Great Heaven Sovereign

The figure of the Xuanwu ancestor dominates the world, and his two heads change. An indescribable power emanates from his four eyes.

It was Yang Fan who turned pale at this moment.

Seems to be influenced by this force.

"Xiaofanzi, don't look, this glans is a little fierce. If you have no problem with the naked eye now, but your ghost eyes are more inclined to the power of the soul. You use these eyes to see the glans of the old Xuanwu. You can't see either of his heads." The little Firebird suddenly gave a hint.

Yang Fan did not dare to have any hesitation and resolutely closed his eyes.

In a flash, the terror that seemed to tear the spirit away from his body disappeared.

"You cheap bird, what's glans? I'll kill you!" The ancestors of Xuanwu naturally heard what they said here.

"Hey, old man, am I wrong? Aren't you just an old turtle who doesn't know he can't die?" The little Firebird disagreed and said with a smile.

"Wait, after the return, if I don't overturn your nest, I'm not Xuanwu." The Xuanwu ancestor snorted coldly, and then continued to operate by himself.

But little Firebird is not idle.

Play, play, play.

He passed the picture of the battle to Yang Fan.

In the picture, the two heads of basaltic weapons are entangled and surrounded. There are mysterious waves on the turtle shell, which seems to form ripples.

The ripple rippled in the void and swept down in a way visible to the naked eye.

At the next moment, under Foshan, countless dead souls seemed to be summoned and struggled frantically from under the ground.

But the moment they came out, they were not waving their teeth and claws, but extremely confused and fell into silence.

For a moment, a dead spirit roared and exploded directly.

Then, the second, the third

In the twinkling of an eye, countless dead souls exploded directly at this moment.

Yang Fan took a breath back

This method is more straightforward and thorough than the transcendence of Buddhism. Under the influence, this kind of dead spirit with only resentment and instinct is called and explodes directly without losing the name of returning home.

"This is a soul attack. The strength of the soul lies not only in being solid, but also in being invincible." The figure of Xuanwu ancestor returned and said faintly.

Ye Longcheng quickly bowed his head, as if he had formed a habit.

Xuanwu Lao Zu glanced lightly: "the soul power is good. But... You should know that if you are not xiaofanzi, Lao Zu, I will stare at you."

Xuanwu ancestor spoke boldly.

Ye Longcheng:

Ye Longcheng has no love on his face.

"Why should I be so targeted at me? Why?"

Ye Longcheng flashed a picture in his mind. He thought of bullying others wantonly by relying on his strength. Now the cycle of cause and effect is finally his turn.

The strong sense of helplessness made his mind collapse.

At this time, Yang Fan also reopened his ghost eyes and heart. He took a look at Ye Longcheng and didn't say much.

The Xuanwu ancestor didn't stay too much, so he turned his mind and entered the divine palace.

But... It's not over.

At the moment of Xuanwu's exit, the white tiger jumped and appeared directly in the void.

His whole body burst out a piercing golden light, killing and shaking the sky.

"Killing is a kind of will, but not a simple intention to kill. Whether we stop fighting or stop fighting, we need a spirit of suppressing the heroes, and only I am respected. When I do it, I will kill and kill. The soldiers of the world should not be offended." The voice of the white tiger fell.

In a flash, the white tiger roared.

"Roar"

With a roar into the sky, a momentum of overwhelming heaven and earth rolled down from him.

At this moment, grass and trees are soldiers, and heaven and earth are killed.

It seems that all forces can become soldiers in his hands.

Yang Fan was also frightened.

Immediately there was a bitter smile.

That's ridiculous.

However, I have always thought that I have the strongest means. If he didn't have a long gun, maybe his power could be reduced by half.

With the outbreak of the breath on the white tiger, a new wave of slaughter began again.

The intention of killing and cutting is like the will of God. All those who want to disobey or kill and cutting have no vitality at this moment.

Watching one dead soul after another annihilated.

Yang Fan was speechless.

Stop fighting or stop fighting.

He is the master of killing and cutting, and all existence that wants to disobey will be destroyed!

Now that it's gone, it's natural to stop fighting and stop fighting!

This is a will!

Also at this time, the white tiger changed and came back to Yang Fan: "see, your road, there is still a long time to go. When you finish here, you should close down and solve it." Said the white tiger.

With that, the white tiger turned into a streamer and disappeared.

This time, Yang Fan was silent directly.

The five elements beast taught him a lesson and let him know why he was strong, but that's all.

Between mu ran, he thought of a sentence once said by the ancestor of Xuanwu.

That is, there is no most powerful force, only the most powerful people.

The same means, in their own hands, but in the hands of the five element beast, it can be called terror.

It seems to turn corruption into magic.

As soon as he read it, Yang Fan realized that he still had a long way to go.

At the next moment, Yang Fan looked down.

Although the five element beast has been displayed, there are still five element beasts that haven't started. Will they be willing to be behind others?

Don't even think about it.

Definitely not.

However, the chalk three did not fight on their own like a small Firebird.

The three figures move directly, incarnating the size of white palm.

"The dead spirits have almost died here, but there is another big guy. Let's show you what a fierce beast is." Said chalk.

Yang Fan was noncommittal.

Although the dead died, he always knew that there was a super scary guy below.

Therefore, he has never taken it lightly.

Now chalk said it, but it made Yang Fan feel a little relaxed.

At the same time, I was a little confused and looked at the little Firebird on my shoulder:

"Xiaobai can find it. You should also find it. Why do you find a sense of existence in these dead spirits?" Yang Fan asked.

These dead spirits, even if they are small Firebirds, Yang Fan is confident that they can be easily destroyed with a ten square rib in hand.

Although the little Firebird and their action gave Yang Fan another understanding of power, Yang Fan wanted to see a war break out between them more than the following existence.

"Hey, hey." The little bird laughed but didn't speak.

Yang Fan was stunned, and his face was even more surprised.

"What am I doing? I can't fight. What's wrong? Do you know what exists below? I can only say that you should thank these three idiots." Little Firebird said, no more explanation, and went directly into the temple.

Yang Fan's face sank.

"So honest? What about the face of the beast?"

The magnificent five element beast even said that he would admit counseling, which made Yang Fan feel a little unable to touch the north for a moment.

But more often than not, they are stunned.

Now, what is the existence of the little Firebird? I can't beat it.

More importantly, since he can't fight, what about the chalk three?

Suddenly, while Yang Fan was meditating in his heart, a dull low roar suddenly appeared.

At this moment, there was a void.