Shutong?! "What did he get back?" Zhang Fan suddenly looked back and looked at the source of the sound.

There, the sky and the earth were shaking like boiling water, and the clouds were steaming, as if the signs of the overturning of the sky and the earth were not real. Shutong's crazy laughter was getting closer and closer, and finally broke through all the fog and appeared within Zhang Fan's sight.

“This is one by one”

Zhang Fan's pupils shrank, and he was condensed on Shutong, who was slightly embarrassed.

To be precise, it was in one of his hands.

At this time, he rose up and rushed higher and higher, and at the same time approaching the direction where Zhang Fan was.

As he approached, the things in his hands became clearer and clearer in Zhang Fan's eyes.

It was a leaf the size of a banana fan held in Shutong's hands but it was not as swaying or even breaking with the strong wind. Instead, it seemed like gold was cast, proudly straight.

The reason why this golden leaf attracted Brother Zhang's attention was that before it jumped into Zhang Fan's sight, it caused Jiuyao Qiri to tremble violently, as if it was extremely excited. This feeling was that even when it met the Zhongzhou Shenmu, it did not reach such a level. "Fusang Leaves!" "The banana fan-shaped leaf must be Fusang Leaves."

Zhang Fan suddenly became excited, wishing to snatch Ye Zi from Shutong's hand now.

Previously, there were naturally hiding Fusamus leaves on his branch, but compared with the size of a palm fan in front of him, both in shape and strength and weakness, there was a difference between bright moon and fireflies in both shape and size. "This leaf is what I think is the thing that the Yunzhong consciousness temporarily kept in the mouth of my uncle."

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up in an instant. He knew in his heart that if he wanted to find the whereabouts of the Fusang tree, and even further take it as a support for the gods, this leaf might be the top priority. "Boom~~"

First, Zhang Fan killed his favorite and then took away the collection by Shu Tong. Yun Zhong's fury had reached its peak.

Amid the shocking roar, the clouds in the sky gathered together, condensed to the limit and turned into countless cloud explosions. The birds, like mushroom clouds blooming in the sky.

Although this power has not caused much anger to Zhang Fan and Shutong, it also makes them clear how angry the Yunzhong consciousness has reached.

That was to burn the boat, and it was to crush the two of them to pieces to death at all costs.

This determination quickly turned into practical actions.

Just as Shutong held up the Fusang leaves and quickly passed through the endless void, there was a loud "bang" sound when he broke out, and a huge palm was poked out.

“Ah~”

Zhang Fan opened his mouth and did not scream, but his mouth undoubtedly showed his astonishment.

Shutong couldn't see the situation behind him, and he couldn't see Zhang Fan's expression due to distance, but it was not difficult for him to know what was going on.

Just as the giant hand broke out, Shutong felt that the whole thing suddenly became dark today.

This darkness is shrinking and deepening at the same time. There is no time to react, and the strong wind blows! "Damn!"

Shutong's reaction could be said to be extremely fast. Without even thinking about it, a dive was made with the leaves of Fusang, bringing out a golden light and blood, and suddenly burst out.

At the critical moment, just as the shadows broke out, a huge palm slapped it.

"Boom~"

In an instant, the clouds dissipated, and the cracks like ripples in the void winded in all directions like dragons, and their power was astonishing as Zhang Fan was in it, and he could not boast that he could take it down with force.

"fear!"

Zhang Fan gasped and was shocked by Yun Zhong's counterattack.

"The ancestor of heaven and man, this must be the ancestor of heaven and man!"

At this moment, he remembered what the Emperor Zhan Shutong said before. He first killed the three powerful men of the Nether Bone Heavenly Man. Uncle Tong was another tiger's head and rushed to the tiger's head. Needless to say, he must have been trying to resurrect the time when the ancestor of Heavenly Man was resurrected. The palms that covered the sky and the arms as thick as the pillars appeared in front of Zhang Fan bit by bit.

At the beginning, the amazing palm and arm were a little blurry, and it looked like it was made of a cloud of energy. It had a sense of roughness and chaos, as if it would break itself if it increased a little more strength. However, with the futile blow and the passage of time, the whole arm suddenly became clear.

The muscles, patterns, and even hair on the arms are all visible, just like the most brilliant craftsman in the world. He has a hard hair carved with all his heart, just like a little texture, which is almost real. But Zhang Fan knew that this is true. As the texture of the arms is clear, a powerful and domineering aura gradually fills the world.

The breath is filled with the ancient distant nature, the mighty and powerful world, and the unrivaled domineering aura, as if he was born to be the master of heaven and earth, so he should not disobey.

Zhang Fan could be sure of this aura alone; "It is really the ancestor of the heavenly beings, or the ancient giant! Ding,

It is described as the earth shaking, the giant trees swaying, and often rises from the ground with mud-footed giants. This giant refers to the ancient giants. The ancient giant clan once dominated the ages at a certain time in the ancient times. Strictly speaking, it has a great relationship with the human race's rise.

