Great Heaven Sovereign

Yang Fan's expression became ambiguous.

Just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the Xuanwu ancestor:

"Don't say anything. Let me hide alone. My loneliness and arrogance have covered an era, but I was defeated in your hand." Xuanwu said in a bad tone, as if he had been stabbed by Yang Fan.

"Lao Zu, I..."

Yang Fan still wanted to speak, but suddenly felt the power of everyone and his face changed.

"Take care of them first, and then we'll settle the accounts." Xuanwu said.

Yang Fan nodded and his consciousness returned.

These conversations are just an episode. After all, it was only completed between Yang Fan's thoughts, so it didn't have any impact. When Yang Fan's consciousness returned, several forces burst out in the void.

For a moment, Yang fanzong's sky que rose again in an instant.

What if you don't have the power of your eyes?

Yang Fan also has the belief of World War I.

Whoosh!

The shadow of boxing burst out in the void. Under the urging of zongtianque, Yang Fan's figure flickered continuously, and each shot was close to the extreme.

The spirit of war and invincible will also burst out at this moment.

Boom!

The air waves soared.

The outbreak of all forces is extremely terrible. You know, these are the eight fold existence of human Dan territory, which is extraordinary.

But without exception, these forces, within the scope of entering the sea of fire, are directly swallowed up, and the power is greatly reduced in an instant.

Then Yang Fan's eyes light into the knife, the war spirit is towering, and his eyes pass by, which weakens the power again.

With each passing day, Yang Fan is like the God of war. He fights alone and covers the world.

Bang, bang!

A deafening sound appeared, and figures also flew out backwards.

One, two, three

In the blink of an eye, more than 30 figures were directly blown away by Yang Fan.

It can be said, but all their power into the scope of the sea of fire, without exception, was directly lifted out.

Even, everyone has a very tragic injury on his body. Even if he is not dead, he has lost his combat power and his soul has been hurt.

"What a terrible war spirit. It makes me feel invincible in the face of Tian Dan!"

"How can this happen? Is this special or innate?"

"The divine soul is his divine soul. No wonder that terrible existence has to look for the divine soul of this congenital realm. It's too terrible. It's absolute suppression for us."

"He's cheating. He hasn't been eaten back. He just deliberately guided us to fight."

The crowd shouted angrily.

But no one dares to do it.

Also at this time, Yang Fan's figure also gradually appeared in the sea of fire. When his eyes moved, these people would tighten their hearts and push away.

Dare not look directly, as if Yang Fan's eyes, for them, are a kind of impact, a kind of suppression, so that they can't face it.

"At present, the means are still a little weak. Although four martial spirits have been awakened, the corresponding divine formula has not awakened. Now the only thing that can be used is the fire martial soul. It seems that next, awakening the golden martial soul is still the key." Yang Fan thought.

These people in front of him are no longer a threat to him.

In other words, when Yang Fan killed Hao Lian and his invincible will gathered, this level was useless to Yang Fan.

Because he... Invincible!

At least, in this realm, it is invincible.

Yang Fan knew this and was extremely satisfied. However, satisfaction returned to satisfaction, and Yang Fan didn't float again. Otherwise, according to Xuanwu's temper, he will be suppressed again.

"Come on, you go, I'm still invincible." In the sea of fire, Yang Fan walked around Xianting, looked indifferent and asked for war.

But now, they have no courage to do it.

In their eyes, Yang Fan is like a nightmare. You can't disobey or be an enemy.

"Boy, you're too arrogant. Do you think you've crushed us? I tell you, since you have shown your innate spirit. Then, even if we can't take you, there are still people who can take you."

Just then, a figure said. Immediately, the dark and cruel color in his eyes flashed. Then he directly transformed a flying bird with Yuan force in his hand. The bird took shape in an instant, then flew into the sky and disappeared directly.

"Call people?" Yang Fan's eyes moved.

The heart is vaguely looking forward to it.

He now has no pressure on Rendan Bazhong. In this realm, he is invincible. If he wants to continue to improve his invincible belief, he must also fight with people who are more powerful and arrogant.

"Yes, we are not your opponents. But there are countless people who can kill you in this evil land."

Said the man, his eyes filled with resentment.

The appearance of Yang Fan directly broke all their hopes. Therefore, they hate Yang Fan to death now. Unfortunately, they do not have this strength.

"So you're not going to do it?" Yang Fan's eyes were dignified.

Then, a sense of war and invincibility broke out.

Brush!

The crowd suddenly turned pale and drew together in an instant.

"You, what are you... Doing?" Someone asked in a trembling voice.

Now they are like frightened birds. Yang Fan's every move can make their hearts tremble and cause endless fear.

"What are you doing? What do you think? In this place of sin, between the city of sin and practitioners, there has always been life and death. Moreover, he..." Yang Fan said, pointing to Huo Zhibai.

Now Huo Zhibai is still the hatred in Yang Fan's heart. The reason why Yang Fan chose War I and never left is that he doesn't want to put down Huo Zhibai.

He knows the danger.

Moreover, the danger is never the group in front of us. It's a statue of terror in the depths of the unknown, a statue that is enough to move the Xuanwu.

But Yang Fan still won't give up.

In other words, when he chose to shoot, he had made a decision in his heart.

Therefore, it is naturally impossible for Yang Fan to let go of these people. On reading, Yang Fan raised his head and glanced at the crowd one by one:

"He is my brother. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't be so miserable now. Do you think I would let you go?" Yang Fan sneered and kept walking, approaching the past step by step.

As Yang Fan approached step by step, the of these people began to retreat.

I dare not face it directly. In particular, Yang Fan has just retreated dozens of people in a wave of war, which makes them recognize themselves.

They, fighting with Yang Fan, are beating stones with eggs and looking for their own death.

But this does not affect Yang Fan's decision. Since he decides not to stay, what Yang Fan has to do is take the initiative.

Brush!

At the next moment, Yang Fan shook the sky tower.

A slap in the air.

But at this time, a huge palm also fell on the void in the distance.

Yang Fan reacted fiercely, looked up in an instant and slapped the dead soul against the palm print on the void.

Boom!

Yang Fan's figure suddenly retreated, his blood was surging, and a pair of palms felt as if they were wasted.

More than that, along with the internal organs, there was a sense of tearing at this time.

"So strong!" Yang Fan must have thought of it.

Also at this time, the shadow came down. A brown red robe, long hair like blood, lips are black and purple, showing evil charm everywhere.

"A group of waste, just a congenital realm, can beat you like this, dead and disabled. It seems that there is really no need for this 100 evil city to exist." Someone said faintly.