Wu Po Jiuxiao

"boom……"

The wind was surging, and the thin body began to change instantly.

A pair of scarlet skyrocketing terrifying rays of light, wherever they went, all of them caused chills from the ancient powerhouses.

terrible!

Terrible to the extreme!

The elder's face moved slightly, obviously surprised by Ye Fantian's aura.

clap clap clap...

The muscles on the body exploded completely, resounding like thunder.

The eye of fate between the eyebrows flickered quickly. The opponent was the eighth heaven of the ancient realm, and Ye Fantian was fighting with him personally. He was stronger than Yan Zongtian.

Day after day!

A difference in the sky is likely to produce a world of difference.

"Scary guy, could it be possible that these people really chose to take revenge because this kid killed King Damotian? But why do they still call this kid 'we'? Weird, weird..."

Yan Zongtian, who couldn't move his body, began to meditate secretly in his heart.

"Uncle... let me come!"

At the moment when the man's fist was about to hit Ye Fantian's head, the young war wolf who had been slapped by Ye Fantian couldn't help but shouted.

"kindness?!"

Bai Zun frowned slightly.

It seems that he also found that if he made a move, he would act as a bully, and then he smiled coldly:

"Very good, Wolf Warrior, you go and deal with this kid. I want to see how powerful this kid is, that he can actually hurt Yemo God!"

Zhan Lang's face was extremely excited, and the tongue on the corner of his mouth slowly licked, as if he was tasting the blood that Ye Fantian was about to be beaten by him.

"Kid, remember, I am the Night Wolf. If you apologize to me now, this matter will be left alone. Otherwise, once I make a move, it will be a killer move. If I kill you, it will be in vain." Then don't blame me for being cruel."

As the words of the Wolf of the Night came out, the surrounding Immemorial Realm powerhouses also began to discuss.

"This guy's strength is not weak!"

"At this kid's age, he is indeed a generation of geniuses, but the war wolves of our Ye clan have been nourished with wolf blood since childhood, and they form a pack of wolves. They are born to tear mountains and rivers apart. With a wolf as its body, its actions are infused with wolf souls, and once it makes a move, it will definitely be merciless."

"Although this kid's strength is not weak, he can't fight against the wolf."

"The meaning of looking at the elder is obviously to see if this guy is qualified, and whether the rumor that he can defeat the God of Yamo is true. If it is true, it can really be taken back."

"Hehe, let's watch the show. Lord Baizun wanted to make a move just now. If Lord Baizun made a move, then this kid will die completely."

"Hahaha……"

Ye Fantian ignored the voices of the people around him, with a touch of disdain on his face:

"Are you going to shoot?"

How clear is the indifference in the tone.

This is not Ye Fantian's pride. Now he has entered the cultivation base of the ninth heaven of the Immortal Realm, and he has communicated with the Immemorial Qi. This Immemorial Qi is not something that anyone can communicate with if he wants to communicate. What he felt just now The immemorial aura that arrived was from the old man, and it was very weak.

After experiencing the tempering of thunder and lightning and the tempering of the ancient spirit, Ye Fan's Tiantian pattern grew again, reaching the level of the seventeenth stage of the divine pattern. "boom……"

The wind was surging, and the thin body began to change instantly.

A pair of scarlet skyrocketing terrifying rays of light, wherever they went, all of them caused chills from the ancient powerhouses.

terrible!

Terrible to the extreme!

The elder's face moved slightly, obviously surprised by Ye Fantian's aura.

clap clap clap...

The muscles on the body exploded completely, resounding like thunder.

The eye of fate between the eyebrows flickered quickly. The opponent was the eighth heaven of the ancient realm, and Ye Fantian was fighting with him personally. He was stronger than Yan Zongtian.

Day after day!

A difference in the sky is likely to produce a world of difference.

"Scary guy, could it be possible that these people really chose to take revenge because this kid killed King Damotian? But why do they still call this kid 'we'? Weird, weird..."

Yan Zongtian, who couldn't move his body, began to meditate secretly in his heart.

"Uncle... let me come!"

At the moment when the man's fist was about to hit Ye Fantian's head, the young war wolf who had been slapped by Ye Fantian couldn't help but shouted.

"kindness?!"

Bai Zun frowned slightly.

It seems that he also found that if he made a move, he would act as a bully, and then he smiled coldly:

"Very good, Wolf Warrior, you go and deal with this kid. I want to see how powerful this kid is, that he can actually hurt Yemo God!"

Zhan Lang's face was extremely excited, and the tongue on the corner of his mouth slowly licked, as if he was tasting the blood that Ye Fantian was about to be beaten by him.

"Kid, remember, I am the Night Wolf. If you apologize to me now, this matter will be left alone. Otherwise, once I make a move, it will be a killer move. If I kill you, it will be in vain." Then don't blame me for being cruel."

As the words of the Wolf of the Night came out, the surrounding Immemorial Realm powerhouses also began to discuss.

"This guy's strength is not weak!"

"At this kid's age, he is indeed a generation of geniuses, but the war wolves of our Ye clan have been nourished with wolf blood since childhood, and they form a pack of wolves. They are born to tear mountains and rivers apart. With a wolf as its body, its actions are infused with wolf souls, and once it makes a move, it will definitely be merciless."

"Although this kid's strength is not weak, he can't fight against the wolf."

"The meaning of looking at the elder is obviously to see if this guy is qualified, and whether the rumor that he can defeat the God of Yamo is true. If it is true, it can really be taken back."

"Hehe, let's watch the show. Lord Baizun wanted to make a move just now. If Lord Baizun made a move, then this kid will die completely."

"Hahaha……"

Ye Fantian ignored the voices of the people around him, with a touch of disdain on his face:

"Are you going to shoot?"

How clear is the indifference in the tone.

This is not Ye Fantian's pride. Now he has entered the cultivation base of the ninth heaven of the Immortal Realm, and he has communicated with the Immemorial Qi. This Immemorial Qi is not something that anyone can communicate with if he wants to communicate. What he felt just now The immemorial aura that arrived was from the old man, and it was very weak.

After experiencing the tempering of thunder and lightning and the tempering of the ancient spirit, Ye Fan's Tiantian pattern grew again, reaching the level of the seventeenth stage of the divine pattern.