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Chapter 3915 Fu Peng

"What?????"

The spectators were all terrified!

The seventh young master tried his best to use the power of the ultimate weapon. What he killed was just a trace?

"How is that possible!"

Some people couldn't believe it: "If this is true, this person would be so strong that the demigods were desperate!"

"Yes, just Daohen, I deceived everyone here and let the seventh young master come out in one after another!"

No one believed it.

The seventh young master all his pupils suddenly shrank |!

He knew that the enemy on the other side was right.

Although the strength of the real dragon was enough to surprise him, the person on the other side was horrifying!

Even, there was a sense of powerlessness when facing his father.

"Who are you? A person like you cannot be without your name on the List of Gods. Are you Daoyi or Tianyan?" The seventh young master's face turned slightly pale.

I thought I was enough to compare with those rare and powerful people on the List of Gods and destined to become gods.

But now it seems that the difference is too far.

"I haven't heard of it." Lin Fan was very honest and did not deceive: "I don't even know what the Conquest of Gods is, but..."

Lin Fan's eyes became slightly strange.

The Investiture of the Gods.

This is definitely not the first time I heard it!

Whether it is the world where he was in his previous life or when he came to this heaven, he heard it more than once or twice.

"kill!"

The seventh young master suddenly shouted.

Nothing to say.

If he did not go to a battle, his Taoist heart would collapse, his realm and Taoist practice would fall back, and it would be impossible for him to have the fighting spirit of winning the throne of the gods.

"Hehe." With a sneer, Lin Fan just reached out and covered the sky. The magic and Taoism performed by the Seventh Master, under those big hands, all collapsed in a blink of an eye.

"call out!"

Suddenly, the seven-color arrow shot.

The Taoist protector took action, bent his bow and arrow, and in just an instant, seven arrows took action!

Taking the dragon as the body as the bow, the phoenix bone as the arrow, and shooting out with the power of the demigod, it is impossible to describe the horror of such arrows!

But Lin Fan's response was too simple. He flew out with a big bell, striking slightly, and fixed the sky and time and space. The seven arrows that were enough to destroy the world stopped strangely, and it was impossible to move forward in an inch.

"Your Golden Peng Dragon Funeral Technique should have fallen into a misunderstanding."

Lin Fan did not rush to capture the seventh young master, but spoke gently.

"Nonsense!" The seventh young master was furious!

This is even more unbearable than being defeated by him!

He is a real golden-winged roc, and his bloodline is pure and upright to the ancestor of this clan, but at this time, a foreign clan questioned that the secret technique in the clan he had understood was wrong!

It's even more uncomfortable than killing him.

It should be noted that this is the first golden-winged roc to become a magical technique after the prehistoric years. It was inherited in the bloodline of this clan's direct bloodline. It has a long history. How could he have realized the truth?

"Let me see me perform for you."

Lin Fan spoke very calmly.

"You know the magical arts of our clan?" The seventh young master was terrified.

Lin Fan said: "I didn't know how to do it. You just interpreted it and you knew it. Isn't it just a magic technique? It's very difficult?"

The seventh young master shook slightly.

Isn’t this clan’s magic tricks difficult?

Even if it was him, his bloodline talent was beyond the reach of heaven, it took him three thousand years to comprehend this technique.

Even his elder brother, the next leader of the Golden Winged Great Plug clan, was hailed as a genius who was unable to emerge in a million years and was destined to become a god. It took him 1,375 years to comprehend this method!

But the man opposite said bluntly that he just interpreted it and realized it, and could he realize that his understanding was wrong?

"Don't lie to me!" The seventh young master smiled grimly. At the same time, he activated the ultimate thing again, but it was obvious that the power was not as good as before. It was obvious that this was a consumable.

But with all his strength, he was still so fierce that he was so fierce that the old Jinpeng rushed towards Lin Fan and performed the Jinpeng Dragon-Superfacing technique.

Lin Fan took a step back slightly, raised his arms and left the ground with one foot. Then, behind him, a handsome golden-winged roc appeared, carrying the breath of the prehistoric world and slaughtered away.

Visual feast!

Both golden-winged rocs are thousands of feet long, and they interpret the same techniques and techniques.

But soon, everyone distinguished their strengths!

Although it was the same method, the golden-winged roc performed by Lin Fan was obviously stronger. After thirty moves of fighting, the golden-winged roc performed by Lin Fan trapped the old golden-winged roc within a limited radius, and then the golden-winged roc roared and swallowed the old golden-wined roc alive.

Shocked the heroes.

"In fact, this Golden Phang Dragon-Suppressing Technique has similarities with the Buddhist Kingdom in the palm of Buddhism." Lin Fan spoke very calmly.

The seventh young master's face turned pale as paper, and his heart was about to collapse.

"Buzz!"

The arrow is coming again!

Moreover, the Taoist protector rushed directly to the front and roared: "Young Master, don't listen to his words. He is using Buddhist means to interpret the Dharma of our clan, in order to disrupt your Taoist heart and destroy your Taoist intention!"

Lin Fan sneered and said no more.

"Young Master, you are not in the realm of a demigod after all. After entering this realm, you will come to fight him, kill him, and reshape your heart." The Taoist protector rushed forward.

This person is too strong!

It is the strongest demigod he has seen in his own eyes in recent years, and of course it refers to the younger generation of demigods.

Even if it was him, I was afraid that he would not be able to get benefits from this young demigod.

"Let's go?" Lin Fan smiled: "Where can you go?"

The protector of the Tao stopped Lin Fan and protected the seventh young master behind him: "Junior, don't behave like a violent person."

"Bow you to death, the slut who fires the cold arrow."

Before Lin Fan could speak, Wuji took action directly, twisting the Wuji sword and killing people.

But Lin Fan stopped him and said with a smile: "You go to Yan Shenju and ask us how we charge if we provide the ingredients ourselves."

Wuji was stunned, and then laughed: "I want to eat the Golden Pear Claw."

"Damn it!"

The popularity of the Taoist protector turned pale!

He is still there.

The two of them discussed in person, and they wanted to eat which part of his body?

"What a pity, my God's Court is not here. Otherwise, with the baptism of the flesh and blood of the golden Peng in the demigod realm, there would definitely be a group of little geniuses."

Lin Fan thought to himself.

Then, he took action, really slap him, fearing that he was protecting the Taoist Old Jin Peng!

His body was too huge, with a wingspan of three thousand meters, and it collapsed a large mountain range. This was because Lin Fan used means to put away his demigod blood. Otherwise, most of the creatures within a radius of millions of miles would die and would not be able to withstand the order and murderous intent in the demigod blood.

The seventh young master's eyes were full of despair.

Even the body was trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you. My brother has always longed for a mount. I think you are very suitable." Lin Fan smiled, and he saw through the body of the Seventh Young Master with the eyes of the rune.
Chapter completed!
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