Chapter 1150 Domineering Bei Lao

Chapter 1150 Domineering Bei Lao

At this moment, Xiao Fan and the others had no fear, only endless anger, endless anger towards the Temple of War!

The masters of the God of War Temple wanted to destroy hundreds of millions of living beings just to vent their anger. How could they not be angry?

"kill!"

Fatty took the lead to kill, his body was billowing with lightning, burning with color-changing arrogance, his aura continued to rise, even compared to the later stage of the Holy War, it was not much worse.

He knew that he was not the opponent of the palm gang, but he still hit him with one blow. The death of his father Nangong Yu made him unable to accept it for a while.

"Second, back quickly!" Xiao Fan exclaimed, he didn't know how strong the peak of the Battle Saint Realm was, but it was definitely not something that Fatty could beat.

He was stopping the fat man, but he himself did not back down, and rushed up quickly.

Seeing that the fat man was about to collide with that palm, the veins on Xiao Fan's forehead bulged, and he almost went crazy.

However……

At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the void, and in front of each of Xiao Fan and the others, a ripple suddenly appeared, filled with strange lines.

Xiao Fan reacted the fastest and quickly backed away from the ripples, but Bei Chenfeng, Fatty, Ling Feng, Xiao Qi, Chu Qingkuang and Sword Emperor Fire Emperor all rushed in without having time to react.

In just a split second, Bei Chenfeng and the others rushed into the vortex of ripples and disappeared very quickly.

The other one who didn't rush in was Xiao Jin, who immediately sensed the danger and retreated quickly.

In an instant, only Xiao Fan, Xiao Jin who was not far away, and the palm that rushed towards him were left in the void.

"Phew!" Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, he naturally knew what the ripples were, they were soul pattern teleportation formations, he knew without thinking, the person who made the move was naturally Old Bei.

He didn't expect that at the critical moment, Bei Lao would actually send so many people out of this place.

Xiao Fan couldn't imagine what level Bei Lao's attainments in soul patterns had reached. You know, he was still entangled with the Lord of War God, but he could instantly arrange so many teleportation arrays across the air.

"Fan'er!" Bei Lao exclaimed in shock. He originally planned to send Xiao Fan away as well, but he didn't expect Xiao Fan not to rush into the vortex.

He is very clear about Qi Xiao's strength, that palm is not something Xiao Fan can bear.

Whoosh! Xiao Fan's Asura God's wings trembled, and instantly activated five drops of Asura's divine power, operating the Asura God Body and the Immortal Golden Body, mobilizing the power of the Ghost Battle Soul and the Endless Battle Soul.

Although the drunken man said, try not to use external force, but in the face of the gap between the three small realms, Xiao Fan did not dare to underestimate it. If he did not go all out, he would not be able to escape this blow.

Besides, Qi Xiao's strength is much stronger than Sikong Yu's, how dare Xiao Fan have any reservations.

His speed is very fast, but the palm speed is not slow, and the distance between the two is still shortening.

At the same time, Xiao Jin also stepped on the fire cloud, spewing out blood-colored flames from his mouth, and terrifying dragon power exuded from his body.

Xiao Fan and Xiao Jin retreated and attacked at the same time, the power of the palm finally weakened a lot.

Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, mobilized all the strength in his body, and blasted out with a punch. Almost at the same time, Xiao Jin's claws also came out, with overwhelming power.

"Boom!" The palm, fist and claw exploded in the void, and a terrible storm swept in all directions. The bodies of Xiao Fan and Xiao Jin flew upside down, the internal organs were shaken, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Xiao Fan's mouth. .

powerful! Abnormally strong!

This is Xiao Fan's perception of Qi Xiao's strength. Qi Xiao's strength is many times stronger than Sikong Yu's, otherwise, it is impossible for him not to be able to catch Qi Xiao's palm.

"Worthy of being the Lord of the Shura Palace, you can actually take the palm of this seat." Qi Xiao appeared hundreds of meters away from Xiao Fan, looking at Xiao Fan and Xiao Jin playfully.

Bei Chenfeng and Ling Feng were sent away by Bei Lao, he was not angry, as long as Xiao Fan was captured alive, everything else didn't matter.

"Roar!" Xiao Jin roared angrily, almost couldn't hold back and rushed forward.

"Xiao Jin!" Xiao Fan touched Xiao Jin's head with an indifferent expression.

From the corner of his eyes, he looked into the distance. Old Bei was holding a map of thousands of machines in his left hand, exuding dense lines and scrolling in all directions, almost covering Lihuo Emperor Capital.

The thunder and lightning kept bombarding the sky, but they just couldn't break through the barrier of the lines.

At the same time, he held the Ten Thousand Spirits Chart in his right hand, from which countless living beings gushed out to protect Lihuo Imperial Capital.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators in Lihuo Imperial Capital all forgot to run away, and looked at the sky in horror, trembling in their hearts.

"That's Mr. Dean, Mr. Dean saved us!" Someone recognized Bei Lao's identity, and his heart was extremely excited.

When the other people heard the words, their eyes were full of disbelief, that is the master of the Temple of War God, even if he is not real, how powerful is he, the dean of the School of War Soul can rival him?

Although many people didn't believe it, they had to believe it. If it wasn't for the dean of the Battle Soul Academy, how could he protect Lihuo Imperial Capital.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, after all, Lihuo Emperor Capital was not destroyed, you know, there are still Qin Mo, Qin Mengdie, Li Yu and others inside, Xiao Fan doesn't want them to be killed.

"Ancestral-level soul pattern? You are the one who destroyed the lightning body of the hall master last time!" The voice of the hall master of the God of War Hall rang out, and a figure of hundreds of feet condensed into the golden lightning vortex.

It was a burly and sturdy man, wearing a golden battle armor, with lightning intertwined all over his body, and long golden hair dancing wildly, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

"If you don't get out, I'll destroy your thunder body again!" Bei Lao stared at the sky with his cold eyes, his terrifying aura blossomed, and he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

"Huh!" The Master of the God of War snorted coldly, his murderous aura bloomed, and a giant foot fell from the nine heavens, intending to trample Bei Lao to death with one foot.

"Stubborn and restless! If this lightning body is destroyed, your body will be severely damaged, so I will teach you a lesson. The Temple of War God is not the master of this world!" Bei Lao was not afraid at all.

With a wave of his hand, a stream of light shot out from his hand, and the stream of light rapidly enlarged in the void, and the crowd finally saw clearly what it was.

That is a huge humanoid stone sculpture, using the stone sculpture to collide with the Lord of the God of War?

The crowd was extremely nervous. Although they believed in Bei Lao's strength, they couldn't believe it!

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Bei Lao flicked his finger, and the huge stone sculpture opened his eyes in vain, endless light bloomed from his body, and a terrible pressure erupted from him.

"Come back to life?" The crowd screamed, their hearts trembled violently. Few people from Dali Emperor Dynasty had ever seen a soul sculpture, so it's no wonder they were so shocked.

In just one breath, the stone sculpture turned into a golden giant tens of feet tall, holding a golden giant sword, and slashed towards the sky with one sword.

Although last time it was easy to destroy a thunder body of the Lord of the God of War Hall, but this time the thunder body is different, the strength is much stronger, and Bei Lao dare not underestimate the enemy.

"boom!"

The golden giant sword erupted with brilliant light, and the crowd saw only an unrivaled sword glow tearing apart the sky, heading straight for the Lord of the War God Hall.