The first seventy nine chapters of the gods strike

Above the sky, the blood-colored light curtain trembled violently, and seemed to burst open at any time.

"The power to block the world is going to disappear?" Yu Ying said in surprise, a flash of surprise in her eyes.

The cultivators in the Temple of War are also very happy. Once this power disappears, they will be able to leave here as long as they can break free from the shackles of the power of God's Tribulation. It is better than death in the hands of the Gorefiend tribe.

It’s just that they didn’t think about it. Even if they didn’t block the heavens and the earth, it would be impossible to break free from the gravitational restraints of the gods.

"That's not right." Xing Sheng squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, his brows turned into a word of Sichuan.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan's pupils shrank and he exclaimed, "Go!"

When the words fell, Xiao Fan swept towards the sky at a swift speed, already ignoring the life and death of the cultivators in the War God Temple. At that moment, he only felt his scalp exploded.

In the next moment, the faces of Xing Sheng and others became extremely difficult to look.

I saw an extremely terrifying aura swept across it, and everyone felt that the entire sky was collapsed, and everyone was suffocated.

Xiao Fan and several people swept towards the sky, raised their heads and looked at the sky over and over, but they saw the blood-colored light curtain of the sky approaching Wang Gutian at an extremely fast speed.

In just one breath, the **** rays of light in the sky condensed into an extremely vast **** palm on Wanggutian, as if a palm could smash the whole Wanggutian.

That scarlet palm, like a sky, covering thousands of miles, under the palm of the hand, any creature is an ant.

At this moment, the world trembled violently, and a dense crack appeared in the void, like a spider web, spreading across the sky, like the end of the world.

Bang bang bang!

There was a loud explosion, and many of the war-sacred cultivators in Wanggu Tiandu couldn't withstand the violent pressure, and they exploded and died.

The cultivators of the God of War also knelt on the ground, spurting blood from their mouths, holding their heads and screaming, as if their souls were being pierced by a needle, and they couldn't bear the pressure at all.

Xiao Fan, who was running away, saw the scene of Wang Gu Tiandu, and their faces were a little pale. He hadn't wanted to kill the monks in the Temple of War, but some people wanted to kill them.

It's just coercion, it's so terrifying, how terrible if this blow really landed?

This blow is definitely a blow beyond the God of War!

Celestial strike!

"Nightmare!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth.

Wang Gu Tiandu’s teleportation formation was destroyed, Xiao Fan originally wanted to wait for the power to block the heavens and the earth to disappear before leaving, but he did not expect that Hades hadn't even planned to let them go, and wanted to gather the final power to destroy. Kill them.

Aside from worrying, Xiao Fan was still a little grateful, fortunate that the nightmare did not come.

Of course Xiao Fan also knew that Dark Nightmare was a strong god, and if the true body wanted to descend on the land of the gods, he would definitely have to pay some high price.

Or, Dark Nightmare might not be able to get out of it at all because of some, otherwise, Xiao Fan would not be able to live till now.

The heavens and the earth trembled endlessly, and the gods made a blow, even though the whole world could not bear it.

Xiao Fan and the others looked at the sky from time to time, and several people discovered that the **** palms were whistling toward the ground. The speed seemed to be slow, but it was reaching the extreme.

The huge scarlet palms enveloped a range of tens of thousands of miles, and it was absolutely impossible for Xiao Fan and the others to escape the scope of the bleeding palms.

Boom boom boom~

A loud explosion came from behind Xiao Fan and the others, and from the side of a few people they saw that Wang Gutian had sunk completely.

Several people couldn't imagine how those war holy cultivators survived.

Not to mention the Battle Saint Realm, even the War God Realm could not bear it, even Xiao Fan and the others, as if they were carrying an ancient mountain on their backs, and the speed was getting slower and slower.

"If this continues, we won't be able to bear it without waiting for the palm to fall." Xiao Fan's expression was extremely embarrassed.

But he still forced himself to stay calm, and thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan stopped his figure, his eyes looked towards the sky, and a bright light flashed: "In any case, we must fight for it!"

Under this blow, not to mention that he was only the late stage of God of War, even if it was the peak of God of War, if he resisted the **** palm, he would definitely die.

Now, he couldn't let the **** palms fall down, and of course it was impossible to break the **** palms with Xiao Fan's strength.

The only thing he can do is to escape!

Seeing Xiao Fan stopped, Zhan Huangtian, Xing Sheng, Jianluo and Yu Ying did not leave, but stopped beside Xiao Fan, looking at Xiao Fan without knowing why.

They know something about Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan will never wait to die.

"Do you believe me?" Xiao Fan said very solemnly before waiting for a few people to speak.

"What Brother Xiao needs to do, let's talk." Zhan Huangtian said without hesitation.

"We believe in the Lord!" Xing Sheng nodded their heads. At this moment, even Xing Sheng at the peak of the God of War seemed pale and weak, let alone Jian Luo and Yu Ying.

"I just need you not to resist!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath, and then the power of the soul enveloped the four, and the four had no resistance at all, letting Xiao Fan knead it.

In an instant, Xiao Fan suddenly disappeared in place with the four of them, sending them into Xiaotiandi.

Then, Xiao Fan appeared alone in the mysterious space where the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion was located. There was a sneer on his face, and he said coldly: "Nightmare never dreamed of it. He extracted the power to block the world to kill me, but Unexpectedly, I could escape into the secret realm of space."

Looking at the secret space in which there were only plants around, Xiao Fan took a deep breath. As soon as he stopped, the soul clone had already transferred everyone on the first floor.

Even many soul beasts and many creatures were sent into the small world by him. Xiao Fan, who refined the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion, had absolute control over this space secret.

Don't look at all of this for a long time, everything only happens between breaths.

However, Xiao Fan still frowned, and he felt that there was still a terrible force locked in him, and his brows couldn't help but become Sichuan.

boom!

The moment Xiao Fan entered the secret realm of the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion space, the blood-colored palms of the Dark Nightmare suddenly fell, and Wang Gutian was slapped with a slap on the surrounding area, and the entire ground collapsed.

Even the entire Divine Tribulation Land trembled violently, one can imagine the power of this blow.

Almost at the same time, in the mysterious space where the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion was located, Xiao Fan could clearly feel the entire space shake.

Then, dense lines suddenly appeared over the space secret realm, and the whole space secret realm began to be fragmented.

"Breaked?" Xiao Fan sucked in a cold breath, locked himself with only an aura, and that blow actually smashed the mysterious space of the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion through the endless space.

If he was still in the Divine Tribulation Land, then it is estimated that he would have melted into a powder.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's heart trembled. Is this the strength of the Heavenly God Realm?