"Space Seal!"

"He is a bronze dragon, and the strength of the worship elders of the Netherworld Sect has also reached the ninth level of the Yuan Sheng, and it is rumored that he has never missed the mission he performed for the Netherworld Sect."

Feeling that the space around him was sealed, Nie Fan's brows also frowned.

The Ninefold Origin Body of the Yuan Sage still possessed divinity, and it was much more flexible to use than the Yuan Sheng's Eightfold Condensed Origin Body.

Now Nie Fan's spatial origin body has been condensed, but if he wants to compete with this bronze dragon, he is still weak.

"Haha, do you want to escape, it's too late, now that this void space has been sealed, I'll see how you tear open this void and hide in. Youhong looked at Nie Fan's solemn expression and suddenly became daxiao.

This bronze dragon also looked at Nie Fan with contempt.

"Shadow Elite killed him!"

Youhong suddenly shouted angrily at the twelve people behind him, in his eyes, this Phantom Elite could easily kill the Yuan Sage Eightfold, and it was naturally not a problem to kill Nie Fan at this time.

Glancing at Fengya thousands of kilometers away behind him, the corners of Nie Fan's mouth suddenly flashed with a sneer.

If you don't make a move, I'll have to charge some interest, and if this shadow elite dies, it won't be possible for you to rebuild it in a few hundred years.

Nie Fan thought about it for a while, and then moved.

The brilliant golden light on the soles of his feet made Nie Fan's speed suddenly skyrocket, and the twelve young men in black light armor also moved at this moment.

Twelve fingers suddenly appeared.

"Netherworld Finger!"

Twelve loud bursts of applause.

Looking at the Netherworld Cold Heaven, Nie Fan sneered, and the right fist was instantly covered with dragon scales, and in the next moment, blood light surged out on Nie Fan's fist.

The Primordial Saint Sevenfold against the Phantom Elite is a dead end in everyone's eyes.

Boom, the twelve fingers condensed into a terrifying finger in the air, but the void within a radius of a hundred miles was as stable as a rock, and there was not the slightest crack appearing, which could also be seen that the copper dragon's means were powerful.

A popping sound that made people's scalps tingle suddenly set off a terrifying storm, and the next moment it swept ten miles away, and the entire ground trembled, and the mountains and rocks not far away exploded rapidly.

Before the monks who were close to scream screamed, they were swallowed up by the terrifying storm that had stirred up, leaving nothing left.

The dust fell to Nie Fan's hair flying, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but Nie Fan's body stood in place without moving at all.

The twelve young men took a step back one after another, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

This scene shocked some monks in the distance.

"This is the combat power of Nie Fan, the first day of the Heavenly Mad Academy, and this is the true strength of the geniuses who have moved the entire Trapped Dragon Continent over the years!"

The twelve Phantom Elites were unable to bombard such a genius, and they were even slightly injured by a counterattack, which made the monks in the distance boil.

Some of the women are even more beautiful, and their eyes are shining.

Some young people are blood boiling, men should be like this, their combat power is against the sky to achieve a lifetime of prestige, after today, Nie Fan is dead, and the legend of Nie Fan will also be spread in the entire Trapped Dragon Continent.

"Hmph, a bunch of waste!" Youhong snorted coldly when he saw Nie Fan blocking the blow of the Phantom Elite.

The bronze dragon's eyes also showed a fine light, obviously the combat power displayed by Nie Fan at this age shocked him, and at the same age, he knew that he was definitely not Nie Fan's opponent.

"This kid's combat power is estimated to be comparable to the young generation in this Trapped Dragon Continent, even those little guys. ”

"The sect master has a good eye this time, so you want to kill him, so you still don't do it?" The bronze dragon glanced at Youhong and said lightly.

"A bunch of waste. Youhong glanced at the twelve young men with shocked expressions in their eyes and snorted coldly.

The Netherworld Cold Heaven Finger is one of the three great skills of the Netherworld Sect, although it is only one blow, everyone knows that the twelve Netherworld elites cannot kill Nie Fan of the same level.

"Is this Youhong Elder going to make a move?"

"Big bullying small, these are all super shili capital. ”

"Get out!"

Hearing the discussion of some monks in the distance, this Youhong suddenly shouted angrily.

Suddenly, the monk in the distance fell silent.

"Hehe, are you finally going to make a move, you Netherworld Sect really has no one left, I didn't expect it to be some old immortals coming out, it seems that God is really not thin on me Nie Fan." ”

"Hmph, being able to die in my hands has already brought you a lot of friendship. ”

"Yes, if you want to kill me, I guess you still can't do it, one of the top ten elders of the Netherworld Sect is quite bluffing, but the real strength is not very good. ”

"You're looking for death!"

"There are so many people who say that, but I'm still alive and well. Nie Fan sneered and said.

Some of the monks in the distance suddenly gave Nie Fan a thumbs up, but some of them were not used to the Netherworld Sect's approach, and they dispatched one of the elders to deal with Nie Fan.

"Fuhu Black Snake Palm!"

This Youhong obviously didn't want to delay, he knew that he was delaying time to give Nie Fan time to taunt him, so he didn't spare his hand at all, and instantly his whole body ** burst out of a thick dark origin qi, and then everyone saw the old man's right palm slap towards Nie Fan fiercely.

With the gesture of the old man, the brush fell, and suddenly a black palm with a radius of about ten meters, on which the dragon and tiger marks flickered, and it set off a terrifying cold aura, destroying this area that had been destroyed again.

Click, click, with the appearance of this Fuhu black palm, this sealed void has some small cracks, you can imagine the horror of this palm.

Looking at the big palm, Nie Fan suddenly became enthusiastic.

"He's going to fight again today!"

Of course, Nie Fan also has a back hand, and now Nie Fan just wants to know how far he is from the existence of the Yuan Sage Ninefold.

"Turning into a dragon**!"

Nie Fan's body was suddenly covered with a layer of gray-brown dragon scales, and in the next moment, a huge dragon shadow appeared on Nie Fan's fist.

"Tyrannosaurus Fist!"

As Nie Fan's low shout sounded, Nie Fan's entire breath instantly soared three times, and at this moment, Nie Fan's killing consciousness did not converge, but ran up.

In an instant, wisps of cracks also appeared in the void around Nie Fan, this scene made everyone stunned, and at the same time, Nie Fan's death origin qi also surged out rapidly.

This punch was enough to kill an ordinary Yuan Sage Eightfold monk, even if it was an immortal at that time, Nie Fan's Death Origin Qi could also quickly consume him.

But at this time, Nie Fan was facing Youhong, one of the top ten elders of the Netherworld Sect, and he was the existence of the Yuan Sage Ninefold.

Fuhu's black snake palm fell rapidly, slapping at Nie Fan fiercely with terrifying fluctuations.

Nie Fan roared and raised his fist and slammed into the black snake palm of the Fuhu Tiger.

After a loud bang, everything fell silent, and then everyone saw a figure flying upside down for thousands of meters in an instant, and the next moment it fell into the wind in an instant!