan Saint that he was so embarrassed.

He teleported several times in a row, and each time he teleported, he had to consume a huge amount of Xuan power, and then he couldn't bear it anymore, so he stopped.

At this time, he had already come to the border of the ancient continent, and looking into the distance, he could see the vast sea.

"It was really dangerous just now, I almost caught up. ”

Fan Lang had palpitations.

Before he made a move, he was ready to retreat, so he didn't release Ah Zi and Jinyang Battle Lion, so as not to be tied up when he fled.

It's the same reason that the mysterious star boat has not been released, such a big thing, it is not so convenient to take it in and out. Fighting with the Brahma is ever-changing, and every second of variables can be killed.

After the battle just now, he had a clearer understanding of the strength of the Van Temple.

As he estimated before, only when he reached the realm of Xuanshen could he win steadily!

Even if he uses twelve times the explosion now, he is not completely sure, the risk is too great, and Fan Lang does not want to gamble like this until he has to.

Seeing that the Van Cha was not chasing, he sat down cross-legged in the air, and used some shielding and blinding methods to hide himself and rest and recover in secret.

After that, it has been calm, and the Van Cha did not chase and kill, and Fan Lang was able to recover to his peak state.

"The taste of escaping just now is really uncomfortable. I don't know when I'll be invincible in the world, so I won't have to run away again. Let's go to the Ancient Temple of Mercy next. Settle accounts with this group of monks, and then take away their treasures!"

Fan Lang flashed and disappeared out of thin air.

Through several spatial teleportations, he returned to the Tenglong Continent, in fact, he didn't leave for long, but there were too many things that happened during this time.

After resting, he teleported again and came to the vicinity of the Ancient Temple of Mercy.

The major transcendent forces will arrange formations to shield teleportation in their territory, so Fan Lang can only teleport to the vicinity of the Ancient Temple of Mercy, and cannot directly appear in the Ancient Temple of Mercy.

As far as the eye can see, there is an ancient temple built by the mountain in front, the mountain is majestic and magnificent, a huge stone Buddha is carved on the mountain wall, the law is solemn, and the eyebrows are kind. Above the ancient temple, there is a round of Buddha light suspended, like a small sun, radiating brilliance.

The ancient temple and the mountain are all lush with vegetation, a piece of greenery, and towering trees, no matter which angle you look at, it is a beautiful scenery full of vitality.

It's a good place, but it's a pity that it's caught up in the red dust and can't stay out of it.

Fan Lang took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly: "Fan Lang is here to worship the Buddha!

The sound spread, shaking the ancient temple of mercy.

Fan Lang walked over in the air, undisguised his hostility, exuding overwhelming coercion, the dark clouds behind him condensed, and a dragon shuttled among the dark clouds, making a dragon roar.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The Ancient Temple of Mercy rings the bell that represents the meaning of vigilance!

An old monk floated up, with a pair of long snow-white eyebrows, like two ribbons, floating in front of him. He is the head of the ancient temple of mercy - the abbot of the emptiness.

"Amitabha, this is the holy land of Buddhism, how can the benefactor speak disrespectfully here?" The abbot spoke loudly, and his voice was like a flood of bells, shocking his ears and shocking people's hearts.

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