Chapter 2705: Fierce battle

There must be a reason for the birth and birth of the true meaning of any Dao Dao.
The Half-Blood Dragon King Proud Wish, who displayed his core power, immediately got rid of all kinds of shackles, the shackles of heaven, and even the catastrophe of the hit on the head, all disappeared. At this moment, he let go of his hands and feet, and he can use any means without any scruples!
It's like any star has its own gravity. The creatures on it are suppressed by gravity. Once the gravity disappears, they can rise into the air, roaring tigers and dragons.
Please restraint!
This half-blood Dragon King Proud, among the few people present, the cultivation level and realm are the lowest. It is only the God King of Three Tribulations. It is only because of the flock of heroes that the five Heavenly Dao men and the creator Meng Fan came together to scrutinize each other. He can stand here, but now, he is free from the shackles and has the strength to fight the Four Tribulations God King.
Because the higher the realm, the more Tiandao will watch, rolling thunder, all kinds of catastrophes, are locked and restrained.
The several heavenly gods all showed absolute power.
The scene is very tight.
"come on."
Meng Fan said lightly.
The voice did not fall.
Boundless death with eyes wide open, the king of the broken middle-grade Taoist instrument in his hand swings his tail like a dragon, dragging a thick icy mist, and coming straight to Meng Fan!
Today's battle, Meng Fan, does not intend to dodge.
He is fighting head-to-head, and he is the one!
The King of Broken, the moment came, Meng Fan took a step forward violently, a burst of sublimation power filled his body, and then punched his right fist.
Good luck emperor fist!
The boxing front, and the broken king, brazenly collide together!
The meaning of extreme cold without a blade of grass.
The meaning of vigorous good fortune.
A brief stalemate.
The broken king, wailing!
It was pain, the pain deep into the core, stimulating the King of Broken. It was the meaning of good fortune, primitive vitality, penetrated into his body, spread and grew wanton, destroying this middle-grade Taoist artifact.
It can even be seen that on the body of the Broken King, a piece of color, vaguely, is a branch.
These branches are not the branches of ordinary trees, but the tree of vitality condensed by law and vitality, rooted in the body of the Broken King, growing crazily, absorbing his power crazily.
It is a tree, tall and straight ancient pine, still standing in the cold wind!
This middle-grade Taoist tool, which ranks among the best in the spectrum of the gods, is completely at a disadvantage in front of Meng Fan. It is impossible to leave a wound on his body. Instead, Meng Fan will destroy his core and break his The meaning of extreme cold turned into a vigorous Taoist tool and was held by Meng Fan.
But this is not a one-on-one fight.
Meng Fan raised his brows, turned around abruptly, stuck his left hand, his five fingers like a hook, bang! Caught out.
Yu Xukong stretched out and pinched a huge creature.
This is a monster with a whole body of skin and flesh like armor, with many spikes growing, and it is also a king.
This monster obviously has its own mind and will, but for some reason, it shows a kind of dullness and twilight. Meng Fan's eyes are deep and he can clearly see that there are thousands of people in this monster. A silk thread that cannot be detected with the naked eye, this monster, like a puppet, was manipulated and launched a fierce and deadly attack on Meng Fan.
It is indeed not afraid of death.
In other words, looking for death.
Because this was just an ordinary God King monster, in front of Meng Fan, it was no different from the ants, and it was crushed directly.
It's not that simple.
Meng Fan had already expected it.
The monsters that turned into blood mist, those silk threads, came alive, broke away from the monsters, wound around Meng Fan's body, and aimed at every acupuncture point and every piece of flesh on Meng Fan's body.
"Donggong Xianger, do you think your puppet means can turn me into a puppet?"
Meng Fan's icy voice spread out in the void, causing a violent shock in the entire void.
"Of course it's impossible!" Donggong Xianger's hands trembled in the distance: "The dignified little Tiandao will be manipulated by my big puppet technique? It is my goal to restrain you and suppress you!"
There were thousands of silk threads, all pervasive, even if Meng Fan's vitality armor was heavy and hard, it was difficult to resist the meaning of this puppet. Immediately, some silk threads had been inserted into his flesh.
There was an offensive of the Broken King of Middle Grade Dao Artifacts before, and the side was restrained by the meaning of a puppet. In a moment, Meng Fan became shackled, his strength was also greatly suppressed.
The sense of crisis came immediately.
Meng Fan knew too well that at this moment, it was the best time for a few other people to attack him!
Lin Dongyu, dressed in black and white, covered in saint costumes, and the half-blood dragon king full of white phosphorus, swirled in the air, attacking Meng Fan from two directions!
The majestic vitality surged, forming a huge wave, sweeping in the air.
"The time has come."
Meng Fan's voice was light and fluttering, echoing in the air.
These words are for the King Qilin!
That's right, this is the best time for several heavenly gods to strangle Meng Fan, but at the same time, it is also the best time for a backhand!
Danger is always accompanied by opportunity.
Meng Fan is a strong fortress, withstands the attack of thousands of troops. What is waiting for is an extraordinary soldier, which suddenly slams and inflicts the army.
The only problem in this was who the Qilin God King who had just met with Meng Fan would shoot.
The lightning and thunder were deafening.
The thunder mingled with dark clouds exploded, and the Qilin Divine King turned into an electric light, suddenly descending on the head of immeasurable death!
"Pretty!"
Meng Fan couldn't help but admire.
But the death is boundless, never expected that the Qilin King would shoot him!
The four heavenly gods, each of them can be the target of the unicorn, but they are too dead, the least should be, first, Lin Dongyu proposed to besiege the unicorn, this is considered a holiday, secondly, now it is truly bound Meng Fan’s was Donggong Xiang'er, and it was reasonable to shoot her. There was only boundless death, and he did not do it himself. It urged the Broken King to attack Meng Fan, and there was no loophole.
Facing the thunderbolt, Boundless Death immediately turned around, not retreating but advancing, with a palm of his hand, collided with that electric light, and suddenly, the thunder exploded, and the chill was filled!
Si Wuliang turned his head, looked behind him, gritted his teeth and said: "Damn!"
His voice was not over.
The Broken King had been held by Meng Fan and was thrown into the long river of underworld. He was immediately swallowed and entangled by the rolling underworld. The Broken King roared and resisted the invasion of the underworld.
The siege was broken in a blink of an eye.
Without the boundless support, the power of the Broken King immediately fell to the state of the King of Three Tribulations, it was impossible to compete with Meng Fan, and it was easily resolved.
At the same time, losing the control of the Broken King, Meng Fan tried his best to urge the pillar of martial art.
Kara la la...
Because of limited vitality, the pillar of martial arts was only urged to turn a little bit.
But the meaning of a puppet entwined at various acupoints on his body immediately broke!
From the original world, small spaces and extraterritorial spaces spread all over Meng Fan's body. The rotation of the pillar of martial arts not only used various avenues to fight against the meaning of puppets, but also the power of the world. All over his body, isolated from all external forces.
Donggong Xiang'er has a hideous face.
Meng Fan, who broke two offensives in a row, turned around.
Under the feet, the river of meditation is still rolling, and the broken king is still struggling in it.
He faces the half-blood dragon king proud and the master of enlightenment Lin Dongyu.
In one-third of Sumi, kicked 16 feet!