No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 231

"Patriarch, it's time, otherwise the glory of our chrysanthemum clan will be completely destroyed!" Countless people blew themselves up in exchange for the chance to get close to Hercules, but they didn't expect Yi Fan to be stronger than him, and he would be smashed into pieces with one punch. nothingness.

Many onmyojis were heartbroken, hysterically persuading Chrysanthemum Zhenxiang to play a hole card.

"Although it's much earlier than expected, it's the only way to go."

The true fragrance of chrysanthemums suddenly retreated, and in a blink of an eye, they came to a [-]-meter-high golden nine-tailed fox statue in front of the Shenshan Temple.

"Huaxia people, bear the wrath of the Nine-Tails True God of our clan, the sacrifice of the true spirit, the great will of the True God, come!"

The golden brilliance of the true fragrance of the chrysanthemums became more and more intense, turning into a ball of golden chrysanthemums, and then exploded into pieces. The golden chrysanthemum petals scattered all over the sky on the top of the Nine-Tailed God Statue, but they sank into it without hindrance.

"Buzz!"

A huge golden circle of light suddenly bloomed above the nine heavens, and a red beam of light was cast from it, covering the statue of the nine-tailed god.

The [-]-meter mountain-like Nine-Tails God Statue suddenly opened its huge eyes. The cold and scarlet eyes were emotionless, like a high-ranking god patrolling the world.

"Huaxia people, you dare to kill me, isn't the lesson from a hundred years ago not enough?"

The Nine-Tailed God Statue flaunted its claws, exuding a palpitating divine power, completely revived.

"Xiaofan, I heard from my master that this monster had nine tails pulled off by the ancestor of Nishang, the Zixia ancestor of Wushen Peak, and he was the first one to escape."

"Who, Zixia? It's nonsense. Back then, this god killed three thousand disciples of Shangqing Temple by himself. How could he escape? Mortal, you dare to insult the majesty of God, I will kill you!"

The Nine-Tailed God Statue opened its mouth and spat out, and a ball of scorching fire that was ten meters in size came over.

"Xiao Fan, don't use swordsmanship, use your martial arts to kill him!"

Jian Wuya narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"it is good!"

"Xiaofan knows martial arts?" Qingniu knew that Yifan had many cards, but this was the first time he heard about Yifan's martial arts skills.

Although the others have long been used to Yi Fan's various perversions, it is really not a wise move for a Dharma cultivator with extraordinary potential to also practice martial arts.

"Spear of Hades, Wings of Demon, come out!"

With a thought in Yi Fan's mind, a spear more than three meters long, thick and thin like a goose egg, made of bronze, covered with intricate patterns and exuding the breath of hell and death appeared in Yi Fan's hand.

And on his back, there is an extra pair of demon wings with a wingspan of more than ten meters. The terrifying murderous aura surrounds it, and it seems that he has come to the Nine Serenity Hell in a flash, and he is about to accept the devil's punishment. People can't help but feel fear at a glance, and all kinds of hopeless illusions appear in their minds.

With a single flap, the fireball containing terrifying high temperature was lifted into the sky, and the wings trembled slightly behind him.

"brush!"

Yi Fan immediately disappeared from the spot, appeared on top of the Nine-Tailed God Statue, raised his fist, and slammed down hard.

The method of "Shen Xiang Prison Power" has not developed a single cell particle, but it has the physique and strength of an ancient giant elephant.

The ancient giant elephant is an ancient mythical beast, the guardian of Shura's hell in legend, and an existence capable of suppressing this cruel and murderous race for tens of thousands of years.

Now Yi Fan has developed more than 3000 cell particles, which is the strength of more than 3000 ancient giant elephants. This overwhelming strength has never been revealed, but it has become the foundation stone for his powerful magical powers.

Without a tyrannical body and a super-strong bloodline, he would not be able to bear so many magical blessings.

"Boom~!"

Before the Nine-Tails God Statue had time to show its power, it was blasted into countless fragments by a force of heaven and earth. A ball of golden Nine-Tails Will escaped from the impact, opened its mouth and sprayed, and a series of fireballs were thrown out. Yi Fan He stomped sideways, but the sacred mountain behind him suffered disaster and turned into a flaming mountain, with billowing lava flowing slowly like a waterfall.

Cang Mingxue and the others secretly smacked their tongues. If the Nine-Tailed Fox fireball hits it casually, they might be in a hurry. Only Yi Fan dared to touch it with his hands.

"It's a powerful fire spell, but it's over here, otherwise I won't be able to get a dime from the benefits in your holy mountain." Yi Fan is also used to being poor, especially when he just copied the old nest of the Gangmen's direct line not long ago, The jaw-dropping resources have left him with endless aftertaste.

"The Spear of Hades, hit!"

Yi Fan threw all his strength, the spear of Hades dragged the flames of death, and sang the song of hell, instantly piercing through the will of the Nine-tailed Great God. The endless flames of hell wrapped him tightly, and he began to refine crazily .

"Ah, what kind of fire is this, it can actually burn the will of a god, you, who are you?"

The Will of Nine Tails was scared, for the second time in tens of thousands of years.

It was the first time to follow countless evil gods to invade China's world of cultivating immortals. I originally thought that I could plunder it well so that I could develop and grow stronger.

But I never expected that a Fairy Zixia, who is as fluttering as a fairy and like a fairy of nine days, is like the reincarnation of a martial god when she makes a move. The terrifying brute force, amazing defense, and terrifying speed make all her spells come to nothing. And as long as he gets hit by his pink fist, a tail will collapse immediately.

The symbol of the strength of the Nine-Tails clan is the tail behind them. Every time one is cultivated, the cultivation level will skyrocket. When all nine tails are released, they will be invincible in the world.

But the originally invincible posture was wiped out one by one by the Zixia fairy, saying that she would take it home and make it into a broom to clean the mountain gate.

I woke up from a deep sleep just now, and when I looked closely, it was Huaxia's juniors who came to the door. Even if the group of monks and hidden people were added, they were nothing more than deities, and none of them could pose a threat to him.

Even if it is the incarnation of one's own will, it is enough to easily kill these Huaxia monks.

But he never expected that a kid in the foundation building period, with such terrifying martial arts, and an extremely evil and strange aura, if he hadn't stood with the people of Huaxia, he might have thought that he was really a ghost from the Nine Nether Hell.

"Huaxia people, I remember your aura. When this world is stabilized, my avatar will come, and I will definitely let you Huaxia people die!"

"Why is it all this nonsense, have you memorized the lines in advance?"

Yi Fan snorted coldly, and threw another Nether Spear in the past. Nine-Tails' will could no longer hold on, and was instantly melted into nothingness by the fire of hell, leaving no scum left.

Not far away, a group of ninjas, onmyojis, and samurai watched each other. They played a mirror-like technique, and there were countless people watching the battle.

Among them, the Shangren of the Jiaga clan suddenly knelt down to Shui Jing, and said in horror: "Master Xianren, carry out that plan, otherwise our Jiahe Village will be completely destroyed."

A high-ranking warrior also knelt down on his knees, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Master Wushen, we must join forces, otherwise the Huaxia people will defeat us one by one, and he also erased the memory of the Gangmen clan and destroyed their cultivation base." , planting a terrible prohibition, it seems to act on the soul and blood, and it may be impossible to practice forever!"

The samurai dragged a terrified member of the Gangmen clan from the side.

A group of old men exuding a huge aura in the water mirror were all silent. When the atmosphere was depressed, a life-and-death decision related to the continuation of the Japanese practice world was in the hands of them, the most powerful people in the practice world. in the hands of the old man.

(End of this chapter)