Global Fantasy: Only I Can Hang Up!

When the voice fell, the Sanskrit voices high above the sky were bursting with a magnificent aura, and an extremely depressive temperament burst out of the air in an instant. Chen Xuanfeng squinted his eyes without making a sound.

The patriarch of the Taishan clan behind his face changed.

"Could it be that God's right hand is coming?"

There was also a look of fear on his face. How could he think that the Protoss had taken out the great elders of the Protoss in such a big battle, how could this not make him feel scared.

After all, the great elders of the Protoss would not come out under normal circumstances, and they would not do anything publicity as long as they were not too worthy of their attention.

One is that it doesn't match their status, and the other is that they can easily provoke their enemies when they come out.

Because these strong men have survived for so many years, their enemies have also accumulated a lot, so under normal circumstances they will not go out of the mountains, otherwise their enemies will find a chance and will directly kill them.

Therefore, after the patriarch of the Taishan clan saw this situation, he immediately felt that the situation was beyond his expectations.

The sixty-odd races in their own district are not worthy of others' invigorating people like this, so if there is no accident, it must be the reason for Chen Xuanfeng, this infinite god who is notorious among the ten thousand races.

So immediately speak very wisely.

"God's right-hand senior, the juniors won't stay here anymore, just leave you at your disposal~ˇ."

After finishing speaking, he immediately turned around and jumped into the underground magma, and went straight into the tens of thousands of miles, even though he didn't even dare to show his head.

And the cracks in the void slowly opened, and a figure came out from it, dressed in a gray robe, long hair shawl, just like a middle-aged scholar, with a slight hunchback.

Chen Xuanfeng's expression moved, and he felt that this person's strength was indeed extraordinary.

The strength is really strong. This extremely powerful aura came into being in an instant, that is, Chen Xuanfeng was shocked by his aura. Not surprisingly, this person definitely has the strength of the quasi-emperor, and it is even possible that he has the strength of the emperor. This is not good news for Chen Xuanfeng.

Because Chen Xuanfeng can't compare with the strength of Daluo Jinxian in his peak period. Compared with this kind of strong, there is still a big gap. Moreover, the strength of his own clones is useless. At most, it is cannon fodder. All of them were destroyed in just one round.

After seeing this strong breath coming out at this moment, Chen Xuanfeng's mood fell to the bottom, and then an quaint book appeared in the hands of the scholar, with a little aura flashing on it, and things appeared from time to time, and everything floated and floated like one. This book contains ten thousand races like a book.

Chen Xuanfeng squinted his eyes, glanced, and did not speak, but the god Tiancheng and the demon Lin, after seeing this person come out, stood respectfully behind this person, as if it was this person (how good) The younger brother is average.

".｀ Great elder, you are here, you are quick to take action, take this evildoer, otherwise, let him be so arrogant, we really can't stand it anymore."

Shen Tiancheng looked at Chen Xuanfeng, Chen Xuanfeng glanced at Shen Tiancheng, but didn't want to talk to him. Such a guy is really shameless.

This kind of thing, the battle between the younger generations, he couldn't deal with Chen Xuanfeng, so he called out the great elder of his clan. .

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