Fu Lingmeng was worried about gains and losses. If a Tier 2 king was willing to help them, it would be nothing to be an Anyang King.
But what treasure does their Fu family have that can impress that senior
The only possible Nine-Colored Spirit Flower is already in the bag, or is it to give him the lava fire lotus that was traded
This is obviously impossible.
Seeing Fu Lingmeng's constantly changing complexion, Yang Fan felt a little funny.
He could more or less understand what this eldest Fu Jia was thinking in her heart.
But knowing that Gui knows, but it doesn't mean that he will help them pay their home.
Yang Fan is not a bad guy, and the Fu family is in trouble, that's their own business.
He didn't need to, let alone the obligation to help them, and he was not the ancestor of the Fu family, and needed to shelter them.
Even if it was just a moment ago, when he shot and killed the Deng family member, the more reason was that the red sun hand Deng Bingkun, who had no choice but to speak, insulted him first.
Well, let's take one step at a time.
After a while, Fu Lingmeng's frowning brows finally stretched out.
Senior can help them to pay the family, that is their luck, if they don't want to, then there is no way, can't force it.
The most important thing at the moment is to bring the lava fire lotus home safely. As long as her father is safe and sound, he wants to come to Deng’s house, and other forces don’t dare to force them too much~ Forcing them to pay for the house, the most is to cede. Some benefits.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
Soon, Yang Fan and his party continued on the road, heading for the Tianzhang King City.
In a flash, ten days passed.
I don't know whether it was the death of the Scarlet Sun Hand Deng Bingkun and others that scared the major forces, or there were other conspiracies.
This way, it was calm and calm, except for encountering a group of strong men who did not open their eyes, but did not encounter any snipers.
Among those strongmen, the strongest is a Tier 8 powerhouse. Most of them are Tier 5 and Tier 6. You don’t need Yang Fan to take action. It can be easily solved by Fu Lingmeng’s own guarding power. they.
Tiannan Boundary River, the holy realm is a hurdle, unsanctified, and eventually become ants.
Except for a few monsters like Yang Fan, ordinary semi-sages, no matter how many, can hardly be the opponents of a saint. In this Cangyue Continent, the sixth and seventh steps are also the sky moats, not to mention Jiang Peng, etc. The guards are all powerhouses above the eighth rank.
Killing those Tier 5 and Tier 6 strongmen is like killing a chicken. One blow is a big movie.
There are so many people, it's just a joke at this moment.
At this moment, Yang Fan and his party were less than a million miles away from the Tianzhang King City.
At the speed of Yang Fan and his group, it would be one hour at most, and he would return to the Tianzhang King City.
As the Tianzhang King City approached, the expressions of Fu Lingmeng and others were obviously relaxed. This is already their Fu family's sphere of influence. No one would dare to be so bold and dare to intercept them here.
However, fate is so mysterious and unpredictable.
"Chih~~~ Chih~~~ Chih~~~"
The void twisted for a while, and a powerful team appeared in front of Yang Fan and his party, blocking their way.
These people are not many, and they are not much more than Fu Lingmeng and the others. There are only 22 people, but the horror of strength, let alone Fu Lingmeng and his party, even Deng Bingkun and his party are even worse. Quite a few, 22 of them are all powerful people of rank 9 and above, and four of them are even more powerful people of rank 10.
"I am Ivan under the Throne of Blood, Miss Lingmeng Fu, my lord wants to see you, please come with us." A handsome man in a bloody armor stepped forward, condescendingly overlooking Yang Fan and his party. People, the voice is so arrogant, they didn't take Yang Fan and his party to heart at all.
"What? The Blood King?"
"Why? How could the devil stare at us."
Suddenly, Fu Lingmeng and his party were all pale, trembling, and full of fear. Especially the named Fu Lingmeng almost fell from the sky in despair.
The blood-clothed king, that is a fierce and mighty evil star in their region. Although he does not establish a king city, his power is stronger than many king cities. The top ten blood gods under his command, all of them are tenth-tier. The top-ranking existence among the strong is far from comparable to the ordinary tenth-level strong. This Ivan in front of him is one of the top ten blood god generals, who is known as the blood general of Shura.
As for the blood-clothed king himself, his cultivation level is even more unpredictable. He has to be above the Anyang king. He has achieved the kingship 50 million years ago. There are even rumors that he may have already taken that step. , Promoted to the rank of second-tier king.
This is a terrifying demon who can really stop children from crying.
next moment... ... .
Fu Lingmeng's gaze turned to Yang Fan suddenly, with tears in his eyes, pleading bitterly, "Senior, I don't want to go with them, please, help me, help me..."
