"Give me back my son's flesh and blood!"

The punch and the shout at the same time surprised everyone, and then they were overjoyed.

"It's the God of War!" Chen Weiming couldn't help but point to the figure and said loudly.

That figure was condensed by flesh and blood, churning, like a liquid, and like a flame spirit, unable to see the facial features, but the one who could shout this sentence must be Yang Fanhai.

Yang Zimo's cry for his life was not in vain after all, his flesh and blood were connected, and his son's life recalled the man.

"Ahh

The two flesh and blood bodies shouted at the same time, and the devouring power swirled between the two, frantically snatching the flesh power.

Li Qinglian raised her hand and recalled the three-foot bronze sword, and the true qi urged, and it turned into the Qinglian Sword Song again.

"Wait!"

Chen Pan shouted loudly, rushed to the front to block him, shook his head and said, "Trust him, I believe he will be able to." For so many generations of Devouring Lords, he is the only one who died under his own will. He wasn't controlled by the Devouring Dao Pattern, never. Not in the past, not now, and not in the future. ”

Li Qinglian frowned, shook her head and said, "You are gambling with everything everyone has done!"

"Back then, he gambled with his life that I could win! Today, I do the same!" Chen Pan did not hesitate: "I, who is extremely Dao, did not strip the Devouring Dao Pattern from him...... I'm not sure if I can do it, though. But he used this to resurrect Tan Jun, I believe, he also believed in Tan Jun. ”

"Now that he's back for the first step, all that's left is his battle with Devouring Dao Pattern, a battle of fate, and this time the winner will be decided. It is also a prelude to war, turning an uncertain factor into a determinable factor. ”

Looking at the two balls of flesh and blood that were gradually condensed and formed in the distance, Li Qinglian stared for a moment, and finally dispersed the Qinglian Sword Song, and the three-foot bronze sword was closed, and he stood with his back hand.

"Since you want to believe him, then so be it, I won't fight this fight. If you want to gamble, let's bet thoroughly! I haven't decided how to participate in this battle yet, maybe this is also an opportunity. ”

"Ahh

In that place, two balls of flesh and blood were finally condensed, one was the monster-like Devouring Lord, and the other was Yang Fanhai, the god of war.

At this time, Yang Fanhai's eyes seemed to be swaying with flames, his fists were clenched, and his green tendons were like pythons. The pain of losing his son made his spiritual power and belief exceed the critical point, reaching an unprecedented height, and he was forcibly split from the devouring Dao pattern.

This is the first time that such a change has occurred in the Devouring Dao Pattern.

"Whew!"

The Lord of Devouring let out a low roar, all flesh and blood are power, and now Yang Fanhai has split, which also means that he has become weaker. This is his power, and he wants to take it back.

"Give me back my son!"

Yang Fanhai roared angrily, like a fierce tiger, and rushed towards the Lord of Devouring.

The Lord of Devouring also roared, slapped out with one palm, and the Devouring Dao pattern surrounded, turning into a black hole and sucking it in.

Yang Fanhai didn't dodge or dodge, and hit the black hole directly with a punch. The two devouring forces confronted at the same time, impacting, blooming countless stars, little by little, one by one, like the light of destruction.

The invincible devouring power, this time it touched the iron plate, both are devouring powers, devouring and absorbing each other, there is no difference at all.

"Ahh

Yang Fanhai roared, and his body suddenly crashed into the Devouring Lord like a pandemic.

"Boom!"

The two bodies were actually smashed into powder in an instant, a puddle of flesh and blood.

In the blink of an eye, two devouring patterns appeared, each fighting for flesh and blood.

"Ahh

There was a roar from one of them, not fighting for all the flesh, just a certain part of it.

After the two bodies condensed again, the aura of the Devouring Lord obviously overwhelmed Yang Fanhai. The Lord of Devouring is devouring all flesh and blood, but Yang Fanhai is only looking for Yang Zimo's flesh and blood.

"Whew!"

The Lord of Devouring felt that he saw an opportunity, and before his body was completely condensed, he rushed over directly, wanting to devour Yang Fanhai again.

A palm slapped out, like a small mountain, and at the bottom of the mountain was a huge black hole, trying to load the target directly.

"Ahh

Yang Fanhai burst into a shout, and he also slapped it with a palm, but he blocked the huge palm with a weak enemy.

"Give me back my son's flesh and blood!"

There was another burst of shouting, and a punch was blasted out, and it actually withdrew the main blow of Devouring for thousands of miles. Devouring power erupted, splattering flesh and blood across the starry sky.

Yang Fanhai raised his hand and sucked all the broken flesh into his hand. He didn't chase either, but he tempered it with his strength there. It's as if a pot of soup is boiling over a blazing fire, and until the end, only one drop remains.

However, a drop of blood, Yang Fanhai was like a treasure, his face was excited, and tears filled his eyes. He pressed the drop of blood to his chest and slowly absorbed it.

"The method of blood refining!"

Chen Pan sighed lightly: "He only wants his son's flesh and blood, not anything else." Exchanging his son's life for his own life is unacceptable as a father. ”

But it also meant that he really did it, that he had overcome the hunger for power that came with devouring the Dao Pattern, and that he wanted what he wanted, not everything he could. ”

"Whew!"

A gust of energy wind blew, and the Devouring Lord suddenly turned into an energy body and dispersed, as if countless tentacles flew towards Yang Fanhai. Surrounded in an instant, and then emitted all kinds of strange powers, all of which were powers that confused people's minds, and they were actually trying to disturb Yang Fanhai's mind and make him once again controlled by the hunger that devoured Dao Pattern.

Yang Fanhai stood for a long time, motionless, letting all kinds of energy around him fly, and his complexion remained unchanged at all. After a while, he yelled: "Do you think such a method can be useful to me? I, Yang Fanhai, will never be controlled by you again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the Devouring Lord, who looked like a huge puddle of mud, and shouted, "Give me back my son's flesh and blood!"

Raising his hand, the Haoran Righteous Qi Sword didn't know when it flew into his hand, and a sword pierced down, directly stabbing into the main body of the Devouring Body.

"Ahh

With a scream, Yang Fanhai raised his hand and took out a heart from the body of devouring, a bloody, red heart.

"Zimo!"

Yang Fanhai burst into tears, pressed his heart into his heart, and howled in the sky.

"Whew!"

In that place, the Devouring Lord shouted, and he turned into thousands of figures. There are human races, there are fairy races, there are demon races, and there are beasts...... Of all shapes and sizes.

This is the Lord of Devouring in the Ages, and each of them is imposing and extraordinary. The aura of each one is not weaker than Yang Fanhai, and even above it.

Yang Fanhai sucked back his tears, and as soon as he raised his hand, a purple light pierced the sky. It was a spear that fell directly into his hand, making a wall with a clattering sound.

"Today, only one of us can leave!"

There was no firmness in his eyes like never before.