My Time Travel Necklace

Zhang Dong's unique breathing method made his fists glow with a silvery white light, like a bright moon, his arms seemed to swell in a circle, containing endless power.

The surrounding space was affected by Zhang Dong's power, and it became distorted. His fists were extremely fierce, and he blasted towards Lin Fan's direction. The space was continuously crippled, and cracks appeared one after another.

"So strong"

While dodging, Lin Fan was extremely shocked.

The opponent's fist was too powerful, and the entire space was filled with a layer of fist power. Under the cover of his fist power, a thick and simple force rushed towards his face.

Lin Fan himself was a level lower than Zhang Dong, the opponent's fists were too terrifying, especially the pair of silver gloves covering the fists.

This is a protective gear of the same level as the Emperor Sword, and it can even enhance Zhang Dong's power.

Clang!

Holding the Emperor Sword in his hand, Lin Fan collided with the opponent's fist. There was a sound of gold and iron clanging, and sparks flew everywhere. Lin Fan felt a dull and heavy force bounce back.

Lin Fan's arm was trembling slightly, and the numbness spread all over his body. The Emperor Sword almost came out of his hand, and his whole body flew backwards.

puff!

The spiritual power in Lin Fan's body was really disturbed by this distance, a stream of blood gushed from his abdomen to his throat, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Taking advantage of Lin Fan's injury, Zhang Dong strode towards Lin Fan. With an indifferent smile on his face, he instantly got close to Lin Fan and punched Lin Fan on the head.

The people around looked at this scene leisurely. Although Lin Fan showed amazing strength in the realm of Taoist ancestors, he could only be suppressed and beaten in the face of Zhang Dong, who was at a higher level.

Seeing Zhang Donglai's menacing punch, Lin Fan raised his sword to block it. Zhang Dong's fist hit the Emperor Sword, and the Emperor Sword trembled slightly. Lin Fan flew upside down again.

"In my eyes, you are just an ant." Zhang Dong said in a cold tone with wild eyes.

Lin Fan was furious when he heard that, isn't it because he was one level higher than him? If he was at the Immortal level, the other party could be so arrogant only because he was one level higher than himself.

What Lin Fan was angry with was not that Zhang Dong was bullying others by relying on his realm, but that he was angry that his strength was not high enough.

Lin Fan still had to make the final resistance. With a thought, he activated the Thunder Dao Rhyme, and saw terrifying thunderbolts appearing beside Zhang Dong. Bombarded away.

At the same time, a sea of ​​flames spread around Zhang Dong, and these flames turned into swords, knives and other forms, and chopped on Zhang Dong's body.

The Taoist rhyme of time permeated around him, slowing down Zhang Dong's speed.

However, Zhang Dong once again erupted with an aura, which should be the Dao Yun he had comprehended. As soon as this Dao Yun came out, it directly dispelled Xu Ran's Dao Yun.

"It's useless, don't be stubborn." Zhang Dong had an indifferent smile on his face.

The fist glowed, carrying terrifying power, and punched Lin Fan.

Lin Fan immediately circulated the five kinds of dao rhymes around him, and condensed a pair of armor to wear on his body. Zhang Dong's fist bombarded him, and the armor on his body was instantly shattered.

It turned into five kinds of Dao rhymes and disappeared.

But at this time, the ancient battle suit on Lin Fan gave off a super strong defensive power. Although Lin Fan vomited blood and flew upside down, the muscles and bones in his body were fine.

It's just that the spiritual power in the body was disturbed by the shock, but this was enough for Lin Fan to drink a pot.

"Zhang Dong, don't break the ancient battle clothes, it's mine." Not far away, Emperor Nanchen joked lightly.

However, there was also a look of certainty in his eyes. He had long coveted the ancient battle clothes in the Holy Heaven and God Capital that day.

At that time, the one from the Goddess Sect threatened everyone that anyone who wanted to play with the battle clothes would be against the Goddess Sect.

Under normal circumstances, Emperor Nanchen would naturally suppress the opponent's greed, but now the situation is different. As the apprentice of the old lunatic, the opponent must be eliminated.

Besides, what happened here, is it possible that it can still be introduced into the Goddess Sect? Taking ten thousand steps back, the Goddess Sect really knows, but he and she are just a great emperor, even if there is a female heavenly emperor standing behind them.

Could it still be the opponents of the several heavenly emperors united by his father?

Boom boom boom!

Zhang Dong's fists became more and more violent, and Lin Fan had no strength to resist at all. He did not know how many fists he had received from Zhang Dong physically. If he hadn't been protected by the ancient battle clothes, Lin Fan probably would have died.

Now Lin Fan is not having a good time, his body is covered in blood, his breath is weak, his eyes are starting to loosen, and his surroundings feel blurred.

"Am I going to die here?" Lin Fan felt extremely unwilling.

He really wants to resist, but his resistance is futile in front of so many strong people around him. Zhang Dong is just the weakest among this group of immortals.

"I hope they can live well after I die." Lin Fan smiled miserably.

Thinking of several of his wives, who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, Lin Fan's view of death became more and more indifferent.

At this time, no one noticed that a transparent phantom appeared in front of everyone. Perhaps because of the transparency of her body, no one could discover her existence.

The transparent figure raised his hand, and a thin thread like a stream of water floated in the air, and then floated towards Zhang Dong's head, passing around his neck.

At this time, Zhang Dong was extremely excited because he beat Lin Fan half to death. He quickly punched out, ready to smash Lin Fan's head with his fist.

He clenched his fists and raised his fist with a smirk, aiming at Lin Fan's head.

But at this moment, Zhang Dong's face changed, and his eyes showed an expression of incomparable horror, because he felt a strong sense of fear, which grew from the bottom of his heart.

Afterwards, Zhang Dong felt a slight pain in his neck, like a mosquito bite, which was neither painful nor itchy to the human body, but Zhang Dong felt that his vitality was rapidly passing away.

The strength gathered in the whole body is dissipating rapidly.

"What's going on here"

Zhang Dong touched his neck, felt cold for a moment, opened his hands to look, and found that his hands were covered with blood, the blood was very moist, it was his own blood.