Chapter 1509： : Old treacherous

In a blink of an eye, the ancestor of Panlong quickly turned into a human form and came out of the void. He was holding a blue wooden stick in his hand. The body of the dragon's head and the fangs were exposed, making people feel cold at first sight.

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

In the endless years, there is always a powerful person who wants to subvert the Gu Yi Demon God family, but every time Gu Yi remnants stand up for revenge, and then revive the Gu Yi Demon God family.

Moreover, there are legends that the ancestor of the ancient Yi Demon God clan has not left this world, and has been hiding in the dark to support the tribe, continuing the blood of the ancient Yi Demon God family.

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

He raised his arm and waved it out with a palm, and the billowing flames turned into a huge palm that has been soaring, like a bulldozer, blasting forward against the ground.

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

Li Yutang looked at this palm, his hair exploded and his eyes popped out of his eyes.

He still clearly remembered the whole process of the fight between him and Wang Mobai. They were also semi-sages, but he failed to defeat the opponent without making half a move. Had it not been for the rescue of a saint, he would have been wiped out in the long river of history.

However, more than two hundred thousand years have passed, Wang Mobai has become a saint, and he is still standing still, he feels that he has lived in vain for more than two hundred thousand years!

Wang Mobai and the ancestor of Panlong crashed into each other like two giant peaks. In an instant, the bright rays of light burst, and endless storms came violently, making the world pale.

Just like a dust storm on the flat ground, high mountains are blasted down, the ground shakes and the mountains and rivers collapse. All signs indicate that the end of the world is coming.

Xu Haotian raised his hand to cover his face, squinted, and saw that the two of them were no longer visible in the sky. Only the two strong lights crossed each other and collided.

This ancestor of Panlong can even compete with Wang Mobai?

Xu Haotian's heart was stunned. He clearly knew that there were three saints in the holy ruins, and there was another existence stronger than Panlong Ancestor, that is, Wutian Dao Ancestor!

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

At this moment, the Panlong ancestors were being abused by Wang Mobai, there was no room to fight back, but their speed was too fast, with Xu Haotian's cultivation base, they couldn't see through.

Not only is he like this, all the creatures watching the battle below are the same and not real, including Li Yutang, they all have a nervous look at first.

Boom, boom, boom............

Wang Mobai's fist was like a gust of wind. The ancestor of Panlong had bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and was no longer calm and calm. His hands and feet were always slow and could not keep up with Wang Mobai's speed.

"Too slow, too slow! Old Loach, you haven't made any progress for more than two hundred thousand years? It's really bad!"

Wang Mobai scolded again and again, and his heart was indeed extremely comfortable. The anger of more than 200,000 years was suppressed. Once released, it is not simply a simple description of comfort.

The ancestor of Panlong was shocked and frustrated in his heart. Although he was extremely angry, he was not Wang Mobai's opponent at all.

Every time Wang Mobai blasted a punch, he would blast the Panlong ancestor out of thousands of miles. Fortunately, the small world where the Saint Ruins was located was so huge that it was enough for him to toss!