Only one can leave, or none can leave.

Yang Fanhai recalled his weapon, the spear named after the God-killing God, and the colorless spear that was once fired in the prehistoric immortals.

Today, he had to make a break. He had been entangled by this power for so many years and was deeply trapped in it and could not extricate himself. He hoped his master, hoping that his master could kill him, but unfortunately...

If you can't rely on others, you can only rely on yourself. If you can't control this power, it will disappear forever.

"Ao!"

All the devouring lords roared at the same time and came to Yang Fanhai, but saw the purple light spear flashing and they instantly formed a group of battles.

The dragon roared and the tiger roared, the flying eagle swept through the sky, and waves of earth shaking sounds came from the void. Every devouring lord is a hero of the world. Every devouring lord once had ambitions, and no one would be willing to fall behind anyone.

"What are you looking at?"

Chen Weiming couldn't help asking inside the Pangu axe body seal. Chen Pan's eyes kept moving, but not looking at Yang Fanhai, but locked in a certain devouring master.

"Looking at the Chaos Peacock!"

Chen Pan sighed lightly: "Wuji, the Lord of Devouring before Tan Jun, has really seen the whole picture because he did not know many things. Now I think about it, the Lord of Devouring is not just one in one era. In my era, after Tan Jun became the Lord of Devouring, a family used some secret technique to resurrect the Chaos Peacock..."

"It seems that this is not the case. The resurrected Chaos Peacock seems to have no intelligence and is just an empty shell. What if two devouring masters appear in the same era? It's so complicated, I can't even figure it out!"

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it!" Chen Weiming looked at the battle situation and was a little anxious: "Don't you think of a solution?"

"No!" Chen Pan shook his head: "He will definitely win. You won't understand. He is different from all the devouring masters. The devouring masters of all generations, either directly or indirectly, are dominated by the hunger of power, and in the end they should have the ambition to sweep the world."

"He is the only one different. From the past to the future, Tan Jun only has one idea: to be alive."

"I'm not even living well, as long as I can live forever. I've never seen a person who is as obsessed with living as he does, and such a person finally chose to sacrifice himself for justice. He ended his life in a way that never thought of by the Lord of Devouring."

"The other devouring lords have been surrendered by the power, and he has escaped from it. Is it necessary to say the result?"

As if verifying what he said, the energy was sucked in at that point, and the devouring lords were knocked away and surrounded them in circles.

Yang Fanhai, holding the God-killing Spear, was just like his name. God of War, the invincible God of War in the world. Although these devouring masters were not weak in his aura, they always seemed to be missing something and were completely suppressed by the spear.

"Give my son my life!"

With a roar, the God-killing Spear pierced the head of a devouring master. This treasure is best at damaging the soul and then shattered the Taoist fragment in the devouring master. The devouring power wrapped around the gun bar was like a wind, absorbing it directly.

This is a contest between the Lord of Devouring, and the power of devouring is completely useless to the suppression of other energy at this moment.

With a start, there was a second one soon. At this moment, Yang Fanhai was not only a monk, but also a warrior, holding a spear in his hand and sprinting through the Lord of Devouring. Soon, another Lord of Devouring was shattered by the gun.

One by one, after another, after crushing hundreds of devouring masters, the devouring Taoist pattern seemed to feel scared, and stopped besieging Yang Fanhai, but instead fled in scatters.

But this is a vicious creature after all, and he doesn't have much wisdom. He seems to have escaped in all directions, but he is still within a certain radius with the devouring Taoist pattern as the core.

Yang Fanhai was determined to end all this and chased without hesitation. He attacked fiercely and cleaned up one by one. He rushed through one star field after another, shattering one devouring master after another.

When I arrived at a certain star field, I suddenly saw a mysterious light flying and falling into Yang Fanhai's hand. It turned out to be a big bow, making a sound of leaping sounds.

"Is this... Qiankun Bow?" Chen Weiming asked immediately, and the only bow he knew was unique.

Chen Pan nodded: "It is... this bow I used to condense, but it became a real thing in the prehistoric world."

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

At that point, Yang Fanhai sighed lightly, the Qiankun bow was in his hand, and the bow was placed on the arrow, the true energy condensed, the devouring Taoist patterns were entangled, and the fleeing devouring masters shot at the fleeing devouring masters.

This time, it was no longer a fight, but a hunting. The speed was faster and it took less time. It was slaughtered, leaving only a mass of flesh and blood wrapped in the devouring Taoist patterns.

"it's over!"

Yang Fanhai roared, and his body ran away like a sudden lightning, rushed directly into the flesh and blood, and grabbed the devouring Taoist patterns like poisonous snakes inside and started fighting.

The energy of the previous devouring masters has been consumed, and the power of the devouring Taoist pattern is no longer as powerful as before. How can it be Yang Fanhai's opponent?

After a long battle, Yang Fanhai tore the poisonous snake-like devouring pattern into countless fasts, and then used his own power to roll it up, crush it, absorb it, and without a trace.

"ah!"

He roared to the sky, and his grief and anger could not stop for a long time. Taotie swallowed the main body of the Taoist pattern for countless epochs, and was completely destroyed in this way.

Yang Fanhai's body suddenly became unstable, as if the obsession in his heart was about to disappear because he had completed his mind.

"Zheng!"

With a sound of sword, the green lotus light appeared. Li Qinglian suddenly took action, the man and sword merged, and rushed towards Yang Fanhai.

The green lotus sword song condensed in the void and instantly wrapped Yang Fanhai. But the sword light was sharp, rising and falling one after another. In the blue lotus light, there were no two figures, but only flesh and blood were churning.

"Brother!"

Yang Jian exclaimed, thinking that Li Qinglian was going to kill someone and wanted to come forward to rescue him. How could he do his strength?

"Don't go over!"

Chen Pan hurriedly grabbed him: "Li Qinglian won't kill your elder brother, he must have a deep meaning!"

He said that, but he frowned and didn't understand what Li Qinglian wanted to do.

The flesh and blood churned, mixed with the power of the green lotus. After a long time, I finally saw the green lotus blooming, revealing everything inside.

There was a person standing on the lotus platform, two of them lying, all covered in blood. Li Qinglian was standing, and Yang Fanhai and Yang Zimo were lying.

Chen Pan rushed over and asked indecisively: "Did you save them?"

Li Qinglian looked at Yang Fanhai: "He accomplished a miracle, I just expressed my respect."

Chen Pan was about to thank him, but suddenly noticed something and exclaimed: "You... your cultivation level!"

At this moment, he could suddenly see through Li Qinglian's cultivation, which was no longer the ultimate Tao, but fell to the supreme, and at most it could be said to be half the Tao.

Li Qinglian looked calm and didn't care at all.
Chapter completed!