What really concerned Lin Fan was not the Demon Ancestor and others, but the mysterious old men who had a calm aura and had not spoken a word from the beginning to the end.

Just wait and see.

Every strong man’s drop can be seen at a glance.

sharp!

There are several who are more terrifying than the Demon Ancestor.

Even the name is very domineering, with a kind of demonic flame that shakes the heaven and the earth, and is as fast as the sky.

Lin Fan is concentrating his mind, using the Immortal Treasure in his left hand and the magical power in his right hand. These guys are not simple, just wait and do it with your eyes closed, don't worry about him, just beat him.

Not very demanding.

Kill three or four powerful men.

It's satisfying to have their pants pop out.

In an instant.

The heaven and earth shook, the light was bright, and countless mana with different attributes collided with each other, forming a strong conflict.

The Demon Ancestor's robes vibrated, mana spread all over his body, and he used his magical power. A ball of dark light wrapped around him, like a black magic dragon roaring.

"Go to hell."

When the magical power was concentrated to the extreme, Demon Ancestor took action boldly, with no intention of holding back.

The old zombie demon roared to heaven and earth, and the coffin under his feet emitted strong corpse aura. The corpse aura was like a source of communication with decay. It condensed between his fingers and he pointed out that the target was also Lin Fan.

The other dignitaries all looked at Lin Fan.

Several extreme powers gathered together at one point, and the resulting power was enough to tear the sky apart. Ordinary true immortals would definitely be torn into pieces when faced with such an attack.

"It's good to come."

Lin Fan sighed, unknowingly growing to such an extent and offending so many demons and powerful monsters, it was something that was unimaginable before. But even so, what can he do? Even if it is difficult, it will not matter.

fear.

He moved and punched, and the trajectory of each punch was difficult to discern, but as he punched, a mysterious aura condensed. In this situation, he had to use his strongest magical power.

An inexplicable and incomprehensible feeling came over me.

The punch quietly punched into the void without any movement, not even a trace of fluctuation.

Then he punched away again.

There is no explosive feeling as expected.

When ordinary people see this, I am afraid they will laugh. What kind of punch are you doing? Why does it feel so soft? It is not as vigorous as my three-year-old child.

But for Demon Ancestor and others, this is not the case.

"careful."

He reminded everyone.

Just now, he felt a terrifying breath penetrate the void, and then disappeared. It was elusive, but it was real.

And just in an instant.

A punch that was more powerful than the last came through, colliding with their magical powers, forming a terrifying impact.

Long Shang Po in the distance looked surprised.

What an awesome boy.

If you read it correctly, this is the "Tao" that is gained by cultivating the great supernatural powers to the extreme. Any great supernatural power is the "Tao", because great supernatural powers cannot be created by just wanting to create them. Some of them have mysterious origins.

Only by cultivating to the extreme can one be able to touch the edge of the Tao.

That is an existence that is more terrifying than the laws of immortality.

Tianjiao may not be able to understand it, but those who can understand it are unique existences in the world.

The magical powers exerted by the Demon Ancestor and others were crushed. For the Demon Ancestor, an irresistible force hit him. He used his Taoist weapon to resist, and his expression suddenly changed, as if he was hit by a mountain range.

Come.

The energy and blood in his body were boiling, and his magic power was in chaos. He took several steps back and used the unloading transfer method to transfer all the force he had endured to a distant place.

Boom!

The continuous mountains in the distance were annihilated and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Suddenly.

A sense of crisis surged into my heart.

Lin Fan picked up the Hunyuan Golden Gourd and smashed it to the side. A mysterious powerful man used a terrifying magical power. His big hand that covered the sky violently collided with the Hunyuan Golden Gourd. There was a click, and the big hand shattered, but the force that came from it

The power also poured into Lin Fan's body, shaking his body.

As soon as his body moved, the aura in his body boiled. How could the Ancestral Dragon Buddha Body be so simple? It shattered all this power.

Many powerful people showed surprise.

I didn't expect this kid's strength to be so terrifying.

Even with the help of fairy treasures, it is impossible to support them to this point with their cooperation.

The situation faced by Tangshe and Ao Wudi was not much easier than that of Lin Fan, and was even more stressful. They had no immortal treasures or Taoist tools, so they relied entirely on their own strength.

If it weren't for his strong magic power, he might have been defeated long ago in this situation.

The snake spits poisonous fire from its mouth, and even Taoist weapons are poisoned by the poisonous fire and severely damaged. Once the monk touches the poisonous fire, the mana shield will be eroded and then burned to the body.

By then it will be even harder to put it out.

Ao Wudi, as the emperor of the Tianlong clan, has noble blood and terrifying strength. Faced with the encirclement and suppression of the Taoist weapon, he did not panic at all. He punched away the Taoist weapon and collided with it. Even the Taoist weapon was somewhat defeated.

"You little guys, if there weren't so many of you, I would have killed you long ago."

"Ah~tui, I look down on you guys."

Although Ao Wudi said so, in his heart he really scolded his mother for being so cruel. People nowadays are so cruel. He has been indifferent to the world for a long time.

He spends his days squatting above the Ancient Immortal Holy Land, doing nothing.

Is it so unfriendly?

But fortunately, he has not improved in the past thousand years. With the help of the luck of the Ancient Immortal Holy Land, he is more domineering than his own cultivation, and he has great luck. He feels that he will not die here.

Sudden.

In the distance between heaven and earth, an old man watched all this with cold eyes. The void in front of him shook slightly, as if he was condensing some big killing move.

Ao Wuhui is very sensitive to crises.

There is danger.

Someone who wants to kill someone is more terrifying than a powerful person who attacks him.

He searched, but could not find the source of the crisis.

"No, what can make me feel in crisis may not be that simple. What should I do?"

Ao Wudi's heart trembled slightly, and he had a premonition that something was not good, but he was helpless. If it were not for the interference of these guys, he would definitely be able to find out who gave him this sense of crisis.

And it depends on feeling.

The source of this crisis lies somewhere in the dark.

The mysterious old man sneered, "Behead the emperor of the Tianlong clan. The flesh, flesh, dragon tendons, dragon skin, and dragon bones are all the best materials for refining weapons, and they are also blessed with luck. There is absolutely no way to refine them into high-grade Taoist weapons."

The problem is, if there are special techniques, maybe it can be refined into a fake fairy treasure."

Gradually.

A tiny light that was invisible to the naked eye continued to condense.

After a while, this tiny point of light will pierce Ao Wudi's body, destroy the vitality in his body, and die completely without anyone noticing, leaving no room for resistance.

"Go ahead."

The mysterious old man flicked his fingers, and the light swept away with a whooshing sound.

"not good."

The hair on Ao Wudi's body stood up, the crisis was coming.

But at this moment.

The sky shook.

The mysterious old man was shocked. Suddenly, he felt a crisis coming from the side. He turned his head and looked around, and saw a black shadow coming with astonishing power and nowhere to stop it.

Bang!

The mysterious old man was caught and screamed repeatedly.

"Hmph! The human monk who is looking for death." A huge figure appeared and grabbed the mysterious old man in the palm of his hand. No matter how hard the mysterious old man struggled, he could not escape.
To be continued...