Chapter 1506

In a blink of an eye, Panlong Patriarch quickly turned into a human form and came out of the void. He was holding a blue wooden stick in his hand. He had a dragon head and a human body with fangs exposed.

At the same time, an old legend suddenly appeared in his heart.

In the endless years, there is always a powerful party who wants to overthrow the ancient Yi demon gods, but every time there are ancient remnants who stand up to take revenge and revive the ancient ancient demon gods.

Moreover, there is also a legend that the ancestor of the ancient demon god clan has not left this world, and has been hiding in secret to support the tribe and continue the blood of the ancient demon god clan.

Wang Mobai is not talking nonsense, the opportunity for revenge that he has been waiting for for many years is in front of him, and he will not waste it.

He raised his arm and swung it out with a single palm. The billowing flames turned into giant palms, like a bulldozer, and blasted forward while sticking to the ground.

The disciples and elders of the Holy Ruins below only felt that the entire sky was covered by raging fire, and that monstrous giant palm was pushing towards them like a mountain, toward Patriarch Panlong.

Looking at this palm, Li Yutang was so startled that his hair exploded and his eyeballs almost popped out.

He still clearly remembered the whole process of his fight with Wang Mobai. He was also a semi-saint, but he was defeated before he could make half a move in the hands of the opponent. If it weren't for the saints to save him, he would have disappeared in the long river of history long ago.

However, more than 200,000 years have passed, and Wang Mobai has become a saint, but he is still standing still. He feels that he has lived in vain for more than 200,000 years!

Wang Mobai and Panlong Patriarch collided like two huge peaks with a bang. In an instant, a bright light suddenly rose, and endless storms rushed violently, eclipsing the sky and the earth.

Like a sandstorm rolling up on the flat ground, one after another high mountains were blown down, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the mountains and rivers collapsed. All signs indicate that the end of the world is coming.

Xu Haotian raised his hand to cover his face, squinted his eyes, and saw that the two figures could no longer be seen in the sky, only two strong lights could be seen interlaced and collided with each other.

This Patriarch Panlong could be evenly matched with Wang Mobai?

Xu Haotian's heart trembled, he clearly knew that there were three saints in the holy ruins, and there was another existence stronger than Patriarch Panlong, that is Patriarch Wutian!

But he didn't know that the actual battle situation was not what he saw on the surface.

At this moment, the Patriarch Panlong is being brutally abused by Wang Mobai, there is no room for retaliation at all, but their speed is too fast, with Xu Haotian's cultivation base, it is impossible to see through them.

Not only him, but all the creatures watching the battle below couldn't see it clearly, including Li Yutang, all of them looked nervous at first.

Boom, boom, boom...

Wang Mobai's fist was like a gust of wind, the corner of Panlong Patriarch's mouth was already bleeding, he was no longer calm and calm, his hands and feet were always extremely slow, and he couldn't keep up with Wang Mobai's speed at all.

"It's too slow, too slow! Old loach, you haven't improved at all for more than 200,000 years? It's too bad!"

Wang Mobai cursed again and again, and his heart was indeed extremely comfortable. The anger of more than 200,000 years was suppressed, and once released, it is not simply comfortable to describe.

Patriarch Panlong was both shocked and extremely aggrieved. Although he was extremely angry, he was not Wang Mobai's opponent at all.

Every time Wang Mobai throws a punch, he will blow the Patriarch Panlong thousands of miles away. Fortunately, the small world where the Holy Ruins is located is extremely huge, enough for him to toss about!