"What?"
Dawei Shenglong's eyes widened and he asked in surprise: "Could it be that...you still have any hidden cards? No, when you broke into the last level of the Holy Dragon Ladder, you used any means you could. Already?"
"hey-hey……"
Zhao Fan patted the dragon's head and said, "According to the custom in my hometown, today is February 2nd. It's auspicious to play with the dragon's head."
"Don't change the subject!"
Dawei Shenglong kept pestering him to ask what trump card he had hidden.
Sudden.
Zhao Fan's eyes changed as he looked at the light curtain.
Daojun Zhibai was severely injured!
Nuanyang Daojun no longer has the power to fight back.
But the Doujun kings were defeated step by step.
The Night King and the Demon King are beginning to show signs of losing ground...
"It's my turn to show up."
Zhao Fan's thought triggered the confusion.
After coming back from behind that door last time, Lord Gualuo returned it to him again.
Unexpectedly, it would work again today.
Then his aura intensity and life level changed.
Pretending to be a Taoist Lord of Chaos who has just entered the threshold of defying heaven.
The white robe has also become a gray robe.
His appearance was too blurry to be seen clearly.
"Dawei, let's go!"
Zhao Fan escaped into the station.
"You idiot, you want to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger again." Dawei Shenglong complained and followed closely.
One person and one dragon.
In almost an instant, he reached the edge of the station.
Take one step out.
"Huh? Who is that heaven-defying threshold?"
"Do you want to die? Go out at this time..."
"The five great kings are almost overwhelmed!"
Many heaven-defying Dao Lords and powerful people were stunned.
King Anhuang smiled knowingly...
That man is here!
at this time.
The millions of strong men from the God Clan who were watching the battle also burst into laughter.
"That trash, who is at best a new lower-level god, dares to leave the station?"
"I have to say that the ascetics of the Endless Territory are indeed very courageous."
"I bet he won't survive ten breaths, and he will be swept to death by the power fluctuation."
"Ten breaths? You think too highly of him! You can't have more than three breaths!"
The God Lords in the Core God Realm did not care about the appearance of the heaven-defying threshold at all, thinking that they were so frightened that the Dao became insane and flew out.
"Brother Feiye, Brother Mo, Brother Nuanyang, Brother Zhibai, and Brother Dou."
Zhao Fan said through the group message: "It's me."
The hearts of the five great kings moved. Looking at the disguised figure in gray robe, they immediately felt that there was no psychological pressure.
"You guys should go back to your base, it's my turn to take action."
Zhao Fan's voice transmission sounded again, "Dawei, you also go back to watch the show."
Everyone did not hesitate, they had all enjoyed fighting, and if they continued to fight, they would probably die.
"Oh my god! Ten? I can't beat this dragon, so retreat!"
Dawei Shenglong pretended to return to his station.
The top ten super gods have not yet reacted.
Seeing that the five great kings and Taoists in his eyes seemed to have been prepared, they turned into a beam of light that was too fast to chase and escaped into the station.
Outside the station, there was only a gray-robed figure left on the ascetic side, which everyone looked at like an ant that could be easily crushed to death.
"Haha, the kings of the Endless Territory are very quick to escape, aren't they?"
Lord Jiejero's laughter filled the air, trying to demoralize the monks.
"A bunch of trash."
After Gutegu cursed, he turned his attention to Zhao Fan, "Here's a small toy. How about the ten of us kicking him around until he dies?"
"OK!"
"Within ten thousand kicks, if anyone is kicked to death with too much force, he will lose a main artifact."
"become!"
"It depends on whose feet he dies."
The ten super gods gathered towards Zhao Fan with wild laughter...
