Chapter Ninety-Two: The First Voice
Although Ji Yunran, who was still like a dying person before, it didn't take long for him to jump up again or again, and his energy was unlimited, which made Fang Shaoyuan sigh quite a bit, this Ji Yunran with witch blood was really resilient. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
From this, it can be imagined how strong the pure Wu clan would be back then, and the demon clan that was able to fight with the Wu clan for so many years and finally lost both sides was powerful.
"Brother Fang, do you see, the small red place in front of you is the bloody grass, hahaha, we are about to reach our goal!" Ji Yunran seemed to be in a good mood.
Nodding, although Fang Shaoyuan showed a smile on his face, he was more vigilant in his heart, the bloody grass was close at hand, so the person who secretly set up the situation was already ambushed here.
Fang Shaoyuan didn't know all this, but he knew that if he wanted to see the person in the dark, he could only know when he went to the place where the bloody grass was.
It's just that to Fang Shaoyuan's surprise, until he lit up this piece of bloody grass, he didn't encounter the slightest obstacle, at this time, he was somewhat sure that there should be no more than two people in the ambush, one of them because the magic weapon was broken, the injury was not light, and he should have gone back, if there is really a second person, he has not appeared until now, I am afraid that he should have sent the injured person away.
The reason why he didn't think there was a third person, or even more, was because Fang Shaoyuan felt that if the number of people who were secretly ambushed was really more than three, even if someone was injured, they would definitely not all evacuate, and they would definitely leave people down to continue the ambush, after all, after spending so much money and doing so many things, they would not give up so easily.
"Brother Ji, let's go back!" Fang Shaoyuan said to Ji Yunran, who was a little bored.
"Ah, Brother Fang, didn't you say that someone would ambush them, why didn't you wait for them?" Ji Yunran asked rather strangely.
Shaking his head, Fang Shaoyuan looked into the distance and said, "They have already come, but they are just gone again! So, since they are gone, we should naturally leave!"
"Oh, okay, I'm on guard, then let's go!" Ji Yunran waved his big axe and said with a smile.
Looking at Ji Yunran's smile, the glint in his eyes, Fang Shaoyuan suddenly smiled, it seemed that this Ji Yunran was just hiding clumsily in the second half of the road.
"Brother Ji, after you go out, do you have any plans?" Fang Shaoyuan asked softly.
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Before Ji Yunran's words were finished, he suddenly heard a vicissitudes of life and a majestic voice suddenly sounded under the sky: "I want to go, I want to leave after killing my subordinates!"
Before the words fell, the whole earth trembled, and a huge blood-colored palm like a small mountain suddenly rose on the horizon.
This palm seemed to be far away from Fang Shaoyuan and Ji Yunran, but it was in front of him in an instant, and he slowly raised it, and suddenly a shadow that covered the sky and the sun completely covered the two of them.
This kind of shocking method really shocked Fang Shaoyuan and Ji Yunran immediately, and a fear from the bottom of his heart arose.
If they were really slapped by this palm, where would the two of them still have their lives, but Fang Shaoyuan didn't know that Ji Ran had such strength to completely crush him, why didn't he make a move earlier, but where he always grinded, it was all a small means, if he came like this earlier, I'm afraid it would be a question of whether he could get here.
In the face of this kind of giant palm that completely locked his qi, Fang Shaoyuan understood that he couldn't run, and once he retreated, he had no chance of survival.
His body trembled slightly, looking up at this giant palm, looking at the blood red of the sky, Fang Shaoyuan's heart calmed down suddenly.
Ji Yunran clenched the giant axe with both hands at this time, inadvertently stretched out his tongue and licked his somewhat dry lips, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and said in a voice that was a little hoarse because of nervousness and fear: "God King, there really is a God King in the blood!"
When Fang Shaoyuan heard this, his brows furrowed closer, after the guidance of the Han Yan Ancestor, he already knew exactly how the so-called God King existed, that was the king of the Wu Clan, and compared to the current Four Emperors, he was even more powerful.
It's just rumored that the god king and demon king of the witch clan should have already fought with the power of the demon clan, why does this still exist here.
However, when he thought of the original birthstone and Jia Yan and others, and even those great witches who had a drop of hard work left, Fang Shaoyuan was relieved again, since these witch clans could survive, they were even more powerful than them, and even the immortal god king couldn't survive to the present.
"It's over, it's over! This time we're really going to be finished, and we actually provoked the God King to come out!" Ji Yunran's face was already pale, and his body seemed to be half soaked with water, and the hand holding the ancestral axe was suddenly bruised and trembling slightly, obviously the deepest level of class suppression in that bloodline was completely stimulated.
Seeing this scene, Fang Shaoyuan's original envy for Ji Yunran's super recovery power with thirty percent of the ancestral blood in his body was completely extinguished.
This time, Ji Yunran was unreliable, the bloodline suppression he received was too powerful, far greater than the momentum suppression that Fang Shaoyuan felt.
Sure enough, before the giant palm fell, Ji Yunran knelt down half-way, holding the handle of the axe with one hand, supporting the ground with the axe, and keeping his body from falling.
Nodding slightly, Fang Shaoyuan was very appreciative of Ji Yunran's ability to persist until now, as long as Ji Yunran could survive and survive today, then I am afraid that the ancestral blood in his body would continue to awaken in the future.
As the giant palm continued to slowly press down, Fang Shaoyuan's face actually showed a hint of joy, originally hearing Ji Yunran mention the word God King, he was still quite desperate in his heart, no matter what, he was just a little Heavenly Immortal Realm Yang God, when he met a big man of the level of the Four Emperors, he was the only one to die.
However, after all, Fang Shaoyuan had faced the Bodhisattva of the Earth King and the Emperor Ziwei, although it could not be regarded as the momentum of the real Mixed Yuan Realm, but it could be regarded as having some understanding.
Although this giant palm seemed to be huge and menacing, when it was really coming, Fang Shaoyuan did not feel the momentum of the Great Emperor's gaze on the world, and it was not even as good as the Great Luo Jin Immortal he met at the beginning.
Now that I think about it carefully, at most, it is equivalent to the peak of Taiyi True Immortal.
This shows that the person who issued this palm is either not really a god king, or he is forced to use his strength to surpass Da Luo Jin Immortal for some reason.
The reason why I didn't notice it before was probably because I was suppressed by this sudden palm, and the so-called preemptive voice is like this.