Holding the sky with both hands, the divine fire burning, and the whole body shining with golden light, Galolan's momentum is not only rushing to the night, but also rushing to the universe.

He was angry, furious, and didn't have the slightest affection for the immortal cultivators in front of him, vowing to burn them to ashes.

Whether it is Yun Fei or the Three Sealing Daoists, their strength is unpredictable, and they can't test their level without going all out.

The two of them were not enough, and Garoland was confident enough to defeat them and win the battle.

But Jiang Liu was different, the fluttering palm made him feel powerless and trembling, but he was even more angry and unwilling.

The proud ancient god would not believe that someone could inflict heavy damage on himself with such a forceless blow, and what is even more ridiculous is that the other party actually opened his mouth to ask himself Gui Geng!

Do you want to live longer than anyone else?

"Ridiculous! The weak Terrans also want to ask about my lifespan. ”

"Compared to the short lifespan of your human beings, the life scale of the ancient gods is not the same level as you at all. ”

Garolan let out a deafening voice, and his wings shook, and the huge seal was completely shattered.

He strode out, the golden light on his body burst out, the divine fire burned violently, and the whole person was like a round of scorching sun, exuding scorching heat.

"Boom!"

Two voices sounded, and the air was distorted at this moment, and the speed instantly broke through the speed of sound.

"Wu Jia Luolan, a descendant of the god Cangwu, has been 18,000 years old since he was born. ”

"My longevity is like Nanshan, and my blessing is like the East China Sea, how can you be compared to your naturally weak human race!"

With pride, mockery, and contempt, Galolan said his longevity, and with a flick of the spear between his right hand, the space was cut at this moment.

The tip of the spear turned, and it was already aimed at the river, and it was dozens of miles away, and it could be crossed almost instantly, and the violent, fierce breath shook the void.

The ancient god Garoland, at this moment, burst out with incomparably powerful power.

His wings were outstretched, his body was shrouded in divine fire, and his eyes radiated golden light, vowing to smash the river to pieces with a single blow.

"18,000 years old!"

"The longevity of the ancient gods, it's really impressive. ”

Jiang Liu's eyes lit up.

is 18,000 years old, no wonder this guy is so powerless in front of his passivity. In the eyes of others, it is a powerful old monster, but in front of himself, it is a rotten old man who has stepped into a coffin.

Extremely vulnerable!

In terms of longevity, these mountains and rivers gods really kill people in seconds, ordinary humans are only a hundred years of life, even if they cultivate to the gods, longevity will not reach ten thousand years.

Even most immortal cultivators in the god transformation stage have only been cultivating for thousands of years. In terms of being able to live, immortal cultivators really can't catch up.

"You see you take a step, you have to sway, and your whole body is covered with skin and flesh. ”

"I've lived for so long, I'm so old that I want to turn into earth, but I'm still forcibly doing it in front of the deity. ”

"How stubborn!"

Jiang Liu sighed softly, and also stretched out his hand.

Passive took effect at this moment, and when facing Garoland, he could feel that he had suddenly turned into a strong young man with boiling blood and strong blood, while the other party was an old man who was dying and dangling three steps at a time.

Of course, that's how he felt in his mind. Placed behind him, in the eyes of the three sealed Daoists, it was a different perception.

The terrifying aura erupted at this moment, and in just an instant, it surpassed the galloland that was rushing towards it, reaching a terrifying realm.

"Wasted seniors, how strong is it?!"

Yun Fei took a breath, his eyes shocked.

The three seals narrowed their eyes and stared ahead, unwilling to let go of any details of Jiang Liu's move.

"Boom!"

There was a sound of concussion in the air, and in the midst of the lightning, Galolan was already holding a spear and arrived in front of Jiang Liu.

The divine fire burned, the wings vibrate, the tip of the spear was like the sun, and with a roar, it stabbed down fiercely towards the head of the river.

"Death to this god!!"

Jiang Liu's right hand stretched out lightly, and he grasped the tip of his spear.

"The old man plays with a big gun, which makes people laugh in vain. ”

The scorching heat, under his feelings, only felt warm, and there was no other special feeling. Even, he even noticed that this Heavenly Divine Fire was avoiding him, as if he had turned into a beast, making him afraid and frightened.

"I'm really afraid that if you use too much force, you'll touch porcelain!"

His right hand slammed into force, only to hear a click, and the spear was directly broken in half by him.

Garoland's eyes widened, her heart shook, a cold air rose from her heart, and fine beads of sweat suddenly oozed from her forehead.

"How is that possible?!"

He couldn't believe it, and he couldn't believe it.

His own strength, in the hands of the other party, is like a weak old man, and he can't do it at all.

Reflexively, Galolan flew back.

But when he retreated, Jiang Liu took a step forward, without the slightest breath of magic powers, and it seemed to be an extremely ordinary fist and kick.

A punch to the head hit him in the eye socket.

"Boom!"

Galoland was hit hard and dizzy, and Venus twinkled in front of him. He raised his fist and was about to punch it.

But Jiang Liu was faster, and punched him on the bridge of the nose again.

With a bang, Garoland's neck tilted back, her nosebleed wildly, and the whole person was stunned by these two punches.

Immediately afterwards, the other party kicked out again, right between his legs, causing Garolan to scream dumbly and with great shame.

As a clan of ancient gods, his body structure was naturally different from that of the human race, but such an obscene and shameless attack made him feel insulted.

"Ahhhh

Jia Luolan looked up to the sky and roared, wanting to fight back, but Jiang Liu's fists and kicks were added, and he couldn't react to the beating.

It is clearly the simplest and most ordinary fist and kick, which is placed on his body, but it has incredible power, and his bones are cracked, his heart, liver and lungs are cracked, and blood is sprayed wildly in his mouth.

"That's it?!"

Jiang Liu smiled lightly, but there was some excitement in his eyes.

He has no long skills, but he can be passive, even if he is fist and foot kung fu, on these old guys, it is like being struck by lightning.

"You have lived for 18,000 years, but I, 8,000 years of fists and feet. ”

"Can you handle it?"

Striding forward, the strength of his fists became heavier, and Jiang Liu's mouth was full of wild words.

"Bang bang bang!"

The successive heavy blows caused Garoland's whole body to crack, and the space behind him was penetrated and collapsed.

Eventually, he kicked it out and went straight to Galoland's chin, shattering his teeth, and then falling to his knees and grunting in pain.

"Convincing or not?"

Jiang Liu looked down and laughed coldly.

"But, damn it!"

Galolan wanted to fight back, but in front of the other party, his whole body strength was like being sealed, and he couldn't use his strength, which made him tremble inexplicably.

The longer you stand in front of this person, the weaker and weaker you become?

What the hell is going on?

"You, who the hell are you?"

He asked in a trembling voice.

The feeling was too strange for Galoland to believe.

"I'm your father!"

Jiang Liu slapped down, Jia Luolan's face was crooked, and the divine fire flickered, and it was also extinguished.

"I don't have a father, only a godfather, who is long dead. ”

Garoland said with a shudder.

The river stagnated, and his backhand slapped him hard, slapping his crooked face straight.

"You're talking too much. ”