Landing a Fantasy Game in the World of Mythology

　　boom!

　　The almighty shot directly, stretched out a big hand and grabbed it forward, pinching Lin Fan to death.

　　Ok?

　　Lin Fanhuo turned around, his eyes shone with golden light, like two magic lamps, he swung his silver fists to hit him, and fought against him with his body, he simply didn't know how to spell death.

　　"what..."

　　In the end, no one thought that Lin Fan's silver fist penetrated everything, smashing the powerful arm into flesh, and then continued to charge forward, piercing the opponent's chest!

　　Blood splattered all over the place!

　　Everyone gasped when they saw this scene. What kind of fleshly body is this? Even the high-level energy level can't compete.

　　"It's... incredible!"

　　"Evil! It must be a first-level monster with a special physique!"

　　The cultivators nearby were dumbfounded, and there were so many evil spirits that it was not enough to be as powerful as a mighty one.

　　The eyes of a few great experts were shaking, and they swept over here, their expressions cloudy and uncertain, they were very jealous of Lin Fan, and there was a murderous intent in the depths of their eyes.

　　Lin Fan's spiritual sense was strong, and he instantly sensed these murderous intents. First, he shattered the mighty power he had shot before, and then strode toward them like a killing god.

　　"Show killing intent to me, you will die!".

Chapter 250 The Eight Heavenly Demons! (1/5)

　　"Too arrogant!"

　　"Junior!"

　　"It's up to you!"

　　Lin Fan's words directly angered these four great masters. The existence of this level can really be invincible. As long as they are born, the major monks will be shocked. They dare not easily offend them.

　　They yelled, and a large group of people passed out on the spot, shocking everyone.

　　"boom!"

　　The starlight was overwhelming, Lin Fan squeezed the fist mark in his hand, and the invincible fist burst out.

　　In the cave, it was immediately overwhelmed by the endless rays of light and the vast sound of the sky. All the monks changed color and quickly retreated.

　　"Who is this young man, so strong!"

　　"One person fighting four great powers is terrifying!"

　　"Humph! Most of the "four-two-seven" are showing off their power and will definitely die."

　　Some people were shocked, and naturally some people didn't believe it, and sneered there.

　　"what!!"

　　Suddenly, a scream came out, a figure flew out, blood sprayed, and half of the body was broken.

　　"Look, doomed to fail..."

　　The words came to an abrupt end here, because the figure that flew out was not Lin Fan, but one of the four great powers.

　　"Puff puff!"

　　Next, before everyone could react, three more screams came, and the remaining three great masters were covered in blood, or their heads were broken, or their waists were beheaded, or they were directly smashed to pieces!

　　The blood of the great power spilled, dyeing the entire cave red.

　　"Vulnerable."

　　Lin Fan walked out of the starlight, his hair flying all over his head, his eyes were as cold as electricity, wherever he looked, no one dared to look at him, he felt dazzling and dazzling.

　　In the end, he collected the sea spirit liquid in it, robbed a few powerful storage bags, and went to the next cave.

　　From beginning to end, these monks did not dare to act rashly, and even if he left, the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

　　...

　　"Zhenmodong is hidden, I remember it is in the depths of the sea under the gods..."

　　On a large bluestone, Lin Fan stood with his hands behind his back, his mind wandering, searching for the memories in his mind.

　　He has picked [-] cave dwellings in a row, and obtained many spiritual objects and medicines, some of which were even used by Kunpeng in the past. A pot of wine, a flower, and even a teapot are all treasures.

　　Just when Lin Fan was about to dive into the deep sea, he suddenly felt the familiar fluctuations, and he couldn't help but look at one side, "Tangshan, it seems that he is fighting with someone."

　　After thinking for a while, his feet flickered and disappeared.

　　...

　　On an island, two silhouettes confronted each other, both with vigorous breaths, standing there, as if they were not two people, but two ancient gods. Looking at the land between the two, it was devastated and cracks criss-crossed. Obviously, there was a battle before.

　　A man with a monstrous aura, a heroic figure, thick hair, and a burly and tall figure.

　　The other, with an iron hammer on his back, with a handsome face and blood like a furnace, seems to never go out. It is Tangshan.

　　"Half-demon, the Demon Emperor Jiu Zhan should be handed over. This kind of secret technique is not something you can touch. For aunt's sake, I will spare your life."

　　This person is Wan Changkong, the prince of the Demon Palace, a descendant of the Qing Emperor. He is talented and has the immortal scriptures of Qinglian, and his combat power is extremely terrifying.

　　"Wan Changkong, if you have the ability, come and get it yourself."

