Chapter 786, 岚·道源

The king's peak was collected and kicked on the body of the pangolin.
boom!
The dead pangolin appeared round, and the huge body was smashed in front of the demon camp. The blood was flowing, and the ground and snow were stained.
The sword in the hands of Wang Bianfeng is the strange ancient stoneware collected by Ding Hao in the deepest [Pseudo-God City] in the [Hundred Battlefield], which is invincible and breaks the defense of the demon kings. .
What's more, in the past three years, I asked Jianzong to have a variety of Danfangs, such as Shenming Medicine, Houshan Xuanjing Cave and Ding Hao. Every minute and every second is getting stronger at the speed of light, and Wang Bianfeng In the past, it was a disciple of the old monster who abandoned the green shirt. The martial arts talent was amazing. Under such conditions, three years ago, it was enough for him to be promoted from Dawu Zong to the realm of the Emperor.
Killing a demon king in the realm of the May and the Sixth, for the king of the ancient stoneware, it is nothing to say.
"Ha ha ha, who else, come and die."
The king's peak cross-sword is a chest, and it is extremely powerful.
When the force is forced to be forced, no one regrets no one to replace it. This is one of the many chaotic certification rules for the black belly teaching. Even if the sword is added at that moment, I have to laugh at this moment.
opposite.
The temple of the demon temple was slightly wrinkled.
A small snowy state of Zongmen, there are such masters.
Of course, it’s just a slight frown.
He did not look at the body of the pangolin demon on the ground, and waved his hand gently. The demon power of his own side sent out a fascinating fire, and the huge body was directly burned into ashes and disappeared.
He yawned softly.
The demon powers around him are all a glimpse. This is the most unreasonable expression of His Highness. It shows that he has begun to get angry. He has been with the Lord of the Demon Temple for so many years. They know the character of the master. If you don't hurry to kill the Terran, once your Highness is angry, they will suffer.
Hey!
The figure flickered and the monsters skyrocketed.
In a flash, the figures of dozens of demon strongmen flashed, carrying the power of terror, rushing toward the peak of the king.
"Shameless, even more bully." Asked Jian Zonggao someone to drink.
On the face of the sly, it is a lazy contempt for the banter. Since there are many people, it should be more bully, and you should be less abused. Everything in this world is a strong person. Who must stipulate that it must be single-on-one?
Poor and stupid people.
In this world, there is what is called fairness.
"Mom, there are too many people, don't play..." The one who was just under the big bangs was the king of the king. At this moment, he did not hesitate to recognize it. He took a step back and shouted: "Xiao Fan, these guys It’s yours, kill them.

Zhang Fan, who has been silent for a while, stepped forward and suddenly broke out.
The huge black victorious sword in his hand is as light as a mustard, his feet are forceful, and the ground is like a spider. The whole person has already come to the air and smashed out.
Knife Mang is like a three-pound practice.
The figures are staggered.
Zhang Fan dragged a long knife to land, as if it were a boulder impact.
The figure of the six demon emperors also fell behind him at the same time, and the body was solidified in the same place as petrochemicals.
The cockroaches that were lazily lying on the beautiful chair, suddenly flashed through the savage eyes, and stood up, staring at Zhang Fan, his face was very unexpected.
The demon masters around him are also in vain.
A short pause.
Puff puff!
Blood smashed, the body was solidified in the original six monsters, suddenly all from the eyebrows part of the two, six figures into twelve, splitting brushed apart, blood and visceral shots, actually All were killed, and even the soul did not escape.
Zhang Fan slowly exhaled a sigh of gas.
At this moment, the hunter boy, who was not very eye-catching, suddenly became extremely tall, just like the of war that landed from the clouds.
The "Ten Emperor's Devotion" he cultivated is a physical training method. Today, Zhang Fan's mysterious cultivation is not in the realm of the great martial artist, but he has been cultivated to the horror. The extremely terrifying realm, this is not a superposition of the power of the simple martial arts, but a force of horror to the limit.
There are nourishment of all kinds of magical medicines from the [Hundred Battlefield], and Dan Fang, who is specially reserved by Ding Hao to assist Zhang Fanxiu’s practice of practicing the body, and Zhang Fan’s birth and the combination of [Ten Emperor In the past three years, Zhang Fan’s strength has grown rapidly, and no one can tell the whole sword.
At this time, Zhang Fan, even if he encountered a strong man in the realm of Wudi, he did not have the power of a war.
For the six demons, the middle-level emperor, for him, is nothing to say.
"Interesting, interesting, I can't think of a small questioning sword, there is such a master, it really makes me unexpected." He slowly sat back, carefully a large number of Zhang Fan, raised his finger to the Orion Junior, Dao: "Swear to follow allegiance to me, today you will be free from death."
Zhang Fan’s knife pointed out that the blade was facing, and a sharp, real-life killing sprinted out, saying:
Roll, you are free from death today.

