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Ye Fan's heart beats wildly, and the high-intensity battle for more than a day has also consumed a lot of his body.
Although the mastery of Wushuang sword intent had reached a new level, sword intent could not bring him much quicker recovery, on the contrary, it would greatly increase the sense of exhaustion.
In fact, fighting with a group of statues just now felt a bit difficult.
At this time, if Xing Tian cooperated with the statue and caused him some trouble, I am afraid that he would not be able to enter the tomb without a few minutes.
The key is... Whether there are magic horns in the tomb, I can't be sure at all! The only certainty is that a few minutes is enough to kill tens of thousands of people outside! Once the power of chaos and evil spirits are completely poured in, not only the Jiuli but also a few women will be in danger. After all, this place will be completely exposed to the chaos void! In a moment, Ye Fan gritted his teeth and made a decision! When he defeated Xing Tian and entered the tomb, even if he could rush back, he might not have enough energy and physical strength to take the Jiuli people away.
After all, using sword intent to protect tens of thousands of people, flying out of this chaotic void, the consumption is absolutely huge.
He can't just ignore tens of thousands of lives for a "possible magic horn".
If he did that, he would be like Ye Xuanguang, but for a seemingly great goal, he would sacrifice too many lives in advance that he could have survived.
Ye Fan didn't deliberately want to compare with Ye Xuanguang, but he didn't want to.
This is his inner voice, even if he really missed the magic horn, Ye Fan would recognize it! After taking a deep look at Xing Tian, Ye Fan turned around, spread the magic wings directly behind his back, and rushed towards the outside of the tomb! Xing Tian saw Ye Fan turn his head and leave, but did not say a word, and did not stop.
Yijian opened the golden gate again, and Ye Fan flew out and returned to Xingtian Village.
In the sky above Xingtian Village, the gap in space has been torn and widened, and a wave of chaotic power is rushing in with the evil spirits.
On the ground, a huge oval skeletal boat, except for the entrance, was completely closed.
Inside it was already full of Jiuli people of all races, all of their faces were uneasy.
There are also more than 10,000 Jiuli people, mostly middle-aged people with a little cultivation, but they still gather outside.
Kuatian's giant palms continuously smashed these evil spirits to pieces in the air.
Candlelight, Feng Qinglan, and Xiao Huaisu's three daughters were also flying at low altitude to defeat the evil spirits that had slipped through the net and tried to attack.
At the same time, using his own cultivation base, try to resist the power of chaos and get close to the Jiuli people here.
"Time is running out, and the fissure doubles again, Xiaotiandi will collapse completely", praised the dignified face of Tiantian.
Xiao Huaisu couldn't help calling Ye Fan again, "Your Sword God, haven't you come back yet?"
In the messenger, Ye Fan did not receive a reply.
The expressions of the three women were particularly worried.
After a while, there seemed to be a sound of broken eggshells in the sky, but then there was a thunderous sound! The power of chaos and the evil spirits smelling the energy of the soul have madly intruded into this small world! The sky is constantly collapsing and being eaten away, Xiaotiandi is rapidly shrinking and shrinking, like a paper box that has been gradually burned into ashes, turning into fly ash.
The crying of girls and children, panic-stricken shouts, one after another at this moment.
These Jiuli people never thought that the world they lived in would be destroyed, and their eyes showed despair and fear.
"Can't wait any longer, I will take most people out of here first."
Kuatian brushed the entrance of the bone boat with one hand, and the rock and mud directly sealed the opening.
Afterwards, Kuatian raised his muscles, arms like mountains, and steadily lifted the entire huge skeletal boat and hugged him in front of him.
Kuatian was wrapped in the power of Chaos, jumped, directly smashed away a large number of evil spirits, and jumped out of Xiaotiandi! "Kaitian ancestor! Don't leave us!!"
"Save us! Old ancestor of Kuatian..." Some of the remaining Jiuli people cried in despair, while others were crying farewell to their relatives.
Seeing the monstrous power of Chaos and evil spirits flooding like a tide, the three women no longer knew what to do.
"It can't... It can't stop it!"
Xiao Huaisu's face turned pale.
While talking, a panic-like coercion from a god came from a distance! The sword-holding man covered in black flames was exactly Ye Fan who tried his best to rush back! "Shang Shan is like water!"
In order to save energy, Ye Fan dissipated the demon flames of purgatory, a golden liquid sword intent, formed a huge water light shield, covering all the more than 10,000 people on the scene! "Owner!"
The candlelight waited for women to be surprised.
"Boy, have you got the magic horns?"
Gong Ao was also very excited.
At this moment of life and death, everyone didn't even have any energy to pay attention to Ye Fan's sword intent coercion, how amazing it was.
Ye Fan said hurriedly: "Let's not talk about it for now. Come here as soon as possible. Thousands of people will enter the ring. The fewer people I have wrapped in water, the faster we can go."
Ye Fan immediately asked the women to demonstrate how to enter the ring space and communicate with the Jiuli tribe with Shenlong Yin.
Fortunately, the way to enter the ring is not difficult, and there is no need to line up deliberately. It didn't take long for more than four thousand people to enter the ring.
Ye Fan saw that the space inside was almost full, and he told everyone not to go in again.
The liquid sword intent formed a huge bubble, enveloping the remaining thousands of people present, and soaring into the air.
The Jiuli people felt that they were in a powerful sword energy, and they were all fearful, for fear that Ye Fan would kill them all if he didn't control them well.
Ye Fan is indeed very careful. If he is not in control of his sword intent and has enough confidence, he would not dare to do so.
When the liquid sword intent took the Jiuli people and flew out of Xiaotiandi, Xingtian Village had also been eroded by the power of Chaos, turned into countless energy fragments, and disappeared forever.
"Fortunately... almost missed," Ye Fan sighed.
"Ye Fan, what did you encounter in the tomb
How could it be delayed for so long? "
Feng Qinglan said curiously.
Ye Fan smiled bitterly, and briefly talked about the process of encountering Xingtian Remnant Soul and being stopped outside the last tomb.
After hearing this, everyone was stunned. No one thought that the remnant soul of the ancient god of war would be in the tomb of Chi You, and it is still so powerful! "Your kid... After playing for more than a day, I didn't bring out the magic horns!?"
Gongao is very crazy.
"There is no way, you can't let the lives of tens of thousands of people here.
I think the Lord of Sword God has done nothing wrong, because Xing Tian is too much, regardless of whether the tribe members live or die," Xiao Huaisu supported.
Ye Fan sighed, "Although it's a pity, it's not impossible.
When these people are sent to a safe place, I will come back to look for them.
That golden tomb is very special, and it is estimated that it will last a long time in the chaotic void."
At this time, the Jiuli people in the liquid sword intent, although still very nervous, found that they were quite safe inside, and began to thank Ye Fan one after another.
Ye Fan smiled at them, and at the same time, he looked forward and found Kuatian who was holding a huge bone boat and running toward the north.
Just like the legendary Kuafu chasing the sun, Kuatian's steps are as fast as flying, and countless complex terrains are instantly swept over.
The canyons and mountains are like walking on the ground.
However, when Ye Fan saw Kuatian's body, he was constantly being attacked by evil spirits, like countless poisonous insects, wanting to get into Kuatian's skin, he couldn't help but frown, his face a little ugly.
"Old ancestor Kuatian, you won't be able to persist in this way to escape the chaos and void!"
Ye Fan shouted.
"It's okay!"
Kuatian continued to run.
Xiao Huaisu asked in confusion: "Your Sword God, what do you mean
What happened to Kuatian Patriarch? "