　　Tangshan has changed his introverted look, his eyes are sharp, like a god of war standing in the dust, his body is tall, and his aura is not at all inferior.

　　Tangshan has changed his introverted look, his eyes are sharp, like a god of war standing in the dust, his body is tall, and his aura is not at all inferior.

　　"Okay, let's get rid of you first!"

　　boom!

　　Wan Changkong took a step forward, his black hair was messy, and when he came up, he used the unparalleled ancient art, his hands evolved, showing the supreme demon power, like the rebirth of a demon god, suppressing all worlds, and swept away all obstacles.

　　It seems that there is an ancient demon sound, like an immortal battle song, penetrating thousands of worlds and conquering the world.

　　"Eight Demons!"

　　Tang Shan's eyes moved and said these four words.

　　"That's right, I'll suppress you with the eight demons!"

　　Wan Changkong was bubbling with demonic energy, and he used the ancient technique of Heavenly Demon. This was the method created by the Qing Emperor back then. It was suitable for all the demon races in the world. There was no fixed form, only a spiritual brand.

　　Boom!

　　The island trembled, and Wan Changkong directly killed him.

　　Tang Shan snorted softly, holding the Tianhao Hammer in his hand, and also flew up, instead of fighting fiercely in the void.

　　Both are good at close combat, and they can kill people anywhere on their bodies. In this sea area, there is a roar, and the island is about to collapse. It hits the sky from the void, and then hits the seabed from the sky, killing the mountains and rivers, making the nearby people lose their color. The monks were all terrified and dared not approach...  

　　"boom!"

　　In the end, the Tianhao Hammer was knocked into the air, and Tangshan became weaker after all.

　　"The Demon Emperor Jiu Zhan has been trained like this by you. It's really a waste. Even my spiritual body can't be defeated. You are a mixed-blood person, which is really a shame for the two families."

　　Wan Changkong looked down at Tangshan from a high position, his eyes were contemptuous, and he had the appearance of a young emperor.

　　"Break you out!"

　　He walks like a tiger, has a majestic appearance, and just has a spiritual body, he has unparalleled combat power, which is shocking.

　　The so-called spiritual body is a deity who is warmly nurtured in the shrine. It has nearly [-]% of the combat power of the deity, and no accident can occur, otherwise the body will be affected and the soul will be damaged.

　　Boom!

　　Wan Changkong once again performed the eight forms of the Heavenly Demon, which has the power to capture the world and the earth.

　　How can Tangshan resist in an injured state, and he will soon be abolished by him.

　　"boom!"

　　Suddenly, a vast and terrifying air machine appeared, setting off a huge wave, like a tsunami, the entire island collapsed.

　　A figure appeared at an incredible speed. In the endless waves, a white finger pointed out, and divine light burst out and landed on Wan Changkong's palm.

　　"Oh!"

　　A sound of 4.3 quakes, like the ringing of the bell of the gods in the heavens, and like a god craftsman holding a heavenly hammer, echoing in the ten directions, and the sound wave ripples drown everything.

　　"Well..."

　　Wan Changkong snorted and looked shocked, only to feel a majestic force coming, smashing his Heavenly Demon in eight ways, and incidentally piercing his palm, the attacking power was extremely terrifying.

　　"who are you?"

　　The person who came was simply unfathomable, and with just one finger, it was so powerful that it had to be looked at.

　　Amidst the mist, a azure robe was looming, hair fluttering, skin gleaming and lustrous, out of the dust and aloof, only two words came out, "Lin Fan."

　　Lin Fan!Star God Body Lin Fan!

　　As strong as Wan Changkong, his pupils shrank lightly at this moment, the star god body appeared here, and he was still so young, which made him feel a strong pressure. .

Chapter 251 The pride of the tyrant! (2/5)

　　On the island, the fog completely dissipated, revealing Lin Fan's figure.

　　Tsing Yi hunting, standing in the air, proud of the past and present, like a congenital god, overlooking the vicissitudes of the world.

　　Although it looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, the weather is already obvious, and there is invisible oppression just standing there.

　　"Lin Fan, the celestial body, didn't expect to be so young."

　　After Wan Changkong became the Demon Emperor after all, his mood quickly calmed down. Not only did he have the bloodline of the Qing Emperor, but he was also a Celestial Demon Body. He asked himself that he was not weaker than the Star God Body.

　　"This is a matter between my demon palace, it has nothing to do with you, just step back."

　　His eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't see through Lin Fan. After all, he was only a spiritual body, and he was suppressed by Kunpeng's might, so his combat power could not be fully exerted.

　　"Tangshan is one of the members of my Taichu faction, do you think it has anything to do with it?" Lin Fan said.