Chapter 1485: Action begins

The first four eighth chapters of the action begin
After Xiao Fan broke through to the peak of the Battle Saint Realm, the power of a sword born lotus was more than that of the Battle Saint Realm.
In the later stage of the battle sacred realm, he could barely resist the ten great evildoers with a single sword lotus, and now, cutting out four sword lotus at once, the power is close to the power of the battle skills of the gods.
"One sword gives birth to lotus? As expected of the Lord of Asura, he actually controlled the power of God of War in the Battle of Saint Realm, but unfortunately, it is far from enough." The master of Rashomon smiled indifferently.
A short blade in his hand suddenly swung out one after another, only to see a few sharp white sharp lights, two sword lotus exploded, turning into a sky full of sword energy and sweeping in all directions.
On the other side, the emperor Yama's palm turned his claws, and he tore the sword lotus alive, even if the countless sword qi stirred him, he couldn't get close to him.
The two of them looked at Xiao Fan with disdain. The gap between the Battle Saint Realm and the War God Realm could not be bridged so easily.
At least for so many years, they have never heard of anyone who can cross the gap.
This is also the confidence of the two, no matter how legendary the Palace Master Asura is, he can't bridge this gap.
The two naturally wouldn't give Xiao Fan a chance. They pinched Xiao Fan from both sides. Xiao Fan's expression was very calm, and he stepped back quickly with a sword step, and Shura's Divine Wing suddenly appeared behind him.
In an instant, Xiao Fan's speed increased several times in an instant, turning into afterimages in the void, even compared to Emperor Yan Luo and Master Luo Sheng.
At the same time, his Asura divine body is running, and with his current physical strength, he is no longer weaker than the divine weapon. This is also one of Xiao Fan's daring to fight against the God of War.
boom! Cang!
A fierce collision sounded in the void, which had already alarmed countless cultivators, and many people rushed to look towards the sky, with horror in their eyes.
"What a fast speed, I am in the early stage of the Battle Saint Realm. Even in the battle at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm, I can see one or two, but I can't catch their speed."
"The God of War! This is definitely a battle in the God of War. Look at that huge golden dragon, he is looting one of them."
"That blood-red ant is so big, and it gives me a breathtaking breath."
The crowd exclaimed. They were all stunned by the distant pictures, but because the battle was too fierce, they only dared to watch the battle from a distance, not too close.
At this moment, Zhuo Tianhong also moved, and the eight tentacles turned into divine whips and quickly shuttled through the void, intertwined into a large net, and shrouded towards Zhan Lao Qi.
Zhan Lao Qi didn't dare to face Zhuo Tianhong, every time he approached it, he would lose endless vitality. Even in the God of War realm, his lifespan was limited, so he didn't dare to spend it with Zhuo Tianhong.
After confronting a few times, he was swallowed up a lot of blood, Zhan Laoqi turned around and ran away. He gritted his teeth at Zhuo Tianhong. It was obvious that he was only at the early stage of the god-level cultivation, but he did not have any temper in the middle of the battle.
"Go back!" As soon as Zhan Laoqi flew hundreds of feet away, he was violently drawn back by a huge tail, which was obviously the golden armour.
Although Old Seven's cultivation base is high and his strength is good, he has survived for tens of thousands of years in Zhuo Tianhong and Jin Jia, how can he be weaker than him?
"Grandpa is here, you can't run away." Zhuo Tianhong is very excited, but Xiao Fan has spoken, regardless of life and death, the longevity and vitality of the God of War are a great tonic for him, and naturally he will not let it go. .
Zhan Old Qi gritted his teeth. Since he couldn't escape, he had to tremble with Zhuo Tianhong, and waited for a chance to leave.
He only hoped that Emperor Yan Luo and the master of Luo Shengmen could kill Xiao Fan as soon as possible. As soon as Xiao Fan dies, Zhuo Tianhong will naturally disappear. After all, they represent the Temple of War.
Unfortunately, things were counterproductive. Xiao Fan fought the two gods, never letting go. Every move and every sword was easy to do, and his control of Shura's divine power reached a subtle realm.
In this way, it was very difficult for the Emperor Yama and the Master Luosheng to kill him.
When Xiao Fan and the others were dragging the Emperor Yan Luo and their three battles to the gods, in the hall of the Dugu ancient clan family residence, a young man in white robe paced back and forth, his face full of anxiety.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a golden robe appeared at the door, and the young man in a white robe quickly walked over: "Father, how is it?"
"Xiang Ting, are you sure that the information you got is accurate?" The middle-aged man in Jinpao said solemnly. He has a long and vigorous figure, bright eyes and a handsome face, which is quite decent.
The man in the golden robe is no one else, but the head of the Dugu family, Dugu Wuchen. The young man who runs in white is naturally Dugu Xiangting.
Hearing Dugu Wuchen's words, Dugu Xiangting didn't know how to answer, he couldn't say that Xiao Fan had transmitted to him.
Although he didn't believe that Xiao Fan would kindly remind him of the Dugu family, but this matter is big or small. If the Dugu family is really attacked, it is very likely to die.
"Father, this matter would rather be trusted than unreliable. Even if the people in the Temple of War did not take action, it would be a reminder to the ancestors." Dugu Xiangting took a deep breath.
"I have told you ancestors, ancestors already know." Dugu Wuchen looked at his son with twinkling eyes, he felt that there was something wrong with Dugu Xiangting, but he couldn't tell.
"That's all right." Dugu Xiangting nodded. Although he said that, he was still very worried in his heart.
boom! boom! boom!
At this moment, there was a deafening explosion, and the sky seemed to be torn apart, and the whole lonely ancient land trembled abruptly.
"This is true, he didn't lie to me!" Dugu Xiangting's face changed drastically, and he quickly flew towards the outside.
Dugu Wuchen also hurriedly followed up. As for Dugu Xiangting's words just now, he didn't take it to heart. He only cared about the safety of Dugu family.
Of course, the most important thing is to hope that the ancestors of the Dugu family will be fine, as long as the ancestors are not dead, it will be difficult for the Dugu family to be destroyed.
When Dugu Wuchen father and son appeared high in the sky, the entire ancient city burst into flames, screamed endlessly, and a group of figures quickly flew in this direction, all the elders of the Dugu family.
"Everyone, speed up the great defense formation, and those who mess up my Dugu family will kill me!" Dugu Wuchen said solemnly to the elders, and then quickly flew towards the place where the ancestors of the Dugu family lived.
Dugu Xiangting hesitated for a while, and then quickly followed. After a short while, the two appeared outside an elegant valley. Strangely, the valley was still very calm.
"Father!" Dugu Xiangting asked with a sullen face, and the valley was too peaceful when something went wrong.
Dugu Wuchen made a silent gesture, and the next moment, a ray of light bloomed in vain from the valley. It was a huge mask, and the mask burst out with a devastating aura, sweeping towards the surroundings.
"Go!" Dugu Wuchen's face changed drastically, clutching Dugu Xiangting's shoulders, the flames all over him, and he quickly fleeed towards the distance.
After a few breaths, the two of them appeared hundreds of miles away, looking back and looking directly, but they found that the light in the distance was shining into the sky, shining the entire ancient city like daylight.
I could faintly see that the roads shuttled quickly in the light, the void was torn apart, and the sky-shaking sounds came.
"The ancestors are all right." Dugu Wuchen saw one of the familiar figures, and he sighed in relief.
"Zhan Tianxia, ​​your Temple of the Gods of War has also fallen to the point of stealing chickens and dogs?" Suddenly, a domineering voice echoed between heaven and earth.