Chapter 865 Fan Li, Fallen

"Ho Ho..."

Following Xiaojiao's roar, the vast Longwei suppressed the world.

The warriors outside the main hall looked at the void and couldn't help but prostrate on the ground, their bodies trembling even more.

"What a terrifying dragon, isn't the monster next to Mo Wentian in the late stage of Cai Tianjun?"

"Power can't be this scary!"

"Yes, the coercion emanating from this is simply stronger than the coercion of my Tianjun Consummation!"

"Now I believe it, I believe all the rumors about Mo Wentian!"

"terrible!"

...

One after another, they stared at the gleaming golden Baizhang figure with astonishment on their faces.

Dao's figure, at this moment, even if it is a strong man in the late stage of the great heaven, there can only be awe in his eyes.

Shenlong! That only exists in legends.

But now this hundred-foot dragon appeared in front of them, and his power was extremely terrifying.

The next moment, the hundreds of feet in size and shining golden light flashed and disappeared in place.

When it appeared again, it had already appeared in front of Fan Li.

"Not good, go back!"

In the void, Fan Zeng's expression changed instantly, and he immediately shouted.

"In front of your little Jiao grandfather, do you still want to escape?"

"late!"

The cold and proud voice resounded in the void.

I saw Xiaojiao's figure flashing, and a billowing dragon's power spread instantly, as if it wanted to sweep away all life in the world, the billowing dragon's power enveloped Fan Li.

"die!"

In the void, everyone only saw a dazzling golden light passing by.

Immediately, I saw Xiaojiao's shining golden tail, like a sharp sword, directly piercing Fan Li's strong tendons, and piercing through his chest.

"this……"

"How can this be?"

Fan Li's eyes were full of disbelief.

But the vitality in his body is passing away like crazy.

"Naughty beast, stop!"

In the void, the killing intent in Fan Zeng's eyes skyrocketed.

In the next moment, Fan Li's body, which was hundreds of feet in size, slammed into the ground, creating a huge hole of several tens of feet.

"Peak Tianjun is also trying to kill your grandfather and me, it's ridiculous!"

Xiaojiao stood proudly in the void, his eyes were cold and arrogant.

Fan Li, the peak of Tianjun, has fallen!

Outside the main hall, countless warriors stared dumbfounded for a while.

"This monster is so strong, Tianjun's late stage cultivation base directly killed Fan Li, who was at the peak of Tianjun!"

"It's really scary!"

"It's too monstrous, I see that there will be no peace in the ancient ruins!"

...

A figure after another recovered from the battle just now and couldn't help sighing.

Xiaojiao's frightening move of the dragon wagging its tail was deeply imprinted in the minds of countless people.

"Little Jiao, not bad!"

Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Naughty animal, how dare you kill my Junior Brother Fan Li?"

In the void, Fan Zeng's voice sounded, looking at Xiao Jiao standing proudly in the void, Fan Zeng's eyes were full of incomparably cold light.

The talent of beheading a strong man who is cultivating physique at the peak of Tianjun in the late stage of Tianjun is simply terrifying.

There was a hunch telling Fan Zeng that Xiao Jiao must not be allowed to grow, not only Xiao Jiao, but also Mo Wentian, they must not be allowed to grow, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"The number one genius of the Demon Race, do you want me to fight?"

Looking at Fan Zeng in front of him, Xiao Jiao's eyes were boundless and cold.

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Jiao's fighting spirit rose again.

Facing Fan Zeng who had already reached the realm of Heavenly King, Xiaojiao's eyes were full of arrogance, and he had no intention of retreating in his heart.

"Little reptile, one finger is enough to kill you and me!"

In Fan Zeng's eyes, the killing intent was not concealed at all.

"You killed my demon disciple, and I killed you, that's not bullying you, I just avenged my demon disciple!"

"die!"

The cold voice sounded, and the murderous intent in Fan Zeng's eyes shot up instantly.

"not good!"

"Boss, this Fan Zeng actually wants to attack Xiaojiao!"

Huantian looked at this scene and said coldly.

"If you want to attack Xiaojiao, you are looking for death!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold light rose.

"This is Fan Zeng, the first genius of the Demon Race? Isn't he too shameless?"

"The Realm of the Heavenly King is actually going to fight a late-stage Tianjun monster. He is simply abusing this monster, okay? What are you talking about is not bullying this monster? This is clearly bullying!"

"Shameless? When have you seen the demons shamelessly?"

...

Outside the main hall, there was boundless anger in the eyes of everyone.

In this group of people, most of them are disciples of the beast race, monster race and Tianniu race, but there are also a small number of disciples of the demon race.

The cultivation base of this group of demon disciples is not high. Hearing what everyone said, they didn't even dare to breathe out.

In the void, the light in Xiaojiao's eyes suddenly shot up.

Although Xiao Jiao is arrogant, he is still very clear about his combat power.

If Fan Zeng made a move, there would be only one end for him, and that would be to be beheaded!

"Xiao Jinghen, Mozun, come back to this emperor!"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian crushed two sound transmission symbols, his voice was extremely cold.

"Owner!"

"Owner!"

In less than a few breaths, two figures appeared respectfully in front of Mo Wentian.

"Xiao Jinghen?"

"You... You are so good at calling Mo Wentian the master of this kid. Didn't the Lord Beast Master tell you to kill Mo Wentian? Why..."

Looking at Xiao Jinghen who was kneeling on the ground respectfully, Fan Zeng's face was full of astonishment.

The murderous intent in his eyes dissipated in an instant, replaced by disbelief.

"Shut up, how dare you be so rude to the master!"

"Master, let me kill this kid!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jinghen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Mo Wentian with a respectful expression.

"Xiao Jinghen, you are crazy, you want to kill me?"

Fan Zeng's voice was almost a roar, and there was even a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Fan Zeng, I see that Xiao Jinghen has been controlled by Mo Wentian!"

"I think so, otherwise he wouldn't dare to talk to you like that!"

"Senior Brother Fan Zeng, Xiao Jinghen's cultivation is at the level of Tianjun Consummation, even if he surrenders to Mo Wentian, so what, you just kill her!"

"That's right, even if the monster clan comes to question you in the future, you just say that Xiao Jinghen surrendered to Mo Wentian, you are thinking about the overall situation, and they will definitely not dare to blame you!"

...

Behind Fan Zeng, the figures looked at Xiao Jinghen coldly, and said in a dark way.

"Surrender to Mo Wentian?"

"Xiao Jinghen, you are really useless. The majestic and perfect Tianjun is still surrendering to Mo Wentian, a middle-stage Tianjun ant!"

Fan Zeng seemed to have thought of something, a gleam flashed in his eyes, he looked at Xiao Jinghen, and said with disdain.