No... no need to seal!

If Feng punches down, Fang Ping will explode and his body will be shattered into pieces.

The Sealing Heaven lineage does not just do simple sealing.

"I hope I can deter this guy..."

The God-Forger sighed in his heart, it was a pity that now was not the time for him to leave seclusion, otherwise... he might not be afraid of Feng.

At this moment, King Dou Tian was getting closer and closer.

"Hand over the Sword of Eternal Life!"

An indifferent and cold shout sounded.

The caster looked in that direction from afar, with a cold voice, "Let Feng come in person! You are not qualified yet!"

"Ancient times are gone!"

King Dou Tian looked very young, like a scholar, with his hands behind his back and his head hanging from the world. He looked at the Casting God Envoy, "The ancient times... have become a thing of the past. No matter how famous the Casting God Envoy is, he cannot scare me!"

The caster's eyes shine with golden light!

At this moment, the golden light penetrated thousands of miles.

At this moment, from all directions, a cast god envoy appeared.

"Magic Knife!"

"Excalibur!"

"Divine Axe!"

"Magic gun!"

"Divine Bow!"

"..."

"Magic stick!"

Dozens of clones appeared, each bursting out with powerful energy.

King Dou Tian's eyes were cold and venomous, and he said coldly: "You are worthy of being a guest of the Nine Emperors Throne in the past! Eighteen clones, eighteen semi-divine weapons, very good!

But... the clones are just clones, if I take action, how many people can survive if there are eighteen clones?"

The caster's eyes were a little unkind, and he said coldly: "Are you...sure you want to provoke me?"

At this moment, this clone grew stronger, a crack appeared in the void, and a small world seemed to be coming here.

The caster's eyes became colder and colder, "Get out! Otherwise... the king of heaven will die today!"

King Dou Tian’s expression changed slightly!

My lord!

This old guy is really here.

At the same time, someone in the distant direction laughed and said: "Blacksmith, why bother? A group of juniors are playing around, why do you need to be angry?"

No one, just sounds.

The caster sneered, and the small world above disappeared, and he said playfully: "Feng, don't do this with me! Forget it if you don't provoke me, if you dare to challenge me again, I will make eighteen divine weapon clones to play with you!"

"Blacksmith, there are so many artifacts, how many of them should I share?"

"Come and get it if you can, I'm afraid you won't die!"

"Hahaha……"

In the distant direction, he laughed heartily. He no longer cared about the casting god at the next moment and said with a smile: "Doutian, don't worry about the blacksmith. Go and kill Fang Ping. The Human King... is somewhat capable, but killing one of my disciples... is a bit too much."

.”

"promise!"

King Dou Tian no longer cared about Zhu Shenshi and the others, and walked through the air, chasing them into the distance.

At this time, the caster regained his composure, sneered, and muttered: "You still provoke me, I'll give you face!"

Just after I finished speaking, my body became stiff.

A cat scratched his thigh pitifully, looking forward to it.

Eighteen semi-artifacts!

Eighteen artifacts!

The cook said it himself!

So many clones!

And it's not a simple clone, but one that incorporates half a divine weapon. Maybe there are really eighteen divine weapons?

The Casting God cursed in his heart, "I'm bragging, okay?"

How can there be eighteen artifacts!

These eighteen semi-sacred weapons have been saved by me all my life. They will be of great use. Why are you grabbing my legs?

"The pot cook..."

The caster's face turned even darker. Who was responsible?

Forget about being a blacksmith, you still have to be a pot maker. Am I the one who makes pots specifically for you?

Believe it or not, I opened a pot and stewed you fat cat!

"Sacred weapon...pot!"

The Casting God remained calm and kicked his legs, trying to get the cat away, but the cat's grip was tight and he couldn't kick it away for a while.

At this time, the Casting God didn't care about it anymore, didn't say anything, and walked towards Fang Ping and the others.

When the others saw this, their eyes moved slightly, and they also chased in that direction.

The Forged God is very powerful!

He just seemed to be coming in person, but King Fengtian in the distance felt threatened and felt that Doutian was no match for him, so he chose to avoid it.

But everyone also saw that these top experts seemed to be afraid of something.

The true form of the God-Forging Envoy has never appeared, and neither has King Fengtian.

Everyone understood it tacitly and did not take any action.

In this case, although the Nine Saints of the Catacombs were afraid, they did not leave at this moment. They wanted to see Fang Ping's fate!

Fang Ping is no match for Overlord, let alone a Heavenly King.

One mistake this time and Fang Ping will die.

As for the Casting God... I'm afraid he may not take action.

Even if he takes action, King Fengtian may also take action to stop him.

Everyone even had some expectations that a fight would be the best. These two powerful men were both old antiques. One of the four ancient envoys and the chief of the ancient Ji Dao lineage were both terrifying!

It would be a good thing for such a character to fight to the death.

…

ahead.

Fang Ping walked through the air, and from time to time he struck back and slashed the road with his sword!

The wealth value is consumed a lot.

However, Fang Ping didn't care. He had obtained the three holy weapons and was out of crisis. Naturally, he had wealth worth recording.

One cut may have no effect, but dozens or hundreds of cuts will eventually have an effect.

Behind the scenes, Overlord is already feeling the pressure.

Fang Ping has beheaded him dozens of times!

A little damage at a time, dozens of times, the Origin Avenue becomes somewhat turbulent.

Although Fang Ping himself was injured, this guy was consuming his original energy desperately, and while repairing his injuries, he could vaguely compete with him.

"Fang Ping, can you run away?"

Behind, the breath of the King of Heaven is approaching.

Overlord’s voice is cold, Fang Ping can’t run away!

The senior brother came and directly sealed the opponent. Fang Ping instantly lost his combat power and was certain to die.

"run?"

Fang Ping sneered and said, "Keep chasing! I'll chase you until the end, and you'll have to walk around without food! I'll ambush Tengu and Shi Po in front and kill you trash!"

"Do you think this king will be deceived?"
To be continued...