"I don't know how to lift." I scorned and smiled indifferently: "I just think that it is very rare to practice the exercises. If you don't know how to be good, then ask the sect. Let's... Daoyuan, solve these idiots."
"Yes, Your Highness."
A middle-aged man with long silver hair bowed his head.
His burly shape, silver long hair is more dazzling than the snow in the sky, facial facial features are very strange, together with more than ten centimeters of silver eyebrows underneath, only one eye, but there are six arms.
This middle-aged person looks like a low-level demon with incomplete evolution, but when he releases his power a little, he asks all the masters of Jianzong, and the brush is discolored for a moment.
The power of terror is radiated like water ripples.
This is the unique power of the existence of the demon realm.
This middle-aged man named Daoyuan is a true demon emperor.
He slowly came out from the side of the donkey, and did not deliberately release the power. Opposite some of the lower-powered swordsmen, they felt that their bodies seemed to be imprisoned by some kind of power, and they wanted to move their fingers. I feel very difficult.
The peak of the king's peak has also changed, and the body is shimmering like a flame, and it resists the power of this horrible suppression.
Zhang Fan snorted and the long knife in his hand shook a little.
The knives of the momentary smashing, the smashing of the sky and the snow, the opposite of the demon camp is a little closer to the strong only feel the knife wind blowing face, has not been reacted and was smashed into blood.
Zhang Fan wants to use the knife gas to crush the demon power of the Taoyuan.
But the effect is not obvious.
"If the power of is cultivated to the extreme, it will be difficult to be elegant." Daoyuan shook his head gently. "You are not my opponent."
"We know in a war." Zhang Fan took a deep breath.
Originally, it was not a strong body. Suddenly it was inflated for a circle. The muscles of the whole body were raised like a knife and axe. It was like a swell of blood from the body. The reddish scorpion was like a burning flame. He burned around his body.
"Is there any reservations before? But the power of this level is not enough." Daoyuan is like a silver-haired god, step by step, and suddenly raises his hand.
A fascinating force of the singer.
Zhang Fan Heng knife resisted.
boom!
The hurricane's general strength is lost.
Zhang Fan holds the knife in one hand and the knife in the other. He resists the demon power with the Yumou sword. The body can't help but retreat. His legs are firmly rooted in the earth. His feet are like giant plows. They plowed two on the ground. The traces of the road.
A trace of blood spilled from Zhang Fan's mouth.
"Retreat."
Zhang Fan turned to look at Wang Bianfeng and others, but he was like a tiger, and rushed toward Daoyuan.
The peak of the king's peak is calm, waving his hand, and everyone behind him slowly retreats, not giving the Yaozu a chance to cover up.
Asked that Jianzong has become stronger all the time in the past three years. Although the time is too short and the high-end combat power is insufficient, but the Ding Hao left the layout of the guardian mountain array, but the purple overflowing in the abyss of the back mountain amethyst cliff Under the nourishment of energy, the power is so powerful that even if the demon emperor exists, you have to drink a pot.
There is a guardian guardian, and asked Jianzong to insist on at least ten days and a half.
This time is enough.
The news came out that the Xuan Shuang Temple would not sit idly by, but Qingyun Zong, the extermination of Jianzong and other Terran super sects, all have strong masters in Jinghu, and sooner or later will come.
boom!
The sound of a terrible burst of energy in the distance came.
Zhang Fan flew back in the air, and hardly blocked the attack of the source, causing him to be injured again, and a blood arrow was sprayed in his mouth.
"Although I appreciate you a little, but I have offended you, but I can't leave you." Daoyuan's figure is like electricity. If he is accompanying, he will shoot it with his palm. The palm of his hand will become a wolf claw and will be printed on Zhang Fan's chest.
Although Zhang Fan was not defeated, his long knife and knife changed in a row, and he sprinkled a piece of autumn water in front of him.
Hey!
The wolf claws are hard to regret the sword, and the sound of metal impact is heard.
"Listen to the head of Jianzong [Jade Face Shura] is the name of the first woman in Xuezhou. If she asks Jianzong to dedicate her to His Royal Highness, or to allow him to be free from the door." Daoyuan could not break the knife. Mang, haha ​​laughed and said something exciting.
far away.
Lazy lying on the naked female chair, the demon lord, the mouth reveals a hint of evil charm, and nodded thoughtfully: "Daoyuan reminded me, insult a noble human female palm The door may be a very interesting thing."
The voice has not fallen.
"With this sentence, today you will die."
A clear chilling voice suddenly came from a distance. The demonful demon pattern in the void was unfolded by a stern light to the extreme. The silver light flashed, and the air suddenly became chilly. No one responded. When I came over, I felt a flower in front of me. There were more than a dozen figures between the two camps.