Chapter 908

"Xi Junyu?"

Zhao Fang didn't expect to meet Xi Junyu here.

Say it.

On the same day in Lihuo Empire, king Qi, the eldest prince, surrounded King Yu's residence with six two-star heavenly worshippers, including Xi Junyu. Zhao Fang took a picture with him.

After winning the Shuiyuan mirror at that time, he kicked it away without paying attention to each other's life and death.

Even so, his strength is not weak.

The ordinary two-star yuetianzun is absolutely unbearable!

Xi Junyu is still alive. Of course, he has a bit of luck, but I have to say that his strength is also very strong, which is comparable to the extraordinary two-star yuetianzun.

"No, it's Samsung yuetianzun!"

Aware of Xi Junyu's accomplishments, Zhao Fang picked his eyebrows and smiled.

"Xi Junyu, long time no see!"

Hearing this long lost greeting like a friend, Xi Junyu's face was quite complex.

"I didn't expect that it was you who caused the disaster."

Hearing the speech, Zhao Fang smiled noncommittally. His eyes fell on Xi Junyu, the old man riding a turtle.

The cultivation of the old man riding a turtle is the highest among the people present.

Has reached the peak of nine stars leaping to heaven.

It seems that it will break into the existence of half a space at any time.

"The strong of the sea family?"

Zhao put it in each other's seemingly old body and felt the vitality of companionship and the majestic water power.

Thinking of Xi Junyu's identity and the identity of the old man, you can naturally guess one or two.

"The elder of laofuhai family, Hemingway."

The old man riding the turtle smiled calmly.

From his smile, Zhao Fang didn't see any move to stand out for the younger generation and be ready to bully others.

This somewhat surprised him!

When Zhao Fang looked at Hemingway, the thunder robbery on his head was ready and brewing to the top.

Feeling the powerful power of the natural disaster, the strong onlookers looked shocked one by one, but they quickly stepped back for fear of being affected by the fish in the pond.

Zhao Fang glanced at Hemingway, then took back his eyes, looked at the lightning trace in the depths of the robbery cloud, and his eyes were slightly picky. "After waiting so long, we are finally going to rob, but we don't know how powerful the thunder robbery is!"

Thinking like this, the sky robbery roared, and several thick and thin purple thunder of the millstone came straight to Zhao Fang like a wild purple python.

"Eight gates of life and death!"

Seeing the color, quantity and power of the thunder, Hemingway looked greatly changed, exclaimed in surprise, and his face was especially shocked.

"Eight gates of life and death?"

The others were at a loss when they heard this.

Their understanding of natural calamity is naturally inferior to that of Shanghai Mingwei, the great elder of the Hai nationality.

For a moment, the people asked one after another what the eight deadly robberies were.

Hemingway ignored the crowd. His eyes kept staring at Zhao Fang.

Seeing that Zhao Fang didn't dodge at all, he meant to try to rob by himself, which shocked Hemingway even more.

"Does he want to die?"

No wonder Hemingway thought so.

Most of the people he used to watch were prepared.

Or sacrifice the array, or use divine weapons, or use the flesh to resist.

Either way, they are very cautious in dealing with it.

Like Zhao Fang in front of him, he didn't pay any attention to the eight door robbery of life and death. He looked calm and calm. He met him for the first time.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."

Hemingway sighed that he only thought Zhao Fang was a young man with a proud temperament and didn't know the horror of the disaster. He regretted that this person was the victim of the disaster.

Others, too, looked silent and shook their heads gently.

Although they didn't speak, they all showed that Zhao couldn't let go of the first wave of robbing thunder.

"Bang ~"

Thunder and lightning flashed, and Zhao Fang was quickly submerged by the thunder.

"Poor guy, it's probably the first time to cross the robbery. I don't even have any common sense of crossing the robbery. It's estimated that I've been blown to pieces by the heaven robbery!"

"What a pity!"

The crowd shook their heads.

Hemingway stared at the area covered by Zhao Fang and didn't speak.

But after a moment, he seemed to feel something. His face changed greatly and exclaimed, "how is it possible?"

His exclamation immediately drew people's attention.

"What did the elder find?"

"It's estimated that we can only see the scene of the boy being blasted into slag."

Everyone looked at Hemingway with a smile.

Hemingway was shocked and ignored the people, but muttered, "how did he do it?"

The crowd looked puzzled, followed Hemingway's eyes, and looked again at the area shrouded by the thunder.

The thunder was slowly dispersing, and a vague figure was exposed to the public after the thunder completely dissipated.

"How is that possible?"

Looking at the boy who should have been chopped into slag by the thunder, but now he is intact, but his clothes are slightly wrinkled, people's faces are shocked and puzzled like Hemingway.

In their incredible amazement and confusion.

The second wave of thunder, as scheduled!

This time, none of them spoke and held their breath. They just looked deeply at the young man bathed in the thunder and looked at each other again.

The shock in everyone's eyes completely turned into incredible shock!

Once, it can be said to be a coincidence.

But twice, it's not just a coincidence.

In particular, they found that Zhao Fang did not resist the thunder, but let it chop on himself and absorb some of the power of the thunder.

"He, this is using robbing thunder to refine his flesh?"

The crowd saw some clues.

"Is he crazy?"

For Zhao Fang's idea, they believe that no one dares to do so except that he is neurotic.

But right now, someone did!

"I've read an ancient book. There are some simple divisions about natural disasters“

Hemingway suddenly opened his mouth. His voice was deep and high, with some melancholy.

At the moment when his voice sounded, the eyes of most people on the field looked over.

"According to the strength, from low to high, heaven robbery is divided into nine grades. One yuan robbery, Liangyi robbery, Sancai robbery, four phase robbery, five element robbery, six combination robbery, seven colors or seven stars robbery, and then there are eight life and death robbers."

"The eight door life and death robbery can be called one of the most rare and terrible thunder robbers in history. It can be divided into rest, life, injury, Du, death, scene, death, shock and opening. The eight road thunder robbery does not exist in the saying of increasing power in the next order. The power of the eight road thunder robbers is extremely terrible and the order of occurrence is uncertain. If you are lucky, you can get through the robbery when the first road is down."

"Of course, if you have bad luck, you can only rush down hard until you encounter a robbery or are killed by a natural robbery."

Hearing Hemingway's explanation, people finally had a simple understanding of the eight life and death disasters in front of them.

"Hmm? What's that guy doing?"

Suddenly someone pointed to Zhao Fang and asked.