In short, at this moment, those strong men from all races were really excited.
Their eyes are fiery and their hearts are greedy.
"Whoosh!"
At the moment when most people were excited, a monk suddenly broke through the air and flew quickly into the mountains. ??
This person was none other than Zhuo Wenshan, the Blood-Slaying God who had been chasing Wang Fan for a while, but was so frightened that he went back again after hearing about Wang Fan's strength.
Zhuo Wenshan's strength is not weak, but here, he is not the strongest.
At this time, his heart was extremely excited.
If you can get that treasure, you can really become the Supreme in one fell swoop.
Even if you look at the state of eyes, no, even if you return to Shenxu, you can run amok.
Zhuo Wenshan was excited in his heart——
"Go away! You stupid beast, how dare you covet my Chinese treasures?"
An angry shout suddenly resounded through the sky, and the next moment, there was a whoosh, and a sword light swept over.
The sword light was domineering and sharp, tearing the sky apart instantly and slashing directly towards Zhuowen Mountain.
"Gu Yao, how dare you!"
Zhuo Wenshan felt the overbearing sword blow and was furious in his heart.
He recognized who the person who attacked him was, the ancient demon from the ancient clan of China, who was also a strong man at the eighth level of the heavenly realm!
Zhuo Wenshan was filled with anger, the divine energy in his body exploded, and he punched out.
The fist wind is terrifying and explodes the world.
Boom!
A loud noise was heard.
Zhuo Wenshan was instantly blown away, and his body was already covered in blood.
He is no match for the ancient demon.
The ancient demon held a long sword and stood proudly in the void, staring at Zhuo Wenshan with disdain.
"You're just a bastard, you want to covet my Chinese treasure? That's ridiculous!"
The voice fell and he slashed out again.
at the same time.
Strong men from the Zhan family, Yao family, Yin family and other families also rushed out one after another to kill the monks like Shenxu.
"court death!"
When Brother Shenxu saw this scene, he was instantly furious.
They all know that this war is inevitable.
Unless, they gave up the opportunity in the mountains.
The war broke out in an instant.
The void roared, the divine energy vibrated, and in the sky, huge black holes appeared one after another, as if they were going to swallow everything.
The battle was extremely brutal.
Soon, someone couldn't help but said angrily: "Yao Li, what are you going to do? Have you taken refuge in the gods and beasts?"
anger!
Just so angry.
Several powerful men from the Shenzhou Monster Clan actually joined forces with the Shenxu monks and aimed their butcher knives at them!
"Bashan, you deserve to die. Did your demon clan also take refuge in those beasts like Shenxu?"
Soon, another angry voice sounded, and a strong demon clan man turned back and killed a Chinese monk.
This was not the end yet. Soon, demons and immortals rebelled one after another and launched attacks on the ancient Chinese monks.
Sure enough, those who are not of my race must have different minds.
Even though these races also originated from China, they are now united with the foreign monks from Shenxu.
Originally, the Chinese monks had a slight advantage, but now, they have become the weak side and are in danger.
This is only now. If it is delayed for a while and other powerful gods arrive, they will be even more passive.
After all, the monks from China cannot defeat the monks from Shenxu.
Even though the Shenxu monks are outsiders and invaders, they are very powerful.
China has always been at a disadvantage.
"Asshole! Damn it!"
Zhan Longtian, a strong man from the Zhan family, was also extremely angry and roared again and again.
There was a roar.
He fought hard to kill a powerful man with a weak spirit, but he himself was seriously injured.
Before he could take a breath, there was a buzz, and a spear came from behind and went straight to his head.
Zhan Longtian was horrified, and just as he was about to retreat, buzz, a sword light reflected again, shattering the spear light.
The ancient demon appeared next to Zhan Longtian, his face extremely ugly.
"Let's go!"
He shouted low, quickly grabbed Zhan Longtian, and disappeared from here at an extremely fast speed.
I can't stay here any longer, I have to leave.
If the various tribes of gods, demons, demons and immortals had not betrayed, they would still have some fighting and some fun.
But now, with the betrayal of those people, if the fight continues, they will be destroyed.
The strong men of the ancient tribe were extremely aggrieved, but they were also helpless and could only leave with unwillingness and anger.
The powerful monks from the gods and demons, immortals and gods did not pursue them either.
You can kill at any time, but if you miss this opportunity, you will lose it.
They did not waste time, but flashed their bodies and rushed into the mountains as fast as possible.
Not long after, the group of people arrived at the place where Wang Fan had overcome the tribulation previously.
Unfortunately, this place has been destroyed into a mess, with ravines and scorched earth on the ground.
As for treasures, where are the treasures?
"Where's the treasure?"
Everyone was a little confused.
Their mental power surged out instantly and extended in all directions, but unfortunately they found nothing.
Let alone a treasure, they didn't even see a single valuable hair.
As for the chaotic energy, not to mention, there is no sense at all.
"What's going on? How is this possible? Where is the treasure? Why has the aura of chaos disappeared?"
of the demon clan
The demon power is somewhat unacceptable.
For the sake of opportunity, they did not hesitate to expose themselves and cooperate with Shenxu, but they gained nothing. How could they be willing to do this?
"Bang!"
As soon as Yao Li finished speaking, a huge fist fell on him and knocked him away.
That was a powerful man with a weak spirit, a man who was infinitely close to the ninth level of the heavenly realm.
The strong man stared at Yao Li coldly and shouted angrily: "Are you asking me?"
Yao Li secretly hated him, but he didn't dare to get angry at all. He could only shake his head in frustration: "No, I don't dare!"
He was very angry, Madhu, he was just too much of a bully, no, he was too much of a bully.
The scene soon became quiet, and spiritual power began to radiate in all directions, as they explored every inch, trying to find any clues.
However, the results were quite unacceptable.
They still found nothing.
No one noticed that less than three thousand miles away from them, a figure was running for his life. It could be said that he was really fighting for his life.
Wang Fan was a little confused.
What exactly happened?
I had just passed the punishment that day, why did I feel like there was a strong person fighting?
It’s okay if there are strong men fighting, but the weakest ones are actually on the eighth level of the Heaven Realm God. Isn’t this too scary?
If it had been before, he wouldn't have cared about it at all, and might even have gone to see if he could kill a few enemies.
But now, forget it, he has no confidence in fighting against the eighth level of heavenly gods.
In this case, the only option is to run away.
Wang Fan's speed is quite fast, and the mixed lines and traces have been perfectly integrated into the physical body.
Therefore, now that he has restrained his aura, almost no one can feel his presence.
This is why Wang Fan is confident that he can escape.
Otherwise, how could one escape under the noses of a group of eighth-level gods?
This chapter has been completed!