My talent is too competitive, the start level is full

Let me ask...in this world, who has the qualifications and ability to dare to take action against the young patriarch?

Unless, it is really courting death!

The outside forces, seeing this scene, are also paralyzed.

Totally numb.

He couldn't help looking at the elder of the Fang family, maddened by jealousy.

What is the luck of the Fang family to give birth to such a monster?

The point is... this is not the god son of the Fang family!

In the generation of the Fang family, above this son, there is another Fang Shaoqin!

Everyone remembered Fang Shaoqin, and their hearts suddenly became colder.

Fang Shaoqin, the god son of the Fang family... is even crazier than this kid!

Forcibly overcome the immortal thunder calamity, burn the heavens and the gods, and forge the foundation of the fire... There is also the blessing of heaven and earth, and the thunder calamity liquid, the god of thunder.

This son is already so terrifying, what about Fang Shaoqin?

The Fang family didn't intend to send Fang Shaoqin at all, they thought they were afraid of something bad happened to Fang Shaoqin, but now it seems... the elder of the Fang family is not bragging at all, it's true that he doesn't need Fang Shaoqin to come!

Now Fang Shaoqin's strength...to what extent is it terrifying?

Inverting the Dao of Transformation...?

hiss--

All the strong men took a deep breath.

One by one, the strong men who had forged the invincible Dao heart a long time ago actually felt a little bit of fear that could not be dispelled.

Now I can't wait to yell and yell to relieve my mood.

Is there something so outrageous? !

Was the Fang family a special mother in their previous life?

With such great luck, two evildoers were born at the same time!

The lord of heaven and other power lords felt cold in their hearts at this moment.

Even the prohibition of the high priest of the Sky Feather Clan and the blood of the demon god can't kill this kid from the Fang family?

Shouldn't the invincible demon god derived from the demon blood be rebellious and tyrannical, killing all directions?

Shouldn't this kid be smashed into a pulp with one hand?

Actually...kneeling? !

The majestic invincible demon god, the existence that even slaughtered saints at will, actually knelt down in front of a kid at the foundation establishment level! !

What about the dignity of your mother-in-law?

no more?

Holy Master Taiyi's face was extremely ugly, the mocking smile just now was still hanging on his face, and it didn't fade away, and he was slapped in the face again in a blink of an eye.

Now, he felt that his face was extremely stiff.

painful!

In the secret realm, in the already dilapidated hall.

A group of Heavenly Feather Clan's Tianjiao watched helplessly as their ultimate killer, the Invincible Demon God, just knelt down in front of Fang Chen without any bones.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

All of a sudden, the whole body and mind are full of horror, extremely horrified.

It was only at this moment that they suddenly realized that this foundation-building realm human race's genius who they thought could be easily crushed to death was not because of his talent and background that he was guarded by all the race's geniuses.

Damn...he is really awesome!

"puff--"

Tianjiao, a young man of the Tianyu clan, couldn't accept what he saw, and was immediately frustrated, his injuries added to his injuries, and he vomited blood again.

Qi and blood rioted all over his body, and the evil and terrifying aura was extremely chaotic, as if he would go crazy and fall into madness at any time.

At this time, the three-legged Golden Crow derived from Jin Yan flew back into Fang Chen's body.

The blood surging in the body became purer again.

The ancient and immortal breath became more and more solid.

Even gave birth to a little understanding of the fire of the Golden Crow.

Fang Chen felt that there was only one opportunity left before he could derive and master the Golden Crow True Fire from his own fire foundation.

At that time, his strength will once again have a small increase.

Temporarily suppressing his thoughts, Fang Chen looked at the phantom of the prostrating demon god.

Smile lightly.

He waved to the spirit of the secret realm who had escaped.

"Swallow it."

At this time, the spirit of the secret realm was stunned.

The little master's bloodline is so terrifying!

He has a personal experience of the horror of the demon god.

Just a drop of demonic blood suppressed him so that he couldn't move, he could only sit and wait for death.

But as soon as the little master made a move... oh no, the little master didn't make a move at all, but released the breath of blood.

The phantom of the demon god derived from the demon blood is already kneeling on the ground!

This scene is really magical to the extreme!

Far beyond his cognition.

Even if the old master who ascended to the Holy Monarch came personally, it would be difficult to reach the level of the young master, making the Demon God Phantom just kneel and prostrate, right?

After all, this demon god is extremely powerful, and he has also hurt existences at the level of a holy king.

