Xihua City, on the banks of the Blood River of Death.
Yang Fan took a deep look at the lady in white, with a faint gleam of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect to find such a god-eyed blood inheritor in such a small city.
Having swallowed the memory of Saint Duo Luo's life, Yang Fan is no longer the Wu Xia Amon, and the wide range of knowledge is rare in the entire Lingwu Great World.
In ancient times, when all the saints were not yet sanctified, the gods were a big clan, and even faintly known as the first alien. This clan was born with gods, able to see through the long river of time and predict the future, and its clan name is also For this reason, there are few prophets in the world.
It was just in the early ancient times, for unknown reasons, that this god-eye clan suddenly disappeared without a trace overnight. Although there are some leftovers, they are all hybrid children born from the combination of the god-eye clan and other alien races, even in the middle of the ancient times. There are only a few people from the God Eye tribe who have no blood.
There are rumors that the Shenmu clan revealed too many secrets and was jealous of the heavens, but there is no evidence of the facts.
Even Saint Doro is unknown.
In the age when he was active, the pure-blooded members of the Shenmu clan had long been a legend.
From the ancient and middle ages to the present, there have been more than tens of billions of years in the past. It stands to reason that this God Eye tribe has long been extinct, and it is not an exaggeration to be able to meet one here. It is a miracle.
Although the blood of the god-eye clan in this woman is extremely thin, she does have the blood of the god-eye clan.
Yang Fan would never mistake this point.
Since the practice of devouring the heavens and devouring the earth, his eyes have been changing all the time, especially when it comes to the power of the bloodline, he is the most sensitive.
"It seems that this person should have foreseen something." Soon, Yang Fan felt a sense of enlightenment. The Shenmu clan's greatest ability is to be able to predict the future. Although the woman in front of her has a thin bloodline, she is a descendant of the Shenmu clan after all. More or less have inherited a trace of the ability of the gods and clan.
Otherwise, Yang Fan really couldn't think of why he insisted on inviting himself to walk with them.
It is impossible for normal people to rashly invite someone who does not know the details to join their team.
As for the woman in white who recognized her identity or saw through her cultivation level, it is almost impossible. Although he caused such a big disturbance in a foreign land, he has never appeared in front of a foreign human race. And those high-ranking aliens, as long as the head is not kicked by the donkey, it is impossible for the aliens to disclose his information at will. In this way, in addition to boosting the morale of the aliens and inspiring the hearts of the aliens to resist, there will be no second kind. Possibly, in the latter case, although Yang Fan didn't deliberately conceal his cultivation level, it was not something that such a seven-star quasi-sage could see through. Even the average half-sage ancestor would never want to easily see through his cultivation level.
at this time... ... ..
"I wonder if the son is willing to wait with me to move forward?" The white-clothed woman asked again, with a hint of anxiety in her voice.
"I'm going to see what you foresee." Yang Fan flashed a curiosity in his heart. It was the first time he met the power of predicting the future like this. Now, although his combat power is against the sky, he is comparable to the supreme saint. But if you want to predict the future, unless he understands the law of time, or the most mysterious law of fate among the ten supreme laws.
next moment... ... .
Yang Fan nodded lightly, agreeing to the invitation of the woman in white.
"Boy, you..." However, Yang Fan's slightly perfunctory attitude angered the old man in black. What kind of identity is my lady, who can invite you this little boy to go with you? The blessings that you have cultivated throughout your life, you guys are not grateful for Dade not to say, but you still have such an attitude, you really don't know what to do.
"Ming Ming, don't be rude to the son." But before the black-clothed old man finished speaking, the white-clothed woman frowned and scolded.
"Miss, this little..."
"Ming, you go and see if the fleet is ready."
"Miss, this..." The black-clothed old man was a little unwilling, and there was a trace of worry. He was a little worried about leaving his lady alone with this black-clothed kid, although he couldn't see through this. The black-clothed kid's specific cultivation base, but facing this black-clothed kid, he always feels that he has a strange evil nature, otherwise, my own lady, how could he properly invite him to go forward.
"Ming, you go."
"Yes, miss." The black-clothed old man nodded and agreed that the master and servant were different. He was able to persuade his own lady, but he could not violate her order, but before leaving, he gave Yang Fan a fierce look and warned. Full of meaning.
The white-clothed woman glanced at Yang Fan apologetically, and said, "My son, don't take it to heart, he doesn't have any malicious intentions."
"It's okay." Yang Fan shook his head slightly, a half-step holy main realm ant, as long as he didn't die, Yang Fan didn't want to pay too much attention to him.
"The little girl, Hua Qingwu, hasn't consulted the young master's surname."
"Hua Qingwu? It seems that this Xihua City controls the family's Hua Family." Yang Fan's heart suddenly appeared, but also, in this Xihua City, a half-step holy lord can be guarded by him, that is, the Hua Family's family. Up.
Soon, Yang Fan also revealed his name.
"Yang Fan..." After hearing this, Hua Qingwu's beautiful eyes flashed a touch of doubt. Among the top families of the human race, it seems that there is no Yang surname, is it a fake name
On the face, he said, "Young Master Yang, please here, my fleet is over there."
After a stick of incense.
Yang Fan and Na Hua Qingwu arrived in front of a large fleet. Compared with the red wooden boat that Yang Fan took when he arrived, the fleet in front of them was much more luxurious and huge.
There are a total of twelve large boats, each of which has a length of one thousand feet, especially the one in the center, which is no less than three thousand feet tall. It has a height of nine floors. In the middle, there is a powerful blue-armored warrior walking around from time to time.
"Ten thousand quasi-sages, one hundred half-step sages, twelve eight-star sages, six nine-star sages, two half-steps sages..." With just a glance, Yang Fan took the entire fleet Seeing it thoroughly, this power, placed in the Lingwu Continent, is considered good, enough to sweep the general nine-star holy city, but in Yang Fan's current eyes, it is barely visible.
Over the years, let alone the Great Sage, the Half-Step Sovereign, that is, the Sovereign, Half-Sage, and he doesn't know how much he has suppressed.
Soon, Yang Fan was arranged by Hua Qingwu in a luxurious room on the top floor of the largest building.
This is the highest treatment of the fleet, and the black-clothed old man is naturally dissatisfied. In his opinion, this unknown boy, how can He De make his lady pay so much attention.
It is a great kindness to be able to bring it onto the fleet.
Had it not been for Hua Qingwu's repeated warnings so that he would not offend Yang Fan, he would have given this kid who didn't know what to do with it.
After half an hour.
The Huajia fleet quickly left the river bank and headed for a place outside the region.
Compared with the big redwood boat that Yang Fan had taken before, the speed of this Hua family fleet was many times faster.
Moreover, this Chinese fleet obviously did not travel outside the territory once or twice. It was clear about the danger on the blood river of death.
Whether it's the death blood mist, the undead gorefiend, or other dangers, they can deal with it freely.
Three days later.
A big city that stretches for more than a million miles appears thousands of miles away from the Huajia fleet. In a port in that big city, large mahogany ships made from the unique death mahogany near the Death Blood River are moored. , A big redwood ship left the port and headed for a foreign land.
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Please ask for flowers, friends who have flowers, please don't be stingy with the flowers in your hand.