Fantasy: 10,000 Times The Return, And A Supreme Bone At The Beginning

"court death!"

Jiang He is the ancient god son of the Jiang family.

No matter who sees him, they are all respectful.

How has he ever been despised by a nobody like Zhang Lin?

At this time, he shot angrily.

He clenched his hand into a fist, carrying endless thunder, and threw it towards Chang Lin.

"Looking at you is courting death!"

Zhang Lin was not afraid either, and the five-color light flowed in the palm of his hand.

Innate has five colors, which are endless and mutually reinforcing.

"let me!"

"I come!"

When Zhang Lin made a move, there were others who were faster than him.

The body of Yaoguang Treasure glowed, and he took a step forward, punching fiercely, and went straight to meet him.

Taichu also turned into a man of light, his fist was shining brightly, and he received Jiang He's thunder fist at the same time as Yaoguang.

boom!

The loud noise was accompanied by the rupture of the void, and the skin-piercing wind.

It spreads to the surroundings, shaking endless vegetation, sand and gravel.

now.

Zhang Lin's five-color palm prints were also directly printed on Jiang He's body.

boom!

Jiang He let out a muffled groan, and flew out directly backwards.

Among the three.

Zhang Lin is not a fighting talent, but he has merged with the Innate Five Elements fairy queen.

It directly makes up for the shortcomings of combat.

As for Yaoguang and Taichu, Jiang He's strength is not in vain.

Against the three of them, 060 is naturally at a disadvantage.

However, it was just a tentative attack at first.

Zhang Lin's palm didn't cause much harm to Jiang He.

"This is your strength?"

"Just a piece of garbage like you, I'll punch you one by one!"

Zhang Lin stared proudly, with his nostrils facing the yellow crane.

Words are full of disdain.

"You think highly of him."

"Hehe, Ancient Son of God?"

"In the words of adults, they are just a group of cowards who dare not face reality."

"It's just such a piece of rubbish, I'll pay you dozens of punches!"

Taichu also looked at Jiang He with disdain.

From the moment he despised Chen Xuanqing, he was doomed to be ridiculed by the collective.

"The layout is small."

"I guess Brother Man punches hundreds of punches!"

Fluctlight directly fills up the knife.

Although there are few words, the disdain between the words is even worse than the two of them.

"I'll tear the mouths of the three of you!"

Jiang He forcibly suppressed the oscillating inner breath, his face was as gloomy as iron.

With a flash of brilliance in his hand, a crimson stove appeared.

When the stove appeared, the air in this world suddenly rose.

The stove is carved with flowers, plants and trees, flying insects and animals, which are lifelike (bjbd).

Although the stove lid was not opened, the void around the stove was also distorted by the fiery breath and burning traces.

"Spell Magic Treasures?"

Zhang Lin frowned, with a look of disdain, and greeted him.

"Brothers, let's smash him to death with Magic Treasures!"

A group of them, in the treasure house of the Xiangu clan, can be said to have made a lot of money.

Compared to Realm, they are mostly under twenty, maybe slightly less.

But compared to strength, compared to Magic Treasures, have they ever been afraid of others?

Zhang Lin moved first, only to see him flick his sleeve robe.

Countless battle flags filled with immortal brilliance appeared, floating around Jiang He.

"Quasi-celestial artifact?"

"Or a quasi-celestial artifact of the formation flag?"

Jiang He's pupils shrank slightly, a little unbelievable.

His Emperor Furnace is nothing more than a Supreme weapon.

Now the world of the Three Thousand Dao Domains is gradually drying up, and all kinds of immortal gold materials are scarce.

Immortal artifacts and quasi-immortal artifacts are mostly inherited from ancient times.

Extreme weapons are generally the limit of the current three thousand domains.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lin Yi is a quasi-celestial weapon!

Moreover, it is an even rarer quasi-immortal artifact of the formation flag type, so how could he not be surprised?

"I tell you to face the reality and sleep on your own!"

"It's not your fault that you don't know much."

"look here."

In the beginning, he grinned and spoke mockingly.

A fan also appeared in his hand, which was neither gold nor wood nor stone, exuding a strong immortal brilliance.

"A quasi-celestial weapon again?!"

Jiang He's pupils trembled.

A quasi-celestial artifact is already very rare.

Unexpectedly, there were two in succession!

More importantly, the holders of these two quasi-celestial weapons are their own enemies.

"hehe..."

at this time.

Yaoguang chuckled, and a large seal exuding immortal brilliance was floating above his head.

Jiang He swallowed unconsciously.

He somewhat regretted offering the Emperor Furnace.

Otherwise, they would never face the three quasi-immortal artifacts.

"Smash!"

Zhang Lin didn't give him a chance to speak, and with a wicked smile on his face, he let out a low drink.

The array flags around Jiang He exploded suddenly, bursting out with various extremely gorgeous glows.

At the beginning, you are also welcome, and directly hit the quasi-conquerable area.

No vision came out, and the space where Jiang He was located suddenly burst, revealing endless void.

The big seal on the top of Yaoguang's head shone a blazing light, pointing directly at where Jiang He was.

The space where Jiang He was located was separated from the sky and the earth by Zhang Lin with an array flag.

No sound came out, and the space outside the formation was not affected in any way.

The heaven and earth within the array flags are directly nihilized.

When the three quasi-immortal artifacts showed their power, Jiang He naturally annihilated accordingly.

The ancient god son of the Jiang family did not cause any waves.

"Spell Magic Treasures?"

"You deserve it too?"

Zhang Lin looked contemptuous, and swept the banner with his hands, and the formation flag returned to his hands again.

If Jiang He confronted them head-on, the three might not be able to win so quickly.

But fighting for Magic Treasures is just asking for a dead end.

"The ancient god son of the Jiang family, Jiang He.

"just this?"

Some of the onlookers rubbed their eyes, suspecting that they were hallucinating.

Logically speaking, people like Jiang He.

In this era, it will also bloom its due brilliance.

But in the blink of an eye, Jiang He, who had previously ignored the Celestial Immortals Supreme and despised the Quartet.

At this moment, the waves didn't even stir up a bit, and they went straight off.

Some of their brains couldn't react.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

“Illusion Art, definitely Illusion Art!”

Zhang Zhenwu's eyes were slightly dull, and he shouted.

He really couldn't believe that Jiang He, who could overwhelm Supreme, died like this.

It's so magical.

"By the way, there is also you!"

"If I send you down, I'll know if it's Illusion Art!"

Zhang Lin turned his head to look at Zhang Zhenwu, and smiled coldly.

"Come on, you!"

Zhang Zhenwu put away the long halberd in his hand, and turned his eyes to Zhang Lin.

The reason why he put away the long halberd was because he didn't want to be bombarded by quasi-immortal weapons.

He is also confident that with his means, he will not be weaker than these brats.

"You guys stop."

"He let me come."

When Zhang Lin and Yaoguang were about to make a move.

Zhang Baoen stretched out his arm to stop them.

Several people looked at each other, pondered for a while, and retreated a few steps.

Zhang Zhenwu is from the real dynasty, so Zhang Baoen should do it himself.

Zhang Baoen looked a little indifferent, looked at Zhang Zhenwu, and shouted.

"Didn't you always want to kill me?"

"Give you a chance!"

"come!".