Big man

"Roar--"

The Wujiao King was furious, his clothes and armor were torn apart, and a gust of evil wind rushed towards his face. In a blink of an eye, he saw a huge black dragon several tens of feet long, soaring into the sky, roaring like thunder, and swung its huge dragon tail. With a "huh", he swept towards Xiao Fan.

This sweeping force is so powerful that the entire void can't help but twist.

But everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Fan in unison, to see how he would respond.

With their ability, the Wujiao King's dragon tail sweep is certainly invincible, but there are countless ways to dodge it easily.What they want to see is whether Xiao Fan will use the method of hand-to-hand combat to receive this blow head-on.

No doubt they did not disappoint!

Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, a high-pitched bird song resounded, and a phantom of Lei Peng covered in silver light flew up from behind him and went straight to the sky.

"The power of the Holy Spirit..."

Many people exclaimed suddenly, and their faces changed drastically.

From the phantom of the silver-winged Lei Peng, they could clearly feel an extremely powerful force, the power from the Holy Spirit!

Lei Peng's phantom hovered in the void for a while, then jumped down, got into Xiao Fan's body and disappeared.

The sound of "cracking" joints bursting, Xiao Fan disappeared immediately, and a green armored demon god with a height of more than ten feet appeared in front of everyone, and a powerful aura of the holy spirit swelled out.

As soon as he felt the aura of the holy spirit, Wu Jiao's heart tightened, and he immediately had an ominous premonition of imminent disaster. However, at this time, the dragon's tail had already arrived in front of the Qingjia Demon God, and even if he wanted to take it back, it would be too late. up.

Next, there was no expected earth-shattering collision.The Wujiao King only felt that the tail tightened, and the huge dragon tail was already in the hands of the Cyan-armored Demon God.

"not good……"

These were the only two words Wu Jiao King had time to say.

Then, the giant black flood dragon that was tens of feet long flew up, turned into a long whip, and was swung down by the Cyan-armored Demon God.

Everyone was dumbfounded.They really didn't expect that such a situation would happen in the close combat of the ancestor of Wu Lingqi.

"Fellow Daoist, show mercy..."

The white-haired old man finally changed his expression and shouted hastily.

"boom!"

King Wujiao had no power to resist, and was swung heavily into the small lake below. The water column shot up into the sky and splashed in all directions.In an instant, the lake bottomed out.A huge deep pit appeared at the bottom of the lake, and Wujiao King's tens of feet long body lay straight in the deep pit.Without the slightest breath.

Rao Wujiao King's skin is rough and fleshy, and his body is tyrannical, even if he was hit so hard, he couldn't resist it after all.fainted.

Fortunately, everyone could still feel signs of life from him, which shows that Xiao Fan did not kill him.Saved him a life.

The faces of all Wuling old monsters became embarrassed and weird.

Three strokes!

It was really just three moves, and the awesome Wujiao King was beaten into this bird shape, showing his original shape.Lying down straight in front of everyone, it was really embarrassing.From now on, I'm afraid it will not be easy to meet these comrades.

The white-haired old man shook his head, raised his hand, and saw the small lake that had already bottomed out, the waves were surging, and the lake became full again in an instant, covering the body of the Wujiao King.

In any case, Wujiao King's current appearance is a bit ugly.

The body of the Cyan-armored Demon God twisted for a while, and he changed back to Xiao Fan's appearance. He returned to the small island in the middle of the lake, sat down slowly opposite the white-haired old man, picked up the teacup, and took another sip.

The white-haired old man glanced at Xiao Fan's face, and asked in a deep voice: "It is rumored that Xiao Daoyou is a chaotic spirit body. This is the strongest spirit body of the human race, and it is also the purest blood inheritance. But I don't know that you are the spirit of the Holy Spirit. Strength, where does it come from?"

Xiao Fan said softly: "Since you know the chaotic spirit body, you naturally know that the biggest characteristic of the chaotic spirit body is assimilation. Any power can be used for one's own use."

"This old man naturally knows about it. But Silver Wing Lei Peng..."

The Seven Nights Python you killed is not the Heavenly Bird Holy Spirit.

Xiao Fan smiled slightly, and said: "There is not only one kind of innate holy spirit in the world. Xiao had some chance before, and got the power of Lei Peng."

The white-haired old man nodded slightly, and was about to speak when he heard the sound of water splashing. The Wujiao King soared into the sky from the bottom of the lake and flew directly to a distance of more than a hundred feet before he stabilized his figure and stared fiercely at Xiao Fan. His chest was heaving and heaving, and he was obviously very angry.

But everyone knows that the Wujiao King is really terrified at this moment, otherwise, he wouldn't have retreated a hundred feet away.

But it must have been done like this, otherwise it would lose face.

The white-haired old man smiled, and said: "You are so courageous, Daoist Xiao, you actually invited more than a dozen of us old fellows here, and dared to set the location on Dragon God Island. You know, even if the ancestor came here in person, it may not be Seeing that there is a certain chance of victory, fellow daoists confronted the first ancestor, although they were lucky to win, do you think that you can really be stronger than the first ancestor?"

