This is very amazing, even Qing Ming and Nangong Ying feel very surprised, they can witness with their own eyes, Wang Fan is alone, killing in and out, so that the gods and demons are admired, how can his Ten Thousand Souls Holy Son have such terrifying power!

It turned out that the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls was in the ruins of the ancient gods, and he never showed up, and he acted alone and got a very terrifying opportunity. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not only did he get the soul seed, but he also got a secret method of an ancient book! That's why he retreated and practiced penance, and when he came out of the customs, he was already in the dark realm, which shocked the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Souls.

The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls has also been to the Wasteland Tower, and he has always wanted to find Wang Fan, but fate is like this, let them meet in the Open Heaven Holy Tree, but at that time, there was no way to fight, there were too many gods and demons.

Therefore, he naturally also saw the scene where Wang Fan was chased and killed by the gods and demons, and the last person broke out of the encirclement, making the gods and demons retreat in horror.

At that time, he knew that if he wanted to kill Wang Fan, it was absolutely impossible, that is, he stepped into the realm of passage.

Therefore, after he walked out of the ruins of the ancient gods, he practiced in crazy retreat, and in a short period of time, he successfully cultivated the secret method, and his strength increased several times.

Cultivation has also reached the double heaven of the secluded realm!

The two sides fought endlessly, after all, they both touched their bottom line.

The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls constantly swept out the power of black souls, those black souls that were as ugly as ghosts, and could devour people's divine soul power.

At this moment, everyone discovered that the divine soul of the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls was extremely terrifying, reaching the Earth Soul Realm!

made Wang Fan feel a trace of pressure, which really surprised him.

However, Wang Fan quickly figured out that although he was in the Heavenly Soul Realm, he had not reached the Soul Realm after all, and he could not exert 100% of the power of the Divine Soul, so he let the Ten Thousand Souls Holy Son gain the upper hand.

However, Wang Fan was still strong, shifting his shape, dodging the lore again and again, and bombarding and killing with his fists.

Ancient Demon Fist!

With this punch, the sky in the dark night changed color, as if an ancient demon appeared on the edge of the sky.

The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls burst out with great mana, and the spell patterns around him were shining, and even in the spell patterns, he was still chanting ancient syllables.

The Ancient Demon Fist was really terrifying, and his Ten Thousand Souls Holy Son finally felt it personally, and there was a slight crack in the spell of the terrifying defense, but it healed quickly.

Wang Fan's eyes narrowed immediately.

The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls said, "You are not my opponent. ”

Wang Fan said: "As a result, the people who said this to me are all dead. ”

The two looked at each other, and they could see that the other party's fighting spirit was awe-inspiring.

And the people below were already dumbfounded.

These two people are simply beyond imagination terrifying, the faces of the young people of the Tianli Divine Kingdom are extremely ugly, there is no doubt that whether it is Wang Fan or the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls, they have already surpassed them too far.

The face of the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls returned to calm, Mu Yan had been rescued, and he was fine for the time being, but he would leave a secret wound in the future.

"Have you tried, what is the real fear of death?" said the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls coldly.

Wang Fan sneered, and the ancient demon fist intent erupted, and he bombarded again.

"The Scythe of Death. ”

With the roar of the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls, in his hand, a pitch-black scythe was condensed, the head of the knife was very large, more like a scepter, and black thunder was exuded all over his body.

With a single slash, the black scythe collided with the Ancient Demon Fist, as if the space exploded, and the light of the black gas splashed everywhere, making the void seem to fall into endless darkness for the next moment.

Countless people have already hid in the formation of the Moon Fang Villa, otherwise it is very likely to be affected, and such a collision and fierce battle is unprecedented.

Wang Fan narrowed his eyes, he could feel that the terror of the black scythe blade was not weaker than the power of the ancient demon fist.

The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls snorted coldly, and the sickle slashed down, like the blade of death, directly approaching Wang Fan's head.

Wang Fan avoided it, but the sharp scythe qi still cut off one of his sleeves, and the scythe was too sharp.

Wang Fan opened his hand and pinched out the Law Seal, skillfully and quickly, in the palm of his hand, a vigorous hill appeared, incomparably real, and pressed towards the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls.

However, with a slash from the black scythe, the mountain seal instantly turned into two halves, and the moment it split the mountain seal, it stabbed straight towards his hand, unable to dodge.

The tip of the black sickle stabbed down, and the black mang exploded even more, and it turned out to be a dazzling black mang, and Wang Fan's whole person was blasted out and fell into the waterfall in the distance, and he directly broke the waterfall, and his whole person also fell into the mountain crack.

"If he doesn't think about himself, he can't be the opponent of the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls. Someone saw Wang Fan being blown away and sneered.

"The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls has boundless mana, he has a supreme identity, and he has no origin in the Ten Thousand Soul Desolate Body! I really don't know the courage to challenge the Holy Son. ”

Some nobles who looked at Wang Fan unpleasantly said something that was difficult to hear.

This remark disgusted many people, but they didn't say it, because the people in that courtyard tower have extraordinary backgrounds.

Fan Xiaopang looked at it coldly, and sneered without hesitation: "Some people are very ignorant, thinking that they are very great, just sitting in the well and watching the sky to discuss some things, and in the end they can only be other people's dogs." ”

Fan Yujiang's words made the entire courtyard building fry, and they all looked at Fan Yujiang angrily, almost making a move.

Someone sneered: "Fan Yujiang, you are also the descendant of the Sword God, how can you recognize this person as the eldest brother, isn't this the face of the old man who lost the Sword God?"

"If you want me to say, you will only judge a person by identity, so don't come out and mix it up, go home and eat milk. Fan Yujiang's words are still sharp.

Xuan Meng looked at the other end of the waterfall, until Wang Fan walked out of the waterfall, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing the words of the Louting people, she frowned slightly, and said: "The people of your country, do they all treat people like this? Only people of status can be on an equal footing with them, and it seems that your country has a high sense of power." ”

Li Qiutian was very concerned about Xuan Meng's words, and after hearing this, his face became gloomy, and his eyes were staring at the people in the pavilion.

Is this group of Imperial City nobles really getting more and more excessive, and they don't speak through their brains?

Although there were all kinds of quarrels, everyone's eyes still stayed on the other side of the waterfall.

Wang Fan walked step by step, the water of the waterfall flowed, because of the blood and qi of his Zhou Society, everyone looked at his hand, and they were all stunned.

Under the scythe of death, it didn't stab Wang Fan's palm, but only broke a hole, and a trace of blood flowed down.

What flesh this is!

Countless people were stunned, how terrifying the death sickle was, it could only pierce Wang Fan's skin.

"You're so bad. Wang Fan said calmly.

The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls frowned slightly, he didn't expect that Wang Fan's body was so strong that the scythe of death could not pierce his body, and could only break some skin.

"Really, this is just the beginning. ”

ps: Outbreak at 0:00 a.m. at night!! don't forget to read it, the outbreak is estimated to be more than ten chapters, depending on the situation, I'm waiting for you.