Sughar had just resisted Zhu Tianchao's self-destruction and relaxed a little, and heard Wang Fan's insidious sound, and was shocked and terrified.

Without turning back, he felt a powerful aura approaching him. Needless to say, he knew that Wang Fan was coming. At this critical moment, he did not dare to hide his own heart. He pointed one hand in his eyebrows and pulled outward, and a white light about an inch long appeared in his palm. He shouted, and like he was chanting, he didn't know what spell he had recited, the white light in his hand suddenly increased and deformed. In an instant, it turned into a sharp diamond-shaped Lisso in the middle.

"Tiansot, the Blade of Light, kill all the dark night. Du!"

Under his command, the blade of light turned into a light and shot behind him. The speed was almost impossible to see in the naked eye. It seemed to penetrate the space directly, and a circle of sound explosion ripples rippled in the air and came directly to Wang Fan's eyes.

Wang Fan's eyes were unprecedentedly bright. He used his projection clone to dissolve the blood thunder in the sky. At this time, he escaped and attacked Suhager, which was a long-planned attack. Wang Fan's eyebrows were slightly raised, as if he was dissatisfied with the sharpness and flying of the Tissot, and seemed to be mocking. He gently stretched out his hand, and a little white light lit up at the tip of his right index finger. Although this white light was subtle and small, its brightness exceeded the dazzling whiteness of his body just now. This light was like a light lit up from the dark abyss, like the first ray of light that opened the world in the century. It was so pure and bright.

It seems slow and actually fast, or it seems slow and actually fast. No matter what, Wang Fan's index finger tip pointed at the tip of the Tissot before the attack of the Light Blade of Tissot.

"Ding!" The crisp and pleasant sound was like a pearl falling from a jade plate, like a raindrop hitting a silver chime. The sound was so clean and pleasant.

A light crack sound was heard, a cleaner and more pleasant sound than before. The Tissot, about a foot long, was like a piece of glass, hitting a heavy bell with one hundred and eighty pounds of force, breaking inch by inch and shattering pieces. The sound was also like a signal, the shattered Tissot, the white light dissipated, showing its prototype.

Wang Fan was a little clear, reflecting the fragments of shattered black copper debris.

He chuckled, with an unconcealed contempt in his voice: "A generation of saints of light can actually use black artifacts. It's ridiculous."

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spewed out, and the red blood bead curtain scattered in the air, with unstoppable anger inside. This was the blood that Suhager had been angry with Wang Fan's mocking words after losing his natal artifact and was exasperated by Wang Fan's mocking words. The Tissot was his weapon that he had been warming for hundreds of years, but today it was easily destroyed in Wang Fan's hands. He was not only angry, but also even more frightened.

"Wow!" Suhager's figure changed and teleported hundreds of meters away in an instant.

He shook his clothes and said coldly: "Children Huangkou, how can you know the holy intention of my light? As long as your heart has light, everything will be bright. If you ruin my Tissot, you may have consumed 90% of your strength. What else can you do with this clone to kill me?"

Wang Fan looked into the distance, his body flashed a few times, and dozens of projection clones flew out of his body to drive away the blood thunder in the sky.

Suhager said it right. He used his index finger to break his Tissot just now, which indeed consumed 90% of the spiritual energy of this clone. The power sent by the deity was about to be exhausted. Wang Fan did not have any anxious color and did not pursue the victory. He was waiting for the deity to transmit more power.

At this time, Wang Fan suddenly raised his eyebrows and teleported away. Just as he left the place, the place broke without warning.

A bright blue curved blade cut the space from the void, penetrated the space barrier, and attacked Wang Fan. The crackling sound, and the space shattered, revealing the body of the weapon. It was a straight and curved blade below, like a sickle in the God of Death. The God of Death's sickle was so weird that it was fast and silent. If Wang Fan hadn't left early, he might have been skewed into barbecue.

Zhu Xinghai was holding the handle of the God of Death's sickle.

"Colin Daoer, kill my son, take your life!" Zhu Xinghai's eyes were red, his eyes were filled with bloody murderous aura.

"You give me green leaves, I give you red flowers, you give me swords, I give you life and death. Zhu Xinghai, your son wants to kill me again and again, just to get the precious medicine for the legendary promotion from Suhagel. Since he wants to kill me, why should I pity his life? You want to avenge your son, and I will be the next one, poor thing is that you still don't understand why these three high men pursue me relentlessly and even keep looking for thousands of planes. I am really worth it for you." Wang Fan said with confidence.

