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Ye Fan rose into the air with a single step, and flew thousands of meters away from the ground.
Seeing that, Eighteen Copper Men also rushed forward explosively at the same time.
Hundreds of thousands of people were gathered below, waiting to see this shocking battle.
Sometimes, watching a battle between powerhouses could bring about great benefits, which would be better than bitter training for a month.
"Fighting against eighteen people of the same cultivation level, has he gone mad?" The little white fox cried out in alarm.
Under the combined power of those eighteen people, it was estimated that even their late stage of Soul Formation could be easily annihilated. How could they possibly contend against them?
"Don't forget, my brother is an existence that possesses three types of godly powers!" Ye Linger came over silently, obviously interested in this White Fox.
Where did he hook up with this little demoness?
"Your brother?" The little white fox frowned. She could also feel the divine power fluctuations coming from Ye Linger's body and couldn't help but be shocked in her heart.
"If it was three before, then it should be four now!" she added.
F * ck me!
Ye Linger's expression changed, where the hell did he steal another God Power? Isn't he too much of a bastard!
In the sky, eighteen bronze men, led by little white-dragon, lined up like a pyramid.
The little white-dragon at the front had a cold expression and shouted: "Rakasha Hall, Heavenly Star Technique!"
Boom ~
A surge of energy gushed forth from him, as the energy of the others frenziedly gushed into his body.
Rumble ~
The color of the sky and earth suddenly changed. Above his head, the Stellar Transposition astonishingly appeared an image of a vast starry sky.
A powerful force descended from the sky!
Soon after, a blue phantom slowly appeared.
This demonic dragon-headed person held a halberd made of Ling Tian in his hand, and his entire body was surrounded by mystical Qi.
The aura it gave off far exceeded the scope of late stage of Soul Formation and most likely had already reached the Void Refining Stage.
The Rakasha Hall's Heavenly Star Technique used a secret technique to summon the ancient demon gods to fight. The stronger the cultivation, the more terrifying the demon gods that were summoned would be.
In the past, little white-dragon's own strength was unable to activate the Heavenly Star Technique.
Ye Fan's pupils shrank, curled his lips, and said: "You're floating with such a little power? "Innocent!"
The little white-dragon shrugged and said: "The two of us should also have a good fight!"
"You cheated, you eighteen hit me!"
little white-dragon: "
Weren't you awesome just now? Why did he instantly submit?
The faces of the remaining seventeen bronze men darkened on the spot!
In that instant, the demon god roared and sent his halberd flying.
Crackle ~
Wherever the halberd passed, space itself shattered, and a series of sonic booms rang out.
The Demon God was already extremely close to the Void Refinement Stage, so how terrifying was his strength?
Furthermore, the speed at which he made his move, was even faster than Ye Fan's escaping speed by several folds.
Motherf * cker!
Before Ye Fan could escape, the halberd flew towards him like a wall.
"thunderbolt wing!"
"Cold Martial Armor!"
Clang, clang, clang. Tens of thousands of golden scales instantly enveloped his entire body. The thunderbolt wing also curled together and curled into a huge golden ball.
Clang ~
With an explosive sound, the golden ball was ruthlessly sent flying several kilometers away!
The strength of the Demon God was far beyond what ordinary cultivators could compare with!
"This ? Young Master won't blame us, right?"
"It's fine. The young lord is blaming us, so let's tie up the boss!" The Eighteen Copper Men whispered.
little white-dragon:?
You heartless things!
"Good!" Very good, then let's fight! "
"Sword, come!"
"A true Saint!"
A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar, followed by a series of blurs that exploded outwards.