The alien devil is in the city

As soon as these words came out, Shenzi was immediately speechless.

"Besides, the demons are just a branch of the human race, so why are you obsessed with this matter?" Everyone knows this, but the demons don't admit it.

"Being a god or a devil only depends on your mind." Fang Fan's words were immediately recognized by everyone.

The monks in Fan City loudly said: "Fang Fan will always be our senior brother. If you are a human, we will be human. If you are a demon, we will be demons."

Han Ying was moved to tears by this, and Xi Yan even burst into tears.

The Ning family, who were still in grief, had come to their senses and quickly supported Fang Fan.

Penglai Immortal Island strongly supports Fang Fan. They worship this young island owner from the bottom of their hearts.

The monks in the Taiyin Realm are not divided into humans and demons at all. They only know how to support Fang Fan, no matter what race he is.

Li Mubai looked at the monks below and smiled. Fang Fan had not helped them in vain, but he had a headache again when he saw Fang Fan's fighting prowess. When could he catch up with such a powerful person?

I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up in this lifetime.

The Son of God sneered: "It's useless to talk nice, because you must die today."

"Yes, he must die." The weapon spirit at this time agreed beside him. Fang Fan had no way to hit this weapon spirit, otherwise he would have slapped him.

This weapon spirit is such fucking garbage and annoying.

The ruler was smashed out again. This time the ruler was larger, with rules surrounding it. Fang Fan felt a little troubled, because the books he had read since childhood had now become a constraint for him.

Breaking and then standing, when Fang Fan thought of this, he immediately forgot all the books he had read, and then the appearance of a heavenly book appeared in his mind.

This made Fang Fan startled. He couldn't care about so much. Whenever Fang Fan could do something, he would swing out his sword. With one sword, all things would be born. The growth of all things in the world follows the rules of one birth, two, two, three, and three, all things.

The principle of great truth.

Then a Dao Yun sword technique immediately rushed towards the ruler. The rules surrounding the ruler turned into powder under the Dao Yun and disappeared into the air. Then the sword energy hit the ruler hard.

The ruler immediately returned to Shenzi's hand, and Shenzi vomited a mouthful of blood. At this time, he still didn't understand that a monk at the third level of God Transformation could not beat a monk at the peak of Nascent Soul.

No one would believe this if he told it, and he would not believe it even more after he vomited blood.

"You are not at the peak of Nascent Soul, you are the God of Transformation, and you are at the third level of the Soul Transformation like me." Shenzi said while escaping.

"Are those important? As long as I kill you, nothing matters." Fang Fan said coldly.

"Haha, I knew you were at the third level of God Transformation, haha." After the Son of God finished speaking, the ruler hit Fang Fan again.

Fang Fanyi

The punch came out, and his hand directly touched the ruler, and the ruler immediately had a hole missing.

This? How is this possible? This ring ruler is an immortal weapon. Are the current immortal weapons all copycat brands? Are they forged?

The more the Son of God thought about it, the more confused he became.

Fang Fan immediately said that the Son of God was absent-minded and swung his sword again. This time, all roads lead to Rome, and countless roads began to surround the Son of God.

And some of them had already pounced on the Yinghuo Realm monks who wanted to get up, and two or three monks were immediately stabbed to death.

The monk left the ring as soon as he died.

The weapon spirit had already noticed it and was so angry that he stamped his feet. Damn it, is this human being so difficult to kill?

The Son of God woke up when he was surrounded by the sword energy of the roads, and immediately rolled up his somewhat defective ruler and hit the roads.

These road sword energy actually turned into pieces and then disappeared into the air.

The Son of God looked at the injured monks, and his spiritual power immediately surged. He could no longer bear Fang Fan's mistreatment of him.

He wanted to fight to the death, and he had to fight.

Unless Fang Fan is killed, this wish is getting further and further away from him now.

"Fire is coming." The Son of God roared angrily, and a flame floated from the sky. Fang Fan was shocked when he saw it, it was heavenly fire.

It's just a low-level sky fire, but it's not something Fang Fan can deal with now. What should I do if I see the Son of God throwing the sky fire at Fang Fan?

