The strongest collapse system

Chapter 848 Capture the Qiankun Bag
Wang Fan was about to leave, but was stopped by the two corpse emperors of Yu Wutong, the suzerain of Wu Gui Dao.

"It's boring."

Wang Fan shook his head, walked forward, swung his right fist, and the majestic mana condensed into fist strength, and slammed towards the two corpse emperors.

Boom!

The golden pills in the mouths of the two corpse emperors didn't even have time to spray out, and they exploded.

The destructive power and unrivaled fist power drowned the two corpse emperors at once, and the corpse emperor let out a desperate roar!

Not only that, but the fist strength and the two Yu Wutong spirit thoughts attached to the corpse emperor's body were also completely annihilated, disappearing into nothingness.

Yu Wutong's soul thoughts were extinguished, and his main body soul was also severely injured, and he immediately fell into a disadvantage in the fight with the man with the hooked nose.

"Who is this man?"

Yu Wutong had never heard of such a master, and he couldn't help but look at Wang Fan with a trace of fear.

He had the idea of ​​retreating.

But by this time it was already too late.

Yu Wutong had successfully attracted Wang Fan's attention at this time.

To be precise, it was a big bag on Yu Wutong's back that attracted Wang Fan's attention.

This pocket is neither silk nor linen, the color is very strange, the color is leather, but it is different from any known animal skin, a little closer look, but it feels extremely familiar.

It seems to be human skin!
This big bag is tightly bound by a rope, which seems to be a tendon, but it is not a beast's tendon.

It's human tendons!

A huge force of pure Yang emanated slightly from the pocket.

"This should be the treasure of the Great Zen Temple, the Qiankun cloth bag! Although the material is not very good, but the refining method is good, it can be taken and studied."

Wang Fan's eyes moved, confirming the origin of the big bag on Yu Wutong's back.

"Three elders, the future will be long! Let's go!"

The moment Yu Wutong was stared at by Wang Fan, he immediately felt something was wrong, and suddenly let out a long roar, calling the three elders of Wuguidao, and wanted to escape.

"Want to run now? It's too late!"

Wang Fan smiled, his body flashed suddenly, and he stopped in front of Yu Wutong instantly. With a light gesture of his right hand, the three corpse emperors around Yu Wutong made a bang bang explosion sound. The fists converged and exploded towards the center, and the extremely ferocious and ferocious corpse emperor was smashed into pieces all at once.

Yu Wutong's soul thoughts attached to the three corpse emperors were immediately hit hard, and only two or three remaining thoughts escaped.

Just like that, the five corpse emperors were crushed by two punches!

After being so severely injured, Yu Wutong's whole body trembled violently, and the Lord's soul hidden in his body became precarious and almost collapsed.

At the next moment, Wang Fan's figure was vertical, and he flew up, and he approached Yu Wutong in an instant, and grabbed his neck with his right palm, and the huge strength penetrated his whole body from the neck.

Yu Wutong suddenly lost the strength to resist.

"Qiankun cloth bag..." Wang Fan clasped Yu Wutong's neck, and tore off the bag behind his back with his left hand.

Afterwards, Wang Fan inspected this secret treasure openly.

He has no scruples about the coveting and greedy eyes around him.

Even among the lurking masters, there are many ghost-level masters.

For example, the Condor King, one of the Eight Great Demon Immortals!

The hooked-nosed man looked at this scene with an unbelievable look in his eyes. He never imagined that the master of Taoism who was on par with him, the suzerain of witch ghosts and Taoism, became a master on the chopping board in just a few blinks of an eye. The fish meat is at the mercy of others.

This hooked-nosed man is none other than the Condor Eagle King, one of the Eight Great Demon Immortals in the world!

The Condor Eagle King looked at the champion who had been driven into the ground in the distance, and only one head was exposed, and then at Yu Wutong, who was captured by Wang Fan, who didn't know his life or death, and decisively gave up the idea of ​​fighting.

He flew back silently, voluntarily withdrawing from the fight.

But what the next three Wuguidao elders did was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Ten thousand ghosts gathering demons, the corpse of the heavenly corpse, the corpse of the emperor of the ancient times, all gods and gods, the Supreme Demon Lord, descend!"

Not only did the three Wuguidao elders not run away, but when they saw the suzerain Yu Wutong being captured, they burst out with all their strength and jointly performed Wuguidao's supreme Taoism.

All of a sudden, all the black air covering the square gathered towards the three elders and turned into a head the size of a small hill.

This head seems to be a bull's head, with two horns hovering, a huge snout on the face, looming fangs, two eyes that seem to be open or closed, and bursts of ancient, desolate, vast, and distant breath come from this bull's head radiated out.

As soon as the head appeared, he opened his mouth lightly, aiming at the three Wuguidao elders.

Three streaks of blood sprang out from the elder Wu Guidao, and were sucked into the mouth by the head.

As the blood energy was absorbed, a slightly satisfied expression appeared on the bull-headed face, while the three Witch Ghost Tao elders became extremely pale, and the blood energy on their bodies declined at a speed visible to the naked eye. There seemed to be a faint trace of A little bit dead.

Obviously, if you want to summon the head of this supreme demon, you need to pay a huge price.

"It turned out to be the Supreme Demon Lord? Although it barely strengthened a head, it's not bad!" Wang Fan was surprised.

The Supreme Demon Venerable is the highest level of Taoism outside the body of Wu Gui Dao. Once it is truly and completely condensed, its power will be as terrifying as the Nine Flame Dragon of the Supreme Dao.

"kill him!"

The three elders of Wu Gui Dao gave orders to the head of the supreme demon.

The head turned its head slightly, and suddenly stared at Wang Fan, opened its mouth lightly, and spewed out a tongue-shaped black air from the mouth, rolling towards Wang Fan like lightning.

"After all, it is an incomplete Taoism, which is useless."

Wang Fan shook his head, mobilizing the blood in his body, and then surges of mana surged out, condensing into a huge blue sword above his head.

"Holy Sword, Thunder!"

This cyan-blue giant sword is extremely clear and concise, and there are countless thunder snakes running around on the sword body, giving off a pungent thunder and lightning smell.

When the others took one look at this divine sword, it was as if their whole body was electrified, and their hair stood up slightly.

There is also a coercion of cutting the world contained on this divine sword, which is extremely terrifying!
"What kind of martial arts is this? If I cultivate such martial arts..." The champion Hou who was driven into the ground fixed his eyes on Wang Fan, and countless shadows flashed from his eyes, as if countless conspiracies were brewing .

Puchi!

The head of the Supreme Demon Lord was cut open by the divine sword, and exploded into black smoke.

After beheading the Demon Venerable's head, the divine sword immediately exploded and split into countless small sword qi, strangling towards the three elders.

(End of this chapter)