Supreme Killer

"I'm afraid of death?"

Huang Mo glared at Xiao Fan coldly, with an arrogant expression on his face.

"Okay, it's just a joke." Xiao Fan waved his hand, narrowed his smile, and looked into the depths of the heavens: "This place is surrounded by formations, and I can't break it for a while.

You first enter the world in my body to get rid of the biting Xian San in my body, and leave it to me for the time being. "

Several people looked at each other, and finally nodded.

They were unable to spur the Hongmeng Immortal Power, their strength was greatly reduced, and now even the ordinary Immortal King Realm might not be an opponent.

The most important thing is that if you stay here for a long time, Devouring Immortals will penetrate deep into your bone marrow, which is very likely to damage the Origin Avenue.

They are all Hongmeng Immortal Kings. If the Origin Avenue collapses and falls into the Saint Ancestral Realm, it would be funny.

They can't afford such a loss, and neither can the ten thousand races.

Xiao Fan waved his probing hand and threw a few people into the world inside his body, his eyes became extremely deep.

"Thirty-third clone unexpectedly has this kind of small means. I think his strength is really not very good. As long as you find him, things may be solved."

Xiao Fan groaned to himself, and flew towards the depths of the heavens.

Although he has been to the heavens twice, he is extremely strange to the heavens.

However, he did know the approximate location of the Supreme Immortal City.

Xiao Fan flew in the air, scanning the surrounding area from time to time.

As far as the eye can see, there are ruins, and the whole heaven is densely covered with ravines like spider webs.

The magma was flowing everywhere, and the flames soared into the sky. It was obvious that they had experienced a peerless battle, and even almost destroyed the entire heaven.

Xiao Fan was very puzzled. Since the Thirty Third Clone had flooded the entire heavens with Devouring Immortals, why did the battle break out?

If the thirty-third clone and Taiyi Demon Ancestor and the others met, the formation of the heavens would have been broken long ago.

After all, there are not many formations in the world that can trap a group of Hongmeng Immortal Kings' battles unless they reach the level of the Six Reincarnation Great Formation.

But like the formations of the six reincarnation big formations, how many are there in the world?

Not long after, Xiao Fan arrived in the sky above Taishangdu Xiancheng.

The originally holy and flawless Taishangdu Xiancheng has long been riddled with holes. The underground magma sprayed up, flooding most of the Taishangdu Xiancheng, making the holy land of the Celestial Race into ruins.

Along the way, what surprised Xiao Fan was that he had never seen a Celestial Race.

Could it be that the Celestial Race is dead?

It shouldn't be!

There are many people in the Celestial Race who practice the art of usurping fate. They can see a corner of the future and they should be able to avoid bad luck.

No matter how bad it is, the clan should not be annihilated.

Even if the clan is annihilated, what happened to the several Celestial Clan in the Hunyuan Immortal King Realm that I met before?

call!

Just as Xiao Fan was puzzled, a blood shadow shot up into the sky from the ruins and shot towards Xiao Fan.

"Huh?" Xiao Fan raised his brows and just wanted to make a move. When he saw the person's face clearly, his face was slightly surprised.

"Heavenly Concubine?"

Xiao Fan's tone was a little weird.

He did not expect that Tianfei, who was once aloft, would be so embarrassed now.

His whole body was covered with blood, and many parts of his dress were burnt to black, revealing **** skin.

It was supposed to be white, but now it looks a bit shocking.

"Xiao Fan, you are finally here." When Tian Fei saw Xiao Fan, she was relieved with a bitter smile on her face.

"Do you know I'm coming?" Xiao Fan was surprised.

"My mother calculated that you would come, but she didn't expect you to come now. Unfortunately, it's already a bit late." Tian Fei sighed deeply.

"God angel?" Xiao Fan frowned, feeling very heavy, "What happened here?"

Concubine Tian's face was pale, she was obviously injured very badly, and her body was shaky, as if there was only one breath left, she could die at any time.

Xiao Fan put a hand on the incense shoulder of the concubine Tian, ​​the immortal power poured into his body, and took out a few original immortal crystals.

Tianfei did not hesitate to run the exercises to refine the original fairy crystal.

After a while, her face finally returned to a trace of ruddy.

"Great God, he is playing off." Tianfei took a deep breath, her eyes flashing with fear.

"He's dead?" Xiao Fan frowned. He didn't care about the life and death of Great God Tian, ​​but wanted to know the situation of the third clone.

"I don't know." Tianfei shook her head with a blank face, and then suddenly gritted her teeth and said: "If he really died, that would be great!"

Xiao Fan didn't say a word, just staring at Tianfei quietly.

The Concubine Tian pondered for a moment, and then told Xiao Fan what happened to the Celestial Race and the Celestial Realm.

It turned out that the matter of the third avatar of the Great God Tianduoshe 30 is no longer a secret to the angel of God.

The Celestial Race has always known that the Tree of Qi Luck is the forbidden place of the Celestial Race, and their fairy ancestors are sleeping below.

But they didn't know that, in fact, Great God Tian had already woken up in the Primordial Era, and in the Desolate Era, his strength was restored to its peak.

However, he has been pretending to be asleep, waiting for an opportunity.

That is the ancient catastrophe!

As expected by the Great God, the third avatar of the ancient catastrophe appeared and went to war with the old man who guarded the tomb. Both sides were seriously injured.

Not only did the old grave guards fall into a deep sleep, but the third clone also did the same. It was almost a battle to die together.

However, Dashentian didn't know how to use it to find the place where the thirty third clone was sleeping, and he lost his physical body, so he directly took the thirty third clone.

However, Great Shentian also underestimated the horror of the thirty third clone, causing him to suffer a backlash. He originally recovered to the Hongmeng Immortal King realm, and fell to the Hunyuan Immortal King again.

In order to suppress the thirty-third clone, Dashentian stayed under the tree of Qi Luck all the year round, and with the help of the ten thousand realm gas, obliterated the thirty third clone.

Moreover, he secretly confessed to the angels of the gods and arranged for himself a retreat, that is, looking for a furnace with spiritual blood.

In the future, if the third clone cannot be suppressed, it will be reborn directly.

"What happened later?" Xiao Fan nodded.

He had known this for a long time, the Heavenly Spirit King was an unqualified furnace tripod.

"You also know that my celestial race practice the art of usurping fate, and my mother is one of the best." Tianfei looked up at the sky, and fell into the memory again.

God angels practice the art of usurping fate, and have a glimpse of the future of the Celestial Race.

That is, the third clone of the Great God Tianduoshe 30 failed.

Although the others are at a loss, the angels of God are decisive and will never let such a future happen to the Celestial Race, otherwise, the Celestial Race will inevitably die.

For this reason, the angel of God disappeared from the sight of everyone in the Celestial Race on the grounds of retreat.

In fact, the angels of gods have already left the heavens and set foot on the heavens, looking for ways to save the heavens and human races.

Hearing this, Xiao Fan had to admire the decisiveness of the **** angels, and the hatred towards the Celestial Race had disappeared a lot.

At least, God Angel and Great God Heaven are not the same people. "It was your mother's idea that you asked me to cooperate in the first place?" Xiao Fan asked in a deep voice.