Chapter 1557: Fleeing

Chapter Five and Seven

The sharp blade light and sword aura shot out, colliding with the palm of the overbearing divine power, the rumbling of the void was endless, and the terrifying energy storm hit all directions.

What surprised Xiao Fan was that the palm of divine power was slightly better, wiping out the blade and sword energy, and continued to smash towards the bottom.

Xiao Fan trembled violently, his internal organs were tumbling, and a trace of blood overflowed from his body.

"Eight-Change God of War!" Xiao Fan's eyes widened with a hideous look on his face. He didn't expect that the God of War Temple had sent the Eight Change God of War to deal with him.

How could the power contained in the 80% profundity be able to withstand the three-change God of War?

Seeing that terrifying energy shock wave whizzed, Xiao Fan quickly blocked him with the Divine Tusk and Shura Sword, and his body quickly retreated far away.

Although it was only two small realms away, it was a difference of 50% in strength, even if Xiao Fan was invincible at the same level, he did not dare to resist.

His speed is very fast. It is rumored that the Asura Divine Wing possesses world speed, which is naturally not a fake. In terms of single round speed, Xiao Fan is estimated to be no weaker than the ordinary God of War late stage.

However, it is not easy to escape from the hands of the Eight Change God of War.

With a bang, the palm gang rushed into the air, splashed with countless yellow sand, the ground within a radius of hundreds of meters trembled violently, countless lightning snakes were cascading in the void, and the riots continued.

Xiao Fan sullen face, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glared at Old Third Zhan fiercely, and then fled towards the distance without hesitation.

A third warrior was already enough for him. After Mingluo and the others in the Temple of War arrived, Xiao Fan estimated that he would definitely die.

"Want to run?" There was a sneer from Gaokongzhi, but he saw Zhan Lao San floating high in the sky, staring at Xiao Fan who was running away like an ant.

When the voice fell, the third warrior turned into a thunder and lightning to pierce the void, the thunder and lightning, the speed is unmatched, even Xiao Fan, who has Shura's wings, is slightly inferior.

Seeing getting closer and closer, Xiao Fan began to frantically urge Shura's divine power to break through the God of War realm, and the rank of Shura's divine power was also stronger.

"To deal with the Seven Change God of War in the late stage of the God of War, I can still fight, but facing the Eight Change God of War, it is a little troublesome." Xiao Fan said to himself.

Fighting against Zhan Lao San, he also has a general understanding of his strength, even if it is a monk of the same rank, the difference in strength is also very different.

Specifically, it depends on the degree of understanding and the comprehensive strength of other people.

If Xiao Fan can break through the Four Change Gods of War, he is confident that he will definitely not be weaker than the third in a battle, at least he will not squirm like he is now.

"I don't know whether I can fight him if I comprehend the profound meaning of the flame again?" Xiao Fan thought to himself.

The soul clone is refining the Nirvana Orb, but it is not a short time to comprehend the profound meaning of the flame. In addition, the superposition of the profound meaning of the flame may not be able to make him defeat the powerhouse of the eight war gods.

Containing his mind, Xiao Fan now only wanted to immediately escape from the hunt for the youngest third. Although his endurance was good, it was estimated to be slightly inferior to the Eight Change God of War.

"Let's play with him first, and see when he can chase me, if he catches up, don't I have the last resort?" Xiao Fan looked back at the fast approaching light and shadow in the sky, and smiled coldly. .

Then he quickly ran the life and death secrets, recovering the injuries in his body.

Just when Xiao Fan and Zhan Lao Sanyi chased and fled, Mingluo and Zhan Lao Liu reappeared. Everyone scanned the surroundings, but they didn't see any figures, only a huge pit.

"Where is the third Zhan?" Ming Luo's face sank.

"The third brother is the Eight Change God of War. It is impossible that even a person who has just broken through the God of War realm can't be killed!" Zhan Lao Liu shook his head, he was extremely confident of the strength of the Zhan Lao San.

