I'm The Great Immortal

The old black wind was so painful that he rolled back and forth on the ground. In the blink of an eye, his body exploded and turned into a blood mist.

The old black wind was completely wiped out in the unwilling scream of pain.

He just changed, and there were many big tricks he didn't use. He was killed so easily.

In the eyes of the people around him, Li Xiaofan just glanced at him at random and wiped out the old black wind. It's too terrible and incredible!

After all, ordinary people can't see this kind of unproductive business.

At the same time, the devil turning seal on the head of elder Qingsong also slowly suppressed it.

The terrible pressure is like a God lifting a giant hammer and falling, and the void collapses. Even a King Kong can be crushed into scrap iron.

Li Xiaofan snorted coldly, stamped the ground with the soles of his feet, and blew a big pit in place.

Then, with the help of this force, he punched out.

This fist looks very ordinary. The fist speed is slow, but it is simple and boundless. It seems to be explaining the profound meaning of simplicity and nature.

Boom!

One punch hit the real devil's sky turning seal. Compared with the big seal like a hill, Li Xiaofan's fist is insignificant, just like a sesame at the foot of a watermelon.

Even so, it is wrapped with extremely destructive power, just like the wedge in Lei Gong's hand, which can chisel through the whole earth.

Click!

Click!

Click!

The dense cracks, centered on Li Xiaofan's fist, radiated all around in an instant, just like a spider web.

WOW!

The Zhenmo Fantian seal broke instantly and turned into countless dust. It fell with the wind. It was fragile like a mass of bean curd residue, which could be broken by snapping your fingers.

You know, Li Xiaofan has now repaired the King Kong body of Lei di. His whole body is like cast iron. He is better than the master of horizontal training. He can punch flat.

What's more, in Li Xiaofan's opinion, the devil turned over the sky that the other party did is not even a fake.

It should be refined by an apprentice who is not yet an beginner. It uses leftover materials with rough techniques and poor quality.

Li Xiaofan takes back his fist and walks towards the elder Qingsong step by step with his back hands. He looks indifferent, as if he just ran over an ant.

"Think it's great for the three to work together. I can kill you ants with my fingers."

"Now you have nothing to say."

"Li Xiaofan, don't be complacent too early! I really think we can't help you!"

Elder Qingsong was shocked and angry. He patted the little gourd at his waist and suddenly ejected a green mist.

The fog is extremely smelly. It is made of the resentment and hostility of countless ghosts and fierce ghosts. It can poison and kill souls.

Once entangled by these sinister breath, the soul will be instantly dragged into hell and endure all kinds of pain in purgatory.

In this mist, there were faint shadows and visions. Countless evil spirits and fierce ghosts appeared, screaming and wailing, as if the hell door had been opened, and all ghosts came out to block out the sky and the sun.

"Hum, little skill!"

Li Xiaofan snorted coldly, threw his sleeve robe, rolled up a vigorous wind on the ground, and dispelled the deceptive fog in an instant.

Shua!

Elder Qingsong seems to know that this fog can't stop Li Xiaofan.

Therefore, while spraying the poisonous fog, he patted a small gourd, flew a sword out of it, and cut at Li Xiaofan in an instant. He was as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder.

"King Kong falls the magic sword!"

When the sword is cut out, it carries unparalleled authority, just like the God of heaven breaking through the void and killing with one sword, its potential is unstoppable.

The onlookers quickly retreated, and their faces showed a look of horror.

Chu Jiulong was wrapped in a layer of vigorous internal strength. Even so, he retreated hundreds of steps away.

The shock in my heart is hard to describe in words.

"This... This is one of the mountain calming magic weapons of Maoshan sect. It won't be used unless it's absolutely necessary. It seems that the elder Qingsong is also forced."

Nearby, the dark cloud crane's eyes twinkled with resentment and excitement, and his heart couldn't help shouting.

"Kill that smelly boy and cut him thousands of times before you can relieve my hatred!"

He was ashamed and angry when he thought of the scene in which he killed his apprentice in public under the influence of the other party.

In the face of this fierce sword, Li Xiaofan pinched the formula in his hand and immediately attracted thunder from all directions. There were dark clouds above his head, and the thick and thin thunder of the bucket ran like a silver snake.

Li Xiaofan grabbed several thunder and lightning. The thunder and lightning formed a lightning spear in his hand, flashing terrible lightning.

Then, his body pulled back to form a tight full bow, just like the ancient god's angry shooting for nine days, and the spine is the bow back.

Hiss!

The lightning spear turned into a startling rainbow, broke through the air and dragged a long tail.

Bang! Listen to the sound of breaking in the air. The town magic sword of elder Qingsong broke on the spot and fell to the ground like a pile of scrap iron. Lightning spear seems to pierce a layer of window paper. Castration is not hindered. With the power of lightning, it takes the elder Qingsong directly. "No!" elder Qingsong uttered an incredible cry. Without saying a word, he turned into a streamer and ran away in an instant. In the eyes of everyone, this guy ran away! Qingsong, the grandiose elder of Maoshan sect, is not as dignified and dignified as a lost dog. Shua! The lightning spear, like a meteor chasing the moon, crosses the sky. It is also like an automatic cruise missile, ploughing out a long mark in the void, causing a huge gas explosion sound. Elder Qingsong looked back and was shocked. He quickly sacrificed several magic tools to protect himself. There is an ancient bronze bell. When the storm rises, the elder Qingsong is covered in it in an instant, and the dense runes on the surface are flashing constantly. And a soul calling flag. The soul summoning flag is like a door to hell, from which a group of Yin soldiers pour out. These Yin soldiers wear heavy armor and hold shields. One shield forms an iron wall in front of them. Even the torrent of steel can be stopped. Then, elder Qingsong sent out a black cloth pocket with the mouth facing down, and black stones the size of a grinding plate fell from it. Blocks of black stones were immediately built in front of them into an ancient city wall, several meters high, but the momentum was like a towering mountain. Even if there were thousands of troops, I would stand still. The proud laughter of elder Qingsong came from the ancient clock. "Li taixuan, I know you're powerful, but you don't want to break my heavy protection." "these are my three body protection magic tools. Even if the legendary Shenhai realm comes, there's nothing to do!" Li Xiaofan's cold hum came from the rear. "Oh, yeah, it's too early for you to be proud!" bang! Bang! Two crisp cracking sounds sounded successively, and the lightning spear pierced the thick ancient city wall in an instant. The defense line built by the Yin soldiers with shields was also destroyed in an instant. It was as easy as a string of sugar gourd. It didn't take much effort at all. The elder Qingsong, hiding in the ancient clock, was shocked at this scene and urged the ancient clock to escape. Bang! The protective ancient clock was also smashed by the lightning spear and passed through his body like lightning. "Ah..." elder Qingsong screamed. He was wrapped by lightning and fell from the air.