"Patriarch, I remember, the current ruler of the Immortal Family, Shi Yi, is this guy's father."

"They're all in this together."

Tianjiao, a wolf clan who had participated in the Tianjiao Festival, suddenly woke up and finally recognized Shi Fan's familiar face.

This is a wonderful misunderstanding.

Shi Yi is now being taken away by the ancestor of the Shi family.

The ancestor of the Shi family had already expelled Shi Fan, this "unscrupulous descendant", from the Shi family.

Even the Immortal Family is now chasing and killing Shi Fan.

But these things, the Silver Moon Wolf King naturally didn't know.

The Immortal Family wanted to subdue the Silver Moon Wolf Clan, and now the son of the ruler of the Immortal Family has mixed into their clan as the Ten Thousand Souls Venerable.

And this guy has been hunting demon creatures all along.

"What an immortal family, my Silver Moon Wolf Clan and you are incompatible."

As soon as he thought of this, the Silver Moon Wolf King suddenly blushed with anger.

Now, the Vermilion Bird Demon King is dead, and the demon clan has no leader.

The Silver Moon Wolf Clan is the strongest of the remaining demon clan forces.

It is also the race with the most promising desire to become the new royal family.

As long as he doesn't agree, the immortal family will not want to gain the allegiance of any demon creature.

Bang.

The battle on the other side continues.

Violent explosions rang out incessantly.

The void continued to crack, as if it had started to repeat.

The cycle goes on and on.

"Die!"

Shi Fan's face was pale, and all kinds of magical secret methods burst out in an instant as if they didn't want money, forming torrents that swept all around and spread towards Yang Xiu.

Now he is more and more anxious.

The main thing he found out was that he fought for so long.

Yang Xiu didn't seem to have used all his strength.

It's like fighting with himself, and for him, it's like a child's play.

Thinking of this, the anger in Shi Fan's heart was even worse, like an erupting volcano.

It was as if someone had stepped on it in the face.

For a man as pretentious as him, this invisible contempt was even worse than killing him.

He can tolerate his temporary inferiority to others.

After all, as the old saying goes, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty.

As long as he is given enough time, he is confident that he will be able to catch up.

But he could not tolerate such contempt in battle.

In front of him, Yang Xiu didn't take him seriously at all.

"Fist of All Souls."

Shi Fan's eyes flickered, and the fist prints opened and closed, carrying the will of all spirits to suppress it.

In this punch, countless ontological phantoms of the demon clan Tianjiao devoured by him appeared.

Mighty and invincible.

In the face of Shi Fan's killing punch, Yang Xiu's face was still calm, without any fluctuations.

It's just a mediocre exploration, in the palm of his hand, and in an instant, countless voids condensed in his palm.

Envelop the power of this punch.

This moment.

The void is constantly being born and shattering.

Create the void at will.

This is the most powerful means he has now broken through the Saint King.

In the past, in the first battle on the coast of the East China Sea, Yang Xian relied on this means to suppress the Nine Peak Saints.

The gods descended to earth with a dozen nines.

See this scene.

The crowd was stunned.

First of all, Shi Fan was the most shocked.

This punch is derived from the soul of the Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable.

This old guy has really been hiding from him all along.

There is such an Upper Domain Immortal Method, but it has not been taught to him.

It's damn it.

This punch can be regarded as the mastery of the Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable at the bottom of the box, condensing his comprehension of all spirits.

The power is endless, destroying the world and destroying the world.

You can kill the Saint King in the Saint Realm.

But he never expected that this punch would not be able to hurt Yang Xiu in the slightest.

"By the way, Yang Xiu is not an ordinary saint king."

Thinking of this, Shi Fan's face darkened.

Yang Xiu, the Primal Holy Son, had an extraordinary physique, and was even stronger than the Upper Ancient True Dragon Clan, and there were few opponents in the same generation.

It is also a demon who can often fight beyond the ranks and be undefeated in the same realm.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Yang Xiu whispered softly, and in the next second, he suddenly flashed behind Shi Fan.

Not good!

Shi Fan secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

I haven't had time to react yet.

In the next second, he was slapped on the head by Yang Xiu, like smashing a watermelon, his head exploded, his whole body exploded, blood spilled into the sky, and countless blood fell down.

All over the Void.

"Blood is reborn."

A child of destiny is a child of destiny after all.

There are endless ways to save lives.

This is a kind of substitution for death similar to that of the Hydra clan.

I saw Shi Fan's body in a pool of mud, quickly reunited, healed, and soon intact, but his face was still a little pale.

The moment his body reappeared, he launched his killing move again.

At its cuff, a small black sword appeared.

The small sword originated from Shi Fan's experience and accidentally fell off the cliff and picked it up.

Unknown origin.

Although he didn't know the grade, so far, he hadn't encountered an object or defense that this small sword couldn't penetrate.

"Yang Xiu, go die."

Shi Fan's eyes burst with cold light, and the small black sword in his hand stabbed out, containing a sharp edge that could kill everything.

A sudden turn of events.

If it were someone else, I would be caught off guard.

It's easy to be plotted.

"Danger!"

Seeing this scene, the Silver Moon Wolf King couldn't help but exclaim.

His brow furrowed, his eyes full of worry.

I couldn't help but whisper.

"It's insidious."

Unlike other people's flusteredness, Yang Xiu was extremely calm.

Because he can directly observe the voice of his opponent.

Naturally, Shi Fan's actions were completely unexpected.

"Punish immortals, trap immortals, kill immortals, and kill immortals."

Yang Xiu sneered and was silent.

He has four divine weapons like this.

"Here comes the sword!"

With a shout, the sky and the earth changed color in an instant.

The void trembled, and four indescribable terrifying auras came from afar, followed by the sight of four sharp swords tearing through the void and cutting through the sky.

Like a nailed mouse, Shi Fan's body was nailed to the ground, unable to move.

The small black sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Lord Heavenly Emperor."

Shi Fan's face was full of horror, and he hurriedly called for Shi Tiandi in the sea of knowledge to help.

"Old Li, Master, old saints, do it!"

It was also at this moment that Yang Xiu's eyes were full of essence.

The blockade of the surrounding void was lifted, and it was a moment.

Several terrifying figures arrived, Ye Qingyun, the primordial saint king, and Li Chunyang, the first sword immortal in the primordial period.

Lord of the Nine Heavens Domain.

The three saints are mighty.

There are also several saints who are at the peak of the powerhouse.

Together, they set up a large array.

The moment he discovered the existence of Emperor Shi Tian, Yang Xiu immediately sent the news to the Primal Saint King.

The will of this Emperor must not be let go.

Otherwise, once the news is brought back to the upper domain by the other party, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"What a bold man, he dared to plot against this emperor!!"

Boom, the surrounding space completely exploded.

A huge palm poked out of Shi Fan's body.

The supreme aura spread out, making all the Dao tremble.

This is the breath of a true emperor.

(End of chapter)