Chapter 72: Ended

Origin world.
Xiao Fan controlled the original source avenue and galloped at the extreme speed.
With the help of the fairy, he looked for the trace of the Heavenly Desolate King.
As for what happened to the Celestial Race, he naturally did not know.
He can only be sure that if King Tianwu and the others want to come to the Primordial God Realm, it must not be possible in a short time.
In the previous month, Xiao Fan not only arranged formations in the depths of the starry sky, but he also inquired about many ancient realms.
After the Celestial Race occupied the Primordial God Realm, the Demon Race, Human Race, and Demon Race forcibly destroyed most of the teleportation arrays in other ancient realms.
In other words, if the Celestial Race wanted to reach the Primordial God Realm, only a few teleportation arrays were arranged from the top of the endless mountain.
As long as he destroys these teleportation formations, the Celestial Race will only fall short.
As for facing the Celestial Race next time, it is estimated that it will take at least a few months or even a few years.
When the time comes, the Primordial Gods will certainly not have only a few of their ancestors.
Moreover, other ancient realms are estimated to have been integrated with the Primordial God Realm. How can the forces of other ancient realms watch the Celestial Race intervene?
Especially the demons, they have great ambitions, and they are determined to win the Primordial God Realm.
If the Human Race is temporarily out of the game today, they are too late to be happy.
Next time you encounter the Celestial Race, the Demon Race will definitely become the main force against the Celestial Race.
And he has already obtained Fengxian strategy, can completely make the endless divine palace give birth to several ancestral king realm powerhouses in the shortest time.
"It should be in this area." Xiao Fan melted into the Origin Avenue, staring around with cold eyes.
"boom!"
As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Fan only felt a chill in his back, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake, he raised his hand and cut out with a sword towards the back.
The void exploded, the terrifying power of the immortal collided, and the void trembled, setting off a devastating storm of origin.
Xiao Fan stepped back hundreds of miles and looked up into the distance.
I saw King Tianhuang standing on a main source road, staring at him coldly, wishing to swallow him immediately.
The main road at his feet is gray, and the color is not conspicuous.
However, its length has reached more than 90 meters, and its width is more than 80 meters. It is considered the top existence in the real king.
After all, the weakest Heavenly King Realm, the Origin Avenue is only 100 meters.
Heavenly Desolate King’s Origin Avenue is only one step away from one hundred meters away.
"Boy, this king said that he will kill you." Heavenly Desolate King said coldly.
Without giving Xiao Fan a chance to breathe, the whole body was burning with the power of the immortal, and the Origin Avenue under his feet was blooming with brilliance, and he pounced on Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan's expression remained as usual, without flashing back, and directly ramming into Yuanyuan Avenue.
And he himself slashed several swords one after another, and violently collided with the Heavenly Desolate King.
boom!
Xiaguang sprayed, and the original avenues of the two collided together, setting off a violent original energy.
Click~
A crisp sound rang out, and I saw the Heavenly Desolate King's Origin Avenue, and there were countless cracks in an instant, spreading open like a spider web, which could break at any time.
And he himself was also shocked by Xiao Fan, his whole body was torn apart by sword energy, blood gushing out.
"Impossible, how could you be so strong!" Tianhuang Wang said in a panic.
He knew that Xiao Fan had just broken through the Ancestral King Realm. Although he had a two-kilometer-wide Origin Avenue, he still believed that Xiao Fan could not be his opponent.
But no one would have thought that the strength of his own origin is not Xiao Fan's opponent at all.
"I knew that, and there is no need to let you live so long." Xiao Fan sneered.
For a long time, he was worried that the King of Wilderness would jump over the wall, so he didn't dare to face him head-on.
After all, a true king state is going crazy, if it burns the origin, it is still extremely terrifying.
But now, really colliding with it, Xiao Fan found that he was still too underestimated.
In other words, it overestimates the real king state.
After the words fell, Xiao Fan's figure instantly disappeared in place, and his Origin Avenue exploded with a terrifying aura, and slammed into the Heavenly Desolate King's Origin Avenue.
He wanted to run, but it was too late.
boom!
Heavenly Desolate King’s origin avenue burst open like glass, and then turned into a rolling origin power into Xiao Fan’s origin avenue.
At the same time, Xiao Fan's sword penetrated the center of the eyebrows of the Heavenly Desolate King.
"Ah~"
The Heavenly Desolate King roared, resounding through the world of origin, and the power of the surrounding origin swept away.
"You!" King Tianhuang spurted blood and looked at Xiao Fan incredible.
He never expected that he would die so useless.
"You should be fortunate that you are the last one and live a little longer." The sword in Xiao Fan's hand trembled slightly.
Before the Heavenly Desolate King finished speaking, he was directly shattered by the endless sword qi and turned into a mist in the sky, disappearing in form and spirit, and completely fallen.
The Origin World screamed in anger, as if screaming because of the fall of a true king.
Xiao Fan raised his hand and waved, all the blood of the Heavenly Desolate King was shaken away, and the original world regained clarity.
Xiao Fan retracted the Shura sword, put his hands on his back, and whispered: "I retracted what I said earlier, you are definitely not the last one."
Celestial race will not let him go, nor will he let go of Celestial race.
Heavenly Desolate King, it is impossible to be the last one, just the last person in this battle.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Fan disappeared in place.
For a long time, Xiao Fan gathered with Huang Mo again, and behind Huang Mo, there were two powerful demons standing.
"Taiyou (Mosha) pays homage to Palace Master." The two took a deep breath, and then bowed deeply to Xiao Fan.
People under the eaves have to bow their heads.
Didn't you see that all the 21 ancestors of the Celestial Race have fallen?
If they don't surrender, they won't end up much better.
Xiao Fan nodded slightly and looked up at Huang Mo, who gave a relieved look.
"Xiao Fan, where's the Heavenly Desolate King?" Huang Mo couldn't help asking.
"Dead." Xiao Fan replied indifferently, as if killing the Heavenly Desolate King, just pinching an ant to death, he didn't care at all.
The two demon ancestors heard the words, a spirit in their hearts.
The Heavenly Desolate King was a true king, and he was not even Xiao Fan's opponent.
If they two ordinary ancestor kings did not surrender, how could they live to the present?
Although Huang Mo had already thought of the ending of Tian Huang Wang, it was a different feeling to really hear Xiao Fan's admission.
"You two, first follow the dispatch of the wild demon, and it is best to let others think that you are dead." Xiao Fan looked at the two strong demon clan again.
"Yes." How dare the two of them resist.
This man is simply a lunatic, killing more than twenty Celestial ancestors in a row.
If they dare to refute, they will definitely die.
"You stay in my world first." Huang Mo left a sentence, waved his probing hand, and directly threw the two into the body world.
At the same time, the void shuddered suddenly, and the gate of the immortal appeared out of thin air, overwhelming Tianyu.
Looking at the majestic fairy gate, Xiao Fan and Huang Mo were extremely complicated. Taking a deep breath, the two left the original world at the same time.