If he saw his old master who was also a holy king, he would definitely be fearless in his heart.

"It seems that the young master's bloodline must have surpassed the old master's!"

The spirit of the secret realm affirmed in his heart.

"The little master is the countless generations of descendants of the old master, and the blood is still above the old master..."

The spirit of the secret realm was shaken, and he felt that he still far underestimated Fang Chen's terrifying talent.

Immediately, the spirit of the secret realm flew to the side of the demon god Xuying, wanting to devour it directly, but there was still some fear in his heart.

He has no intelligence at all right now, if during the devouring process, the phantom of the demon god resists a little, he may collapse and dissipate immediately.

After hesitating, he couldn't help but look at Fang Chen again.

Fang Chen saw through the mind of the spirit of the secret realm.

Smiling faintly, overlooking the phantom of the Demon God, he calmly said: "Scatter your wisdom and let it be devoured by the spirit of the secret realm."

The tone was flat, but there was an undeniable dominance.

The ghost of the demon god trembled, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It's okay...just being swallowed.

He inherited the memory of the Invincible Demon God, and he knew too well how domineering the three-legged Golden Crow was as the ancient overlord.

He actually dared to make a move on this lord.

It's like breaking ground on Tai Sui's head.

Death is really the lightest punishment.

As far as he knows, there are some things that are much, much scarier than death!

There was a look of gratitude in the eyes of the demon god Xuying, and he prostrated respectfully with his hands folded.

"Thank you my lord, bestow death."

Immediately, the chaotic evil spirit raged around him, destroying his spiritual wisdom without hesitation.

It turned into a drop of mysterious magic blood again, and flew towards the spirit of the secret realm.

The spirit of the secret realm was overjoyed, and developed a huge gluttonous mouth, swallowing the devil's blood in one gulp.

hum-

The demonic energy soared to the sky, the hall trembled, and the terrifying power of the gods spread across thousands of miles.

After a while, the devilish energy suddenly dissipated, turning into dense fairy air, filling the entire hall.

Perhaps it was intentional by the spirit of the secret realm, this massive amount of fairy spirit poured down like a sky, pouring into the bodies of the Fang family and the disciples of Lieyang Holy Land.

Help them understand the inheritance of the secret realm,

The hazy mass of the spirit of the secret realm, growing visible to the naked eye, condensed into a figure.

It looks like a three-year-old doll.

The whole body is rippling with mysterious fluctuations, between the virtual and the real, like a fairy, detached from the outside world.

The spirit of the secret realm sensed itself, and was instantly ecstatic.

He has now returned to his previous state, and his essence has improved to a certain extent.

He can go one step further when the secret realm is completely restored.

The rank of the entire secret realm will also increase accordingly!

The spirit of the secret realm restrained his mind, looked at Fang Chen, and was very excited.

He naturally understood that all of this came from the little master!

If it weren't for the little master, he might have disappeared by now.

The spirit of the secret realm became more and more convinced that if he hugged the little master's thick jade-encrusted thigh, he would definitely have an infinite future!

At least... more brilliant than following the old master back then!

After all, the old master can't let the invincible demon god kneel down and voluntarily die as soon as he let go of his domineering spirit.

"Xiaoxuan thank you, little master!"

The spirit of the secret realm bowed respectfully.

Fang Chen chuckled, "Recovered?"

"Well, thanks to the little master, Xiaoxuan has now recovered, regained control of the secret realm, and can also manipulate the restriction of the Heavenly Feather Clan!"

The spirit of the secret realm affirmed.

Hearing this, Fang Chen nodded slightly, looking at the group of alien races, his eyes flickered with coldness.

He said calmly: "In this case, then mobilize the ban, and let's kill all these smuggled aliens."

The tone is flat, but has a chilling coldness.

Chapter 87: Repression, Massacre

"Yes!"

The spirit of the secret realm responded.

With a wave of the little hand, thousands of restrictions that collapsed and dissipated were re-evolved.

The profound and mysterious formation patterns are arranged like cold soldiers, intertwined with each other, densely covering every corner of the hall.

The ancient and fierce aura, like a tidal wave, is turbulent and turbulent, spreading everywhere in the world.

The evil spirit was suddenly born, and it rushed straight into the sky, killing endlessly, making people palpitating.

The indescribable force of suppression is like a mountain of gods falling through the sky, majestic and mighty.

The Tianjiao of the Tianyu tribe suddenly sank, and their faces flushed.