Puff!
A crystal clear sword pierced Tianwu's forehead instantly, and Tianwu's gaze slowly beca dull.
"You, who are you?"
Tianwu is extrely unwilling, but he is an indestructible saint ancestor.
To reach his realm, looking at the heavens and all realms, he can be regarded as a top powerhouse.
However, he didn't even know who killed him.
At this ti, the crystal clear sword was pulled out in an instant, and a man in a black robe erged from behind him.
Besides Xiao Fan, who else can?
Originally, Xiao Fan thought that Immortal Origin Root could only be transford, but he never expected that it had the ability to beco invisible.
Not only can hide the body, but also completely hide the breath.
At least, it is difficult for the Immortal Ancestor to discover his existence, he has already personally verified it just now.
"These days, you have been doing the ghost?" Tianwu's vitality quickly lost, "What is your na?"
"There is no need for a dead person to know so much." Xiao Fan's fingers trembled lightly, and the endless sword aura blood, instantly shattering Tian Wu's physical body.
"If you don't kill you, my ancestor will die."
When Tianwu died, an indifferent and angry voice from the void sounded.
Xiao Fan shrugged, but he knew that the Celestial Race had a Pond of Rebirth.
Although he had already killed Tianwu, Tianwu was also an indestructible saint ancestor, and most of the heavenly race wanted him to resurrect.
"The Celestial Race really has a headache." Xiao Fan rubbed his temples.
Even though he knew that the Heavenly Human Race's Supre Rebirth Pool would not be destroyed, it would be difficult for the Celestial Race to be wiped out.
However, he still will not miss any chance.
The Taishang Rebirth Pool is strong, but he does not believe that it does not require any price.
Especially to resurrect an immortal ancestor, the cost will be greater.
"Ok?"
When Xiao Fan ca back to his senses, he suddenly felt horrified and suddenly turned his head and stared into the distance.
I saw a woman in white dress coming, very slow, but fast to the extre.
That cold face was even more frosty and murderous.
At this mont, Xiao Fan felt trendous pressure.
"Peerless Saint Ancestor?" With his current realm, it is impossible for ordinary people to bring such great pressure to him.
He also thought of the identity of the woman in white in front of him, which should be the Seven Commanders.
However, aren't the leaders of the Celestial Race all the immortal ancestors?
Why is the person in front of him a peerless ancestor?
"Heaven is coming!"
The white-clothed woman looked at Xiao Fan indifferently, without any daring in her eyes, as if she was looking at a dead person.
Rumble!
In an instant, the entire Lost Demon Sea began to churn, and the billowing demon energy suddenly exploded.
Xiao Fan suddenly raised his head, but saw that a white eye appeared out of thin air, covering a radius of tens of thousands of miles.
A breath of death filled Xiao Fan's heart, and the icy cold air hit the heavenly spirit from the bottom of his feet.
"This is?" Xiao Fan dumbly.
Two words ca to his mind instantly:
Days!
Above the aura is the number of days.
Although the Holy Venerable Realm began to touch the number of days, it was only touched.
Even if you break through the Holy Ancestor Realm, you may not be able to comprehend or control the number of days.
Xiao Fan thinks he is not weaker than any genius, but it can only be regarded as the power to touch the number of days.
However, the seven commanders of the Celestial Race in front of them seed to have the feeling of holding the number of days.
escape!
This is Xiao Fan's first thought.
He didn't have the idea of fighting back at all. He stepped on ti and space and moved quickly towards the sky.
The white-clothed woman looked at Xiao Fan playfully, quite the way the Tathagata Buddha looked at Sun Monkey.
Buzzing!
In the next mont, countless white brilliance shot out from the eyes of that white sky, everything within tens of thousands of miles lted instantly, leaving nothing behind.
This thod is extrely terrifying and destroys everything!
After doing all this, the white sky eye slowly disappeared, and the void was once again filled with billowing monster energy.
The white-clothed woman didn't take another look, and quickly disappeared in place.
At the sa ti, the entire Lost Demon Sea began to turbulent.
In the outside world, countless monks have already gathered, so from the deserted city, and so from the One Holy Realm.
Everyone looked at the turbulent Lost Demon Sea, and their eyes were filled with extrely high expectations.
"Finally coming!" Chu Bianzhou stared at the Lost Demon Sea with scorching eyes, trembling all over.
"Palace Master Chu, you got the crystal of the origin of the monster tens of thousands of years ago and broke through the peerless heavenly sovereign. This ti, you may be able to advance to the holy ancestor realm."
"This Lost Demon Sea is very likely to be the inheritance left by the Demon Ancestor's peak period. The Origin Crystal of the Demon Race is extrely precious. Unfortunately, I have been guarding for tens of thousands of years and have not been able to get one.
"In any case, the demons can't be cured. Let's prepare for the battle."
Several elders stared at a group of powerful demons on the other side of the world with guard.
The demon race's original crystal is precious, they have already confird that this kind of thing is a **** that enhances their strength, and must not be obtained by the demon race.
Chu Bianzhou didn't think so much, he stared into the lost monster sea with a complicated expression.
"Is he dead or not?" Chu Bianzhou whispered in his heart.
For so reason, he hoped that Xiao Fan would die inside, but he also thought that Xiao Fan could live.
If Xiao Fan died, the **** on him would be lifted.
But if Xiao Fan were to live, he would naturally get a lot of the Crystals of the Monster Race Origin in the Lost Demon Sea. Looking at his relationship with him, Xiao Fan might be able to give him Chu Bianzhou a few?
I don't know how long it took, lost in the monster sea.
A black robe figure slowly condensed into shape, staring at the place where the white-clothed woman originally stood with a lingering look.
"It's dangerous, is this the horror of the Eye of the Numbers? It is indeed a race blessed by heaven and earth." Xiao Fan exhaled heavily.
Thinking of the scene just now, Xiao Fan couldn't calm down for a long ti.
"Boy, if it weren't for , you would be dead this ti." I don't know where the source of immortality ca from.
Xiao Fan didn't deny it. This ti, it was really thanks to Dugu.
This guy is worthy of being a **** of heaven and earth.
The attack from the Eye of the Number that day was totally incapable of it.
No, to be precise, it cannot be sensed at all.
"How does the Eye of the Number of Days cultivate, or is it a gift from heaven?" Xiao Fan whispered.
Even if his clone was buried, he had never seen anyone cast the Eye of the Sky.
Just like the human race, the monster race and the demons, no one has mastered this kind of power.
"What God's gift, the sky is already dead, how's the gift?" Dugu Immortal said with extre disdain, "They can only be regarded as a group of bandits at best."
"Robber?" Xiao Fan was taken aback.
However, the loneliness is immortal and silent.
Xiao Fan could be sure that this guy must know sothing, but he didn't dare to say, or could not say it.
He was wondering, if the avatar was not buried to protect the gods of the heavens and consud nine out of ten of the powers, would it be able to block the eye of the sky from the attack?
It is a pity that the power left behind by the burial is not a single one, and it can only make his soul state reach the immortal ancestor state.
Even so, his true strength is not as good as the Immortal Ancestor.
Seeing that the surrounding space had begun to collapse, Xiao Fan sighed, "It's ti to leave."
However, at this ti, the mysterious rays of light instantly attracted his attention.
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