The black netherworld death flame condensed into a sword gang under the blessing of the void-devouring spiritual fire. Coupled with the twenty-four times power of Xuantian Bian and a fighting body comparable to the king level, Luo Xiu's sword could be called

Unprecedentedly powerful.

The Black Flame Sword Gang carries an oppressive aura, and the space where it passes is distorted and even torn apart, leaving dark traces.

"asshole!"

Fan Lingyun was furious, swung his sword to block, and a violent force surged forward, causing his body to fly backwards again and spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

And before the surprise attack was over, a silver-white dragon body appeared behind him as if teleporting, and a pair of sharp dragon claws flashing with silver light grabbed directly at his Tianling Cap.

After all, Fan Lingyun was also a strong man at the Martial King level. When facing danger, he used his spiritual consciousness to control the energy of heaven and earth to form a light curtain to protect his whole body, resisting the attack of Long Ming's pair of dragon claws.

"Who are you?"

Standing on the sky, keeping his figure steady, Fan Lingyun's face was extremely gloomy, showing a dignified look.

The power of the sword of the man in black robe was enough to knock him back, but the fluctuations of his true energy were clearly at the eighth level of the God Refining Realm.

There is also the lion with flames all over its body. It is also an extraordinary alien monster that has reached the ninth level of god refining.

In addition, there is the elusive dragon-shaped monster with the ability to teleport, which is also a big deal. If he hadn't controlled the vitality of heaven and earth to defend himself, he might have perished just now after catching it.

"A man who is about to die does not need to know who I am."
Chapter completed!