Tianhu Peak, God Tiger Palace.
The cold light in Yang Fan’s eyes was cold, and his voice was filled with unconcealed anger, even faintly mixed with faint murderous intent. In Yang Fan’s heart, these slaves could not be compared with his relatives and friends. The main reason for accepting so many subordinates is not to rely on them to dominate the king, but to be able to protect the safety of their relatives and friends when they are away.
But how did this Ku Yuan do it? That Fan Jie was just a younger generation that Fan An didn't know how many generations later, and he actually let Qin Hu choose to compromise, disappointed, really disappointed.
How do you say it is also a great elder, the sixth-order perfect and semi-sage, and Yang Fan is standing behind him. He doesn't even have the courage to offend a ninth-order perfect and semi-sage. It's really a waste one. Could it be that Fan An can still be one? I don't know how many generations later, the descendants will completely tear their faces with you.
If it were not for him to take care of the entire Sixth Young Master Palace in good order over the past few years, Yang Fan has completely abolished his heart today, but this is the last time, but next time, Yang Fan will never let him. Seeing the sun on the second day, we will do what we say.
"Thanks to the Lord for not killing, thanking the Lord for not killing..." The elder Ku Yuan hurriedly kowtow to thank you. From Yang Fan's cold eyes, he could see that Yang Fanjue If you don't want to laugh with him, there will be another time, and it will definitely kill him.
And no one will stand up for him. Today, although he is still the grand veteran of the Lingwu Sacred Palace, he has become Yang Fan's domestic slave since he dedicated his life and holy soul, and the master disposes of his domestic slave, regardless of Whether to fight or kill is a matter of course and righteousness, and no one can control it, not even the regulations of the Holy Palace.
I secretly regretted that I shouldn’t have shown Qin Hu too low. Although he knew that Qin Hu was the brother Yang Fan knew at the end of his life, he never really paid attention to them. The identity of Shang, able to not forget them, and bring them to the Lingwu Sacred Palace, is their good fortune, and I am afraid that it will not be possible to have too much intersection with them in the future.
Dragons do not live with snakes, let alone those more humble maggots.
If it were Luo Jiahui's daughters, how could he be like this? He had already slapped Fan Jie to death.
Although Fan An of the Ninth-level Consummation and Semi-Holy Realm made him jealous, he was only a little jealous, not afraid.
Both are the elders of the Holy Palace, so Fan An can still fight him for a great-great-great-grandson who has never seen him
The Fan family has been in the Lingwu Sacred Palace for billions of years, and the descendants of later generations do not know where they are, except for a few parents and children, but also a few Peerless Fan family evildoers have a little status in Fan An's heart.
"Remember what you said today." Yang Fan glanced at Ku Yuan coldly. These servants did not seem to be reliable at the critical moment. In the future, if there is a chance, it is necessary to refine some Demon God Puppets.
The demon god war puppet has no intelligence inferior to that of ordinary people, and he is loyal and not afraid of death. He is definitely the best bodyguard candidate.
It is a pity that the strength of the Demon God Puppets in the Demon God Altar is not too strong. The strongest ones are a few peak semi-sages, which are not very useful.
In the future, his enemies will be at least consummated and semi-sacred, even the true saint supreme, half-sacred at the pinnacle, in the eyes of the real strong, that is, just a few stronger ants.
At this moment, Yang Fan faintly regretted that the thirty-six consummation and semi-holy puppets should not be destroyed, but should be suppressed. Although they are only the lowest level of the first and second level of consummation and semi-holy, but the thirty-six low-level consummation The half-holy teamwork is also enough to match, and even the sixth-order half-holy like Zhenkilling Kuyuan is perfect.
"Yes, yes, yes, the old slave swears that there will never be another time..." The head of the old elder Kuyuan seemed to be like a chicken pecking rice. The slightest bit of resentment, the strength of the cultivation base is increasing day by day, and Yang Fan's power is also soaring. Even if he is a perfect semi-sage like him, he can't stand the great pressure, and he has a sense of facing the supremacy of the saint.
terror! It's really horrible!
Lord, he is not yet a hundred years old. If he were given another thousand years, ten thousand years, how strong he would be.
