This finger seems to be a sharp one. Everywhere you go, all the space is imprisoned. Even if you try to resist, ye Fantian will not be left.
Ye Fantian didn''t expect that the other party''s move would be so tricky.
His face moved slightly, and his body was about to move, but he suddenly found that not only the space was imprisoned, but also his body could not move normally.
The terrible Gang Qi has completely suppressed everything around.
"Boy, die, die, no one can save you!"
"Don''t..."
A burst of eager voice came. Yanyujing and his party had quickly chased them. Beside them, four old people with thin skin like ten thousand years old bark stood quietly.
In the void crossing, the breath is mysterious and obscure. Although the body has not been expressed, it can feel how terrible the insurgency energy is.
But when they saw the night God, the muscles on their faces changed, as if they were considering something.
"Jian people, dare to fight me. Wait for me."
Night Wushang shouted fiercely in his heart, and looking at the concerned color of Yanyu Jing''s pretty face, his anger began to become more amazing.
There is even an idea to kill Ye Fantian with a slap, but it can only be an idea. His strength is not enough to support him to achieve this wish.
"Old ancestor, please save him!"
Yan Yujing pleaded loudly to the four elders.
"It''s hard!"
One of the elders couldn''t help laughing bitterly.
These four elders are the guardians of canglan mountain villa. Unless canglan mountain villa is facing the disaster of destruction, they will never appear.
This appearance is also a last resort.
Their strength is only about the cultivation of Taigu double heaven. Compared with the strength of Yemo God, it is a world away.
Looking at Ye Fantian, who was suppressed by the night Mo God, one of the bald old man sighed slightly, shook his robe, suppressed yanyujing, and said faintly:
"Don''t go there. This little guy doesn''t seem to be knocked down so easily. We can only guard here. That guy is not something we can fight against."
When it comes to this, the four people''s faces can''t help showing a burst of depression and rare moves, but once they appear, they find that they can''t defeat their opponents at all. What a hard thing.
Yan Yujing, who was forced by the four people, looked at the night God angrily, and looked at Ye Fantian who was being suppressed with endless regret and apology.
"Boy, did you see that? This woman will be mine soon. Do you have any last words? Now that we Yeshi war clan are here, can you turn up any big waves?"
Night without war''s mouth sneered and said constantly.
"Noisy!"
A low sneer came from his mouth, but ye Fantian, who seemed to be about to be pierced by this finger, suddenly sneered.
He drank faintly:
"Burning God armor!"
Hoo
Boom!!
The flame danced wildly, and the mysterious traces turned into boundless rage and ferocity, and the flame began to burn wildly.
Scorching God armor!
This is the skill taught to him by the black cat. It has always been a powerful existence, and the terrible flame is amazing beyond one''s imagination.
"Yee... Yee!!"
A mysterious voice appeared in the space. It was clear that it was a little Lori''s voice.
I saw an illusion flashing, and I saw a small face that was exquisite and lovely to the extreme, which had been presented in the air, and the angry expression on the small face was particularly serious.
"The little guy also appeared..."
Ye Fantian smiled secretly in his heart.
The little guy in the eight treasures glass lamp is a tool spirit. On weekdays, ye Fantian rarely uses her, but he can''t deny the other party''s arrogance.
At this time, with the emergence of the eight treasures glass lamp, the flame suddenly showed an amazing and more violent.
"Fist - India day!"
An explosion of momentum!
Ye Fantian had planned to carry each other''s finger, but now he doesn''t need it.
The burning flame seems to be burning to a nine sky attitude.
"Get out..."
His eyes are scarlet and flash like the blade of years, chopping up all the injustices of history.
"What?!"
This night, God Mo didn''t expect that things would change like this. Under the suppression of his momentum and energy, no one can get rid of it so easily.
"Hum..."
With a cold hum in his mouth, the king of Dharma, who originally despised or even ignored Ye Fantian, finally began to get angry.
"Temple of the heavenly king!"
Boom
A bustling hall immediately opened. This hall is the most powerful energy. It is surrounded by Ye Fantian. There is an endless sense of killing. A gate opens, and that finger ignites some key.
When the door of the main hall was opened, there was endless hostility. The original one finger turned into countless ferocious claws. The terrible claws were endless. Under the suppression of the main hall, they quickly surrounded it.
The killing intention filled the air continuously, and the instant began to make a tearing sound on Ye Fantian''s whole body.
"It''s the temple of the heavenly king!"
