In the twinkling of an eye, the ancestor of Panlong quickly transformed into a human form and came from the void. He was leaning on a blue stick. The dragon's head and tusks were exposed, which made people feel cold at first sight.

Looking at Wang Mobai, the ancestor of Panlong said in a cold voice: "I can't believe that you, the evil and evil people, have not yet been ambushed!"

At the same time, an old legend suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Too slow, too slow! You haven't made any progress in two hundred thousand years? That's terrible! "

Wang Mobai's fists are like a gust of wind. The old father of Panlong has been bleeding from the corners of his mouth. He is no longer calm and calm. His hands and feet are very slow and can't keep up with Wang Mobai's speed.

Boom, boom, boom

Not only was he like this, but all the creatures watching the war below were not really able to see it. Li Yutang, including Li Yutang, was very nervous.

At the moment, the old ancestor of Panlong is being abused by Wang Mobai. There is no room to fight back. However, their speed is too fast to see through Xu Haotian's accomplishments.

But he did not know that the actual situation was not what he saw on the surface.

Xu Haotian's heart is a Lin, he clearly knows that there are three saints in the holy ruins, and there is a stronger existence than Panlong ancestor, that is, there is no tiandaozu!

How can this old ancestor of Panlong compete with Wang Mobai?

Xu Haotian raised his hand to block his face and squinted his eyes. He saw that they could not be seen in the sky. He could only see two strong lights crisscrossed with each other and collided with each other.

Like dust storms rolled up on the ground, mountains and rivers collapsed. All signs show that the end of the world is coming.

Wang Mobai and Panlong Laozu collided with each other like two giant peaks. In an instant, the bright light suddenly appeared, and the endless storm came fiercely, which made the world pale.

However, after more than 200000 years, Wang Mobai has become a saint, and he is still standing still. He feels that he has lived in vain for more than 200000 years!

He still clearly remembers the whole process of his fight with Wang Mobai. He was also a semi saint, but he failed in the opponent's hand without half a move. If it had not been for the help of saints, he would have died in the long river of history.

Li Yutang looked at the palm and was so surprised that his hair and eyes would jump out of his eyes.

The disciples of the holy ruins below, the elders only felt that the whole sky was covered by the fire, and that huge palm was like a mountain to them and to the ancestor of Panlong.

He raised his arm and waved it out with one hand. The flames turned into a huge hand, which was like a bulldozer. It was close to the land and roared to the front.

Wang Mobai is not talking nonsense, waiting for years of revenge opportunities in front of him, he will not waste.

In addition, there are also legends that the ancestors of the ancient demon gods have not left the world, and have been hiding in the dark to support the people and continue the blood of the ancient demon gods.

In the endless years, there is always a party who wants to subvert the ancient demon family, but there are always some remaining evils of Gufan who come forward to revenge, and then revive the ancient demon family.

Wang Mobai scolded repeatedly, and his heart was really very comfortable. His anger of more than 200000 years was suppressed. Once released, it was not a simple description of comfort.

Pan Long was shocked and extremely subdued. Although he was extremely angry, he was not Wang Mobai's opponent at all.

Every time Wang Mobai blows out a fist, he will blow the old father Panlong out of thousands of miles. Fortunately, the small world where the holy ruins is located is extremely huge, which is enough for him to toss about!

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