"Weng"

numerous relatively small meteorites are condensed into a piece of meteorite with a diameter of several thousand meters, which blocks the sky from the sun. The sky and the earth have become extremely dark. The surface of the meteorite emits light fluorescence, which vibrates slightly. A ripple visible to the naked eye diffuses in all directions.

"Down!"

"I hope that the little boy is dead, and the strong men of the thick soil clan will be able to calm down, or we will be implicated by the little fart boy!"

"If that kid kneels down to beg for mercy at the beginning, it will be OK. Why kill other people's disciples?"

"With such terrible power, I'm afraid the little boy has no residue left."

Ling Qingyou got up from the ground, her mouth showed a line of scarlet blood, and her eyes were full of self reproach.

"Xiao Fan, I'm sorry, I'm so weak that I can only watch you..."

The crowd watching the battle in the distance were affected by Yu Wei. They spat blood one by one, and flew out upside down. A small number of level 5 Yuanying warriors blocked Yu Wei's spread.

"Bang Bang..."

"Poof..."

As if the meteorite smashed into a circle around the debris, it would explode into a circle around the body.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

"Boom..."

"Crackling..."

The meteorite is about 10 meters away from the ground. With Ye Xiaofan as the center, the ground around it collapses for tens of meters in an instant. Countless flowers, plants, trees, mountains and rocks are all crushed into paper.

"Boom

Ye Xiaofan looked at the approaching meteorite, and felt the sense of oppression and flame burning on his cheek. There was no fear in his heart. Not only was he not afraid, but also he was filled with excitement. His big eyes were full of exciting light.

"Kung Fu, come on!"

It's more refreshing than doing that in the brothel.

Looking at the meteorite falling, the elder Dharma protectors of the thick earth sect couldn't help but feel excited. Ye Xiaofan stepped on top of his head from the beginning to the end, and his mood was suppressed to the extreme. Now that ye Xiaofan is dying, everyone can't help feeling relaxed and incomparable.

"Hum, in the eastern regions, who can resist our thick earth Xingzong? Even if there is a strong one, killing him is like killing a dog."

"Gentlemen, the little beast is so fearless. Is there a strong man behind him?"

"Wait a minute. I'll see if you're going to talk!"

Ye Xiaofan shakes his short white leg, and his heart is full of impatience. He uses his skill to grind haw for half a day.

"It's too slow. You garbage, can you hurry up? I'm still waiting to get the treasure."

The speed of meteorite is faster and faster, and the gas on the surface of meteorite is fierce.

"Boom..."

The meteorite fell downward, and tiny cracks appeared in the air. The cracks only retained half a breath, and then they were repaired.

"Click..."

Dozens of thick earth sect elders protected the Dharma. They looked at each other and pinched their hands together. The momentum of the meteorite became larger and rolled down slowly towards the bottom.

One after another, they got up from the ground and went to the front to observe the situation of the battlefield. When they saw the battle scene like Tiankeng, they sighed one by one.

Sigh back to sigh, but no one feel sympathy for ye Xiaofan, after all, ye Xiaofan is completely his own sin, can not live.

What they hope most now is that the strong man of Houtu Xingzong will kill Ye Xiaofan and will not spread his anger on them.

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