Great Heaven Sovereign

The flames soared into the sky and filled the sky.

Like an alien under the dark sky, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"What is this? Yang Fan still has means?"

"It's impossible. I feel like I'm destroying heaven and earth. What force can carry it?"

"Bluff and dying. If Yang fan can really go against the sky, he will be the first person in history!"

Someone opened his mouth and was shocked to see the bright flame of the little Firebird. In their eyes, they have imperceptibly regarded the huge face above the void and in the dome as a god!

Now comes to punish Yang Fan.

Since it is God, the power of mortals cannot compete.

Even if Yang Fan hasn't fallen down, they still can't believe that Yang Fan has the capital to resist this power. At best, it's just a clever means to survive under the power of the gods.

Therefore, at the moment, even if the little Firebird shot, they still didn't feel any emotional change.

Of course, not everyone thought so. Hou buchen suddenly stopped at this time.

"Ha ha, this guy finally did it. It depends on the battle whether he is bragging or really arrogant." Hou buchen stared at the void for fear that he would miss it.

At this time, the figure of the little Firebird on the void expanded instantly.

At the speed visible to the naked eye, it directly becomes a behemoth tens of feet in size.

At the same time, the raging flame in the sky is a violent void at this moment. When the flame passes by, the palm prints in the sky dissipate in an instant, as if they were weak and vulnerable.

"What kind of rubbish do you dare to call yourself a God? An idiot is almost the same." The little Firebird was born into the world. It was furious, and the flame flickered, becoming the eternity of the void.

"What flame is this? What are you? Can you restrain my strength?" On the distant and endless nothingness, a voice fell again.

However, there was no previous detachment, as if the power of the little Firebird had made him feel fear.

"Your power? This means also deserve to be called power? You know nothing about the word power." The little Firebird startled the sky. The people below and even in the distance were shocked by the way the little Firebird appeared at the moment.

This towering flame is so terrible that it even burns the power of the gods.

"This... What is this?"

"Monster? What monster is so terrible?"

"This flame has gone beyond my cognition. I feel that it has gone beyond the scope of real fire!"

There was a void of shock.

Originally, they thought Yang Fan was irreversible, but no one thought that this desperate means of Yang Fan would be so violent that it would directly burn the power of the gods in their eyes.

"Dog, it's so strong!" Yang Fan was also surprised. This scene was beyond his expectation. He thought that the small Firebird didn't make a move because he had no confidence, so he refused every time.

But now it seems that it's not what you think. The power of little Firebird is really strong and heinous.

This endless palm print dare not resist with his current strength. But I didn't expect that the little Firebird would be burned down. This kind of combat power is not built. It can only be said that the little Firebird has recovered very well. Strength is at least empty in the hole.

At the thought of this, Yang Fan was also greatly relieved.

Of course, this war will not have any impact on his heart and will, but only make him more tenacious. After all, this is the power of the Stargate realm. He is two levels higher than himself. His ability to fight head-on has shown his invincible heart.

"This is divine fire. Your breath is very strange. You have no evil spirit!" At this time, the voice appeared again in the void.

"Tut Tut, it seems that I'm still a little knowledgeable. But it's useless. I don't want to eat your way. Even if you want to kneel and lick now, there's no place for you around me. Get out of here, or I'll get angry and wait to drink my foot wash." The little Firebird snapped and looked arrogant.

"Arrogance. Although you can't see through your roots, your cultivation is here. It's just a hole. Dare you be arrogant?" The voice fell again from the nothingness and spread all over the nothingness.

A shock in Yang Fan's eyes!

Sure enough, the cultivation of little Firebird has reached Dongxu. However, Yang Fan has no worries about little Firebird. As a divine beast, can cultivation affect his combat power and means?

impossible!

In other words, from the moment the Firebird shot, everything was doomed. It must be horizontal push and strong suppression.

"Do you have the courage to shout in front of me?" Under the huge body of the little Firebird, a evil spirit was emitted from him in the flames.

In silence, the little Firebird's figure flashed, his wings rocked up, and there was boundless flame spreading together.

Stab, stab!

For a moment, the sky began to burn. At this time, the dark sky looked particularly dazzling in the flame. The sky began to shrink under the burning of the flame, the endless dark color began to dissipate at this moment, and the emptiness returned to Qingming again.

Then, a figure loomed in the void.

This is an old man with white hair. His face is dark and vicious. The ravines on his old face are vertical and horizontal. Coupled with the shock at this time, it is even more gloomy, which makes people look like they are shivering in their hearts.

Of course, his breath is also particularly strong. Just a vague figure makes people feel boundless authority. However, the crowd could only see an outline, just a quick glance, and then disappeared. This kind of power is not what they are qualified to touch at this stage.

Even Hou buchen and Yang fan can see this person's appearance because of their own particularity.

"Old thief, I thought the so-called Shenduo Niupi was just an old man dying." Hou buchen muttered to himself that he had seen through the special soul of the sword. At present, the so-called God in the eyes of all people has dried up. Although it is powerful, it is also the end of the sunset.

"Tut, what do I say? The so-called immortal light and the so-called promise, that's what happened. Old man, you're making wishful thinking. But it's useless. I'll kill you today, and all your plans will fail." The little Firebird laughed at the void and looked up at the sky.

Yang Fan didn't say a word. At this time, he saw it clearly.

The man stood in the sky and looked down on them through a mirror like lake.

However, he can also feel that his blood and Qi have been corrupted, and indescribable forces have enveloped him. In other words, he's dying.

"What the hell are you?" At this time, the voice appeared again, but it was already shocked.

"Thing? You are the thing. Your whole family is a dog. I am supreme, respected by heaven and earth, and the great God King of nine days and ten earth. Can you judge me as a garbage thing? Don't worry, I will smash your hope and let you know that there is only a hole. For you, I will never get your father." The little Firebird scolded angrily, waved his wings, and the fire seemed to break through the sky.

"Arrogant, dare to talk nonsense even if it's just a hole! Today we not only want you to die, but also let this son suffer from the destruction of souls!" The huge face naturally refused to retreat and responded strongly to the cry of the little Firebird.