Robbed?

Everyone didn't know why, and looked at Xiao Fan with puzzled faces. Could it be that they couldn't resist it, and wanted to admit defeat?

"The time to be able to hold half a cup of tea in the hands of the Eight Great Divine King Realm geniuses is already extremely extraordinary!"

"If this sword Hongchen does not die today, it will surely resound through the 3,000 territories of the human race in the future. Even the eight people of Tianxingzi have not killed him for so long."

"Yes, although defeat is a glorious victory, no matter the victory or defeat, the name of Jian Hongchen will be remembered in people's hearts!"

There was a lot of discussion around the cultivators, and no one was optimistic about Xiao Fan. At this moment, there were many scars on Xiao Fan's body, which was obviously the rhythm of defeat.

"boom!"

As soon as the voices of the people fell, the sky and the earth exploded. Above the sky, endless black thunderclouds gathered in vain. Thousands of thunder and lightning fell from the sky, instantly drowning Xiao Fan.

The boiling discussion just stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at the sky with horror.

Feeling the devastating aura in the sky, everyone present was all horrified, this turned out to be Divine Thunder Tribulation?

Jian Hongchen wants to overcome the catastrophe?

Hasn't he already broken through the Divine King Realm?

"No, Jian Hongchen has indeed broken through the Divine King Realm, but his Divine King Tribulation may not have been over." Someone recovered and flees away from afar without being killed.

The eight great arrogances that besieged Xiao Fan, all looked stunned, stopped their figure, and then fleeed towards the surrounding without looking back.

"The formation!" At the same time, the void blasted, but I saw countless streamers jetting out from all directions, covering a radius of more than ten miles, forming a light curtain.

As soon as Tian Xingzi arrived, they were shaken out by the light curtain.

"Jian Hongchen, you dare!" Xiang Nantian roared angrily, with a hint of panic in his tone.

He was not terrified of Xiao Fan's strength, but Xiao Fan's divine thunder robbery. Lei Yun had just begun, but the mighty power was like a vast ocean, unfathomable.

Moreover, Leiyun's momentum continued to increase, and even the middle stage of the God King Realm felt a strong sense of oppression.

"I dare not? What am I afraid of?" Xiao Fan sneered. Now that he has reached this point, he didn't want to keep Xiang Nantian and the others.

Anyway, I was already an enemy of Wanluo Diyu, so it's better not to do nothing but to kill Xiang Nantian first.

"Jian Hongchen, I will wait for you to have no grievances and no grudges, do you want to kill us all?!" The other cultivators felt the vast thunder on Xiao Fan's head, and they were all frightened.

The formation of the White Demon didn't envelop them, but the key was that the formation of the Saint Yuan tribe also trapped them.

Xiao Fan's thunder tribulation is continuously spreading, and now it has reached a radius of ten thousand meters, and it is still spreading, which is equivalent to covering a radius of more than 30 kilometers.

"It's not that I want to kill you, but the Saint Yuan tribe won't let you run away!" Xiao Fan looked indifferent, and these people have always looked like a good show.

Xiao Fan never thought of killing them, but he couldn't stop Thunder Tribulation either.

"Shengyuan tribe, let us out!"

"If we die here, I will wait for the great emperor of the emperor domain to destroy your holy yuan tribe, leaving none!"

"Shengyuan tribe, you are just looking for death!"

The hatred of the crowd instantly turned to the Shengyuan tribe. Indeed, as Xiao Fan said, Xiao Fan's formation was not directed against them.

What trapped them now was the formation of the Shengyuan tribe.

The monks of the Shengyuan tribe were also shocked by Xiao Fan's actions. They wanted to keep everyone behind, but that was because they wanted the blood of the people present.

If they were bombarded by thunder robbery, these people would have left nothing behind, and would definitely turn into ashes.

The grand elder of the Shengyuan tribe looked solemn, Xiao Fan's actions completely disrupted their plan, and he was at a loss for a while.

"Elder, these people can't stay!" Xiong Zhan said solemnly.

The elder raised his brows slightly, and he naturally didn't want these people to escape, but when he was about to refuse, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be stuck there.

After two breaths, he came back to his senses, and stepped forward and said: "Everyone, the old man can let you go, but you have caught the sacred fish of my Saint Yuan tribe, you can't forget it."

"I am willing to give you the Qiankun Ring, as long as you let me out." A monk shouted loudly.

What a joke, who still cares about the sacred fish and the sacred stone nowadays, if the life is gone, no amount of the sacred fish will be useful.

The other people quickly agreed, and they were all frightened by Xiao Fan's Divine King Jie.

"In that case, those who hand over the Qiankun Ring can leave!" The Great Elder nodded and gave Xiong Zhan a look.

"Great Elder!" Xiong Zhan was unwilling, but was stared coldly by the Great Elder, he didn't dare to say anything again.

Immediately afterwards, Xiong Zhan stepped into the air, appeared on the shore, and waved his hand, and a hole appeared, connecting the inside and the outside.

"Before you leave, hand over the Universe Ring. If I find that you still have the Universe Ring on your body, don't blame this elder for being polite!" Xiong Zhan said solemnly.

"These are my two Universe Rings!" The nearest monk threw two rings directly and rushed to the shore without hesitation.

"I only have one." Another person rushed up, at this moment, where would you dare to hesitate.

However, as the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds. Some people still hold a trace of luck. They have more than two Universe Rings, and only want to hand over one.

When one of them rushed ashore, he was spotted by Xiong Zhan. Xiong Zhan regained the Qiankun Ring and directly blasted the man into the lake.

"It's not that my Shengyuan tribe is not friendly, like him, don't want to leave alive." Xiong Zhan said coldly, the face of the person who was blown up was full of despair.

When other people saw it, where they dared to **** and slip, they almost dig out their hearts to prove that they have no quits.

After more than ten breaths, almost all of the more than one hundred monks on the Saint Yuanwu Lake left, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Gu Ruochen and Gu Xuanji also left the Saint Yuanwu Lake, but their battle still has not stopped, and they continue outside.

For a time, only Xiao Fan and Tian Xingzi, Xiang Nantian and other eight great princes were left in Shengyuanwu Lake.

Tian Xingzi and Xiang Nantian's faces were pale. They had never been so scared. This was the first time.

The terrifying power of the robbery made them feel powerless.

"Do you know what despair is? You just let me experience it, now it's your turn to experience it yourself!"

Xiao Fan stood in the air with a condescending look, looking at the eight stars of the sky indifferently, as if he were looking at a group of ants. The cold words echoed in the void for a long time, he was like an ancient god, ignoring the audience.