"Senior Bairen, there is no need to talk nonsense with him. This person who hurt my ancestor is my sworn enemy in the Seven Nights Realm. Since we dare to make such a big deal, why should we be polite to him and kill him!"

Before Xiao Fan could speak, a tall bald man shouted loudly.

This person is fat and big, with a red face, full of muscles and muscles, and a sense of strength. He can tell at a glance that he is practicing some kind of extremely powerful and domineering body training technique. Easy to defeat, already has the heart of hatred.

If you don't take advantage of this golden opportunity to completely kill this Nanzhou cultivator on Dragon God Island, if you encounter this person alone in the future, wouldn't you be sure to die?

"Yes, kill him!"

Immediately, someone followed suit.

With a sound of "huh", the fat man showed his weapon, which was a heavy three-ringed ghost-headed sword, and with a flick of his hand, the three copper rings on the sword rattled, it was really majestic and murderous.

This person really has a bad temper and is very impatient.

It's just that even though he showed his weapon, he stood firmly on the ground, didn't move half a step, and seemed to be holding on to a certain position.More than a dozen super masters of the Seven Nights Realm faintly formed some kind of formation, just like when Xiao Fan and the others set up the Seven Killing Formation to deal with the Bloodscale Dragon in Tianzun Ridge.

"Hey, little guy, who are you trying to kill in such a hurry?"

Before the others could reveal their weapons, a charming voice suddenly sounded in the void. It was so delicate, but it made people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Who? Dare to play tricks here, get out of here!"

The fat man flew into a rage and shouted violently.

Speaking of which, he is also the ancestor of the middle stage of enlightenment, a super power who is famous in the entire Seven Nights Realm, a god who is respected as the ancestor in a continent, and worshiped by hundreds of millions of living people, how can he bear such a useless attitude.

"Little guy, why are you yelling like this? I'm right in front of you, but you can't see me. If you want to blame, you can blame yourself for not being able to see well."

The voice became more and more charming, and it made people feel cold all over their bodies.

"Illusion is just a mere illusion, and I'm playing tricks here, fellow Taoists too underestimate me, there is no one in the Seven Nights Realm."

Over there, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe snorted coldly, flicked his fingers, and a spark flew past.This spark looked inconspicuous, and it was not flying fast in the void. It seemed that a gust of wind could completely extinguish it, but it wobbled and flew straight to the fat man.

With a bang, the light burst out, and the sparks exploded suddenly, covering the void within a range of more than ten feet in front of the fat man, and igniting raging flames.

"what?"

"Bone Erosion Demon Fire?"

There was a twist in the void, and the young woman in the black dress appeared, looking at the raging flames not far away, with a slightly surprised expression on her face, and then she shook her sleeves, and a gust of wind blew past, and the raging flames were instantly extinguished with the wind , not even the slightest resistance.

The young woman in the black skirt curled her lips, showing a look of disdain.

"It turned out to be just a fake. I thought that someone in the mere lower realm could really cultivate the Bone Corrosion Demon Fire. It scared me!"

"A mere lower bound?"

The middle-aged scribe smiled instead of anger, staring at the young woman in black dress.

"Your Excellency, don't tell me that you are from the upper realm. Bragging must have a side!"

The young woman in the black skirt glanced at him and said with a smile: "Little guy, I am originally from the upper world. What's the point of bragging? Do you think Mrs. Ben likes to stay in this place where no shit? Here The aura of heaven and earth is so thin, if I stay here for one more day, my cultivation will degenerate a little."

The white-haired old man said in a deep voice: "Madam's aura is indeed a bit unusual. It is quite different from the ghosts I have seen. But this alone is not enough to scare us."

The young woman in the black skirt giggled and said, "Little friends are too confident, I really never thought of scaring you."

A strange look flashed across everyone's faces.

Master Bairen is the oldest human cultivator in the entire Seven Nights Realm. He has stepped into the late stage of spiritual enlightenment many years ago, and his ascension is just around the corner. He is at least three or four thousand years old, but he is repeatedly called a "little friend" by the young woman in black skirt. It's so weird.

"I just want to tell you that Master Xiao invited you to meet here, in fact, he gave you a chance to survive. If you are sensible, sit down obediently and negotiate carefully. If you want to stop fighting, then stop, and if you want to do business, do business. If you swear, you swear, everything is easy to say. Otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude. As long as you kill more than a dozen of you, the entire Seven Nights Realm will have no fighting power at all.”

The young woman in the black skirt completely ignored everyone's eyes that were about to tear her apart, and said in a calm manner, without feeling that there was anything wrong with what she said.

"By the way, I want to tell you one more thing. In the past three years, I have seen everything you have done on Dragon God Island. Do you think that the formation that Qiye arranged here is really that simple? Anyone can tell me that it is so simple? Can you easily drive this circle?"

"If that's the case, why did Qiye spend a lot of blood and true soul to summon me and form an array for him?"

"Being in a cocoon, I don't know if you have heard of it?" (To be continued~^~)