Fan Wang ranked thirteenth!

Gu Yuan and the others looked somewhat solemn, because Fan Wang was already an acquaintance to them.

Back when Dragon Pavilion clashed head-on with Eternal Life, this Prince Fan caused them quite a few losses.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you guys to still remember me. This is interesting."

Fan Wang chuckled.

"So you're the only one here?" Wanrentu asked, looking at him.

Fan Wang's lips curled up: "Of course not, the twelfth brother is here too, but he has already gone to find his target ahead of time."

Target!

Wanren Tu suddenly realized what was happening, and then he burst into laughter.

"Fine, fine, since that's how it is, then today, I'll have a good, satisfying slaughter!"

boom!

A tremendous force burst forth from its body, sweeping in all directions!

"Hmph! We can't let these guys cause trouble!"

"It was an old man in purple robes who spoke in a deep voice. His name was Luo Ming."

Another elder in purple robes was named Song Tie.

The two exchanged a glance and unleashed their powerful auras without reservation!

The Immortal Slaughterer, King Fan, and the Other Shore.

Gu Yuan, Luo Ming, and Song Tie of Longge.

The auras emanating from the six world's top experts have now formed a mixed aura!

boom!

As Gu Yuan and his two companions charged out, a great battle erupted!

The three elders of the Dragon Pavilion were all at the peak of the eighth rank, but in a one-on-one situation, they were slightly weaker than the three immortal Lords of Hell.

However, this gap can be bridged.

boom!

The fight between the group was extremely fierce, and the surrounding area was soon riddled with craters.

The man in white was lucky to escape with his life. He looked at the battle with complicated emotions. He never expected that he would be unable to intervene in this battle. After all, he was an eighth-rank official!

at the same time.

Kyoto.

"Has this day finally come?"

In a courtyard, an old man sighed slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure dressed in pure white slowly walked over.

"I have long heard of Martial God Ye's extraordinary strength. I am but a mere third-ranked Lord of the Eternal Hell. King Yong, I have come to offer my guidance!"

Prince Yong!

He ranks third among the Lords of Eternal Hell!

However, his strength ranks among the top three in the entire world of immortality!

Ye Daosheng glanced at him indifferently: "You've planned this so meticulously, surely the Lord of Immortality is about to emerge?"

"Senior is very intelligent! As expected of the God of War, even though you are far away in the capital, you know everything that is happening in the world."

Prince Yong smiled slightly.

Ye Daosheng shook his head: "You should not appear in front of the world again."

Prince Yong narrowed his eyes: "Wan Yongsheng is the strongest in the world! No one in this world can stop my eternal progress!"

Ye Daosheng shook his head: "Your vision is still too narrow."

"Hahaha, people always say that the God of War's strength is comparable to that of a god, and that he can destroy the world with a single move. I'd love to see it for myself."

Prince Yong laughed heartily, then clenched his fists. It seemed that some strange law appeared in the surrounding void, causing the space to distort extremely and the air pressure around him to drop rapidly!

Ye Daosheng sighed and slowly stood up.

The instant he stood up.

The world changed color!

Prince Yong's expression immediately became extremely serious.

...

Where is Master Qin?

A middle-aged man appeared at the Humen headquarters. As soon as he appeared, everyone present felt an extreme pressure!

The power of this pressure is unprecedented in the world!

Who are you?

Ye Xiaotian looked at him solemnly.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "The Lord of the Eternal Hell, ranked twelfth, Yang God."

"The immortal ones!"

Ye Xiaotian's expression was somewhat solemn.

The existence of this force is not simple!

Where is Master Qin?

Yang Shen asked calmly, not taking these ants in front of him seriously.

"He's on his way, you can wait for him," Ye Xiaotian said calmly.

"I see. Alright, in that case, let's have some appetizers. Let's kill you all as a surprise for Master Qin."

Yang Shen smiled slightly.

Ye Xiaotian's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiaotian rushed towards Yang Shen!

Similarly, Master Jiang, accompanied by the sound of a sword, had already rushed to the front of the opponent with Ye Xiaotian!

Su Changhu knew that staying would only be a burden, so he fled with everyone without hesitation.

"Heh, the power of a mayfly dares to shake the heavens and earth?"

Yang Shen smiled faintly, his expression full of sarcasm.

He slowly raised his finger and gently tapped it!

Buzz!

His fingertips seemed to touch a wall of air, and the space froze instantly!

Ye Xiaotian and Master Jiang's expressions changed drastically, because they were both immobilized by a terrifying pressure.

"Disperse!"

Yang Shen uttered a single word, and a white light shone from his fingertip. In an instant, the terrifying energy blasted Ye Xiaotian and Master Jiang away. The white light shattered into countless points of light, leaving streaks of blood on their bodies!

Thump!

The two fell directly to the ground, coughing up blood!

Crush them!

They are not even in the same league as the Yang Gods!

"Ants!"

"However, to survive one of my attacks, you need some skill, but not many!"

"You all, go down and wait for the one who killed the master!"

Yang Shen smiled slightly, then slowly raised his hand, and a ball of white light condensed, which he gently tossed towards the two of them.

Although the white light looked ordinary, both Ye Xiaotian and Master Jiang had despair in their eyes. If they were hit, they would be doomed!

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