Ancient Ancestral Gods

3The five Half-step Martial Saint s made their move at the same time, but they were already a step too late, and were stopped by Xiao Zhe.    

    

That huge storm hand had already covered Xiao Fan's body.    

    

Everyone was extremely anxious and didn't know what to do.    

    

Xiao Zhe's methods were too powerful, they could not immediately break through and help Xiao Fan.    

    

At that moment, everyone's heart was hanging by a thread. Could it be that if Xiao Fan was able to take away his Xiao Fan's certificate, he would step forward and become a great devil?    

    

Just when everyone was worried, they saw a golden light being released from the storm, and a powerful aura soaring into the sky.    

    

In the next moment, streaks of gray-red sword gleams slashed out like torrential rain, like a blooming flower of swords.    

    

All of a sudden, countless of sword beams released eight times the power, the entire space was exploding, the beacons of fire shot into the sky, causing the huge storm hand to scatter, revealing Xiao Fan's noble appearance.    

    

"This child is truly not simple. In the future, he will be stronger than any of us here."    

    

"Fortunately, he did not have Xiao Zhe's evil intentions. When he attacked with his full strength, Xiao Fan was able to escape danger!"    

    

Seeing Xiao Fan being able to struggle free from Xiao Zhe's devil palms, the five Half-step Martial Saint were all considerably shocked.    

    

In their eyes, the talent of Xiao Fan, whose power had been awakened, was extremely dreadful. Before long, he would definitely be able to surpass all of the Half-step Martial Saint present here.    

    

This was a pure seedling, who needed to be saved from Xiao Zhe's hands, and could not let Xiao Zhe's scheme succeed.    

    

Even though Xiao Fan had broken through Xiao Zhe's first wave of attack, he was not out of danger, and was too close to Xiao Zhe.    

    

The five Zhizun realm experts attacked once more as brilliant rays of light radiated from their bodies like five suns.    

    

The intense energy fluctuations caused the sky to tremble, the earth to shake, and everything below was being destroyed.    

    

Five extremely powerful energy attacks rushed towards Xiao Zhe, instantly transforming into a gigantic ice-cold greatsword that danced in the air as ice and frost danced about. The gigantic longspear rumbled like a falling pillar.    

    

The golden mace split the sky, as terrifying as a broken heavenly beam.    

    

Tens of thousands of fists descended like falling stars. Sword light flashed, and the sky net covered them.    

    

The terrifying attacks of the five Half-step Martial Saint s all concentrated towards Xiao Zhe.    

    

The terrifying energy fluctuations made it seem as if the sky would collapse.    

    

Xiao Zhe wasn't afraid in the slightest. Waving his hands, a terrifying storm of energy engulfed the five Half-step Martial Saint's attacks, creating a terrifying scene akin to thousands of nuclear bombs exploding.    

    

A sea of fire surged in the sky as a violent shockwave blasted outwards. The earth below them collapsed with a loud bang, and many people were torn apart to death before they could even leave this place.    

    

At the same time, Xiao Zhe did not forget to continue capturing Xiao Fan.    

    

He opened his palm, and a huge palm came crashing down. The power behind it was so great that it caused mountains to crumble.    

    

Xiao Fan was not afraid either. With the appearance of the Battlefield of Gods, his aura had become stronger and the ocean of energy was roaring around him.    

    

His palms struck out, and a buddhist light shone from within as a huge buddhist palm appeared. One moment it was from gods, one moment it was from dragons, one moment it was from yakshas, one moment it was from asura and eight times it was from buddhist energy.    

    

With a boom, the two giant palms collided. The collision was intense, and thunder and lightning rampaged through the area.    

    

But Xiao Zhe's palm strike was too powerful, the cracks on the Buddha's palm seemed to be on the verge of collapse.    

    

"Hahaha!" "Legend has it that the cultivation techniques of the mysterious buddhist sects are truly my good sons. Give them all to father, and you can obtain the supreme Divine Throne!" Xiao Zhe immediately laughed out loud, and the aura around his body became even more terrifying.    