I'm afraid that the Holy Venerable Lingwu is no longer the opponent of the Lord.
At the same time, the regret in my heart is like a rolling tide, madly overflowing.
"Gurulu...This...Is this still the great elder second only to the sages?" Qin Hu and his son looked dull, with a feeling of falling into a dream, that was a sage. Grand Master Gong, the strongest under all saints, but at this moment, the Great Master Ku Yuan still looks like a great senior, even worse than the servants of their family.
Tianying Peak-among the Lingwu Mountains, one of the thousands of old peaks.
The aura is abundant, not at all below the few main peaks, it is more than a hundred times stronger than the Tianhu Peak.
Below, there are seven or forty-nine giant crystal veins of the highest grade immortal crystal veins alone, and there are countless even higher grade crystal veins of the next level.
On this day, halfway up the Tianying Peak, in the palace complex, there is a large palace covering an area of tens of thousands of mu of land.
There are lights and festoons everywhere, and big happy characters can be seen everywhere around the hall.
The noise of the people, the gate of the palace, and the sound of salutes are endless, brilliant and dazzling.
Today is the day when Fan Jie, the young master of Tianying Peak, married the thirty-sixth concubine.
At this moment, in the huge palace, there are thousands of tables for banquets, full of guests and friends, full of voices and joy.
Fan Jie, the young master of Tianying Peak, although only a small holy palace, can’t stand his strong background. He is the son of the holy master veteran. Moreover, the Fan clan is one of the top big families in the Lingwu holy palace and has a respected status. , Only under the holy family, the ordinary holy master elders, must give this Fan Jie a bit of face, and there is a cry of Jie Shao on the road.
At this moment, no one is qualified to enter the banquet hall, but no one is a simple person, the last time is a one-star quasi-sage, many have seven-star advanced quasi-sage cultivation, that is, the great sage, and some, even There are also a few half-step elders of the holy main realm.
Not long afterwards, there was a cry, and then the middle-aged man, dressed in a golden robe, with extraordinary demeanor, smiled and clawed his hands to the guests from all quarters, and stepped onto the upper armchair of the hall.
This is a saint master, not the father of Fan Jie, who is the master of Tianying Peak, the veteran Fan Ying.
After all, it’s just a junior wedding, and it’s not a wife. It’s just taking a concubine. The other saint masters, at most, send a doorman and prepare a gift. It’s already very rewarding for a few half-step saints to come in person. Their Fan family has saved their face.
"Let us welcome the bride and groom to the stage with the warmest applause."
With a loud shout, a man dressed in a beaming red robe, sword eyebrows and star eyes, but a meager mouth, was carrying a graceful woman who also wore a red robe, with white skin and a red hijab. , Walked into the hall proudly.
But if you look closely under the red hijab and above the alluring face, there is a worry that can't be concealed, and it breaks the heart.
In the hall, one of the seats was still near the front.
"congratulations."
"Brother Qu, from now on, your Qu family is really developed."
"Brother Qu, you will have to take care of me from now on, brother."
Guests from all sides congratulated a four-star quasi-sage, many of whom were high-ranking quasi-sages and great sages.
This four-star quasi-sage is no one else but Qu Yao, the ancestor of the Qu family.
Listening to the compliments of the people around, Qu Yao not only fluttered, these high-level quasi-sages, great sages, and powerful people, in the past, they were all existences that he needed to look up to. Many people would not even look at him with their straight eyes. At a glance, but now, it's not just a bite, and I'm very pleased.
My granddaughter really did not marry me wrong.
Even the country boy wanted to marry his own Fuer. It was a wishful thinking. The lazy toad wanted to eat swan meat.
The other children of the Qu family were the same, holding their heads high, unspeakably proud, afraid that others would not know that they were from the Qu family.
With the big ship of the Fan family, there are some holy masters and elders. If they want to move their Qu family, they have to weigh whether they can withstand the anger of the Fan family.
"The bride and groom, worship heaven and earth."
at this time... ... .
A cold voice came from outside the hall, "Hold on."
"No, isn't it possible that someone will make trouble? This is the Fan's Tianying Peak."