Wu Po Jiuxiao

"The powerhouses at the peak of the Eternal Realm have at least reached the peak of the Eternal Realm, which is why they have caused such amazing destructive power. It can be seen that the disciples have gradually appeared, but I don't know what it is this time. How many first disciples have appeared here."

Ye Fantian thought for a moment and walked out quickly.

With the movement of God, he rushed out of the ground in an instant.

But at this moment, a terrifying gust of wind began to envelope Ye Fantian's head.

The scope is large, the strength is strong, and it is extraordinary and refined.

A man in Tsing Yi looked at Ye Fantian ferociously, and in the palm of his hand, he was waving a strange weapon.

This is a weapon that looks like a long knife but is like a divine sword, with a long spear inlaid in the middle.

The characteristics of the three types of weapons, their power should not be underestimated, and Ye Fantian felt a trace of wind on them.

It seems that what is waving in his hand is not energy, but the traces and melody of the wind.

The violent wind, the wanton wind, the soft wind, the strong wind, the sharp wind...

Many winds enveloped together, forming a world of wind.

Wherever they went, all the space was forcibly swallowed up, as if there was no gap between them at this time.

And under his seat, a jet-black creature was looking at Ye Fantian coldly. It was a beetle-like creature with a pair of scarlet eyes emitting strange fluctuations. The long horns glowed with black light, and the mouth opened, locking onto Ye Fantian himself, while a dark energy ball in the mouth was frantically gathering energy, obviously intending to catch Ye Fantian in an instant.

The combination of the two, the mutual matching is a very strong perfection.

The powerhouse of Eternity!

Ye Fantian judged the opponent's strength in an instant, but although the opponent was tyrannical, Ye Fantian had now entered the eighth level of the ancient realm, and he also had a 23-stage divine pattern. Now he has never been afraid at all other side.

"The Scarab, turned out to be a rare scarab?!"

Ye Fantian stared at the weird beetle and cried secretly.

Insects are quite common in the Nine Heavens Realm, and their strength is average. They are generally one of the most humble creatures in the Nine Heavens Realm, but there are some special cases among them. Divine beasts are countless times stronger in comparison.

And it also has a certain kind of powerful strength, enough to make even the beasts dare not underestimate it.

The holy beetle is one of them. After birth, the holy beetle looks like an ordinary creature, but the size of a palm, but after it has experienced tens of thousands of years, the blood inheritance in the body will be changed accordingly. When it erupts, one of the oldest bloodlines is enough to produce a heaven-defying effect.

Powerful is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"This is a ten-thousand-year-old scarab, and only a ten-thousand-year-old scarab will grow into such a posture."

Looking at the opponent's full state like a hill, Ye Fantian thought secretly in his heart. "The powerhouses at the peak of the Eternal Realm have at least reached the peak of the Eternal Realm, which is why they have caused such amazing destructive power. It can be seen that the disciples have gradually appeared, but I don't know what it is this time. How many first disciples have appeared here."

Ye Fantian thought for a moment and walked out quickly.

With the movement of God, he rushed out of the ground in an instant.

But at this moment, a terrifying gust of wind began to envelope Ye Fantian's head.

The scope is large, the strength is strong, and it is extraordinary and refined.

A man in Tsing Yi looked at Ye Fantian ferociously, and in the palm of his hand, he was waving a strange weapon.

This is a weapon that looks like a long knife but is like a divine sword, with a long spear inlaid in the middle.

The characteristics of the three types of weapons, their power should not be underestimated, and Ye Fantian felt a trace of wind on them.

It seems that what is waving in his hand is not energy, but the traces and melody of the wind.

The violent wind, the wanton wind, the soft wind, the strong wind, the sharp wind...

Many winds enveloped together, forming a world of wind.

Wherever they went, all the space was forcibly swallowed up, as if there was no gap between them at this time.

And under his seat, a jet-black creature was looking at Ye Fantian coldly. It was a beetle-like creature with a pair of scarlet eyes emitting strange fluctuations. The long horns glowed with black light, and the mouth opened, locking onto Ye Fantian himself, while a dark energy ball in the mouth was frantically gathering energy, obviously intending to catch Ye Fantian in an instant.

The combination of the two, the mutual matching is a very strong perfection.

The powerhouse of Eternity!

Ye Fantian judged the opponent's strength in an instant, but although the opponent was tyrannical, Ye Fantian had now entered the eighth level of the ancient realm, and he also had a 23-stage divine pattern. Now he has never been afraid at all other side.

"The Scarab, turned out to be a rare scarab?!"

Ye Fantian stared at the weird beetle and cried secretly.

Insects are quite common in the Nine Heavens Realm, and their strength is average. They are generally one of the most humble creatures in the Nine Heavens Realm, but there are some special cases among them. Divine beasts are countless times stronger in comparison.

And it also has a certain kind of powerful strength, enough to make even the beasts dare not underestimate it.

The holy beetle is one of them. After birth, the holy beetle looks like an ordinary creature, but the size of a palm, but after it has experienced tens of thousands of years, the blood inheritance in the body will be changed accordingly. When it erupts, one of the oldest bloodlines is enough to produce a heaven-defying effect.

Powerful is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"This is a ten-thousand-year-old scarab, and only a ten-thousand-year-old scarab will grow into such a posture."

Looking at the opponent's full state like a hill, Ye Fantian thought secretly in his heart.