Chen Nan shouted at Zhao Han: "When I kill this old man, I will help you. "
After the puppet clones in the eighth round were swallowed up by four incarnations of divine fire, Chen Nan took back the incarnation of divine fire and stretched out comfortably.
These eight puppets were all good things. The moment they were burned by the divine fire, Chen Nan used the Weapon Melting Body Refining to refine them into his body.
Part of it strengthened the body and bones, and the other part turned into cultivation and was absorbed by him.
The strength of these puppet clones is only 10% of this old man, but it is already a lot for Chen Nan.
His strength instantly recovered by about 20%, and Chen Nan's strength was now almost at its peak.
"Old guy, now it's your turn to take a punch from me."
His punch was mixed with the power of splitting the sky, which was really terrifying. The expression of the elder Mo family changed greatly and he retreated sharply.
But his current speed is really too slow.
"boom……"
Chen Nan punched the Mo family elder on the head, and then instantly used the art of dividing two realms. The poor Mo family elder had no time to resist, and Chen Nan's waist was split into two pieces in mid-air.
After killing the Mo family elder, Chen Nan rushed towards Zhao Han. At this time, people from the three major forces were already attracted, but fortunately there was no invincible strong man from the Nine Heavens.
Because of this, Chen Nan was even more worried about the little demon.
No Heavenly Lord from the Ninth Level came after him, which meant that those three old guys from the Ninth Level were most likely chasing the little demon.
"Xiaota, if you go over and help the little devil, as long as you can keep him alive, I will agree to whatever conditions you propose." Chen Nan said extremely anxiously.
Haotian Tower was serious: "Chen Nan, it's not that I don't want to help the little devil. Something more terrifying seems to have come in this ancient temple. I must protect you. This is the mission of my little tower. If you die,
I have to sleep again, maybe it will take thousands of years, so I won't leave you now. As for the little devil, he has his destiny, you don't have to worry too much."
When Haotian Tower said this, Chen Nan knew that his stubborn temper was rising and there was nothing he could do to deal with him.
However, what this guy said was so unfathomable that Chen Nan couldn't help but think of the last time he was in Yunmengze, the Dharma Realm. At that time, the little devil was in danger, and the remnant soul in his body seemed to come out.
That remnant soul has ancient power, maybe...
"Old guy, go to hell."
When Chen Nan arrived at Zhao Han's side, the ancient pagoda in his hand fell down and shrouded the old man.
Countless powerful attacks dropped from the bottom of the ancient tower. The old man hurriedly resisted, but was trapped by the ancient tower.
"This ancient pagoda is really powerful." Chen Nan thought to himself.
At the same time, the gold-plated phoenix wing in his hand stabbed towards Tianjun's chest.
He has almost fully recovered his strength now. Even the super strong man at the early stage of the eighth level of Tianjun cannot ignore this attack. The old man and Zhao Han fought against each other, and both of them were injured. At this moment, Chen Nan was attacked again.
The sneak attack and the momentum that had been formed before were suddenly broken.
"Pfft!"
With the sound of the flesh being pierced, the gold-plated phoenix-winged hammer pierced directly into the chest of the Mohist elder, and blood suddenly came out. The old man's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly used his magical power to repair the wound.
But the gold-plated phoenix wing was still inside, and he couldn't take it out at all. Chen Nan was still running the immortal power.
In one breath, this Tianjun eighth-level super strong man had seven or eight more holes in his body, each one bigger than the last. His divine power repaired it like crazy, but it was too late because Chen Nan and Zhao Han's attack speed was too fast.
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"Haha, old man, what are you dreaming about if you still want to live? With the strength of the two of us, even if the invincible strong man of the ninth level of Tianjun is beaten like this, he will still burp..."
Zhao Han was bragging without a blushing face or a heartbeat.
After the fusion of Daozu's soul, his speech and behavior were indeed different from before.
After saying this, this powerful man was completely suppressed by the ancient pagoda. He was not powerful enough, so it was only a matter of time before he died. If he died earlier, he would not have to suffer too much pain.
After killing this powerful man, Chen Nan and Zhao Han quickly disappeared from the spot.
Several powerful Tianjun warriors were already chasing after them, including even more powerful warriors. However, seeing the miserable state of their companions, they did not dare to catch up for a moment.
"This... what is going on? Didn't you say they are from the Celestial Race? Those two just now are not from the Celestial Race at all. Go and report it to our ancestors!"
The expressions on the faces of these monks became extremely ugly. Being able to kill the eighth-level Tianju super powerful man so quickly was definitely not something they could afford to offend.
They watched helplessly as Chen Nan and Zhao Han disappeared, and everyone was in danger.
At the same moment, a battle suddenly broke out deep in the temple. Judging from the situation, it was so loud that it was simply jaw-dropping.
In their haste, these monks did not care about Zhao Han and Chen Nan, and hurriedly moved in the direction of the ancestors.
When they arrived nearby, the leader of the super strong man suddenly changed his face: "Why did the fight start so quickly? This..."
The masters of the Rakshasa Palace and the Soul-Eating Palace were currently fighting fiercely with the three ancestors. These five invincible warriors of the ninth level of the Heavenly Lord were fighting together, and the momentum they created was simply terrifying to the extreme.
If the origin of this ancient temple was not simple, it would have been destroyed in an instant.
But the strange thing is that this ancient temple can't be destroyed at all even by fierce battles by experts like them who are at the ninth level of the Heavenly Lord. Not even a trace is left behind.
The little demon was in a state of confusion at the moment. He ran around all the way and ended up falling into the range of several powerful monks from the Celestial Tribe. As a result, he didn't have time to continue running.
The two powerful men of the Celestial Race came to help.
The little demon was moved. The human race is really loyal today. Damn it, if this were some human sect and they knew that you had caused a big disaster, they would definitely take care of you according to the sect's rules and then hand you over...
The little demon couldn't help but look at the two powerful men of the Celestial Race with admiration.
"Elder Kongshan, I thought you were all wiped out on the Ancient God Star. I didn't expect you to come back alive. It's very good. The alliance between the Yin Yang family, the Moh family and the military family actually dares to chase you. Let's stop it."
The voice sounded familiar to the little devil. When he took a closer look, he saw that this was not Ouyang Chen, the master of the Rakshasa Palace. This old guy was so arrogant. He was worthy of being one of the palace masters of the Twelve Palaces of Heaven and Man.
"Palace Master Ouyang, you have to make the decision for me." Little Demon pretended to be Elder Kongshan and shouted at the top of his lungs.
The ancestors of the three major forces were almost so angry that they vomited blood. Damn it, it was obviously you who killed our people, why are you still wronged?
They looked at the little demon's eyes and wished they could eat him.
What made them even more surprised was that the two palace masters of the Celestial Race were directly attacking them without any fear. Their original plan was not like this.
