Seven color fire Lotus!


    "Go back!"


    The face of the burly old man was white immediately. When he drank hard, he was like the wind and shot back.


    However.


    Just as he stepped back.


    The six color fire group followed closely.


    Under his shocked and even frightened eyes.


    Burst!


    Boom ～


    The flames rushed into the sky and formed more than ten amazing pillars of fire. Almost in an instant, they crushed and killed the three burly old people on the spot!


    The shaggy old man standing in the rear with his hands lost behind him saw this scene and his face was very gloomy.


    But what was more shocking was that Zhao Fang was punched by himself. Not only did he not die, he still had the power of a war.


    "This guy is just a two-star ancient god. Why is he so resistant to beating?"


    The old man with hair doesn''t understand.


    But he doesn''t need to think about it anymore.


    Once the three burly old men died, the top strongman of the tower barbarians was wiped out.


    Even if he is the God Emperor, now he is only alone.


    What made him unable to be angry was.


    All three were killed under his nose.


    "Boy, you have completely angered my grandfather. My grandfather wants to peel off your divine consciousness, suffer from karma fire every day, and let you fall forever!"


    The voice of Taman''s ancestor was full of terror that made people''s back cold.


    Zhao Fang walked out of the ruins slowly, wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at the very obvious fist print on the blood god armor of the Styx river. He couldn''t help but cry out for happiness.


    A trip to the burial ground.


    Zhao Fang gained a lot.


    Not only the extremely rare ancient god blood, but also the dark holy tiger blood that makes countless tiger families crazy.


    And, Styx blood crystal!


    "The Styx blood crystal extracted from other Styx gods is the key to repairing the Styx blood god armor. When Xin Hao comes to the tower barbarians, I will repair most of the Styx blood god armor to make it have the power of level 6. Otherwise, the punch just now will be enough to blow me out!"


    Just thinking, Zhao Fang looked up and looked at Taman''s ancestor.


    I don''t know what he saw, he was a little stunned, and a touch of joy passed through the depths of his eyes.


    "Ha ha, it''s really God''s help. I didn''t expect that old Taman was seriously injured. Now he''s no longer one tenth of his peak. I said he just punched. Although it looks amazing, the reason why his power is not so terrible is here!"


    Most of the boss blood grooves on the head of Taman''s ancestor are light red. This is virtual blood, that is, the state of serious injury.


    "An old dog with serious injuries dares to bark in front of the God. Really, the God can''t cut you?"


    Zhao Fang''s words surprised and angered Taman''s ancestors.


    To his surprise, Zhao Fang saw that he was seriously injured.


    Angry, Zhao Fang''s arrogance and arrogance in his words.


    Father Taman smiled angrily, "yes, I was seriously injured, but I was left by the strong man who killed your ancient gods. But even so, you are not a small God King who can compete!"


    Talking room.


    When the ancestor of Taman grabbed it with an empty hand, he held a golden long knife in his hand.


    "Die!"


    At the exit of the three words, the father of Taman looked gloomy, and his body was like stepping through layers of space in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Zhao Fang, swept a knife and cut Zhao Fang''s vital place.


    Youying three unique sabres!


    Zhao Fang was unwilling to show weakness and raised his knife accordingly.


    But just as father Taman said.


    The gap between the two is too big.


    Even if Taman''s ancestors were badly hurt, Zhao Fang can''t match them now.


    Boom!


    Almost in an instant, Zhao Fang was shocked by the light of Taman''s father''s knife.


    Father Taman bullied him and prepared to mend the knife.


    Zhao Fang''s eyes instantly stained with blood, "old dog, look what this is!"


    A six color flame formed in his hand.


    "Hum! It''s not worth mentioning the heresy!"


    Taman laughed contemptuously.


    He has just seen the power of Buddha''s anger lotus.


    For the ordinary emperor, the Buddha anger lotus is indeed amazing.


    But for him who has been promoted to God Emperor, he is not enough!


    "Really?"


    Zhao Fang''s lips were cold.


    "The mystery of five fire is really not worth mentioning, but what if it is the mystery of seven fire?"


    "The mystery of seven fires?" the father of Taman was stunned.


    immediately.


    He saw that Zhao Fang was wrapped in flames, and the six color flames spiraled around him, emitting a terrible flame that even he was frightened.


    Father Taman was frightened and quickly stepped back.


    His complexion was cloudy and sunny, and he looked at Zhao Fang. "The mystery of your fire should be only five fold. How could it be promoted to seven fold in an instant?"


    "Guess!"


    Zhao Fang''s answer almost made Taman''s ancestor spit blood.


    "You hide your strength!"


    This is the only thing that Taman could think of.


    In fact, only in this way can it be explained.


    After all.


    Looking at the whole history of martial arts, no one can double the mystery in a short short clip.


    "No wonder the flame group can have such power. It is the mystery of the seven fire."


    Father Taman looked like he had guessed the truth and said coldly, "whether you are the mystery of five fire or seven fire, today, you will die!"


    When father Taman was humming coldly, he had to do it.


    Zhao Fang ignored him.


    Directly use the mystery of the seven fire to condense the Buddha anger lotus.


    When it was about to take shape, with a wave of its left hand, a gray flame emerged in the palm of its hand.


    "Corpse fire?"


    Father Taman was shocked by the tiny pupils.


    What shocked him more was still below.


    Zhao Fang integrated the corpse fire on his left hand into the six color flame group on his right hand.


    Seeing this scene, father Taman''s face changed greatly.


    "Madman! Madman!"


    "These two different flames can''t merge together. You''re killing yourself by doing so!"


    The father of Taman shouted for a violent retreat. He didn''t want to be tired of Zhao Fang''s "suicide".


    However.


    Not far from his withdrawal, a scene that made his eyes open appeared.


    Corpse fire, unexpectedly fused with the six color flame.


    Seven colored flames blend with each other, regardless of each other!


    "This, this is impossible!"


    Father Taman was stunned and looked at the seven color flame. He suddenly thought of something and shouted, "seven color flame, do you have seven different flames in your flame group?"


    "Bingo, congratulations on your correct answer. Then give you this seven color Buddha anger lotus condensed from the mystery of the seven fire!"


    Zhao Fang grinned.


    Seeing this smiling Taman ancestor, he suddenly felt cold in his back and had the illusion of being stared at by the devil.


    "You, you madman!"


    Father Taman''s face was ugly. He turned and left.


    He has sensed the terrible power contained in the seven color flame.


    If he is still winning, he can break the game by waving.


    But now, he was seriously injured, and the seven color flames in the flame group made him feel a strong threat to his life.


    So he chose to retreat without hesitation.


    "Where to go!"


    Zhao Fang whispered, "give me a good taste. I specially prepared a flame dinner for you!"


    Whew!


    Seven color Buddha''s angry lotus, under the frightened expression of Taman''s father, drew an arc in the air and landed on his head.