Chapter 2687

Boom boom!

The sound of terror was still ringing, like thunder.

Countless arrays are turned into storms, crazy explosions, rolled to the body without Tao Zi.

The self explosion of a single level 6 array may not hurt people like Wu Daozi, but once there are more self explosion arrays, even Wu Daozi can't afford it.

What's more, he was injured before.

The terrible storm swept away toward Wu Daozi. Even if Wu Daozi's fighting power was against the sky and the storm was blocked, he was still caught in the wind and his body was torn out of the blood fog again.

At the moment, his inner anger has soared to the extreme.

He had no way, but he was seriously injured, and in this humiliating way.

It's a shame, it's an unbearable shame.

At the same time, he has also realized that the man hiding in the dark is not Melan, the leader of the three saints.

Although Mo LAN is powerful, his attainments in array are far from so strong, and his style is not like that at all.

In a short time, the level 96 array has completely exploded in the harsh explosion.

The self exploding storm seemed to form a flood tide, which directly submerged the whole wudaozong.

Wudaozong, which was already in a mess, is now even worse, just like a ruin.

Even in the remote Wudao City, many people feel the storm.

They all looked at the direction of wudaozong in shock and wondered what had happened.

However, no one dares to go there.

Such a terrible storm represents the strength of the other side. They dare not provoke such people.

I don't know how long after that, the storm stopped, and Wu Daozi's whole body was all red with blood.

Even though he was surrounded by a light golden mask, his body was still covered with blood.

Even the pale gold mask, there are cracks on it, as if it will collapse at any time.

Wang Fan has walked out from afar, he calmly looked at the front of Wu Daozi, calm.

In fact, when the previous array exploded, Wang Fan had a chance to sneak attack and kill Wu Daozi.

But he didn't.

To kill such a person as Wu Daozi, he must release all the power of the killing rifle, and he can't control it.

In that case, even if Wu Daozi was killed, he didn't know who killed him.

If Wu Daozi had not been injured by the self explosion of the array, Wang Fan might have done that, but now that Wu Daozi is injured, he can't do that.

He wants to come out and let wudaozi know who he is and who destroyed wudaozong.

At the moment, it was Wang Fan, dressed in purple, with no change of face.

He stood in front of Wu Daozi, standing on the ruins, just like the peerless sedan chair, showing the peerless elegance.

On the contrary, Wu Daozi was extremely embarrassed, his whole body was stained with blood, his hair was scattered, and he was in a mess.

He stares at Wang Fan in front of him, but he can't help frowning slightly.

He did not expect that the man hiding in the dark would be such a young man.

When did such an evil person appear among the younger generation of the intermediate domain? Why didn't he know?

Can't it be that this man is the pride of heaven from the sacred heaven?

"Who are you?" Wu Daozi gazed at Wang Fan for a long time before he asked. His voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

Wang Fan heard Wu Daozi's words, but a strange color appeared in his eyes. He said faintly, "you wudaozong have destroyed sanshengzong for me. Don't you know who I am?"

No way son listens to this words, pupil suddenly one shrinks, "are you wang fan?"

At this moment, his heart set off a storm.

He never thought that the man in front of him would be Wang Fan.

Wang Fan sneered and nodded, "Congratulations, you're right."

Having said that, he didn't have the slightest nonsense. With a flash of his body, he had already gone to kill Wu Daozi.

In the middle of the sky, his shadow sword has been violently split out, and the bright wave of the sword turns into the Milky way, sweeping away towards Wu Daozi.

"To die!" Wu Daozi felt the scene, hummed coldly, and burst into fury all over his body. His body suddenly moved forward and pointed out!

Even if he has no way son is now seriously injured, but he is still half step of the existence of the Empire, still no one can challenge.

With the guidance of Wu Daozi, the wind and thunder are blowing in the space, and the wind is just like a Thunder Dragon, soaring in an instant, heading for the Galactic bombing made by Dao mu.

In a roaring sound, the galaxy burst, the Thunder Dragon collapsed, and soon everything was calm.

Wang Fan was shocked. He didn't expect that he couldn't kill Wu Daozi with all his strength.

Don't say it's killing, even if it's adding some wounds to Wu Daozi's body, it doesn't work.Comparatively speaking, Wu Daozi is even more frightened. Even if his strength is not even one in ten, it is not just Wang Fan who can resist.

But now, Wang Fan blocked his finger.

You know, he can clearly feel that Wang Fan's strength is only eight levels of holy land.

It's just the eighth floor of holy land. It's unbelievable that he blocked his finger.

Wang Fan didn't talk nonsense. He raised the shadow knife in his hand again and split it out with the second one.

The violent sword wave swept across the Milky way again, converging towards wudaozi.

This time, it's more powerful and more powerful.

Wu Daozi's face also became serious. He raised his hands, moved his fingers and pointed out eight fingers.

Eight points out, as if there are eight real dragons. The eight real dragons roared up to the sky like dragons chanting.

Soon, eight real dragons have rushed into Daolang galaxy. In a burst of deafening explosion, Daolang Galaxy smashes again.

However, this time, the eight real dragons did not all collapse and dissipate, but there was only one left.

The only real dragon rolled up the supreme power and went to Wang Fan's crazy biting.

As soon as Wang Fan's face changed, he directly and crazily moved the space.

But even so, it's still a little late.

With a hiss, his left arm was bitten by the real dragon turned by the wind, even though he bit off a piece of flesh.

At the moment when the skin was bitten off, a violent energy was involved in Wang Fan's body along the wound, which seemed to destroy Wang Fan completely.

Fortunately, Wang Fan's rapid response, crazy resistance, plus the physical body to the king's body, this was suppressed.

Wang Fan's face was a little pale after he stabilized his figure.

In front of this intermediate domain overlord, it's really not simple. The seriously injured body is so terrible.

He was only bitten off a piece of flesh and blood, and was almost destroyed by the terrible energy storm. What if all eight real dragons bit him?

Comparatively speaking, Wu Daozi is more shocking.

He pointed out eight times in a row that he only left a wound on Wang Fan's arm?

It's like a joke!

At the same time, he was more and more murderous.

Wang Fan this son, must die, must not stay!

Thinking of this, Wu Daozi's expression became dignified, and his hands began to dance, making a strange seal.

The aura of heaven and earth around us seems to be drawn and gathered madly. In the blink of an eye, there are ten huge fingerprints in the air.

This time, it's a real fingerprint, no dragon. However, the power is stronger than the previous eight fingers. I don't know how many times.