"Hmph, it must be the old thing that underestimated Xiao Fan." Mingluo snorted, then took out the **** jade platform and blended it with a drop of Nine Nether Demon Blood.

Suddenly, the surrounding events appeared on the blood-colored jade platform again. Seeing that picture, the faces of several people became more embarrassed.

Zhan Lao Liu shouted in disbelief: "How could it be possible that he survived the third brother's sneak attack?"

If you didn't see this picture in real life, Zhan Lao Liu would never believe it, but this is the fact.

"God, did Xiao Fan have broken through the middle stage of the God of War?" Elder Gu, who was next to Mingluo, said in a deep voice. Only in this way could he explain Xiao Fan's ability to escape from the hands of the third soldier.

"No matter what, Xiao Fan must die!" Mingluo said solemnly, and then looked at Old Sixth Zhan said: "I can determine his location one time at last. If he can't kill him this time, it is estimated that ordinary people will wait for him to leave the gods restricted area I can't kill him."

"What do we need to do?" This time, Zhan Lao Liu did not refute Ming Luo's words.

"Block the entrance to this space and trap Xiao Fan in the third layer of space. Then, there will be another trapped beast fight." Mingluo clenched his fist, his fingers creaked, and his nails were embedded in the palm of his hand. After pinching the bleeding, one can imagine Ming Luo's hatred of Xiao Fan.

"Okay, I'll do it now." Zhan Lao Liu nodded, as long as he can kill Xiao Fan, he can do anything.

At this moment, Xiao Fan was still fleeing in this land of yellow sand. Although he wanted to go to the entrance to the fourth floor, there was yellow sand everywhere, and he could not find a direction at all.

After a few hours, the third warrior in the rear got closer and closer to him, and Xiao Fan was still inferior to the third warrior of the Eight Change God of War with a single round of superb power.

"Where is the entrance to the fourth floor?" An anxious look appeared on Xiao Fan's face. He had fled tens of thousands of miles, and his speed had obviously slowed down.

The most important thing is that he stayed here for a few hours. If he hadn't entered the fourth layer of space, when other people in the God of War besieged and killed him, it would be impossible for him to escape.

At the same time, the news of Xiao Fan's chase and killing spread all over the world, and he was talking about it everywhere.

In a certain desert, a figure suddenly flew from a distance, and the other two figures greeted him.

If Xiao Fan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that two of the three were the Ling Feng who had dissipated with him, Nangong Xiaoxiao.

The other one was a lanky little boy, about seven or eight years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his long blood-gold hair was extremely dazzling, like a flame burning. The little boy was no one else, it was Xiaojin who broke through the gods.

"Boss, how is it?" Seeing Ling Feng's return, Nangong Xiaoxiao quickly greeted him.

"The third child is being chased by the people of the God of War Temple. I heard that the entrance from the third floor to the fourth floor will soon be closed." Ling Feng's face was gloomy. When he came to this cemetery of the gods, he could no longer play out of the God of War the power of.

"Then what are we waiting for, hurry up to find the third child, and immediately go to the fourth floor of the cemetery of the gods." Nangong Xiaoxiao worried.

Ling Feng shook his head and said, "Although we are in the God of War Realm, we are suppressed here."

"We have been suppressed, and the people in the Temple of War must have been suppressed. It's a big deal to kill him." Nangong Xiaoxiao said viciously. He has no good feelings about the Temple of War.

"The key is that the people in the Temple of War are not suppressed!" Ling Feng shook his head. When it came to this, his face became harder to look.

"How is it possible, then what shall we do now?" Nangong Xiaoxiao was directly stuck in place.

"Big brother, second brother, it's really hard to find you." Suddenly, a voice came from the sky.

Ling Feng and Nangong Xiaoxiao both turned their heads abruptly, but they saw that a young man in a green robe flew towards where they were standing on a huge firebird.

When they saw the youth in the green robe above the Firebird, the two of them trembled, and their eyes widened.