I am in Douluo, and I get the ancient holy body at the beginning.

"Ah!" Qian Xunji was stunned when he saw two veteran gods coming. His eyes were full of terror, and he took two steps back, his body trembling.

There was also terror in his eyes.

But Fang Fan was very calm. The evil wind blew his hair, his eyes were filled with light and dark, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled evilly, "Noisy!"

"Let's go together!" Fang Fan said calmly.

"..." Yu Xiaoan was surprised. At this time, this boy was still so calm, which made him completely unexpected. "Do you think one person can defeat so many of us?"

"That's right, kid, don't be too arrogant. Kneel down and beg for mercy immediately. We can spare your life!" Tang Hao said with a sneer. He was now full of confidence. With these two veteran gods, they could completely put that The boy was tortured to death.

"Boy, you are very arrogant. You were lucky to be able to destroy our clones before. Now that our main body is here and we have brought two inheritance capitals with us, four against two, do you think you still have any chance of winning?" Hell God Death said in a dark voice.

"That's it! Let me die, kid!" God Rakshasa sneered, and the divine power in his hand condensed into a bloody sickle, while the god of death from hell condensed into a bloody spear in his hand.

Tang Hao and Yu Xiaoan were equally arrogant, attacking Fang Fan together with the Rakshasa God and the Hell Death God.

Qian Xunji also saw the terrifying attack coming instantly. He was no longer afraid, but used all his strength to slash at it with the Angel Holy Sword.

After all, Fang Fan behaved himself when facing them. As the Pope of Wuhun Palace, he couldn't be timid in front of his children, otherwise, he wouldn't be a good father.

He struck with all his strength, and the huge sword light was shattered by Tang Hao's terrifying attack.

"It's just throwing an egg against a rock, not overestimating your own capabilities!" Tang Hao said with a sneer. He was now full of confidence, and he could imagine that when Qian Xunji and the others failed, it would definitely be extremely beautiful.

Fang Fan calmly waved his hand, and countless white threads flew forward, entangled with the terrifying energy that came from the attack. Those energies disappeared instantly when they touched those threads.

That picture was too weird.

Yu Xiaoan was dumbfounded. She froze on the spot and opened her mouth wide. "How is it possible? What was the thread that the boy suddenly swung out? It actually melted all our attacks?"

"Yes, it just melted away. It's like a ghost!" Tang Hao was also shocked. He didn't expect that this kid's methods were so weird. With a wave of his hand, their attacks disappeared one after another.

"See... what a ghost!" The Hell Death God was also startled, a little surprised. This kid's methods are really weird. Their powerful attacks can be easily neutralized.

"How did this kid do it?" God Rakshasa narrowed his eyes and stared at the thread swung out by the kid, which made him a little unexpected.

"Surprised? It's just a small trick!" Fang Fan took back his hand and said calmly, "This is the breadth and depth of my sky-shielding technique. My technique is called Ten Thousand Transformations Technique and can neutralize any attack!"

"That's it!" Qian Xunji couldn't help but give Fang Fan a thumbs up after hearing Fan'er's words, "How did you come up with such a magical way to cover the sky? It's simply amazing!"

"Then I thought of it!" Fang Fan said calmly, "You continue, otherwise, you won't have any chance if I take action!"

"Arrogant!" Yu Xiaoan was furious when she saw that boy being so arrogant.

"Very good!" Tang Hao shouted, "Buzz..." Suddenly one of the three divine rings was blown up, and then his spirit rings were also blown up one after another.

His strength is soaring crazily, and he can only blow up a divine ring now. Otherwise, his strength is absolutely unimaginable.

"This kid!" God Rakshasa saw that after Tang Hao blew up the divine ring and the soul ring, his strength soared to the level of a first-level god.It's absolutely terrifying.

This kid's ring-exploding method is really powerful. However, after exploding the ring, he will enter a period of weakness. This method is very powerful, but it is also a bit weak.

The God of Death in Hell was also angry. No matter how weird that kid was, he didn't believe that evil guy could deflect their attacks again.

I saw their divine power surging crazily, and the entire Rakshasa space was shaking.

"Om..."

The endless death energy surged and condensed into a huge bloody spear. The bloody spear was several thousand meters long. "Boy, this is my strongest blow. Let's see how you resolve it!"

"Very good!" The Rakshasa God was very satisfied with the Hell God's attack.

"Buzz!" The Death God from Hell also shouted, and a huge shadow of his true body solidified, several thousand meters high, and slashed towards Fang Fan with a giant blood sickle in his hand.

"I have the hell spear in my left hand and the Rakshasa sickle in my right hand!" Fang Fan directly took the two artifacts that he had snatched from the Hell Death clone and the Rakshasa God clone in his hands.

"Uh!" Qian Xunji, who was extremely worried at first, almost stopped laughing when he saw the enemy's terrifying attack.

This guy really knows how to do it.

"Fuck!" The God of Death from Hell almost got mad at him when he saw that kid attacking him with his divine weapon.

"You kid, when you die later, we will peel out your soul, and then search for all the magic that can cover the sky! Then we will torture you to death!" the Rakshasa God said with a sneer, daring to use his own artifact To deal with yourself is simply to seek death.

"Enough with the big words, let's all die!" Fang Fan shouted coldly, and the spiritual power in his body exploded wildly, like a volcano erupting, and he slashed out with a "Clang..." sickle, only to see the bloody sickle. It couldn't bear his terrifying spiritual power and broke into pieces, but the sword light was still chopped out.

The sword light was dark red, and the world roared the moment it appeared, colliding with the attacks of Yu Xiaoan, Tang Hao, the God of Death from Hell, and the God of Rakshasa.

"Rumble..." The impact shook the world, making people's ears sore, and almost bursting their eardrums.

And the Rakshasa god was bleeding from the heart. His super artifact couldn't withstand the terrifying energy of that dead boy and broke into pieces. This made him unbelievable and thought his eyes were broken.

I thought I was blind.

Why didn't this damn boy use the blood gun of the Hell's God of Death instead of his own super artifact? His super artifact took a million years of forging and forging.

It was actually broken into pieces by that kid.

It just pissed him off.

"Qiang!" The boy's blow was devastating, instantly shattering Yu Xiaoan's blood spear, and the blow that struck Tang Hao.

Moreover, the castration continued unabated, which shocked Tang Hao. Of course, Yu Xiaoan was knocked upside down by the terrifying force of the counterattack.

Qian Xunji saw that Fan'er's blow was so strong, and he didn't expect it. He was a little surprised. He originally thought it was a fatal situation, but Fan'er's appearance made him see the dawn of victory. (End of chapter)