Zhu Xinghai forced himself to calm down and asked, "What are you going to say?" He asked this, really remembering what the Domineering Saint said just now.

"Haha, don't you understand? I have a treasure on my body, which is the treasure that His Majesty of the three gods and kings covet, and the three saints naturally hope to get this treasure of me even more. What's poor is you, being kept in the dark and letting them be used as guns. It's pitiful!" Wang Fan said with pity, with a particularly dazzling sarcastic expression on his face.

At this time, the Saint Hailier and Batian, who had been avoided by Zhu Tianchao, both returned again.

"Saint Hailier, Brother Batian, what's going on?" Zhu Xinghai asked in anger.

Saint Hailier waved his hand and said anxiously: "Don't fight anymore. Since Brother Xinghai knows it, we won't hide it from you. This little guy does have a treasure on him, but we are just doing it on orders. I am following the will of His Majesty the Goddess of Nature. Dominating the sky is the will of the God of War, so there is no need to say about Suhagel. Even if we get that treasure, we cannot own it ourselves. Brother Xinghai, you can participate in the battle for the treasure, but you have to think clearly. His Majesty the God King's anger is not something we can easily bear."

At this time, Suhagel suddenly teleported over and shouted: "What are you talking about? That little devil is deliberately delaying time. He just smashed my Tissot, and the power of the clone has gone 90% away. Now is his weakest time. Look, he is accumulating strength, hurry up, let's seize his clone while he is weak."

As soon as Suhagel said, the few people quickly looked at Wang Fan carefully and found that there was an unknown transmission of power from the void.

A few people were shocked and immediately roared and attacked.

"The realm of light! Difficult!"

"Life Realm! Bond!"

"Sword of God of War! Forbidden!"

"Starry Sky Prison! Kill!"

Although the four people cooperated for the first time, they showed the power of the legendary saint. Suhager, Batian, and Hailier trapped Wang Fan. The three levels of imprisonment were very solid and difficult to escape, while Zhu Xinghai killed them. The power of the three people, one is bright and holy, one is surging in fighting spirit, and the other is profound and far-reaching, are all linked by Hailier's life domain. The four major fields complement each other.

Wang Fan did not struggle, but allowed the four of them to tie him tightly.

"Hahahahahaha!!!!" Wang Fan laughed loudly, letting the four of them tie themselves to their domain, but his body suddenly trembled violently, as if he had been overwhelmed with electricity. His breath was high and his momentum continued to rise. In almost a few breaths, he surpassed the time when he had just broken through.

The blood thunder in the sky was even more fierce at this time. Wang Fan escaped from the bombardment of the blood thunder several times, which made the gods in the dark very angry.

The light red blood clouds rolled and turned into a deep red. Blood thunders shuttled through the clouds, and finally formed in the sky above Wang Fan's head, turning into a huge blood thunder dozens of meters thick. There was a loud sound in the sky, as if thousands of troops were fighting, with murderous auras filling the void.

With a rumbling sound, the blood thunder fell straight down. The target was Wang Fan, who was bound by the four legends.

Wang Fan looked up and his long black hair fluttered in the wind. His eyes were deep and divine light. Seeing the blood thunder heading straight for him, Wang Fan smiled instead: "Goodbye everyone!"

After saying that, his body suddenly shone white light. A huge force gushed, like a wave, making a rumbling tide sound.

"No, he wants to self-destruct! Go quickly!" Saint Hailier was the most sensitive to life and was the first to discover Wang Fan's intention. He immediately retreated in panic. But the others were not so lucky.

With a "boom", Wang Fan, the clone who had been circulating across the main plane for a long time, finally completely exploded.

It was like a nuclear bomb explosion, a tall mushroom cloud soared into the sky, breaking the sky, dispersing the falling blood thunder, tearing the void void apart. It knocked away several saints like slapping flies. Its power was enough to match the self-destruction of any legendary saint.

When everything calmed down and four legendary powerful men in ragged clothes returned to their original position, they could only see the Duke's Mansion that turned into an open space.

At this moment, Wang Fan's voice echoed in the sky: "All the saints, and the gods who are high above the heavens, today I want to declare: You are a foolish person who is not worthy of the faith of the living beings in the world. One day, I will eventually replace you!"

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