The young man of the bitter monk clan had just landed on the holy stone platform above his back.

From the void behind him, a young man suddenly appeared full of death, his gaze was like that of the Yama King of Hell, and he glanced down fiercely.

Suddenly!

The teenagers of the countless races below felt an inexplicable chill in vain.

Even their spirits would bring me a chill to erode them, and they naturally raised their heads and looked at the sky in the distance to find another inexplicable man.

Just one look at it made their scalps tingle.

"Are you sure the boy is here? Why don't I smell much of a death warrant?"

A gale of wind struck the young man, and he opened his mouth lightly, looking at the kitten on his shoulder.

"Mimi~"

I saw that the white kitten nodded his little head definitely, and his breath seemed to be a little tired, not physically, but mentally.

Just some time ago.

This white kitten's fortune-telling skills, inferred that there was no obstacle, and at that time it thought that the other party must have had an accident!

There was no way to fight it any further, so the two of them chased it all the way from a long distance to get here, but just yesterday, his inference was suddenly interrupted.

An extremely strange reverse thrust method made it eat up a few mouthfuls of blood, and even now it has not fully recovered.

So it can only be based on keen senses.

Take this young man to this island, an island full of divine and dreamy colors.

The young man learned.

A few of his own divine guards, as well as a few junior disciples, finally found that they were all buried here.

There were even two who directly chose to die together, and the young man of the ancient demon clan who was hunted down was still alive?

How could this not make him thunderous, even he himself had no way to explain to the Emperor of Death!

It's still alive now.

Only he was left, and the other two disciples of the Death Emperor, whose strength was a big late stage of the Yuanying realm, and another had reached the peak of the Yuanying realm!

If it weren't for the fact that he was in a better state of mind cultivation.

Maybe he'd already been furious, meaning that on this island, he was going to turn the bottom upside down, and he wanted to find out that damn boy.

And yet at this moment.

I saw a shadow boy in the edge area below, and he opened his eyes in an instant.

This boy is none other than him.

Meet that young man, Fang Hao, who is looking everywhere, or Qinglin!

"Whew~ This is the mystery of the god pattern, and it is really deep"

And the shadow boy took a light breath and calmed his emotions.

When he first came.

Suddenly, he felt that the ancient divine pattern in his body that had been incomprehensible, since there was a slight movement, it may have been affected by the baptism of this saint's coming-of-age ceremony.

Activated the part of the divine pattern in his body, completely fell into his own state, and no longer paid attention to everything outside.

All he knew was.

It was as if I was hit by something cold, and I woke up in an instant.

He suddenly found that the death mark in his body suddenly had a certain reaction, but fortunately, it was quickly suppressed by her.

The shielding effect of his small seedlings.

The aura of this death mark is only slightly exposed, and it is not too big.

Fang Hao who recovered.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in his pupils, mixed with golden fluctuations, and he glanced around the sky.

"Another disciple of the Death Emperor?"

"No, why is his cultivation so high, he can't even see much of my Heavenly Eye?"

Suddenly, I found out.

There was a shadow of a young man above the clouds, as if he was looking for something everywhere, his cultivation shook the heavens and the earth, but his approach was very secretive, and it did not interfere with the continuation of this coming-of-age ceremony!

"This guy can't really come to me, right?"

Fang Hao's heart was a little empty, fortunately he came here, the crowds of people were mixed in the atmosphere, and it was not easy to find him.

Soon.

There was another wave of excitement around him, and one by one the bald boys on the holy stone platform above began to shout.

"Huh, the Bitter Monks?"

"Won't I go? I can still meet the Buddhist masters of the Western Regions here, is this guy still vulgar?

Fang Hao's eyes widened, as if he had seen an incomparably strange thing.

And.

What she didn't expect was that the monk was still so perverted, he was actually besieged by two primeval guards, and he was still calm and calm.

in view.

Seeing that his hands were folded, his mouth seemed to be muttering something! In an instant, his palms spread out on the left and right, with a strong Buddha light, directly shocking the two primeval divine guards.

Thin, tattered body.

With such terrifying power, it's hard to imagine how this monk-like boy did it?

"It is worthy of being the Holy Lord of the Ancient Clan, and he must be able to think of such a method!"

Fang Hao listened to the discussion of the people around him, and gradually knew what was going on, ignoring the young man in the sky for the time being, it seemed that his attention was attracted by the two people on the stone platform above!

"By any means? That sounds a bit interesting."

Looking at the scene of the fight in the sky, Fang Hao kept calculating and hovering in his heart.

Ten Ancient Divine Guards were not ordinary people, even if he had reached the Yuanying realm now, he would not be able to completely defeat them 100%.

All of these are the powerhouses of the Taigu Clan who have experienced hundreds of years of battlefield killing, how can they be so easy to deal with?

However, another half hour passed.

The clansman of the bitter monk clan in the sky, the wheel battle has already defeated as many as eight, and that Shaolin monk has reached the middle stage of the Yuanying realm.

The holy light of the Buddha opened and closed in the sky, and the mark on the forehead was full of Buddha nature, which was definitely the peerless pride of the bitter monks!

The little seedlings urged by Fang Hao.

Analyze the powerful moves of the young man of the bitter monk clan! I found that Yu Xiuxian can confirm each other.

There are even some powerful moves that can be borrowed from some.

For his strength, there is a run-in progress!

And such a teenager.

In the end, he brutally defeated ten, the ten divine guards of the primeval clan, and pushed the cheers below to a peak again.

"Perverted! This bald donkey in the Western Regions is all so terrifying?"

Fang Hao sweated profusely in his heart.

I suddenly found that I still can't underestimate this world.

What's more, he had just heard that this kind of race, although it belonged to the power of the big clan, was not at all comparable to ordinary big pictures.

Not much.

I saw that the ascetic, after fighting all the battles, walked directly in front of the Holy Lord of the Taigu Clan, folded his hands and bowed.

After the two finally discussed.

I didn't know what the Holy Lord of the Ancient Clan promised him, so he directly let him leave.

And yet at the moment.

Seeing that someone really passed, the killing of these ten primeval gods, and it was also a wheel battle, finally persevered.

Giving the disheartened teenagers below is like injecting a big sedative.

"Woohoo!"

Finally.

Those who had been hesitating couldn't hold on, and flew directly into the sky from the golden glass chair below, although they couldn't guess the monk's purpose.

But they can't do that much!

But.

These seemingly crazy young powerhouses of other races, just like the first one before, were defeated in three moves at most, and directly picked up the Holy Stone Platform!

One after the other.

Hundreds of people are frantically condensing into the sky, but there are few people who can hold on to the ancient gods for a long time!

Ahhh

The screams were so incessant that they could be heard even in the far reaches of the sea, like ghosts crying wolf.

Seeing so many people fall from the sky of the Holy Stone Platform together, even Fang Hao was a little frightened.

Even when she found that Nangong Ling had gone up, it was the same, she was simply killed and had no temper.

Among so many people.

There are barely two young Tianjiao left on the holy stone platform, and this kind of elimination rate is simply a big wave of sand.

And yet at this very moment.

Fang Hao suddenly found that in another direction, a gray-robed young man had abnormal movements.

"Huh, this guy is also ready to go up?"

Then he looked up again and looked to the other side: "Xuanyang, won't he?

Fang Hao's heart is also depressed, of course I will challenge, but if it can be simple, he will definitely be simple, this wheel battle one by one is simply too exhausting.

But it will have to wait a while.

The young man, still looking for him, could not show his feet, so he had to be prepared.