Chapter 1561 What Does It Feel Like to Die in the Hands of Ants?

"Thunder and violent waves!"

Facing Xiao Fan's attack, Zhan Laosan did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He roared angrily, advanced instead of retreating, and attacked Xiao Fan with all his strength.

In an instant, golden thunder and lightning burst out in vain with him as the center, like thunder snakes wandering in all directions, colliding with the murderous intention, making bursts of explosion sounds.

Although the murderous intent is terrifying, the difference in strength between the two is too big. Zhan Laoba's understanding of the secrets of thunder and lightning has reached 80%, so naturally he is not a match for Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan was hit by several lightning bolts, his body flew backwards, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"The Eight Transformations God of War is really powerful, brothers, please be careful." Xiao Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face showing a bloodthirsty light.

In a head-to-head fight, he truly realized how powerful the Eight Transformations God of War was. Even if he couldn't display his full strength, he still couldn't defeat him.

Xiao Fan was a little lucky when he thought that he could survive from Zhan Laosan. Fortunately, Zhan Laosan didn't use all his strength when he attacked him.

In addition, fortunately, my speed is good, so I can avoid danger.

"Don't worry, at least it's weaker than I thought." Ling Feng grinned, his whole body burning with Phoenix fire.

"Really?" Zhan Laosan smiled coldly. It was fine to be ignored by Xiao Fan. He didn't expect that the boy in white would dare to disdain him.

He was very fast and arrived at Ling Feng's side in the blink of an eye, punching Ling Feng in the chest.

"Boss, be careful." Nangong Xiaoxiao shouted, holding the Heavenly War Halberd and slashing out angrily, but the speed was still much slower.

With a bang, Ling Feng was pierced through the chest by Zhan Laosan's fist, and flames flew in all directions. Strangely, no blood was seen.

"This is the consequence of arrogant talk!" Zhan Laosan snorted, and with a drag, a thunder dragon suddenly tore Ling Feng's body into pieces.

When Xiao Fan, Nangong Xiaoxiao and Guan Xiaoqi saw this, their eyes turned red, and terrible murderous intent erupted from them.

However, just as the three of them were about to take action, a voice sounded in the void.

"Are you happy?" The countless red flames condensed again to form the appearance of Ling Feng, who looked at Zhan Laosan like an ant.

"What?" Zhan Laosan was dumbfounded and looked at Ling Feng in the sky in horror. He, the Eighth Transformation God of War, couldn't kill a boy who had the third transformation of the God of War?

"Hell!"

At this time, Ling Feng uttered two words indifferently. After the words fell, his body suddenly exploded and turned into countless flames that enveloped Zhan Laosan, as if he was refining it.

"Ah~" Zhan Laosan let out a scream like a slaughtering pig. Even if the fire of the phoenix is ​​real fire, its power is not weaker than the sky fire. Even if he is the Eight Transformation God of War, he can't bear it.

Only then did he realize that he had really underestimated these low-level monks in the God of War realm.

"I know the boss is very tough. It's my turn this time. If I swallow his lightning, I guess it's possible to break through to the third transformation of the God of War." Nangong Xiaoxiao laughed.

Then he quickly stepped forward, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the thunder and lightning in the sea of ​​​​fire rushed toward him crazily, and he swallowed it into his belly.

"Shadow!"

At this time, another indifferent voice sounded in the distance, but Guan Xiaoqi was seen pulling the Feiyu Divine Bow into a full moon.

As the words fell, a terrifying cold light flashed in everyone's eyes. When it appeared again, it was already on Zhan Laosan's chest at an incredible speed.

puff!

The blood bloomed, and there was a look of fear in Zhan Laosan's eyes. He ran around wildly, but he could not escape from the prison formed by the Phoenix Fire.

"Lao San, I can't control myself anymore, kill him." Ling Feng's voice sounded. He was a three-transformation God of War but trapped an eight-transformation God of War. This kind of combat power was already very rare.

He just wanted to kill Zhan Laosan, but with Ling Feng's strength, he still couldn't do it.