    

The Buddhist Sect was a mysterious sect that only appeared in legends. It was powerful and mysterious.    

    

Xiao Zhe did not expect Xiao Fan to know Buddhist techniques, it was really his blessing.    

    

As long as he obtained a buddhist cultivation technique, his strength would increase by an unprecedented amount, and his chances of breaking through to the supreme Divine level would increase.    

    

The faces of the five Half-step Martial Saint s became more and more serious, and their worries became even more severe.    

    

The Buddhist Sect was indeed a powerful and mysterious sect. The cultivation techniques within it were coveted by many.    

    

If Xiao Zhe was allowed to learn another buddhist cultivation technique, it would truly be a huge piece of bad news.    

    

But Xiao Zhe's methods were too strong, all five of them were trapped within Xiao Zhe's Storm Array, unable to escape.    

    

The pressure that Xiao Fan was currently bearing was immense and extremely dangerous, he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand Xiao Zhe's crazy attacks.    

    

The terrifying palm power directly smashed onto Xiao Fan's body, causing Xiao Fan to be instantly injured. He vomited a mouthful of blood as the Battlefield of Gods's barrier began to crack.    

    

"What do we do, what do we do!"    

    

"I can't go out, that old bastard, Xiao Zhe, is too scary!"    

    

"How did this old thing cultivate to be so strong!"    

    

The five Martial Saints were trapped in the Storm Array and were extremely anxious, not knowing what to do.    

    

Xiao Zhe was too terrifying and abnormal, locking them in place and preventing them from supporting Xiao Fan.    

    

Right now, Xiao Fan was injured, and the situation was not looking good.    

    

If this continued, Xiao Fan would be captured by Xiao Zhe sooner or later.    

    

"Xiao Fan is injured, go help him!" In the distant Spirit City, he rapidly stomped on the ground, forming a deep crater as he looked at Xin Er.    

    

He was extremely anxious and worried, and wished that he could immediately take action and help Xiao Fan.    

    

However, his cultivation was too low, and any enemy below the Immortal King Stage could only defend a little; he would only be courting his own death if he were to go up.    

    

Xin Er was different on the side. That was an inconspicuous Half-step Martial Saint.    

    

In such a dangerous moment, only Xin Er was able to help Xiao Fan.    

    

"No, he hasn't asked me to help yet, he can still handle it!" Xin Er gazed at the distant Xiao Fan, full of confidence as he spoke.    

    

This battle was extremely critical, and the outcome would determine whether or not they could unravel the mystery and walk out of the dreamscape.    

    

Furthermore, Xiao Fan had told her before that he wouldn't let her help him unless he had no other choice.    

    

This battle seemed to be dangerous, but it was also a form of training for Xiao Fan.    

    

Passing this hurdle would be of great help to Xiao Fan.    

    

"But it is truly too terrifying. It is as if I am seeing that scene back then again. I truly cannot bear it!" Spirit City was worried, the scene of Xiao Fan falling into the spatial crack surfaced in his mind.    

    

Xiao Fan's current dangerous environment could be said to be the same as before.    

    

As a practitioner of that year, he did not want to see the possibility of Xiao Fan's death once again.    

    

"Trust him!" When Xin Er felt the strong emotional fluctuations in Spirit City, she could guess how heartbreaking that moment was.    

    

But Xiao Fan did not send any signal for help, she believed that Xiao Fan was capable of dealing with the enemy in front of her.    

    

Xiao Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his slightly pale face revealed a faint smile as he looked at Xiao Zhe.    

    

The ferocious attack of the Half-step Martial Saint was truly powerful, Xiao Zhe did not even have to use much strength, and was able to injure him.    

    

"My son, you really make me proud. Go back to my side!" Xiao Zhe was even more excited, his performance was far, far beyond his expectations.    

    

Xiao Zhe waved both of his hands again, and a huge palm with energy like an ocean grabbed towards Xiao Fan with great power.