The void was torn apart by Long Fan, causing a large-scale collapse.
The powerful force surged, but it could not pose a threat to Wang Teng.
Wang Teng tapped his toes, and a powerful force burst out from his step, shattering Long Fan's powerful body. The tyrannical force caused Long Fan's body to fall rapidly, while Wang Teng's body was like a sword soaring into the sky.
Generally, he jumped into the air and avoided Long Fan's powerful and violent blow.
Then Wang Teng paused for a moment in the void, and suddenly shot backwards, diving towards Long Fan. He used the God of Creation Kung Fu to the limit, and his whole body exuded a sacred light. The fist seal in his hand seemed to be able to break everything.
It fell on Long Fan.
"Ouch~~"
Long Fan let out a cry of pain, and his body hit the ground hard, causing the ground to sink. Thousands of miles in radius collapsed, and smoke billowed.
His body was mottled with cracks and blood was gushing out.
"You lost."
Wang Teng landed on Long Fan's huge body. Seeing the blood pouring down from Long Fan's body, he immediately felt pity.
"Such a waste."
Wang Teng quickly took out a space container magic weapon and collected the dragon's blood that overflowed from Long Fan's body.
This dragon's blood is so strong and filled with huge amounts of energy that it can be called a treasure of blood.
When Long Fan saw this, he immediately yelled, this bastard really cares about his dragon blood!
The method of collecting dragon blood is also very skillful.
He struggled fiercely. As the most amazing genius of the younger generation in the demon world, he was defeated so miserably. He was defeated by a contemporary saint of the Immortal Dynasty who had suppressed his realm. He was also suppressed by the opponent on the ground and collected the dragon's blood. This was simply a great shame and humiliation.
"Don't be nervous, I'm one of my own. I won't kill you. This is just a show to show to others."
Seeing Long Fan struggling fiercely and looking like he was going to fight him desperately, Wang Teng quickly sent a message to Long Fan's spiritual consciousness.
After receiving Wang Teng’s spiritual message, Long
Fan was stunned for a moment.
When did the Holy Son of Immortal Dynasty become his own people?
"What are you talking about and who are you?"
Long Fan responded.
"We haven't seen each other for a few years, don't you remember me? We met in the demon world a few years ago."
Wang Teng continued to transmit the message: "At that time, there was a grand event in the demon world, and you and I had fought against each other."
Hearing Wang Teng's reminder, Long Fan's huge pupils suddenly shrank into needlepoints, and he immediately trembled all over and said in horror: "Is it you?"
During the previous battle, he vaguely felt that the eyes of the Immortal Son in front of him were exactly the same as that of the bastard before, and the two figures also overlapped inexplicably.
Hearing Wang Teng's words at this moment, Long Fan was immediately convinced that the Holy Son of the Immortal Dynasty in front of him was the terrible human bastard who wanted to refine him!
Suddenly, a strong fear arose in Long Fan's heart, and he struggled even harder.
Even though several years had passed, he still remembered Wang Teng muttering to himself, thinking about his dragon blood, and wanting to refine it.
At this moment, he was filled with horror. If he had known that this holy son of the Immortal Dynasty was actually Wang Teng, he would not have come to challenge him even to death.
This is clearly a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.
"Stop, you...what do you want to do? Didn't you say you are one of your own? What are you doing now?"
Long Fan struggled fiercely, and at the same time, his spiritual consciousness transmitted his voice and roared at Wang Teng.
"Collect the dragon's blood."
Wang Teng said honestly.
"You...you still want to refine me? I know that from the beginning, you have been thinking about me
I!"
"Stop it, or I'm going to call someone!"
Upon hearing Wang Teng's answer, Long Fan's dragon face immediately turned green, and he spoke with grief and indignation.
"Don't get excited. I'm just collecting a small amount of bets. This is just for other people to see. Do you understand? How could I really care about your dragon blood? This is simply a myth. Don't think about it." ??
Wang Teng spoke in relief, while the space container in his hand was still collecting the golden dragon blood pouring out from Long Fan: "By the way, our bet just now seemed to have mentioned dragon meat. You are so big, why not cut it again?"
How about giving me three thousand kilograms of dragon meat?"
"Ho~~"
When Long Fan heard this, he immediately raised his head and yelled, struggling fiercely: "Asshole, you are collecting my dragon blood while still thinking about my flesh. You also said that you didn't miss me. I will fight with you!"
"Boom!"
However, Wang Teng turned over his hand and took out a treasure tripod, and hit Long Fan on the head with a "dong" sound, making Long Fan dizzy on the spot. His head shook and he finally fainted on the ground.
In the distance, when the senior officials of the Burning Heaven Sect saw this scene, their eyes twitched wildly.
Obviously, he did not expect that the Holy Son of the Immortal Dynasty would be so terrifying. He could suppress the level of cultivation and be limited to the early stage of the Divine Lord. He would still be so powerful that he could suppress Long Fan, the Holy Son of the Dragon Clan in the Demon Realm.
It would be fine if Long Fan was not strong.
However, the strength of this Holy Son of the Dragon Clan is also unparalleled. He really has the ability to suppress his contemporaries. The strength and power shown in the early stage of the God King are no less than those of the strong ones in the God Emperor stage.
Moreover, after he manifested the original form of the ancient ancestral dragon, his aura, power and strength skyrocketed. However, in the end, he still failed to suppress Wang Teng and was defeated by him.
At this moment, watching Wang Teng knock Long Fan unconscious, he happily collected the dragon's blood that overflowed from Long Fan's body.
Blood, everyone in the Burning Sky Sect felt a little at a loss.
The demons are their allies.
Long Fan came here now to help them divert the attention of the Holy Son of Immortal Dynasty.
As a result, now, the other party has confessed himself...
In the dark, the strong men of the demon clan saw this scene and finally couldn't stand it any longer.
They all took on physical form.
"The Holy Son of the Immortal Dynasty is indeed unparalleled in his grace and power. He is the most powerful in the world. In this battle, our Demon Clan's Dragon Son was defeated. Please show mercy to His Majesty the Holy Son."
King Chiyan said.
They manifested themselves and claimed to be accompanying Long Fan to pay homage to the invincible grace of the Son of Immortal Dynasty.
Seeing the Monster Clan, a group of senior officials from the Burning Heaven Sect immediately pretended to be alert and quickly stood in front of King Chi Yan and others, as if to protect Wang Teng.
Wang Teng's followers, Han Yu and others, also gathered around Wang Teng.
"Everyone, we have no ill intentions. We are here just to admire the peerless grace of the contemporary saint of the Immortal Dynasty."
King Chi Yan was not nervous and said gently.
Wang Teng waved his hand and asked Han Yu and others to retreat.
At the same time, he also stopped collecting dragon blood, glanced at King Chi Yan and others, and suddenly the corners of his eyes twitched.
In the distance, there was another breath approaching quickly. Although his breathing skills were very good, Wang Teng's mind-eye field and the induction of the breathing method of all things made him clearly feel the arrival of the other party.
D!
He was horrified.
The demon clan actually has a god emperor coming?
What is this intended to do?
Did the other party want to kill him?
Thinking of this, Wang Teng suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and shuddered.