Chapter 2207

"Boom!"

The void was ripped open by Long Fan, and a large-scale collapse occurred.

The powerful force surged, but could not pose a threat to Wang Teng.

Wang Teng lightly tapped his toes, and a powerful force condensed and burst out, shaking Long Fan's powerful body apart. The powerful force caused Long Fan's body to fall rapidly. At the same time, Wang Teng's body rose into the air like a sword that soared into the sky, avoiding Long Fan's powerful and violent attack.

Then Wang Teng paused a little in the void, and suddenly shot backwards, diving towards Long Fan. When the magical power of Creation was used to reach its limit, his whole body emitted a sacred light, and the fist marks in his hand seemed to be able to break everything and land heavily on Long Fan.

"Ao~~"

Long Fan let out a cry of pain, his body slammed hard on the ground, sank the ground, and the radius of thousands of miles collapsed, and smoke and dust rolled.

The flesh has mottled cracks and blood flows.

"You're defeated."

Wang Teng fell on Long Fan's huge body, and when he saw Long Fan's blood flowing down, he felt a pity.

“It’s so wasteful.”

Wang Tengsui took out a magic weapon in the space container and collected the dragon blood overflowing from Long Fan's body.

The dragon's blood and blood are too strong, and it is filled with huge amounts of energy and substances, which can be called the treasure of blood and energy.

Seeing this, Long Fan yelled. This bastard was really thinking about his dragon blood!

I am too skillful in collecting dragon blood.

He struggled fiercely. As the most amazing genius of the young generation of the demon world, he was defeated so miserably now. He was defeated by the contemporary saint of the Immortal Dynasty and was suppressed by the other party to the ground and collect dragon blood. This was simply a great humiliation.

"Don't be nervous, I won't kill you by my own people. This is just a show of it and show it to others."

Seeing that Long Fan was struggling fiercely and seemed to be fighting with him, Wang Teng quickly sent a voice to Long Fan's spiritual sense.

After receiving the transmission of Wang Teng's spiritual sense, Long Fan was stunned.

When will the Immortal Pilgrimage Son be his own people?

"What are you talking about, who are you?"

Long Fan echoed.

"It's only been a few years since I saw you, don't you remember me? We've seen you a few years ago in the demon world."

Wang Teng continued to send a message: "At that time, you and I had fought each other for the grand event in the demon world."

Hearing Wang Teng’s reminder, Long Fan’s huge pupils suddenly shrank into the tip of the needle, and immediately shivered all over, saying horror: “It’s you?!”

During the previous battle, he vaguely felt the look of the immortal pilgrimage in front of him looking at him, which was exactly the same as the bastard at the beginning, and the figures of the two were also overlapping inexplicably.

When Wang Teng was at this moment, Long Fan was completely sure that the immortal pilgrimage son in front of him was the terrifying human bastard who was thinking about refining him!

Suddenly, a strong sense of fear arose in Long Fan's heart, and he immediately struggled even harder.

Even though several years have passed, he still remembers the fact that Wang Teng muttered to himself, thinking about his dragon blood and trying to refine him.

At this moment, he was very frightened. If he had known that this immortal pilgrimage son was actually Wang Teng, he would not have come to challenge the other party even if he had beaten to death.

This is clearly a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

"Stop, you...what do you want to do? Didn't you say you are your own people? What are you doing now?"

Long Fan struggled violently, and at the same time, his spiritual sense transmitted a voice and roared at Wang Teng.

"Collection of dragon blood."

Wang Teng’s honest and honest way.

"You...you still want to refine me? I knew that from the beginning, you were thinking about me!"

"Stop it quickly, otherwise I will call someone!"

Hearing Wang Teng's answer, Long Fan's dragon face turned green immediately, and he said with grief and anger.

"Don't be excited, I'm just charging a little bet. This is just for others to see. Do you understand? How could I really think about your dragon blood? This is a vain thing. Don't think about it."

Wang Teng comforted, while the space container in his hand was still continuously collecting the golden dragon blood that Long Fan poured out: "By the way, our bet just now seemed to mention dragon meat. You are so big, how about you cutting me three thousand kilograms of dragon meat?"

"Roar~~"

When Long Fan heard this, he immediately raised his head and yelled, and his body struggled violently: "Bastard, while you collect my dragon blood, you are still thinking about the flesh on my body. You said you are not thinking about me, I will fight with you!"

"Dong!"

However, Wang Teng directly took out a treasure tripod, and knocked Long Fan on the head with a "boom", which made Long Fan dizzy on the spot. He shook his head and finally fainted on the ground.

In the distance, when the senior executives of the Burning Heaven Sect saw this scene, they all twitched their eyes.

Obviously, I didn't expect that the saint son of this Immortal Dynasty would be so terrifying. He suppressed the cultivation level and limited the early stage of the Divine Marquis, and he still had such strong strength to surpass the level to suppress Long Fan, the saint son of the dragon clan of the demon world.

If Long Fan is not strong enough, it would be fine.

But the strength of this dragon clan saint is also extremely powerful, and he really has the ability to suppress his contemporaries. The strength and power shown in the early realm of the God King are no longer inferior to those of the God Emperor realm.

Moreover, after manifesting the body of the prehistoric ancestor dragon, its momentum, power and strength surged, but in the end it still failed to suppress Wang Teng and was defeated by him.

At this moment, watching Wang Teng knocking Long Fan out of his shadow, and happily collecting the dragon blood overflowing from Long Fan's body, the people of the Burning Heaven Sect felt a little at a loss.

The demon clan is their ally.

Long Fan came here at this moment to help them divert the attention of the immortal pilgrimage son.

As a result, the other party explained himself to him now...

In the dark, the powerful men from the demon clan finally couldn't stand seeing this scene.

They all manifested themselves.

"The Immortal Pilgrimage Son is indeed extremely charming and has the greatest strength in the world. This battle was defeated by the Dragon Son of my demon clan. I would like to ask His Highness to show mercy."

King Chiyan spoke.

They manifested themselves as they accompanied Long Fan and admired the invincible style of the immortal pilgrimage son.

Seeing the members of the demon clan, the senior executives of the Fentian Sect immediately pretended to be vigilant and quickly blocked the Chiyan King and others, as if they were protecting Wang Teng.

Wang Teng's followers, Han Yu and others, also surrounded Wang Teng.

"Everyone, we have no malice. We are here just to admire the peerless style of the contemporary holy son of the Immortal Dynasty."

King Chiyan was not nervous and said gently.

Wang Teng waved his hand and asked Han Yu and others to retreat.

At the same time, he also stopped collecting dragon blood, glanced at King Chiyan and others, and suddenly his eyes twitched.

In the distance, there was a breath approaching quickly. Although the breath-catching skills were very good, under the sensation of Wang Teng's mind and eye field and the breathing method of all things, he could clearly feel the other party's arrival.

God Emperor!

He was terrified.

The demon clan actually has a god emperor?!

What is this to do?

Does the other party want to kill him?

Thinking of this, Wang Teng's mouth twitched and he shivered.
Chapter completed!