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Chen Fan's icy voice sounded, and Nezha Yang Jian, who was kneeling in front of him, and the ten captains of the Bloodthirsty Legion stood up from the ground and stood respectfully behind him.

"Master Shengzi." Sun Wukong took back the golden cudgel in his hand, turned to look at Chen Fan, and ignored Wei Xing who fell to the ground in the distance.

Chen Fan nodded slightly, and slowly walked in front of all the forces of the human race, a powerful majesty burst out from him.

"If you want to use me, Demon Haizong, as a pawn, you are not worthy!" Chen Fan's domineering voice came out.

Xu Daozi, Xuanyuan Huang, Ren Tianqi, and the others all had their faces fixed, staring at Chen Fan in front of them.

"This Heavenly Dao Pavilion has no meaning to exist." Chen Fan glanced at Wei Xing and Wei Chen who were trembling on the ground in the distance, and said indifferently.

"Sun Wukong!".

"The subordinates are here!".

"Give Heavenly Dao Pavilion a ride!". A soaring murderous aura burst out from Chen Fan's body.

At this moment, Taoist Xu, Emperor Xuanyuan and the ancestors of the Supreme Divine Sect did not dare to come out and stop them.

"Okay!" Sun Wukong showed a sinister smile on his face, golden light flashed, and his figure appeared above Wei Xing's head in an instant.

Dancing the golden cudgel in his hand, he smashed it at the top of Wei Xing's head with unstoppable power. At this moment, the situation in Central Continent suddenly changed, and the dark clouds were dense and thunderbolts were thundering.

It seems that there is only the golden cudgel swung down in the world at this moment.

"No! Ren Tianqi, Daoist Xu, save me!" Wei Xing roared with horror on his face.

But no one dared to help him, there are more than a dozen Quasi Emperors watching here in Mohaizong!

No sect wanted to provoke this powerful force, even Daozi Xu and Emperor Xuanyuan remained silent.

A loud bang resounded in everyone's hearts, and the entire Xianque City shook.

Yang Jie, Xuanyuan Wudi and the others looked at the huge bottomless pit in front of them, and their eyes twitched.

Fortunately, I wasn't as stupid as Wei Chen just now, otherwise, the ancestor of my sect might be under this huge pit.

Under the huge pit, Sun Wukong resisted the golden cudgel in his hand and flew out of the huge pit.

There was still a trace of blood on the golden cudgel on Sun Wukong's shoulder, and it was slowly falling to the ground.

Heavenly Dao Pavilion Master Wei Xing was hit by Sun Wukong just now, his body was directly turned into a piece of meat paste, and his soul was wiped out without even a chance to escape.

"Old Ancestor~*!" Wei Chen ran towards the giant pit with a sad expression on his face.

"Huh!" Nezha snorted coldly, and the terrifying coercion instantly pressed Wei Chen to the ground and couldn't move.

Now that his strength has reached the peak of the Quasi Emperor, using his coercion to frighten Wei Chen, the peak cultivator of the Great Saint, is simple.

"Chen Fan, you must die!" Wei Chen stared viciously at Chen Fan with red eyes.

Chen Fan would not be moved, walked slowly in front of Wei Chen, looked down at him and said: "In the next life, don't be so pushy."

Chen Fan raised his palm, and a golden light instantly penetrated Wei Chen's head.

Chen Fan showed no mercy, and imprisoned Wei Chen's spirit with just a grasp of his hand.

Chen Fan threw the soul in his hand to the second grader of the Bloodthirsty Legion. After the second grader bowed his head and thanked Chen Fan, he opened his mouth and swallowed Wei Chen's soul.

Seeing the miserable state of Wei Chen and Wei Xing, the human race present couldn't help but tremble, their faces full of fear.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing Wei Chen, the son of Heavenly Dao Pavilion."

"Reward luck value: two million points.".

The notification sound of the system sounded in Chen Fan's mind. Chen Fan came to the center of own's mind and looked at it divinely. After seeing that his luck value had really increased by two million, he returned to reality.

Now these luck points are useless to him, and now his Demon Sea Sect's power can completely dominate the entire Black Tortoise world.

Chen Fan turned around and walked back to Lei Qianyao Qinglingzi's side, held the hands of the two of them, looked at the people of the human race, with a smile on his face: "Everyone, if there is nothing else, I, Guangpeizong, will take my leave first." .

As soon as the words fell, Chen Fan, the Mohaizong people and Pang De's figure flew to the outside of Xianque City.

Chen Fan still remembered that Pound had arranged a cross-boundary teleportation array outside the city, and the destination was Beihuang.

And the ancestors of the ten thousand races outside the city are still guarding him to go out, why would Chen Fan keep them waiting for so long?

Everyone in Chen Fan controlled the Shenhong and disappeared from the eyes of everyone in the human race in an instant.

"This, Mo Haizong's strength is too terrifying!".

"How is this possible? How can there be a Sect in the Black Tortoise world that can have more than a dozen Quasi Emperors?"

"The strength of this Mo Haizong is probably stronger than all those guys from the Wanzu combined! It's too scary!".

"My sect will never step into the Northern Wilderness again!".

"Every mistake, that's right! A disciple of our clan will not let him go to the Northern Wilderness in the future. If he offends the Demon Sea Sect, then our clan will be doomed!" The Sect Leaders of the human race in the Black Tortoise world talked a lot, discussing the Demon Sea Sect Terrible strength.

"What should we do next? This Chen Fan killed Wei Xing in front of us. "Isn't it just to warn us not to use Mo Haibao as a pawn!" Xu Daozi said with embarrassment.

"This Chen Fan is not simple! It seems that we still think too simple of Mo Haizong!" Emperor Xuanyuan said in a deep voice.

"The Northern Wilderness Demon Sea Sect is too variable! They have the strength to fight against the enemy with our human race and ten thousand races."

"I think we should not offend him, and stop thinking about using the Demon Sea Sect to consume thousands of people. This is very likely to have a bad relationship with the Demon Sea Sect!" said Tian Qi, director of the Rakshasa Pavilion.

The other ancestors of the Supreme Divine Sect nodded in agreement when they heard the words.

At this time, Emperor Xuanyuan seemed to have thought of something suddenly, turned his head to look at the place where Xianque Tower disappeared, and asked puzzledly: "Didn't that old guy Xu Wenling say, "No one is allowed to be in Xianque Tower?"

?".

"Why is the Baoge taken over by Chen Fan now, and why doesn't it come out?".

When the other people heard the words, they were also curious. Could it be that this Spirit Race was also afraid of the strength of Mo Haizong, and did not dare to move (Zhao's) hand?

What they didn't expect was that all the senior leaders of the Spirit Race had died in the hands of Chen Fan.

Everyone is dead, how can they come out and stop it.

"The good show is yet to come, let's go see what happens to the thousands of races outside the city!" Xuanyuancao reminded.

Xu Daozi, Yaoguang Shengzhu and others' eyes lit up, and the figures of several people disappeared in place and appeared on the wall of Xianque City.

"Xu Daozi, what do you think those guys from the Wanzu will do?" Emperor Xuanyuan turned to look at Xu Daozi and asked.

"The sons and goddesses of the generation of the ancient royal family of all races have all died in the hands of Chen Fan, and they will not let Chen Fan go easily." Taoist Xu said with a scheming smile.

"That's right, then we need to take a good look at this battle." Emperor Xuanyuan, Ren Tianqi and the others smiled, and turned their gazes to the high sky outside Xianque City.

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