The founder of the glory of the human race, the Holy Emperor, was born in legend to trample on the footprints of the ancient giants for his mother. He was born with a mysterious color and was born extraordinary.

Regardless of the authenticity, the fact that the Holy Emperor was still proud of the bloodline of the ancient giants at that time shows how prominent this race was once.

To put it simply, the ancient giant is a powerful race that has been confronted with the ancient dragon and the demon god for a period of time in the ancient beacon smoke. The terror and power of the giant are circulated in all mythological books and directly penetrated into the blood of the human race. "The ancient giant, the ancient powerful race spoon"

A bitter smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, which was quite a bit like a joy in bitterness: "I finally saw that I lived."

The ancient powerful man, some remains are treasures. For example, he relied on the extremely Nine Fire Dragon Ball, which was this genus, let alone living creatures, from this point of view, it is really rare.

There was no time for him to feel it. Just when Zhang Fan confirmed that the ancestor of the celestial being, who had most of the outlines, was really an ancient giant, Shutong had already screamed "Oh," and shot out like an arrow from the string.

The difference in body shape alone is enough to make up for the defects in speed. Not to mention that Zhan Huang Shutong is not a cultivator as skilled as Zhang Fan, this escape is almost useless. He turned his palm down and changed day and night, and the ancestor of the Heavenly Man was covered with a palm. During this attack, the ancestor of the Heavenly Man seemed to have adapted to his new body. No matter it is speed, power, power, or even a hidden confinement power, they are not comparable before.

The Emperor Zhan Shutong has such rich experience. I know that it is impossible to avoid this time easily. While the lightning is shot out, I also push my palms out into the air.

This palm came out as if it was about to fight against the giant palm in the sky.

"When did Shutong become so bloody?"

Zhang Fan, who was watching the game from a distance, was secretly amazed. Both sides were moving too fast and the distance was too far. From the time the two sides appeared one by one to now, they were fighting like a lantern. It was impossible for him to intervene. However, being unable to intervene does not mean that he does not have his own judgment.

When the ancient giants first attack, he saw some clues. This more powerful attack verified his idea.

The ancient giants can have such amazing performances in the glorious years of ancient times. The strong and colorful stroke is definitely not just about their large size.

A big body shape has its advantages, but it also means that it has its own goals and inflexible movements. It also has its disadvantages, which is not because of its strong strength.

This mythological book has been vague. After all, it was something countless years ago and who could have promised to do it? Now, based on the breath sensing and spiritual judgment, Zhang Fan has understood a little bit. Thinking of this, with his cunning, he couldn't help but change his brilliance.

The ancient giant pressed it with one palm, as if borrowing the power of today's land, rather than just the world in the cloud, forming an absolute suppression. This suppression is not reflected in power, but in an indescribable rule. "Term!" Borrowing the rules of heaven and earth is not for blessing power, but forcing force to take over.

This is what Zhang Fan realized when he hit the palm.

The ancient giant can also be said to be the darling of heaven and earth. It is born to touch the realm of such a heavenly immortal. It is no wonder that it can stand in the ancient times and be famous.

The reason why Shutong was able to escape from the first blow of the giant palm was very simple. At that time, the giant's body had not yet been solidified, and there were also omissions in operation.

However, this kind of omission cannot be repeated.

Whether the Zhan Huang Shutong, who was in the game, thought so like Zhang Fan, was thorough and unknown, but his choice was undoubtedly the most correct and the only way.

In front of the ancient giant, choosing to avoid is to kill yourself, and you will fall into the world, and you will never escape that moment.

Back to the point, the palm that the Emperor Zhan Huang Shutong poked out in a hurry seemed to have not done his best at first, but Zhang Fan did not think so. With his eyesight, he clearly saw that before Shutong came out of his palm, the red light in his palm was like a sea of ​​blood, and there was a surging fighting spirit condensed into a vortex." Danbao: vortex of creation! Zhang Fan had seen the creation of this treasure by Qin Yan, and what he was about to see was his power against the enemy. How could he have refined it with the vortex of fighting on the battlefield?

Just under his eyes, one step up and one step, it was as big as the sky and the sun, just like the slightest dust of mustard seeds, and it hit together. "Boom~~"

A huge blood-colored vortex appeared at the moment when the two palms collided, as if it was a partition, separated by both sides. The vortex kept flowing, and the fighting spirit swept across the world, like a millstone, eliminating the great power on the giant's palm. Stalemate, stagnation...

It seemed like just a moment, and it was like a "bang" sound after a lifetime, as if it was a whine, the vortex of creation shrank into Shutong's palm, and at the same time, the aftermath of the ancient giant's attack swept Shutong's body. "Bang~"
Chapter completed!