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Just like the demon that appeared in front of him, with three heads and six arms, it must have been extremely powerful.

He was like a god's mansion, and the level of horror was hard to guess.

But his chest was cut open by life.

This is simply an unbelievable scene, as powerful as this god and demon, how can the chest be thrown away so easily?

Who did it exactly?

He stood proudly above the nine heavens, and his blood method was three thousand zhang, piercing the void.

His eyes were a strange blood-red color, and he roared in the sky, and his voice reverberated through time and space, as if echoing in the past, present, and future.

Yang Fan's heart was shaken, and it was difficult to calm down.

He didn't know if he was dreaming or if he was being dragged into a period of history.

He had seen too many incredible images, and now such a demon god had appeared.

"This should just be a piece of history, right?" Yang Fan thought, just like the history he saw before, just some scenes reappeared.

Roar.

But this time Yang Fan was wrong, the demon god let out a roaring sound that shook the heavens and the earth, and roared loudly, almost shattering the eternal void.

The power of this god and demon was unimaginable, and his roar shook Yang Fan's blood to the ground, almost spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"How is it possible?" Yang Fan's face changed drastically, and he never thought that the situation in front of him was real.

The demon god stood above and looked down at him, his eyes extremely cold.

Yang Fan staggered back, what he encountered today was too weird, and it made him frightened.

"Son of God, are you back?"

The demon god is roaring, and the sky is crumbling!

Yang Fan didn't know how to answer, this demon god was too demonic.

"Son of God, are you back?" the demon god continued to roar, forcing his gaze towards Yang Fan, with a terrifying aura.

Yang Fan's mind was difficult to calm down, and he felt an extremely cold killing intent from the demon god's body.

"I will answer him, or he will strike at me!"

Yang Fan's face changed slightly, he was calling the Son of God, is there any mystery and connection in the middle?

Yang Fan decided to take a gamble, and he said, "I'm back!"

"Boom" The aura in the demon god's body was more than ten times terrifying, and he took a step in the void and strode towards Yang Fan.

An unimaginable oppressive force rolled in, like a heavenly universe fiercely suppressing it.

Yang Fan was shrouded in this aura, and his body was like carrying an immortal primeval divine mountain, and he could barely kick his breath.

"No, did I answer wrong?" Yang Fan's face changed wildly, and he was powerless to resist in the face of this ruthless demon god.

"Son of God, why did you abandon us back then, forsake us followers, I will eat you"

The demon god roared, and the blood law danced wildly.

He was completely crazy, and the blood hole in his chest seemed to have turned into a cosmic black hole, releasing an extremely terrifying devouring force, and began to devour Yang Fan, as if he wanted to swallow Yang Fan directly.

Yang Fan wanted to scold, Lao Tzu was not the son of a bullshit god at all, how did he know what happened back then?

What we have experienced today is truly a calamity.

Yang Fan yelled, unable to control his body.

His entire body flew into the air and flew towards the bloody hole in the demon god's chest.

Yang Fan was unwilling to be devoured, he tried to mobilize several supreme treasures to deal with this demon god, but they all failed.

In the end, Yang Fan sacrificed the mysterious piece of yellow clay.

The yellow mud flew out, releasing a yellow light that fell on the demon god's body.

"Roar," the demon god roared, shouting in horror, "this is .................. The immortal .................."

As if he remembered something, his body retreated into the air for the first time, looked at Yang Fan coldly, roared unwillingly, and then rose into the sky, sweeping endless blood light and disappearing into the sky.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew.

Yang Fan opened his eyes.

He found that he was still in the courtyard, the five heavenly fires were guarding the surroundings, everything just now was like a dream, but everything was so real, his back was soaked, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

Yang Fan frowned, "What the hell is going on?

He looked in the direction of the Purple Mountain, which was shrouded in a purple halo at night, which looked very strange.

Yang Fan felt the extraordinaryness of this purple mountain, which was quite amazing and terrifying.

"Looks like I should have survived" he sighed, and the old friar's "death rhetoric" did not succeed in him, which was lucky.

Time is passing quickly, the battle of Tianjiao is getting closer and closer, and masters from all walks of life are coming from all directions, and there are countless powerful ones.

This has really become a stage for young Tianjiao, many people are not obvious in appearance, but their combat power is amazing, they have been forbearance and suppression of themselves, waiting for an opportunity to make a blockbuster, and obviously, this Tianjiao battle is like this.

If you can make it to the top ten, you can not only become famous, but also get a place to enter the Purple Mountain and go to the Purple Mountain to find an opportunity to defy the sky.

This is what everyone cares about the most, compared to fame, the Purple Mountain opportunity makes everyone's heart flutter.

Finally, the high-profile Tianjiao battle is about to begin, Guo Tianyi came early in the morning, very attentively leading the way for Yang Fan, acting as an errand runner, the fat man also came, and walked with Yang Fan towards the place where the Tianjiao battle was held.

On the way, Yang Fan noticed that some people were peeping at him, and he found that it was the people in black before, he couldn't help but move in his heart, and said, "Fatty, how did you provoke those people in black?"

The fat man said, "They are looking at the fat man, I am handsome and chic, and I am very jealous."

Yang Fan almost vomited, this dead fat man had nothing to do with the words "handsome and chic, and the instrument is lofty" that he said.

The three of them came to the place where the Tianjiao Battle was held, this is a huge square, and ten rings appeared in mid-air, this is the sky arena with the blessing of prohibition, and the Tianjiao Battle is held on it.

The square was full of people, and there were constantly masters coming, such as the high-profile *, Hades, Ziyangtian, Sun Shenzi and others have arrived.

"Boom" The silver light in the distance rushed to the sky, and two young people stepped forward, and their breath was monstrous.

The two men looked exactly the same in their twenties, with silver hair, and looked exactly the same.

"Twin Twins" Yang Fan touched his chin.

"This is the most difficult to deal with, and the heart is the same!" said the fat man.

"It's the Geshi Tianjiao of the Gemini clan, Nie Tianfeng and Nie Tianyun are here" Someone recognized the identities of these two people, which was very unusual.

They can be said to be seeded players, and it is difficult to have opponents between their peers after joining forces, but what reassures everyone a little is that they must be separated, as long as they are not combined together, the threat is greatly reduced.

"Tianjiao Zhan, I have a place in the top ten" A sneer came from a distance, and a fierce man as tall and burly as an iron tower stepped forward.

The man is more than three meters tall, full of golden light, he flows with the blood of a golden giant, called "Jin Tiangang", it is said that he can go crazy, once the madness of the combat power soars many times, so that many people are quite jealous, there are too many masters, just pull out a person has an extraordinary identity and history, Yang Fan saw a shoulder-length girl with short hair, walking towards this side with a pair of charming long legs.