"Give me my son's flesh and blood!"

The punch was blown out and the shouts made at the same time shocked everyone and were immediately overjoyed.

"It's the God of War!" Chen Weiming couldn't help but point at the figure and said loudly.

The figure was formed by blood and flesh, and it was like a liquid, and it seemed like a flaming spirit. It was impossible to see the facial features clearly, but the one who could shout this sentence must be Yang Fanhai.

Yang Zimo's cry for life was not in vain. After all, his son's life was called back to this man.

"ah!"

The two flesh and blood bodies shouted at the same time, and the devouring power circled between them, snatching the flesh and blood power frantically.

Li Qinglian raised his hand and recalled the three-foot bronze sword. The true energy was activated and the song of the Qinglian sword was transformed into another song.

"etc!"

Chen Pan shouted loudly, rushed to the front to block him, shook his head and said, "Believe in him, I believe he can do it. For so many generations of devouring masters, only he died under his will. He was not controlled by the devouring Taoist pattern, never. There was no in the past, no in the present, and no in the future."

Li Qinglian frowned and shook her head and said, "You are betting on everything everyone has done!"

"He used his life to bet that I could win! I am the same today!" Chen Pan did not hesitate: "I did not strip the devouring Taoist pattern from him... Although I am not sure if I can do it. But I believe that he also trusts Tan Jun with this kind of resurrection."

"Now he has returned to the first step, and what remains is his battle with the Devouring Dao Width, the fateful battle, and this time the winner will be decided. This is also the prelude to the war, turning an uncertain factor into a determinable factor."

Looking at the two blood and flesh that were gradually condensing in the distance, Li Qinglian stared for a moment, and finally dispersed the song of the Qinglian sword. He withdrew the three-foot bronze sword and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Since you want to believe him, then that's it. I won't take action in this battle. Since I want to bet, then bet thoroughly! I haven't decided yet how to participate in this battle, maybe this is also an opportunity."

"ah!"

At that point, two balls of flesh and blood finally condensed, one was the monster-like devouring master, and the other was the God of War Yang Fanhai.

At this time, Yang Fanhai seemed to be swaying in his eyes, his fists were clenched, and his veins were scattered, like a python. The pain of losing his son made his mental power and belief exceed the critical point, reaching an unprecedented height, and splitting out from the devouring Taoist pattern.

From unprecedented things, this is the first time that such a change occurred in the devouring Taoist pattern.

"Ao!"

The Lord of Devouring let out a wave of low roars, all flesh and blood were power, and now Yang Fanhai split out, which also means that he has become weaker. This is his power, and he wants to take it back.

"Give me my son back!"

Yang Fanhai roared angrily, as if a tiger was roaring, and rushed towards the Lord of Devouring.

The Lord of Devouring also roared, slapped out with his palm, surrounding the devouring Taoist patterns, turning into a black hole and sucking it over.

Yang Fanhai did not dodge or avoid, and directly hit the black hole with one punch. The two devouring forces fought against each other at the same time, impacting, and burst into countless starlight, little by little, like the light of destruction.

The power of devouring that was invincible, this time I encountered the iron plate. Both of them were devouring forces, and they devoured and absorbed each other, and there was no difference at all.

"ah!"

Yang Fanhai roared, and his body suddenly hit the devouring master like a swell.

"boom!"

The two bodies were actually knocked into powder in an instant, a pool of flesh and blood.

In a moment, two devouring Taoist patterns appeared, fighting for each other to absorb blood and flesh.

"ah!"

There were waves of roars in one of them, not fighting for all the flesh and blood, but fighting for a certain part of them.

After the two bodies condensed again, the breath of the Lord of Devouring obviously overwhelmed Yang Fanhai. The Lord of Devouring devoured all the flesh and blood, while Yang Fanhai was only looking for Yang Zimo's flesh and blood.

"Ao!"

The Lord of Devouring felt that he saw the opportunity. Before he could completely condense his body, he rushed over and wanted to devour Yang Fanhai again.

With one palm, it was like a hill. There was a huge black hole under the mountain. I wanted to load the target directly.

"ah!"

Yang Fanhai shouted and slapped it out with a palm, which blocked the huge palm with the weak against the strong.

"Give me my son's flesh and blood!"

Another loud shout, and a punch was blown out, which actually pulled the main devouring ten thousand miles away. The power of devouring exploded, and the blood and flesh splashed, covering the starry sky.

Yang Fanhai raised his hand and sucked all the broken flesh into his hands. He did not chase him, but was just tempering it with strength. It seemed as if a pot of soup was being cooked with fire. In the end, only one drop was left.

But Yang Fanhai felt like he had a treasure with an excited expression on his face and tears filled his eyes. He pressed the drop of blood on his chest and slowly absorbed it in.

"The method of blood refining!"

Chen Pan sighed lightly: "He only wants his son's flesh and blood, and don't have anything else. I'm afraid that a father will not accept it."

"But this also means that he really did it. He overcame the hunger of the power brought by the devouring Taoist pattern. He wants what he wants, not everything he can."

"call!"

A strong energy wind blew, and the devouring master suddenly turned into an energy body and dispersed, just like countless tentacles flying towards Yang Fanhai. In an instant, various strange forces were emitted, all of which were confusing people's minds. They were actually trying to mess up Yang Fanhai's minds and let him be controlled by the hunger of the devouring Taoist pattern again.

Yang Fanhai stood tall, motionless, letting all kinds of energy around him fly, his face unchanged. After a moment, he shouted: "Do you think this method can be useful to me? I, Yang Fanhai, will never be controlled by you again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the devouring master who was like a huge pool of mud, and shouted: "Give me back my son's flesh and blood!"

With his hand raised, the Haoran Zhengqi Sword flew into his hand for some time, and stabbed it with a sword and directly penetrated into the devouring main body.

"ah!"

With a scream, Yang Fanhai raised his hand and took out a heart from the devouring main body, a bloody and red heart.

"Zi Mo!"

Yang Fanhai burst into tears, pressed his heart into his heart, and whistled to the sky.

"Ao!"

At that point, the Lord of Devouring shouted, and his body turned into thousands of figures. Human races, immortals, demons, beasts...all kinds.

This is the devouring lord of all generations. Each one has a momentum and is extraordinary. Each one has no weaker than Yang Fanhai, and even more than above him.

Yang Fanhai sucked tears back, raised his hand, and a purple light broke through the sky. It was a spear that fell directly into his hand, making waves of wall sounds.

"Today, there is only one of us who can leave!"

The eyes are never as firm as ever.
Chapter completed!