Everyone knows that the blood-clothed king has two major preferences. First, he likes to kill, if he is happy, he wants to kill, and if he is unhappy, he also wants to kill. For tens of millions of years, those who fell in the hands of the blood-clothed king don’t know where they are. , Of course, it’s just pure lust, it’s nothing, the true nature of a man, there are a few men in the world who are not lustful, especially these supreme kings, which is not a group of beautiful women around, but the blood-clothed king is somewhat different, but Because of the necrophilia, the beauty who fell into his hands often did not end well. In less than three days, they would be put to death by him, and even the corpse would not be peaceful in the end.
It was made into specimens for abuse.
Legend has it that the blood-clothed king has a corpse palace, in which all the corpses of his beautiful women are carefully refined.
Fu Lingmeng is less than 100,000 years old, and with her cultivation base, even if she doesn't break through, she can live another million years.
She is still young, she doesn't want to die, she really doesn't want to die.
What's more, after death, one's own flesh ~ body will make people profane and rapture.
"Huh?" Yang Fan glanced at Fu Lingmeng, and neither agreed nor refused. Between him and Fu Lingmeng, that was a normal transaction partner, not her guard.
They never owed them anything to pay the family. I really want to say that they owed him Yang Fan.
"Senior, you don't know anything, that blood-clothed king is a metamorphosis, he likes to abuse the corpse, the junior really doesn't want to be ruined by that metamorphosis after death, senior, please, help me , Save me..." Xing Xing Qing tears continued to drip from Fu Lingmeng's eyes, panicking.
"The cheap maid is presumptuous." Shura's blood turned Ivan's face into a cold instantly, and he shouted.
"Boom~~~"
A horrible aura comparable to the top ninth-level saint burst out of his body, crushing towards Fu Lingmeng.
The master humiliated his officials to die, if it were not for Fu Lingmeng who was named by his master's blood-clothed king, he would have to let this bitch maid know what it means to survive but not to die.
"Noisy." Yang Fan frowned and let out a cold cry.
"Wow puff~~~"
Shura's blood slammed Ivan into a lightning strike, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The terrifying aura, like a punctured balloon, disappeared without a trace.
"Ah~~~How is this possible..."
Yifan's eyes widened, and the gaze looking at Yang Fan was full of horror and incredulity.
I am a top ten-level powerhouse who has stepped into the realm of kings. Even if it is the first person of the Fu family, the Tianzhang King, it is impossible to severely inflict him with a cold drink. The little Miss Fu family How could there be such a terrifying powerhouse around him.
"What you said is true?" Yang Fan ignored the severely wounded Ivan, but took a deep look at Fu Lingmeng.
"Senior, what the younger generation said is true. If there is any false statement, the younger generation will die without a place to be buried."
"It seems that you really didn't speak." Yang Fan nodded lightly. The oath was not made casually, especially those senior cultivators above the holy realm, "In this case, this seat will help you." Lust he I don't care, among his many subordinates, lustful people abound. Some people, even a small world, are his women, but Yang Fan can't bear it because of his mother's abuse of the corpse.
This kind of perversion is simply punishable by everyone.
"Thank you, senior, thank you..."
Fu Lingmeng heard the words, that desperate heart immediately loosened. With the words of the predecessor, not to mention that Ivan, the blood general of Shura, or his master, the blood-clothed king, will come here, and she will rest assured.
"Your Excellency, do you really want to be an enemy of my lord?" Shura Blood General warned Ivan, who had barely stabilized his injury.
"Things like ants, dare to threaten this seat and die to this seat!"
Next second...
"Bang~~~bang~~~bang~~~"
Including Shura's blood general Ivan, 22 strong men under the blood-clothed king exploded, turned into dust, and disappeared without a trace.
"Hiss~~~ dead, all dead."
"This... Is this the power of the second-order king?"
"It's powerful, it's really too powerful, it's not comparable to a Tier 1 king at all."
Even if they had already seen Yang Fan's horror, at this moment, Fu Lingmeng and others couldn't help but gasp.
Shura Blood General Ivana is under the king, the top powerhouse, once successfully escaped under a king, plus the power of many 9th and 10th rank powerhouses, if at all costs, there is even the same as the newly promoted king supreme The strength of the one-stroke was so randomly given by Yang Fan to seconds, this strength was simply appalling.
An hour later.
A big city that stretched for nearly ten thousand li appeared in front of Yang Fan and the others.
It didn't take long before the voices of surprise sounded from the city.
"Ah, it's Missy."
"The eldest lady is back to the city, the eldest lady is back to the city."
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: There are a lot of things today, there is no time code word, I can only send a sad reminder to save the manuscript, the next update, a little slower, at half past eleven.