While Fang Fan was still thinking, Tianhuo quickly enveloped Fang Fan.

"Haha, haha, God help me, I don't believe you will survive under the fire from heaven?"

Then he sat cross-legged and kept activating the sky fire. At this time, he himself didn't know that the sky fire was so powerful. He made it impossible for Fang Fan to avoid it.

If he had known this, he would have sacrificed it long ago, so that he would not be injured and might have killed Fang Fan.

When Fancheng saw that Fang Fan was in the sky fire, they were very worried. They began to kneel on the ground and pray to God to open his eyes.

Han Ying felt nervous again at this time, and her hands were clenched so tightly that Xi Yan was not worried at this moment and kept persuading her.

"Fang Fan also has fire, so the fire may not be able to deal with Fang Fan for a while." Xi Yan affirmed.

"How come I've never seen it before?" Han Ying said, still a little unconvinced.

"Have you forgotten that time when you roasted a crocodile? Can such a big crocodile be cooked with ordinary fire?" Xi Yan asked.

Han Ying immediately understood this question and said happily: "Why am I so stupid? I didn't expect this at all, but what should I do if Fang Fan's fire is weaker than the sky fire?"

"Yes?" Then the two of them fell into deep thought.

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Fan was in pain now, being burned by the heavenly fire. At this time, he could only use his spiritual power to resist. Fortunately, he had much more spiritual power than others, otherwise he would have been burned out very quickly.

While resisting with his spiritual power, he was thinking of a way. Suddenly, he felt the fire in his heart beating, as if asking himself to let him out.

When I thought of this, I immediately felt angry.

As soon as Xinhuo came out, he started to devour Tianhuo crazily. Tianhuo didn't expect that an ant would dare to devour him, so he became furious and bit Xinhuo.

Fang Fan was released in an instant. As soon as Fang Fan came out, he stabbed Shenzi with his sword. Shenzi was directing the sky fire with all his strength. When he felt something was wrong, Fang Fan's sword had already pierced his body.

One sword broke the sky, and the angry blow was much more powerful than the previous sword.

Shenzi resisted desperately, but no matter how hard he resisted, he could not resist Potian's determination. In an instant, Shenzi's body was pierced by Potian, and then Shenzi's entire body began to explode.

"No, Son of God." Several divine monks who were still alive behind them shouted crazily, but to no avail.

Then a few sword rays took care of them.

As soon as Fang Fan was dealt with, he sat cross-legged and continued to inject spiritual power into the Heart Fire. The Heart Fire, which was originally at a disadvantage, immediately expanded with the injection of spiritual power and swallowed up the Heavenly Fire at an extremely fast speed.

Sky Fire's advantage was immediately gone and it retreated steadily. After a while, it was completely swallowed up by Heart Fire. As soon as Heart Fire swallowed it, it entered Fang Fan's body.

Only then did Fang Fan stand up and look at the people behind him. Seeing that they were fine, he immediately took out the elixir and threw it into their mouths.

After a while, several people woke up and were shocked when they saw Fang Fan like this.

"Fang Fan, are you Fang Fan?" Shanwa shouted in disbelief.

After hearing this, Fang Fan smiled and slapped him in the face and said, "I'm not Fang Fan, who am I?"

Shanwa said without thinking: "African refugees."

As soon as these words came out, the monks in the city burst out laughing, but the monks in other cities felt puzzled, what about Africa...

Before they could talk about anything else, they felt dizzy, and then they arrived in Fan City, but none of the treasures they should get were missing.

Millions of people saw the dishonest face of this Immortal Chasing Battlefield, and they all expressed that they would definitely not participate next time.

Qi Ling said proudly: "I can do whatever I want, do you care? It would be best if you don't come next time."

"Really? Then there is no need for you to exist." A cold voice appeared in his ear.

"You are the onion, do you want to take care of the uncle's affairs?" Qi Ling said arrogantly. Then he felt something was wrong and looked at the person coming.

This sight immediately frightened him so much that he sat on the ground.