Venerable Purple Soul's face became angry, and while he retracted his palm and retreated, all the cracked wounds in his palm had been healed by the purple light.

Chen Fan took advantage of the situation and pursued him. His body grew to a size of tens of feet. At the same time, he grabbed the Wanjun Mountain in his palm and smashed it towards the Demon Lord.

From a distance, it looks like a giant earth-yellow man pushing a hill and slamming into a little purple man.

That picture looks so awkward.

However, this Venerable Purple Soul was obviously not an ordinary demon. He chanted softly in his mouth, stepped on the void with his feet, and after making several loud thuds, he turned into a demon dozens of feet tall and raised his hand towards Wanjun Mountain.

Hit it with fists.

Boom boom boom!

The violent fist force exploded in the void, and the purple fist shadow fell on the surface of Wanjun Mountain. It was instantly pierced and torn into pieces by the golden light rising from the mountain.

This is the golden magnetic divine light that was smelted by Chen Fan with hundreds of crystal lights.

It was the Hedao realm monk who met him,

They don’t dare to pick it up easily!

It's just that the Purple Soul Venerable is also obviously a practitioner of physical and mental skills. His raised purple skin seems to be covered with a layer of jade, and it is allowed to be cut by those golden magnetic divine lights.

The purple demon blood seeped out from the wound and soaked into the demon tattoos little by little along his skin.

The next second, I heard the demonic voice singing from the mouth of this demon, and several arms appeared behind him, and they condensed out from under his ribs!

"Gaara!"

All eight arms clenched their fists and punched out, hitting the ground with such terrifying force that Chen Fan's body began to shake violently.

Chen Fan, who was pushing against Wanjun Mountain, roared similarly, with a dazzling yellow halo surrounding his body. The power of the Ancient God was fully activated, and the five star points between his eyebrows were rotating at high speed! But under his feet, he was stepping on the void, half a step away.

Without retreating, he punched the Purple Soul Demon Lord with all his strength and pushed back with all his strength!

"impossible!"

"It's just the peak of the Demon Commander! How can you stop my eight-arm attack!"

"What kind of skills are you practicing that can actually condense this level of physical changes!" Venerable Zihun's eyes flashed, and the eight arms just launched were just a warm-up for him.

But this move, with the blessing of the royal bloodline of the Jialuo War Demon, even ordinary demons would not dare to take it head-on.

And this weird young man from the spiritual world in front of him,

They actually competed evenly with their own strength. You must know that the cultivation level of the two is completely different!

Even the top secret body refining techniques in the demon world would find it difficult to cross this realm gap!

What's more, the Purple Soul Demon Lord is already the best among the Jialuo War Demons, and he is also the best among many Demon Lords who walk the path of strength!

When he thought of this, the Purple Soul Demon Lord felt murderous intent in his heart. He retracted his eight arms from in front of him and began to make strange gestures one after another on his side. He chanted demonic sounds in his mouth, and a terrifying wave of purple light came out.

surging on its eight arms.

"Eight arms?"

"Don't the Garo War Demons only have six arms at most?"

Chen Fan noticed the huge force of the opponent's eight arms and hurriedly pulled back Wan Junshan in his palm. But when he saw the opponent's gesture, he said to himself: "No!" He hurriedly looked through the storage space.

, sacrifice all the Lei Zhenzi that you saved before!

More than 900 level 6 peak thunder bombs exploded at the same time!

This is equivalent to more than 900 peak Void Refining cultivators who practice thunder-based techniques, all taking action!

Terrifying energy fluctuations were superimposed layer by layer, making people jump with fear as soon as the Purple Soul Demon Lord's spiritual thoughts came into contact!

"The Eight Forbidden Spaces shook the sky!"

Without any time to think about it, the Purple Soul Demon Lord waved out his eight arms again. Although the purple light rising from the tattoo on his arm had not yet reached its peak, it actually contained a trace of change in the power of space.

Eight arms smashed into the void in front of him,

A huge force swept out,

A seemingly endless wave of purple occupies most of the sky.

However, no matter how fast he moves, he can't move faster than the lightning bolt that can be used instantly!

A wave!

The mid-air where the two of them were was suddenly turned into a thunder sphere covering dozens of miles!

Terrible lightning tore through the sky, and thunder and lightning fell from time to time, causing smoke and dust to ripple in the wild land below.

After about ten seconds, the thunder gradually dissipated, and the two people standing in the thunder, one was completely charred and had an eight-armed posture, and the other was naked and allowed to be baptized by the thunder, as if he was born to be the master of thunder.

After merging the blood of the Golden Titan, Chen Fan has already become almost immune to the power of thunder and lightning. He can withstand even the thunder of heavenly tribulation, let alone the peak level 6 Lei Zhenzi.

However, the superimposed power of more than 900 Thunderbolts still frightened Venerable Zihun.

If he hadn't launched a full-strength blow in advance to offset most of the thunder, I'm afraid the injury he suffered at this moment would not have been so light.

"A good trump card!"

"It's a pity that if it's a level 7 Lei Zhenzi, even I wouldn't dare to challenge him head-on." Venerable Zihun said calmly, and all the scorched black marks on his body peeled off in a burst of clicking sounds, revealing the underlying layer.

The purple skin with magic lines comes.

A deep aura of cultivation spread outwards. As soon as Chen Fan's spiritual thoughts came into contact with this aura, his face suddenly became horrified and he said word by word: "Later Demon Lord!"

Although he had already guessed that the opponent's cultivation level was not like that of an ordinary Demon Lord, as soon as he noticed this aura that was comparable to the peak of the Hedao Realm, Chen Fan inevitably had the intention of retreating!

"True spiritual dharma, sky-reaching spiritual treasure, hundreds of self-destruction thunder techniques...and this physical body, junior, how many trump cards do you have?" The Purple Soul Demon Lord smiled sarcastically, and his figure flashed on the spot, followed by eight arms.

Appeared in front of Chen Fan and punched him with fists.

It seemed like an ordinary blow, but it contained majestic power, and there were thunder arcs pulsating on his body. Chen Fan suddenly waved his arms, and fought with the eight purple fist shadows that came towards him.

Bang bang bang!

The huge fist shook Chen Fan's chest, and he was knocked back thousands of meters in the air. With the physical strength of his five-star ancient god, he was not a single enemy of the Purple Soul Venerable!

If it weren't for the rough skin and thick flesh of the ancient god's body, he would probably have been internally injured by the opponent's punch at this moment!

Looking directly at the opponent, Chen Fan discovered that the tattoo on the body of the Purple Soul Demon Lord shone brighter and brighter after the previous thunder explosion. It was obvious that the opponent had used some kind of secret technique to increase strength, causing the physical power to surge again.

"A secret technique?"

"The Garo War Demon... is truly terrifying!"

Chen Fan took a deep breath, pulled out a strange spell in front of him with both hands, and chanted in a low voice, and two figures, a demon and a demon, appeared from behind.

The Purple Soul Demon Lord, who originally wanted to catch up and continue punching, suddenly stopped. His eyes looked at the six-armed demon figure among them in surprise, and he exclaimed: "A demon commander-level fighting demon body! It's still six-armed.

Arm bloodline! Junior, is this your last trump card?"

Chen Fan ignored the other party's question, but frantically used his magic power. When the three bodies resonated, the ancient god's body, the demon, and the demon clone spoke at the same time: "Three Yuans are united into one!"
Chapter completed!