After being shocked, Fan Jian then looked ferocious and sneered. Just now, the Purple Dragon Emperor, Wu Yu and others were guarding Long Qingtian. He was still thinking about how to lead the Purple Dragon Emperor and others away and capture Long Qingtian. Now, Long Qingtian delivered it to his door by himself!

"Boy, since you want to die, I will satisfy you!" Fan Jian laughed and suddenly rushed towards Long Qingtian. His right fist and Long Qingtian's right fist hit each other.

Just as the two fists suddenly touched, Fan Jian's face changed drastically.

A force that made him feel palpitations actually gushed out from Long Qingtian's right fist, instantly destroying his fist force. Then, he felt his right arm suddenly hit the steel spirit wall, and a shock, a "dull" sound.

At this time, the other four ancestors of Manghuang, the Ghost King of the West Sea, the Cow King of the North Sea and others heard the trembling sound, and couldn't help but turn around and see a scene that they would never forget for their lives.

Fan Jian screamed, his right arm was shattered, his flesh and blood splattered, and his whole body flew back like a dead dog.

The millions of troops that were originally rushing towards Long Qingtian were kept smashing away by him, screaming one after another.

The other four ancestors of Manghuang were stunned, the Ghost King of the West Sea was stunned, the Cow King of the North Sea was stunned, and the Buddha King of the South Sea was also stunned.

The eight generals in the South China Sea who had previously discussed Long Qingtian's courage as a man were even more at the eighth battle. They stared at Fan Jian, one of the Fifth Ancestors who were flying backwards.

After a while, the Ghost King of the West Sea, the Buddha King of the South Sea and others were all in a state of snoring.

One punch!

Blast Fan Jian, one of the Five Ancestors of Manghuang, to fly!

This is the seventh-level powerhouse of the ancient god!

Among the Fifth Ancestors of Manghuang, this Fan Jian is the strongest!

The Buddha King of the South China Sea looked at Long Qingtian's figure and suddenly felt a chill inexplicably, while the ghost king of the West Sea and the Cowboy King of the North Sea looked horrified.

Finally, after being bombarded for more than ten miles, Fan Jian stopped, then fell from a high altitude and fell to a deserted island below.

"Brother!" The other four ancestors of Manghuang woke up in shock and shouted, flew over and came to the ground. They helped Fan Jian up.

Fan Jian was helped up and sprayed a mouthful of blood, his face as white as paper.

"You, you, it's impossible, how could you, how could a god-level strongman attack be so powerful?!" Fan Jian looked at Long Qingtian in horror and said hoarsely.

The attack of a peak-level seventh-level strong man at the god level is actually stronger than that of an ancient god level seventh-level strong man?!

He could not accept this fact.

This is true for Fan Jian, the other four ancestors of Manghuang, the Ghost King of the West Sea and the Cow King of the North Sea.

At this time, Long Qingtian's figure flashed and came to Fan Jian's body. Fan Jian and the other two retreated in fear.

"Long Qingtian, what do you want?!" Fan Jian stepped back in shock and said.

"What do I want?" Long Qingtian looked indifferent: "I think you all will die here."

Fan Jian and the other two were shocked and changed their expression.

"Long Qingtian, I don't believe that the five of us join forces will be afraid of you." At this time, Du Hao roared with a stern look: "Brother, the five of us join forces to set up the Jiuxiao Thunder Killing Formation to kill him!"

"No, brother!" The other three also spoke one after another.

Suddenly, the five people flew up and kept rotating. Their bodies continued to change, and lightning rays continued to emit from all around the five people's bodies. The terrifying destructive power caused all the ancient trees and creatures of the deserted island below to be ashes.

Long Qingtian did not take action, but stood there, waiting for the five people to arrange the so-called Nine-Dawn Thunder Killing Formation!

In the distance, the Purple Dragon Emperor and the Nine-tailed Tmall looked at the Fifth Ancestor Manghuang who arranged the Jiuxiao Thunder Killing Formation and couldn't help but smile.

"Sir Zi Tianlong Emperor, let's go up and help the master?" At this time, the Buddha King of the South China Sea told the Zi Tianlong Emperor.

The Purple Dragon Emperor was stunned, looked at each other with the Nine-tailed Tmall, and then started to laugh.

The Buddha King of the South China Sea was stunned and then turned his head. He saw that the leader of the wilderness Wu Yu and Wu Gan laughed. He looked at the four of them laughing inexplicably, and he stayed there for a moment.

At this moment, suddenly, the fifth ancestor of Manghuang shouted suddenly and punched Long Qingtian with both punches.

"Thunderous!"

Thunder lightning filled the sky, flooding towards the dragon raising the sky, the air waves around him flew, and the waves below soared into the sky.

Seeing this, Long Qingtian did not retreat but advanced. Under the surprised eyes of the Buddha King and others in the South China Sea, he flew towards the countless destructive lightnings. When Long Qingtian flew towards the countless destructive lightnings, the Buddha King and others in the South China Sea saw that the lightnings actually gathered towards Long Qingtian strangely, and then all entered Long Qingtian's body.

"All, all, absorbed?!" The Buddha King of Nanhai and others looked stupid.

Compared with the Buddha King of the South China Sea and others, the five ancestors of Manghuang, Fan Jian, were even more shocked.

This Jiuxiao Thunder Killing Formation was successfully cultivated for hundreds of years. The five people joined forces, and each attack was equivalent to a superimposed attack of five people, but it was actually Long Qingtian!

At this time, Long Qingtian's body flashed and came to the sky above the five people. His eyes were cold, his body flew backwards, and he suddenly slapped his palm downwards.

"Palm of the top!"

"Slaughter the immortals and destroy the Buddha!"

I saw countless airflows gathering rapidly, bursting out, forming a huge vortex. A black dot appeared in the center of the vortex, and the black dot instantly expanded, hundreds of feet and thousands of feet, forming a black hole of several miles in radius.

The five ancestors of Manghuang were shocked to find that the black hole was emitting a terrifying space absorption force, and all the lightning light around their bodies was swallowed up. Then, their bodies swayed, and they could not control themselves and were absorbed by the black hole.

"Roar of the Wilderness God!"

The five people were panicked and roared together, gathering together. The sky and earth roared, shaking the Buddha King of the South China Sea and others in the distance. Some low-powered sea soldiers were even directly shocked to death by the roar.

As the five people roared to death, the black hole's space absorption power stopped.

The five people flew away in panic.

Long Qingtian was surprised, then flew away, his body shaking constantly, and there was a constant tremor sound from the sky. He saw the five ancestors of Manghuang being bombed one after another and smashed to the ground from the sky.

The desert island below is constantly shaking.

There was a dead silence.

In the distance, the Western Ghost King and the North Sea Cow King watched the fall to the ground. The fifth ancestor of Manghuang, who had no movement for a long time, had no idea of ​​life and death. His throat twitched and his body was stiff.

As for the generals and commanders of the Three Seas, the soldiers have long forgotten where they are.

Long Qingtian flashed, and came to Du Hao's sky, took it from the ground to take it into the air.

"Long, Long Qingtian, you dare to kill us, our ancestor Huang Sect." Du Hao said intermittently with blood on his face, but before he finished speaking, Long Qingtian's fingers penetrated the center of his forehead and shot out into the back of his head.

Du Hao's eyes widened, looked at Long Qingtian's cold eyes, his mouth stopped there, and fell down.

At this time, Long Qingtian turned his head and walked towards Fan Jian and the other four. Fan Jian and the other four lay down on the ground, looking panicked. (This site...com your support is my greatest motivation.)
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