Chapter 537: Kill, Leave No Behind
Wang Fan was actually the god king of the year, and countless people were in a daze. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"The poison back then, but you ordered it?" Wang Fan said coldly.
After being surprised, the First Ancestor of the Holy Martial Sect calmed down, and he said in a cold voice: "I didn't expect it! You are highly poisoned, and you can still survive under the siege of two and a half supremes, that's right! The poison was caused by me, which can only mean that you deserve to die." ”
The enemy who killed him 10,000 years ago was in front of him, but Wang Fan was very calm, he said: "Back then, why did you want to harm me?"
The First Ancestor of the Holy Martial Sect laughed and said, "It's really interesting, you still don't know the truth of the matter!"
"What do you mean?" said Wang Fan.
"Back then, you rose too fast, and you were called the first person under the Half Supreme, and it was difficult for even the Half Supreme to kill you. And you!, lead the Holy City to rise and become a giant. However, have you ever thought that there are many forces in the Holy City, and you have helped the Xu family to ascend to the throne, and the other families are naturally unwilling. ”
Wang Fan was silent, he had already thought about this matter.
"Then why are you trying to harm me?"
"Those families in the Holy City, the prices are amazing. The First Ancestor of the Holy Martial Sect licked his lips.
Not far away, Miao Ye, who was fighting fiercely with the two supremes, was in tears, and he said angrily: "It's actually them, how much credit the God King has made to help the Holy City, it's actually this group of ***!!"
Wang Fan said: "I see, this is the human heart, but, your holy martial arts sect should be destroyed, I can't wait for my family to be dominant, even the lowly strength of me wants to be destroyed, today I will destroy you and so on." ”
The First Ancestor of the Holy Martial Sect sneered: "It's up to you! Half-Supreme is not, how can you fight with me!"
Indeed, there are too many powerhouses in the Holy Martial Sect, and five half-step supremes are a kind of pressure, not to mention, there are so many five-extreme secret realms, especially some Dao Source peak great cultivators, and the aura is really terrifying.
Right now.
With a long roar, everyone looked up, only to see a huge figure appear, its huge, covering the sky and the sun, and a huge and incomparably huge molten dragon snake appeared.
The arrival of Xiao Rong, the aura of the half-demon saint, made the ancestors of the Holy Martial Sect feel pressure.
"Brother Wang Fan, Xiaorong is here. ”
Xiao Rong appeared, and the molten dragon karma fire ignited around his body, and he pounced on the gate protection array of the Holy Martial Sect.
"Boom!"
Everyone on the periphery retreated, away from this place, the molten dragon karma fire was really terrifying, and it slammed into the gate protection array, trembling violently.
The first ancestor of the Holy Martial Sect sneered: "The helper of a half-desolate demon is indeed possible, but are you going to take these rabble to attack my Holy Martial Sect? Today must be your death date." ”
Wang Fan said lightly: "Xuanqing Heavenly Turtle, break the formation!"
The stone turtle snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spit out human words, and said, "It's really stupid to waste an opportunity for me to help you without such a holy gate, not even the supreme." ”
Wang Fan sneered: "Are you stupid? Because I am the descendant of Qinglian, don't talk nonsense, break the formation!"
Xuanqing Heavenly Turtle was helpless, and he released a true supreme aura.
Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color, how strong the supreme breath was, and the mysteries of the laws were all being reflected, and the heavens and the earth seemed to collapse because of this supreme breath.
"Supreme!" exclaimed the First Ancestor.
At this moment, everyone in the Holy Martial Sect was stunned, there was actually a real supreme who helped the Ten Thousand Souls Desolate Body attack the Holy Martial Sect?
The Xuanqing Heavenly Turtle stepped on it, and this foot covered a range of thousands of kilometers.
The mountains and rivers cracked, the surface of the earth opened, the sky trembled, and the incomparably hard gate protection array exploded with a "boom", the air waves were churning, and the floating islands inside exploded because of this, and some of the powerhouses of the Holy Martial Sect exploded into blood mist before they had time to scream!
Everyone was stunned.
Immediately afterwards, the star body controlled by the Sky Swallowing Jar finally fell, and all the powerhouses of the Holy Martial Sect joined forces to resist, but they couldn't resist the fall of the ancient star body.
"Boom!"
The ancient astral body really fell, and the Holy Martial Sect trembled violently again, and countless palaces, countless floating islands, and the foundation of the ancestors for several generations were all destroyed.
At this moment, everyone froze.
"Ah!!" the Ancestor roared, his eyes red.
"Kill!"
Wang Fan drank.
"Kill!"
On the contrary, countless armies of monks poured up, densely packed with too many, at least 10,000 people.
And among these 10,000 people, not a single one is a treasure mirror monk.
"I'm going to kill you!" The first ancestor of the Holy Martial Sect was crazy, and he looked at the collapse of the Holy Martial Gate, and his heart was broken.
Wang Fan was not afraid at all and faced a fierce battle.
As soon as the two of them fought, the sky shook, the terrifying qi waves churned, the mountain peaks below them collapsed, and the brilliant cultivation light exploded, and the space cracked as a result!
"Kill!"
The people of Tianli flocked to it.
Although the people of the Holy Martial Sect were embarrassed, they still pounced.
At this moment, Wang Fan is very powerful, it is the realm of the peak of the Dao Source, and the first ancestor of the Holy Martial Sect, an old ghost who has lived for more than 10,000 years, when the two of them fought fiercely, they were actually indistinguishable.
Wang Fan shouted: "Heavenly Turtle, kill them for me and leave no one." ”
Xuanqing Heavenly Turtle hehehe
At this appearance, he swallowed a half-supreme in one gulp, chewing it in large gulps.
Everyone saw that their scalps were numb and they screamed.
Xuanqing Tiangui said: "Just this bit of meat, I don't dare to stuff my teeth, or those half-desolate demons still eat it." ”
Its eyes looked at Xiao Rong's huge body and said, "That kind of flesh is enough to taste." ”
Where is this Sky Tortoise, it is completely a Demon Tortoise.
Wang Fan's voice came, and he said coldly: "If you dare to touch a single hair of her, I will stew you in turtle soup, and I will do what I say." ”
Xuanqing Tiangui snorted coldly, he was also very helpless, how domineering Wang Fan was.
"Qinglian descendants, no one is simple, stay away from this group of perverts in the future. Xuanqing Heavenly Turtle muttered.
Wang Fan and Yizu fought fiercely, and all kinds of magical powers on both sides came out, and Yizu also found that the other party's body was simply perverted, especially the weird divine sense attack, which almost pierced him several times.
But even so, Yizu is still strong, he is an old monster who has lived for 17,000 years, the perfect origin supernatural power is unexpectedly out, he is even more powerful martial arts, every punch, every palm, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and the mountains and rivers burst open.
However, no matter how strong the first ancestor is, he is gradually desperate at this time.
There is the terrifying existence of the Heavenly Turtle, the semi-supreme of the Holy Martial Sect, which was eaten one by one, and no one could stop it at all.
Wang Fan fought fiercely against the Half Supreme, he was not leisurely at all, the strength of the First Ancestor was extremely strong, and he was almost the existence of the peak of the Half Supreme, maybe he was giving him a period of time, and he might be able to really become the Supreme.
However, this battle with Yizu, in his opinion, is just to hone himself.
(To be continued.) )