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Can't find it in the underworld, there is only one possibility, the soul is gone.

The victors of the year were all destroyed.

"Is it you who did it? Or is it the backhand left by your three clans?" Lin Fan asked, not in a hurry to attack, not in a hurry.

He should be in a hurry, because the dragon plane is continuously drawing his power.

"No, it's not me. The ghost of the quasi-sage can't get out of the underworld, and it's not the back of the three clans. Long Han is destroyed, do you think the strong of the three clans can survive? Those who survive are either bereaved dogs, or they are all kneeling. Kneeling The traitors who killed the three clans were more ruthless than other clans in the wild."

"Since they are not behind, then the winners of the Dragon Han Dynasty, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches all fell? Even the ethnic group did not end well. You won't tell me it's a coincidence, will you?"

The witch clan was destroyed, leaving only a small part of the reincarnation of the Empress of the Earth left.

Desolate, genocide!

"Young man, you are very smart. But smart people often don't live long."

In terms of Zhulong's long life, it is not an exaggeration to call Lin Fan a young man.

"Don't worry, Gu can live until the world is destroyed. The world is destroyed, but Gu is still there." Lin Fan replied.

"What a big tone! You guessed right, their demise is not a coincidence. The final battle of Longhan, the three clans fought to the death, and the last bloodshed. Before the fall, curses are issued. Curse the winners, curse their clans."

Zhulong suddenly smiled mysteriously.

"I'll tell you another piece of news. There were so many strong people back then, why are the Six Sages now sanctified?"

"Why?" Lin Fan asked.

"Because those who are qualified have fallen."

"The Six Sages didn't attack you back then?"

Lin Fan felt a chill in his heart, what a terrible curse.

It was so silent that even the quasi-sage couldn't guard against it.

It is estimated that the fallen quasi-sage, until his death, only thought that his fall was because the other party wanted to kill and seize the treasure.

Zhulong Yinhun sneered, avoiding this topic, "All the mediocre people in the wild think that Sanqing is the authentic Pangu, but they don't know that Sanqing has never said that he is the authentic Pangu. Those mediocre people, when they see others succeed, the first thing they think is that they have a success." A good background, not someone else's efforts, deserves to be mediocre for a lifetime."

Not quasi-sage, in the eyes of Zhulong Yinhun, they are all mediocre.

"If my dragon clan had a talent like you back then, how could it have been destroyed? What a pity! He is a hero, my enemy is my enemy, his mediocrity is my talent. Unfortunately, you are not a dragon, otherwise I would really hate to kill you. Know With that much, you can die in peace.”

Zhulong took a deep look at Lin Fan, his deep dragon eyes seemed to be able to see through the void of the universe.

The terrifying power erupted, and the immortal essence was as vast as the sea, endless, flocking to the land of the dragon plane.

On the ground, countless blood, countless resentment, and death energy gathered, and then the river of blood rose into the sky, and the phantoms of twelve demon gods condensed behind the ghost of Zhulong.

The demon god stood in the void, turning the void into reality, showing a face shrouded in magic light.

The Twelve Ancestors!

The twelve demon gods are exactly the twelve ancestor witches.

Gong Gong, Ju Mang, and Zhu Rong are so lifelike that it is hard to tell whether they were transformed by the immortals or the real ancestral witches who came from the past to the present.

"They are transformed by my magical powers. I call them the Twelve Witch Gods! Do it!"

Zhulong didn't do anything, but the twelve witch gods summoned by Zhulong.

Twelve violent shouts rang out in unison, and the shouts shook the world.

Click, the fragments of Wangxiangtai floating in the void exploded again.

This time, it exploded without leaving any fragments, and was directly annihilated into powder.

The twelve witch gods shot with all their strength, each bursting out with the strongest combat power.

The divine body is incomparably stalwart, exuding an ancient and ferocious aura.

Not a witch, not a god, not a fairy, not a human

The divine dragon stepped on by the sorcerer God Zhu Jiuyin turned into a long knife, and cut it down with one blow, the light of the knife covered the sky and the sun.

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Lin Fan raised his sword to meet him, and the battle turned into daylight in an instant.

The Heavenly Sword's sword intent was fully displayed, and the thousand-handed Tathagata unfolded his dharma, and the thousand-handed bombardment.

The combat strength of the Dragon Fist is increased, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist is fully deployed, and the movement is extremely fast.

Combining speed, strength, and destructive power, Lin Fan, who is in full combat power, is extremely terrifying.

Fighting against the twelve witches and gods, or close combat with boxing, supernatural powers, or swordsmanship, or physical collision.

The quasi-saint soldiers cut and suppressed from time to time.

Even Candle Dragon Yinhun, who was watching the battle, felt that this battle was thrilling, no less than every quasi-holy battle in Longhan.

While thrilling, Candle Dragon Ghost was even more shocked.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches he summoned were not the Twelve Ancestral Witches from the Long Han period.

At that time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still young and not as powerful as they were later.

And what he summoned were the Twelve Ancestral Witches from the Lich War period.

That was the peak state of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Kill the Heavenly Court and fight against the then Heavenly Emperor Dijun and Donghuangtai.

At that time, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were really tyrannical.

There is no saint to support, but the entire heaven is supported by many strong men.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi did not rely on saints, but on their own strength.

Unlike the current emperor of heaven, there is a saint standing behind him.

If you don't stand up to the saint, I'm afraid someone else will go to heaven.

"Nine Art of Heavenly Sword!" With Lin Fan's combat power at full strength, he unleashed both swords and two quasi-saint soldiers with the strongest power.

The blood demon sword and the world-destroying sword light cross the plane of the dragon.