In addition to Hong Yi secretly lurking and preparing to attack, the masters who were working hard are also chasing the primitive.

This time, the original goal of the Manghuang Continent was Qiankun cloth bag. Now that this task cannot be completed, other contributions must be made.

Killing the high priest of the Jingyuan Temple in the Huoluo Kingdom of the Western Regions is naturally a great achievement.

If champion Hou and his group can do this, they can avoid being punished when they go back.

"The giant axe of Yuanyang will open up the world!" Xiao Anran, the leader of Fang Xiandao, used his most powerful Taoist technique.

"Spiritual Buddhist Beads!" The Eagle King sacrificed his magic weapon, forming a large golden net, rolling towards the saint's primitive that was constantly running.

"The world is invincible, the five thunders are correct!" Zheng Yidao Zhang Boheng used the thunder method at the bottom of the box.

Champion Hou and others also used their own superb martial arts and Taoism, in order to leave behind the saint's essence.

"Damn it!"

Saint Tu Yuan roared again and stood up suddenly.

Only then did everyone realize that although this primitive was an old man with a white beard, he was extremely tall, nearly nine feet tall, and seemed to be a giant god.

He took a small shining scimitar in his hand and then stroked his arm!

Puff!

The blood suddenly gushed out like a fountain, but it did not fall to the ground, but formed a large palm in the air.

"Essence, blood, and vital energy, the giant palm of the god!"

Tu Yuan's soul thought was attached to the blood-colored palm and activated the secret technique.

Suddenly, the giant bloody palm began to expand violently, reaching a radius of more than ten feet. Skin and flesh grew out of the outside, and there were clear palm prints and fingerprints on it, just like a giant's palm a hundred feet tall, extremely real!

Then, this palm, more than ten feet in size, bombarded the champion Hou and others.

This palm is not an illusory Taoist technique, but a real flesh-and-blood human hand!

Boom!

The attack of the masters of the Great Khan bombarded a large hole in the center of the giant palm, and a large amount of blood and muscles flew out, as if they were breaking a real giant palm.

But the palm still pressed down and grabbed the masters.

"Be careful, everyone!"

Champion Hou quickly shouted and reminded everyone.

The other masters of great power also knew the power and quickly gathered together to form a protective circle. They each used their body-protecting Taoist techniques to protect their bodies, and at the same time issued their most powerful attack Taoist techniques to bombard the giant palms that were descending into the air.

"Fractal Phantom!"

Just when the giant palms of a radius of more than ten feet, like a small square blocking the sight of the masters of the big fuck, the Saint Tuyuan suddenly pinched a strange seal, and its body flashed for a moment, and then a strong blood mist ejected from the pores around its body, forming a human form that was exactly the same as the Saint Tuyuan, with a "Divine Blood Blanket" underneath.

It turned out to be a exquisite fractal illusion Taoist technique!

This saint's essence condensed from blood mist and the magic blood divine blanket were left in its original place, and it still controlled the giant palm of the god.

The real saint's essence and the "Dharma Blood Divine Carpet" suddenly curled up, rushed into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

"What a wonderful Taoist technique, such a powerful method! If we were not watching, but were in the middle of the battlefield, we would be deceived by him. We didn't know that this saint's primitive actually escaped, leaving a fake clone!"

Hong Yi couldn't help but sigh.

"I have some gaps between these masters who have been famous for many years. It is worth learning. I wonder if Yinsha also has such a life-saving skill." Hong Yi glanced at the Zen Yinsha beside him, and had a thought in his mind.

At this time, the real saint's primitive had escaped, and the exact same fake clone was controlling the giant palm of the gods and fighting against the masters.

It's just a matter of time to lose.

"Although this is a clone, he has the same magic power as his true body in half an incense stick! Using such a Taoist technique for substituting life is extremely expensive. The soul is damaged and the essence and blood is ineffective. At least ten or eight years of cultivation can be restored. Take advantage of his illness and kill him! Let's chase him!" Chan Yinsha reminded.

"You two go, I'll stay here to take care of your body." Wang Fan said.

"Okay!"

Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha immediately changed their souls, and suddenly used Taoist techniques, left the shell, and flew rapidly towards the sky.

This time, they did not use the means of divination and deification, but instead used the entire soul to chase the primitive!

After all, even the seriously injured picture element is a master of thunder tribulation!

Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha were just ordinary ghost immortals and did not survive the thunder tribulation.

Seeing the two left, Wang Fan put their bodies into the purple gold gourd and protected them.

Boom!

At this moment, the Champion Hou and other masters finally smashed the entire God's giant palm, and then countless Taoist fist powers fell on the clone of the Saint Tu Yuan, blasting him into a ball of blood mist.

When the champion Hou and others saw that they were just a clone, they realized they were deceived and were immediately furious.

They still didn't give up and searched around for no reason, but finally had to leave.

The direction where Champion Hou and other masters left was the port on the edge of the wild continent.

There is the Yunmeng Kingdom fleet where there is no protection from any masters at this moment.

The four masters who originally guarded the Yunmeng Kingdom fleet, the Black Wolf King Bi Shihua, the Xuantian Pavilion Destruction Hall leader Nalan Yanluo, the Black Demon Hall leader Nalan Shi, and the Golden Wolf Army Guard Chief Xing Yuxian, were all captured by Wang Fan.

"The fleet of Yunmeng Kingdom is probably going to be wiped out." Looking at the direction where Guan Junhou and others left, Wang Fan said in his heart.

Ruthless!

A breeze blew, and the sound of leaves shaking came from the wild jungle outside Tianjue Mountain.

At this time, a strong cold wind blew out of the grass and trees, and then turned into an old man wearing a golden robe with a blurry face, as if he had been hiding forever.

"Boy, I saw you just now, come out quickly!" The old man made a sharp voice, his tone actually looked a bit like the big golden spider Jin Xun'er, but the voice was very old.

Wang Fan instantly understood the identity of the visitor.

One of the eight great demons in the world, the Golden Spider King!

At the same time, he is also the grandfather of the Big Golden Spider and the national teacher of the Rouran Kingdom.

"Come out quickly, I saw the great power Tianlong Taoist technique you used just now. Where is Jin Xun'er?" The voice of the Jin Spider Master became more and more sharp, with a little furious smell.

With the strength of the Golden Spider King, it is impossible to find Wang Fan hiding.

Wang Fan's strength has been restored, and the Five Elements Great Escape Magic Power has completely transformed into this jungle.

"hehe……"

Just as the Jin Spider National Master kept shouting sharply, a chuckle came out.

"Not good!" National Master Jin Zhu suddenly felt an indescribable sense of crisis.

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Chapter completed!