A strange figure gradually appeared behind Zhao Wanzi, opened his hands, and thrust directly into Zhao Wanzi's temple!
"Careful, meatballs!"
The dying Song Jianqiu suddenly opened his eyes and roared loudly!
Zhao Wanzi was completely unaware of the changes behind him and desperately activated the fire dragon to attack the black barrier.
"Hey, the Great Mystic Master's essence must taste very delicious..."
While half of the face was sneering, the hands of the black shadow had already covered the left and right sides of Zhao Wanzi's forehead, and were piercing into the temples...
"What kind of bird god dares to run wild in my southern capital, and even ran to the foot of my emerald mountain? I think you are impatient!"
And at this moment, there was a roar like rolling thunder!
A meteor trailed the flames, whizzed down from the sky directly above the foot of the Emerald Mountain, and crashed directly towards half of the face!
"boom!"
The huge explosion caused the entire Emerald Mountain foothills to tremble violently!
Everyone looked at the sudden change that happened in front of their eyes in shock.
The fire swooping down from the sky directly smashed half of Song Jianqiu's face and the position where he was.
The fire soared into the sky, directly covering everyone's sight.
A long time passed.
In the shocked eyes of Zhao Wanzi and Zhao Lian'er, the flames slowly dissipated, and then, a huge pit appeared in everyone's eyes.
The huge pit was bottomless, and all the land in the circle was burned black. Black smoke was constantly rising, and it was slowly rising from the huge pit.
The power of this punch directly punched a huge hole in the middle of the mountain!
Just when Zhao Lian'er and Wan Zi were shocked by the terrifying destructive power, a figure slowly rose from the pit and appeared in everyone's sight.
This man was wearing a black sportswear, with a tall and tall figure, and an aloof aura as he slowly appeared over the pit.
He was also carrying a person in his hand, it was Song Jianqiu who had his essence controlled by half of his face and fell into a coma.
"Lu Fan!"
Zhao Lian'er and Wanzi almost said the same thing.
Lu Fan was wearing a black sportswear, standing in mid-air in the pit, carrying the unconscious Song Jianqiu, and looking around indifferently.
It wasn't until he noticed the expressions of the two girls that he smiled and said, "Sorry, I just took a shower and changed my clothes. I'm a little late. I'm sorry."
Lu Fan, dressed in sportswear, looked a little out of place in the scene.
He glanced at the deep pit at his feet and frowned slightly: "You're not dead yet?"
"then."
"Look after him."
Before Lu Fan could finish his words, his body had already disappeared from the same place!
The next second, a figure flew past and landed in Zhao Lian'er's hands.
Seeing that it was Song Jianqiu flying over, Zhao Lian'er was stunned for a moment.
But then.
"Roar!!!!"
An earth-shaking roar suddenly roared from the deep pit in the middle of the mountain!
"You dare to hurt my demonic body!"
"die!!"
"boom!!!"
A black shadow suddenly rose into the sky from the deep pit, carrying black smoke and turning into a giant black dragon. It headed directly towards where Lu Fan's figure flashed, and hit him hard!
Lu Fan's figure just appeared in mid-air. When he saw the black smoke coming directly, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are the one waiting!"
