Three Sisters Chop Me to Upgrade

Yang Xiaofan sat in white clothes to win the snow, his handsome face was intoxicating, and he became the only one among the stars.

He did die just now, but before he died, he mobilized the power of time and reversed life and death.

It is difficult to resurrect. Under normal circumstances, the power of time will cause a huge load on the body. However, Yang Xiaofan has the Eye of God, and this load is greatly reduced.

In comparison with digitalization, the normal reversal of life and death requires a cost of ten percent, while having the Eye of God only costs thirty percent.

The price is the disappearance of an eye of God, of course, it only disappears temporarily, and it will recover after a period of recuperation. This is the horror of the eye of God.

If it is the eyes of the Moon God, the eyes will be completely useless after reversing life and death.

The battered double-headed black thorn scorpion reunited and retreated in panic. It was obviously retreating, but it was getting closer and closer to Yang Xiaofan.

Yang Xiaofan grabbed the huge two-headed black thorn scorpion, and bit it frantically, as **** and terrifying as an ancient giant beast.

A terrifying aura was released from his body, a large number of the laws of uprightness gushing out from his body, and colorful auspicious clouds enveloped the starry sky.

"Stop him! He wants to break through!" A strong man noticed something and shouted in horror.

The ten god-level powerhouses slaughtered towards Yang Xiaofan together, offering various powerful spells in fear.

It would be difficult to suppress him just by breaking through physical cultivation and soul cultivation to the **** level. If he breaks through spiritual cultivation, it will be even harder to kill him!

"Om~"

The strange sound of Heaven's Tao sounded, and colorful auspicious clouds poured into Yang Xiaofan's body.

Tens of thousands of stars around Hanoi gave birth to big mines and life.

Yang Xiaofan made a god.

After studying the principles of this group of creatures for so long, he finally raised his sentiment.

The strong are shocked, how could this be! His talent is so strong, it should be very difficult to break through, at least there should be a catastrophe, why not even a catastrophe!

Yang Xiaofan squeezed the double-headed black spine in his hand, using its flesh and blood to form the coffin of "Sky Burial Technique".

He lifted the coffin to buckle a fast-rushing strong man in it, kicked it flying, and the coffin smashed into several strong men.

In the fifth layer of the God of Fighting Technique, "Holy Method of Fighting", Jin Zhidao rolled frantically, smashing a monster with one fist, and kicking a monk with one kick.

The eye of God that could still be used was shining, and its combat power multiplied exponentially.

The soul is running at an extremely fast speed, and this group of god-level powerhouses has been able to easily display the magic techniques that have been comprehended for millions of years.

In just one second, all the god-level powerhouses that came up under the siege were blown away.

In the dim starry sky, the colorful divine light enveloped Yang Xiaofan, and the sacred and domineering aura was suffocating.

The horror, jealousy, and fear filled their hearts with the shocking views of the ten powerful gods.

They tried to say something with trembling lips, but couldn't say it.

They have been hailed as geniuses since they were young, but compared to him, they are just shit!

It is difficult for ordinary creatures to comprehend a law, and he comprehend a lot!

Body, spirit, and soul three cultivation, proficient in rune magic, can learn any kind of magic in a short time... who can compare it in this world!

Why is there such an evil genius in the world!

A monk took a deep breath and shouted: "Friends of Taoism! Prepare to fight to the death, this time you must kill him!"

"Kill! Endlessly die!"

"You have to fight even if you are the Supreme God!"

More than a dozen monks burst into tears, and the terrifying aura on their bodies exploded. In an instant, they flew towards all directions of the universe and disappeared.

Yang Xiaofan: "..."

The starry sky became empty, and the Killing God was gone.

Yang Xiaofan didn't chase the group of guys. This account will be calculated later, and first go back to see the evil female clan.

Now that the universe has changed drastically, there is a melee everywhere, and the reason why those gods don't consume him is because they are worried about the sect.

The Killing God will come back sooner or later, she can't give up his body.

Yang Xiaofan looked around the starry sky around him, feeling that everything around him had changed, seeing things closer to the origin of things.

Putting on the mask again, while feeling the Tao, he returned to the evil girl clan.

At this time, the Evil Girl Race and the Black Demon Race are fighting with the Zerg Race, and the battlefield radiates hundreds of galaxies, which is very tragic.

Han Qiu fought with a god-level powerhouse of the Zerg race. Wearing a bunch of god-level weapons, she did not lose sight of her, but it was somewhat difficult to suppress the opponent.

Yang Xiaofan stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the starry sky with a celestial attitude, and Tai Chi figure enveloped these galaxies, releasing the horrible breath.

The creatures on the battlefield stopped fighting and looked up at him.

The face of the Zerg expert who fought Han Qiu suddenly changed, and he looked at Yang Xiaofan in amazement.

He actually came back! Isn't he being chased by more than a dozen god-level powerhouses? And he also broke through to the **** level!

Yang Xiaofan looked at the Zerg powerhouse coldly, "Go away!"

The Zerg powerhouse is very unwilling, "Wait, I will..."

"When~"

The head of the Zerg expert was dizzy, and a brick appeared on its head.

The Zerg powerhouse fell in unwillingness and resentment, it couldn't think of it, the dignified god-level master actually carried out a sneak attack! !

Yang Xiaofan retracted his hand behind his back and blew the bricks, "I can't blame the masters who like to carry their hands. It turns out that it is convenient for sneak attacks.

Han Qiu: "..."

All beings: "..."

Hey, don't add your behavior to all the masters!

The strong Zerg died, and the other Zergs surrendered.

Han Qiu was very happy to see Yang Xiaofan coming back, and wanted to give a warm hug, so that atmosphere disappeared.

"Patriarch, you go back to rest first, I will deal with the battlefield first."

"Okay." Yang Xiaofan nodded.

With a wave of his hand, he carried a monk covered in blood in his hand and kicked it into the Cthulhu Palace like a ball.

"Master! Why kick me!" Qiao Yong screamed.

"What kicked you? I'm helping you temper your body." Yang Xiaofan followed and flew in.

After entering the Cthulhu Palace, Qiao Yong ran into a palace, "Sister! Master wants to hit me!"

He always felt that the master seemed to hate him very much, inexplicably.

Qiao Xuan is processing battlefield data, and her soul power calculation ability is stronger than that of a supercomputer.

Hearing Yang Xiaofan's return, he rushed out and flew Qiao Yong who was blocking the door with his mind, and plunged into Yang Xiaofan's arms, "Senior!"

Qiao Yong: "..."

His weak and small mind was hit again, and his heart ached.

Qiao Xuan cried bitterly in Yang Xiaofan's arms, "Senior, you are finally back!"

She was particularly worried when she learned that Yang Xiaofan was besieged by a group of strong men. That was a god-level strong man. If it weren't for her mother to say don't worry, she would have died in a hurry.

Yang Xiaofan patted Qiao Xuan's back lightly, "Don't worry, I will be fine. The one who can kill me has not been born yet."

"I'll talk about the old days later, I'll give Xiaoyong something first."

"Yeah." Qiao Xuan let go and wiped the tears from his beautiful eyes.

When Qiao Yong saw Yang Xiaofan coming, he hurriedly protected Juju, and said weakly, "Can you be gentle, I'm afraid of pain."

Yang Xiaofan was almost unoccupied. He had a meal, raised his hand, the power of light enveloped Qiao Yong, and his injuries on the battlefield quickly recovered.

Immediately afterwards, under the sluggish gaze of Qiao's sister and brother, he closed one of his eyes.

"Master, what are you..."

"Give you a chance."