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Chapter 895 Lei Zhenzi, goodbye to the early days!

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    Even if Chacha is still a short distance away from the quasi-sage king, there is only one central spirit emperor who is the quasi-sage king.

    Bu Feifan asked himself, but he could step into the ultimate realm by opening the Nine Apertures to the Sacred Heart, and enter the Heavenly Emperor level of quasi-sage kings, but he and the Central Spirit Emperor alone could block several quasi-sage kings.

    "Let's go!"

    Chacha said at this time.

    Bu Feifan nodded.

    The two of them walked towards the deepest part of the underworld, where there was a dark space, which was the dojo of Empress Houtu, but Empress Houtu was nowhere to be seen.

    Seemingly seeing Bu Feifan's question, Chacha said: "Houtu Empress has entered the stage of resurrecting the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

    "What? Already entered?" Bu Feifan already.

    "Yes."

    Chacha's expression was a little dignified, and the two walked another distance.

    There were three figures standing there, and upon noticing the arrival of Bu Feifan and Chacha, they immediately greeted them.

    "Pluto, is this the helper you invited?"

    The person who spoke was a middle-aged man wearing the robe of Emperor Bailing.

    "Yes, this is Bu Feifan." Chacha said.

    "Hello, everyone!" Bu Feifan said politely first.

    But the man in emperor robe who spoke didn't greet Bu Feifan. He and the other two looked behind Chacha and Bu Feifan. When they found that Chacha had indeed invited Bu Feifan, they were unspeakably depressed.

    "Pluto, is it true that you can't invite other people?" asked the three Senluoyan Lords.

    "I can't invite you anymore." Chacha looked helpless.

    "This" the expressions of the three Senluo Yanjuns all froze, and they suddenly became preoccupied.

    Bu Feifei didn't care about the actions of the three Senluo Yanjun ignoring him, on the contrary, he could understand their disheartened thoughts.

    "Three Lords of Yan, the battle is imminent, it is useless to think too much." Bu Feifei said.

    "this"

    Bu Feifan's words immediately awakened the three Senluoyan Lords, and the three immediately looked at each other, thinking of the rudeness just now, they suddenly felt embarrassed.

    After all, Bu Feifei came to help them, but they turned a blind eye to Bu Feifei.

    "Your Excellency, just now the three of us lost our position for a while, but we neglected Your Excellency. I am really sorry. Please don't blame me."

    The three looked at each other, and then Emperor Song spoke with a sincere expression.

    Bu Feifan waved his hand.

    "I can understand. Lord Yan, let's wait!"

    The three Senluo Yanjun were immediately grateful, and then looked at the opposite sky with Bu Feifan and Chacha.

    There are many different visions there, like an isolated world, and Empress Hou Tu resurrected the twelve ancestor witches in that world, and this is the only passage, if the three major forces of the prehistoric and desolate come, this will definitely be the only breakthrough.

    Boom!

    The sky thunder fell to the ground, thousands of black lightning pierced through the nothingness, and tyrannical breaths appeared in the distance, descending on the underworld.

    Figures appeared one after another, with banners flying behind them, they were the three major forces of the prehistoric.

    There are heavenly soldiers and generals wearing silver armor, and the eight divisions of heaven wearing various armors, namely the four divisions of wind, rain, cloud and thunder, the second division of water and fire, and the gods of the fighting division and the plague division.

    Among them, the wind, rain, cloud and thunder are led by Lei Gong and Dian Mu, and the existence of Dou Bu is exactly the twenty-eight constellations.

    However, Shan Xian is not the Erlang God Yang Jian, nor the Santan Haihui Great God Nezha, nor the Tota King Li Jing.

    It's an unrivaled god of thunder with his body full of electric light and wings of wind and thunder on his back. This god holds a purple lightning hammer in his hand and a sky thunder chisel in his hand.

    Lei Zhenzi's aura was too terrifying, the whole body was overflowing with electric light, the void could not bear his overbearing thunder breath, the nothingness continued to crack, and let out a trembling roar.

    Bu Feifan's pupils shrank extremely, shooting out a brilliant light.

    Previously, the strength of Taichu was obvious to all. As the blood of the Flawless Thunder, he was already extremely domineering, and he was really a generation of pride.

    But now his father is obviously stronger, so strong that it makes people palpitate.

    Just at this moment, another person came. The person was wearing Buddhist robes, but he had a murderous expression on his face, and his eyes were so cold that it made people tremble.

    This is a Buddha of killing and cutting, which is Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

    In addition, there is a bodhisattva with benevolent brows and good intentions, but it is the Bodhisattva of the void.

     Two of the Eight Great Bodhisattvas of the Zen sect came in person, and behind them were eighteen arhats, a group of monks and King Kong.

    When it comes to the number of people and momentum, it no longer belongs to the Eastern Heavenly Court, and it exceeds a lot.

    This is Lingshan.

    Taoism also came, and it was the Twelve Golden Immortals who came, and the leader, Guang Chengzi, explained that the existing Twelve Golden Immortals came together.

    This person is a young man, standing among the teaching staff, his eyes are as cold as ice that will not melt for thousands of years, when he arrived, he saw Bu Feifan at a glance, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his breath fluctuated.

    It was the beginning

    "Isn't this person already dead?"

    Bu Feifan's body shook, and he was a little confused.

    The three major forces of Honghuang are so powerful that a group of disciples stand in the clouds, shadowy, like a gathering of immortals.

    Just when everyone on Bu Feifan's side, including Honghuang's three forces, thought that no one would come again, a bloody light fell from the sky.

    The person who came was carrying a blood sword on his back, and was dressed in blood, including his hair, which was all blood-colored.

    The aura on his body was strong, and he came step by step. Every step he took caused a resonance in the underworld. There was a vision behind him, and there was a sensational echo. It was a tumbling sea of ??blood.

    "The third clone of Xuehai Mingzi."

    At this time, Taichu from the crowd who stretched out to explain the teachings made a sound, and saw a sword light burst out of his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the blood-clothed youth who was walking on foot.

    The voice at the beginning was not loud, but at least there were Daluo Jinxian present, and hearing it was like a shocking echo.

    Everyone was surprised and looked at the blood-clothed youth one after another. Even the strongest quasi-sacred Thunder Zhenzi, who was overflowing with thunder in the sky, all cast their gazes over.

    Bu Feifan once beheaded the first clone of Xuehai Mingzi, and it was already a close battle at that time.

    Later, there were rumors in Honghuang that Taichu had a tie with the second clone of Xuehai Mingzi.

    And Xuehai Mingzi has three major clones and nine hundred minor clones.

    Let's not talk about the small avatar, but the three avatars are stronger than the other.

    "At least at the boy king level." Bu Feifan fixed his eyes and came to such a conclusion.

    "Xuehai Mingzi, why did you come here? Do you also want to prevent the resurrection of the Twelve Ancestral Witches?" Chacha said sharply, and coldly drank Xuehai Mingzi from the air.

    "Prevent the resurrection of the Twelve Ancestral Witches? I'm not interested." Xue Haimingzi looked cold, then swept his cold eyes across everyone, and finally sneered: "I just want to find an opponent, someone who can match me  opponent."

    "This is a lunatic" (remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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