A transparent Qi spear pier penetrated the void and let out a dragon roar towards Nangong Bodhisattva!

Just a moment!

He arrived in front of Nangong Bodhisattva and headed straight to Nangong Bodhisattva's eyebrows.

Wang Han's pupils shrank.

A feeling of palpitations arises naturally.

The Qi body around Nangong Bodhisattva began to rotate from his feet and surged wildly. The Qi body condensed to the top of his head, forming a large Qi body bell!

There are actually many small clocks that are vividly embodied on this big clock.

At first glance, it looks no different from a real clock!

clang!

The spear hit the big bell!

A loud noise!

Wang Han covered his ears and ran away.

far away!

Qin Yishan was standing next to Qin Shoudao's corpse at some time.

I glanced at the corpse and couldn't see any expression.

Raise one hand!

A Qi-body spear is formed!

step!

Qin Yishan stabbed him with a shot!

Hit the bell!

Boom!

The big clock is split into pieces!

The ground collapses!

Dust swept across the world!

The dust has disappeared!

Nangong Bodhisattva stood there!

Put your hands together!

The treasure is solemn!

The big clock is broken!

But there was an extra Qi body figure outside his body. The figure looked exactly the same as him, but it was a little bigger than him!

The bar blocked the angry shot of Qin Yishan, the fairy in white-clothed gun!

The spear tip was pressed against the figure, and the spear tip was annihilated and reborn again!

Qin Yishan raised his gun with both hands!

The gun goes in and out of the dragon!

Dust and bustle!

Wang Han vaguely saw the figure transformed from the Qi body outside the Nangong Bodhisattva's body suddenly with eight arms!

The match with Qin Yishan started to fight!

The two fought all the way and left here!

"Damn it, gods fight!" Wang Han pulled the dust in his hair.

It’s not a big shot in the realm of transformation that doesn’t take action.

The difference in action suddenly emerged.

After watching the fight between the bigwigs in the realm, then watch the fight under the realm.

It’s like a martial arts master watching elementary school students fight.

The difference is very different!

Wang Han had a little longing.

When will I reach this level?

Wang Han suddenly realized something was wrong.

Turn around and take a look.

I saw Qin Shouzhen and Deng Lianshan’s eyes falling at the same time.

These two men pretended to be like grandsons in front of Nangong Bodhisattva, and were pretending again in front of Wang Han.

"Give me my brother my life back!" Qin Shouzhen rushed towards Wang Han.

Wang Han held the bone flute in his hand and ran while blowing, "Damn it! Your brother was not killed by me!"

"If you can't kill Nangong Bodhisattva, you can only kill you!"

"Your mom!"

Qin Shouzhen took out something from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing it whole.

At first, the insect had a control effect on him, but now Qin Shouzhen was bleeding from his mouth, and his whole body looked crazy, as if he didn't know the pain, and he wanted to kill Wang Han with the intention of changing one.

A figure suddenly penetrated between Wang Han and Qin Shouzhen.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a leather jacket, and he was shaking his head with a squirting too much water.

Come with Nangong Bodhisattva.

Wang Han took this opportunity to blew again.

The higher the Kung Fu, the weaker the lethality of Ma Jiugu's Gu.

It's okay to be a great master, but Qin Shouzhen is at least a half-step realm.

The half-step realm of transformation cannot be as arrogant as the realm of transformation, but this is a big shot who is critical to the realm of transformation after all.

How could it be killed so easily?

Qin Shou gritted his teeth in a qi, "Deng Lianshan! When will you wait!"

Deng Lianshan in the distance looked at Wang Han, "I want to suppress the realm again. Since I have reached the current level, that's all I can do!"

The words fell.

Deng Lianshan's aura surged!

Rising steadily!

"Lao Jiu is careful! Old Master Jie is about to break through!" Zhuge Jueluo shouted.

Wang Han pinched the bone flute and blew it.

Deng Lianshan glanced at Cornell in the distance, "Connell! Stop him for me!"

Cornell was not at a disadvantage when he fought against three.

Fortunately, Wan Yangping broke his arm and his strength was greatly reduced. Lyle was seriously injured before, and now he is like a slut.

The blood clan has no Qi body, and their speed and power recovery ability continues to break through the limits of human beings.

A flashed and rushed towards Wang Han.

Liu Pei and his friends quickly involved.

Wang Han was forced to interrupt the casting and curse.

"Can you three people beat one?"

Lyle had a color hanging on his body and grinned, "He has recovered to level nine!"

"What level nine?"

"It is equivalent to your Eastern realm!"

Cornell looked at Wang Han, with his green face and fangs, and his terrifying terrifying fangs.

"Dear Mr. Wang Han! Why has your strength fallen so much?"

Wang Han is really fascinated.

Qin Yishan called Wang Han an old friend.

This Cornell also knows Wang Han.

Wang Han even felt that there was a person who had the same name and surname as him and looked like these people before, and they were very awesome.
To be continued...