When Xiao Fan heard this, he was about to rush forward, but he saw Xiao Jin suddenly shrinking in size, opening his mouth and spitting out a bloody flame, which merged into the golden flame.

In the bloody flames, streaks of bloody flames could be faintly seen wandering in it.

"Is this Dragon Flame?" Ling Feng's surprised voice came out, and then he said: "Haha, Xiao Jin is good. With your Dragon Flame, I can trap him for more than ten breaths, and I won't be able to kill him by then. It can make him shed a layer of skin!”

Xiao Jin roared and wanted to rush in and tear Zhan Laosan into pieces, but was stopped by Xiao Fan.

"If we only let him shed a layer of skin, then we wouldn't have had to fight him so hard before." Xiao Fan stared at Zhan Laosan with an indifferent expression.

"Xiao Fan, you'd better not let me come out, otherwise, I will definitely make your life worse than death!" Zhan Laosan roared angrily, and it was not a pleasant feeling for him to be burned by the fire of the phoenix.

Although the phoenix fire couldn't burn him to death, the pain was not something ordinary people could bear.

"Don't worry, you can't come out!" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, his mind was stirring up Zhuo Tianhong in the small world, and he was trying to find ways to get Zhuo Tianhong out.

After all, Zhan Laosan is also the Eight Transformation God of War, and his divine power crystal and destiny cannot be wasted.

Although Xiao Fan cannot enter the secret realm of space now, Xiaotiandi is already in his body, and it is still possible to transfer living creatures at a small cost.

"Can you still kill me? Even if I stand here and let you kill me, you can't kill me!" Zhan Laosan roared angrily, with a proud look on his face.

Xiao Fan's eyes were cold, and then the corner of his mouth was slightly raised. Suddenly, he waved his hand, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Then he looked at Zhan Laosan coldly and said: "I hope you can still say this in the future." .”

"Master, where is this?" The figure that appeared looked around in surprise, then looked at Xiao Fan.

"This is a restricted area for the gods, Zhuo Tianhong. I have put in a lot of effort to prepare a delicious meal for you. Don't let me down." Xiao Fan looked at Zhan Laosan with a sneer.

"Eight Transformations God of War?" Zhuo Tianhong looked at Zhan Laosan in surprise, as if he had actually seen delicious food.

With his eyesight, he could see Zhan Laosan's cultivation level at a glance, and he immediately said excitedly: "Thank you, Master. If you swallow it, I will definitely be able to return to the fourth transformation of the God of War."

"Then why are you still standing there? Let's fight quickly." Xiao Fan shouted softly. Getting Zhuo Tianhong out of the small world was very taxing on him. His face had turned extremely pale. He felt a little regretful in his heart. If he had taken Zhuo Tianhong earlier, If Zhuo Tianhong creates Xiaotiandi, it won't be so troublesome.

"Yes, Young Master!" Zhuo Tianhong didn't dare to hesitate, he turned into his true form directly, and eight tentacles roared out, frantically depriving Zhan Laosan of his vitality and longevity.

"Zhuoming Tianwei?" Zhan Laosan exclaimed. Although he was in the God of War realm and had a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, he couldn't withstand Zhuo Tianhong's devouring him like this.

His originally old face became even older in just a few breaths, and he looked like he was about to die.

Zhan Laosan struggled wildly, but he found that he could not exert any strength at all. With the loss of blood and longevity, his strength was also rapidly weakening.

On the contrary, Ling Feng and Xiao Jin felt much more relaxed. They were able to trap Zhan Laosan even without using all their strength.

Zhan Laosan was soon reduced to skin and bones, his eyes full of unwillingness and fear, staring at Xiao Fan, and stretched out his palm to grab Xiao Fan.

His lips wriggled slightly, and he cursed with all his last strength: "You ants will not die well, the God of War will not let you go!"

"You keep calling us ants, but I don't know how it feels to die in the hands of ants?" Xiao Fan looked cold and showed no mercy.