"Sure enough, it''s well deserved. It''s said that this is one of the famous and unique skills of the great Ferris king. In order to refine this unique skill, the king of Damo has experienced thousands of hardships. He practiced hard on the island full of purgatory and suppressed countless terrible beasts and ghosts. These claws are the remnant souls."
"Terrible and unparalleled..."
"The flames burn to the sky!"
He whispered.
The flames suddenly turned into an infinite fire dragon, and the fire dragon condensed into a great dragon god posture in an instant.
The golden big hand suddenly formed. It was abrupt. No one even knew how the golden big hand was formed.
The palm composed of the flame of the eight treasures glass lamp and its own fire xuanjing and the energy of the alloy xuanjing seems to be the palm of God.
"You want to suppress me? It''s a little tender!"
The faint cold hum in his mouth.
As soon as he said this, the night Mo God, who was respected as the king of Da Mo, almost tilted his nose without anger.
He has seen many arrogant people, but few people are so arrogant in front of him.
"Repression!"
"Sky soul sword!"
The suppression of one palm was shrouded and fought towards the night Mo God, while a divine sword appeared in the other palm.
Sword against the sky!
Everywhere they went, all the remaining souls were fiercely cut off and became pure energy.
The power of these remnant souls is only a form of mysterious souls. Although they can hurt people, they are nothing in front of Ye Fantian''s heavenly soul sword.
Kill in World War I and quickly devour it into the energy you need.
In other words, this time ye Fantian was not hurt by the other party''s ghost, but merged into his own tonic.
What an irony.
"Boom..."
The golden hand flickered continuously, and the space set off a burst of space cracks and storms.
Even though the strength of night Mo God is amazing, it can''t help but go back a few steps.
"Give me -- open!"
Being suppressed in the temple of the heavenly king, ye Fantian''s anger rose immediately. In the loud roar, the burning God armor burned rapidly, and the hall was completely lit in an instant.
The endless flame not only burned the temple of the heavenly king, but also slapped the face of the night God.
This is a slap in the face. Slap in the face.
"Asshole, asshole!"
This time, the night Mo God couldn''t help being crazy.
He has been famous for many years and rarely makes moves, but he didn''t expect such consequences this time.
Boom
The power of boxing is completely ignited this time, and the power is enough to set off a world.
In everyone''s stunned eyes, ye Fantian broke the whole hall, and what''s more amazing is that ye Fantian waved his fist and turned it into a palm.
"Pa!!"
A slap in the face.
Quiet!
silent!
In the space, there is only the sound of energy collapse caused by the forced lighting of the temple of the heavenly king.
No more!
All people can''t believe looking at all this in front of them, and even have a feeling of dreaming.
The great king of heaven was slapped in the face?
What is the king of heaven? It was the king who fought against the sky and broke the heaven and earth. Being respected as the king of heaven is a recognition of strength. After many years of fame, how did the giant skyscraper King encounter such humiliation and was beaten in front of so many people.
The sound was clear and pleasant, and even sounded everywhere under the blessing of true Qi.
Yanyujing, who had planned to break away from the rushing up, became extremely stunned. Even the four ancestors standing beside her couldn''t help but stand there in amazement, trembling at the corners of her mouth.
The strong man in the sixth heaven of Taigu was beaten?
Is there any reason? Ye Fantian in front of you is too tough, isn''t he?
"Ah... Kill the devil, I''ll kill you, kill you countless times, break your mysterious soul, I''ll kill you!"
After a short absence, Yemo finally roared loudly.
What a clear five finger mark on his cheek at this time.
"Do you have the ability?"
Ye Fantian smiled coldly.
He knew that the guy in front of him could not be underestimated. It was his luck to slap him. Otherwise, he would never hit him.
But his confidence grew stronger.
"Fourteen divine patterns - out!"
He whispered.
Forty two times the strength of the blessing again.
At this time, the night Mo God was the weakest period, and he was angry.
Anger leads to confusion, and the atmosphere of confusion dissipates!
This is the best chance!
Boom
Fierce waves are breaking out, and ye Fantian''s body seems to be the embodiment of a dragon and snake.
Everywhere he went, there were flames, but the most terrible thing was his fist. The terrible fluctuation on that fist was enough to break away all the shackles.
"What...?"
Night Mo God looked at the shadows around him unbelievably. At this time, he couldn''t even feel each other''s real body.
"Uncle Mo, be careful..."
Night Wushang shouted loudly. At this time, he also began to rise stronger timidity and hostility. If ye Fantian didn''t die, he would be over.
But at this time, everyone''s heart trembled hundreds of times, hundreds of times stronger than originally.
"Pa!!"
"Pa pa..."
The slap came again