Yang Zimo shouted loudly, like a cuckoo crying blood.

Ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years...... How many years, he himself can't remember. He only remembered that he kept going to the Buddha Domain under a lie, and he just wanted to bring back the negative man and let the man say sorry to his mother.

But the end result was a lie, but it was not a bad thing, at least, he knew that his father was the god of war, a hero, a hero that made his contemporaries, enemies and friends alike, admirable.

And today, when he faces the truth again, he has become such a monster, which is not the result he wants. He's going to change, he's going to call this man back, let him go back, go back and see that miserable woman.

It's a pity that this is the Lord of Devouring, the most inhuman lifeform in the whole world. The moment he grabbed his neck, the Devouring Dao pattern had already emerged and began to condense.

"Stop!"

Chen Pan burst into a shout, and a spatial transfer instantly arrived in front of him, raised his hand to summon the Dao Yan Sword, and slashed at that arm. The speed is so fast that it is difficult to react, and it hits directly.

But the result is not optimistic, the devouring lord at this time, as Li Qinglian said, has devoured too many top powers, and is gradually advancing towards the extreme path, the strength of the physical body is unimaginable, even if it is as strong as the Dao Yan Sword, it is only an inch deep.

Although it was flesh and blood, it was not shattered after all, and the arm of the Devouring Lord quickly moved back, moving in a strange way, like a branch on the body of a lake, and circled behind him.

"Damn it!"

Chen Pan was shocked, and he only had time to use a world power to protect it, but he couldn't get close to it.

"Chen Pan ......"

Li Qinglian in the distance spoke, Qinglian Sword Song sword aura was awe-inspiring, but as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by Chen Pan: "Wait!"

Immediately, a body of true qi surrounded his body, but this time it was no longer a regular Dao pattern or a variety of Dao patterns, but it became a Dao pattern of power and a Dao pattern of mental power.

"Remember me, brother!"

Looking at the Devouring Lord in front of him, Chen Pan looked indignant: "I'm Chen Pan, you...... It's Tan Jun, remember?"

"Whew!"

The Lord of Devouring let out a low roar, unmoved, just instinctively defensive, and at the same time urged the Devouring Power to frantically attack the world power around Yang Zimo.

"Remember, I'm Chen Pan, your only brother. ”

Chen Pan took a long breath, and then his body flashed, and he slashed at the Devouring Lord with a fierce fist. The immeasurable true qi condensed, and the Dao pattern of power shone brightly, and with a dragon groan, it turned into a golden dragon-shaped energy.

"Dragon Fist!"

Chen Weiming was taken aback, he hadn't seen this boxing technique, but this boxing method was not only performed by Dao patterns, but also by the physical body, and he had not learned Wuji's exercises, so he couldn't use it, and he didn't understand why Chen Pan could use it.

But after taking a closer look, I realized that this dragon fist was fake. Chen Pan just imitated the shape of the dragon fist with the regular Dao pattern, don't say that he is a god, he doesn't even have the basic power, it is purely the power of the world.

He was fighting as Chen Pan...... is no longer Chen Weiming, because the person who knew Tan Jun in Yang Fanhai's previous life was not Chen Weiming but Chen Pan.

Since the family couldn't wake up Yang Fanhai, Chen Pan could only try to wake up Tan Jun by relying on himself, the once only brother.

The dragon fist roared, and the devouring lord raised a hand to block it, and the power of the world surged, but it could not break the opponent's power as before. Abandoning the regular fighting style, Chen Pan at this moment is tantamount to using his own disadvantages to fight against the opponent's strength.

But he who has half the understanding is obviously not comparable to the Sanqing Dao people, even in this case, he still has extremely strong combat effectiveness, and it is ...... Extremely savage combat effectiveness.

"Wake me up!"

Chen Pan roared, did not retreat or dodge, and directly gathered his strength on his forehead, like a heavy hammer to hit the head of the Devouring Lord.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and both of them stumbled a few times and retreated far away, their heads were blurred with flesh and blood, this time there was no fancy, and they were violent and violent.

Chen Pan woke up faster than the Devouring Lord, and rushed over like a violent wind, slamming his fist into the Devouring Lord's chest, and roaring, "Are you still running away? This is already a new era. ”

One punch after another was like a raging storm, and the mouth was roaring continuously.

"We can already live, live with dignity, and no longer linger. ”

"That time has passed, and those who play with fate will be defeated by us. ”

"Tan Jun, come out and see this world, a whole new world. ”

"You've already died once as a hero, it's time to come back to life as a hero. ”

"I've been waiting for you for tens of millions of years, do you want me to continue to wait guiltily?"

"Wake me up!"

With a roar, the fist smashed down like a heavy hammer, a comet-like light, and the power soared into the sky.

"Whew!"

The Lord of Devouring roared, and the three fists came out at the same time, and the devouring power was like a black hole absorbing all the power of Chen Pan's world, and then it exploded out, like a volcanic eruption, directly knocking Chen Pan away.

With a muffled snort, a pillar of blood slashed through the void, like a red rainbow.

"Whew!"

In the roar of the beast, the Lord of Devouring rushed wildly, fists, energy, one move at a time, and a crazy bombardment, all fell on Chen Pan, hitting him like a rolling stone churning in the universe.

At this moment, Chen Pan's body was in pain, but his heart was even more painful. He knew that he had failed, Yang Fanhai was engulfed, Tan Jun was also engulfed, and he couldn't see the man who made him feel sorry for him again.

"Daddy!"

Yang Zimo exerted all his strength and shouted again: "Stop, stop!"

I don't know if this sudden change caught the attention of the Devouring Lord, but he really stopped, staring at the captive in his hand with terrible eyes.

"Dad, do you want blood?"

Yang Zimo raised his hand, fell, and a sharp blade directly cut his wrist, blood gushed out, and under the effect of the devouring power, it penetrated the power of the world, flew towards the devouring lord, and submerged into his mouth.

"Dad, do you want meat?"

There were another burst of sword light, and pieces of flesh flew out, flying towards the Devouring Lord, and in an instant, he saw white bones.

"I don't ask you to recognize me, I don't want you to be a hero, I just want you to go back with me. ”

"Mother is waiting for you, I've been waiting for you for so many years. She's crazy, she doesn't remember anyone but you. She didn't even recognize her son, but she just shouted her General Yang and her Yang Zhengbei every day. ”

"You go out again and again, she waits again and again, how long do you want her to wait, how long do you wait!"

"She couldn't wait! drank my blood, ate my flesh, and went back...... Go back ......."

Wailing and wailing, the knife fell in his hand, and stabbed it into his heart, piercing through it instantly, and blood flew out.

"Whew!"

With a loud roar, the Lord of Devouring shattered the power of the world, grabbed Yang Zimo and threw it directly into his mouth.