Tong Yan is the most true, what can a two-year-old understand? Maybe she had really heard such words before, so she said them.
Tianxuan's crazy old man, comparable to the existence of ancient saints, is like a mountain pressing down on everyone's hearts, who is not afraid? There was a silence in the hall.
"What does a little girl know, she's just talking nonsense!" A grand elder in Wanchu said, not wanting everyone to be afraid of it, and wanted to slap Ye Fan's bones.
But no one agrees, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, everyone knows that the old lunatic once walked with Ye Fan, and he has long been invincible in Donghuang.
According to legend, the ancient sage has boundless mana and omnipotence, no one can speculate, waiting for him to be a god walking in the world.
Even in ancient times, such a person would be difficult to be born. Therefore, he is revered as a saint, admired by all races, and respected by all generations!
"The Eucharist must die, otherwise it will be difficult to appease the anger of the world!" A Supreme Elder of the Zi Mansion said, and this was the second person to speak.
However, the others still didn't express their views, because they really had deep fears, and they were afraid that the old lunatic would really jump out.
The ancient sage, the light of his eyes can destroy all things, and a drop of blood can kill a powerful person, and he can call the wind and rain on the ancient land, omnipotent.
Even a strand of hair that they naturally fell off is like the ancient god mountain, weighing as much as hundreds of millions, and can kill thousands of troops.
It can be said that the ancient sage was almost a god, every drop of blood, every inch of flesh, every bone was a supreme fetish, and his strength was so terrifying that it was unimaginable!
"Even if you are protected by a saint, you must be reasonable. This son is cruel and merciless. He killed so many comrades. They are all old friends of you and me. How can you let him go like this? He should be punished!"
Finally, a powerful member of Beiyuan's Golden Family spoke up, sat upright on the table, and spoke with strict justice, saying that he wanted to kill Ye Fan.
The old yin and yang leader of Zhongzhou didn't have much longevity, but his mana was so powerful that it made people's heart palpitate. At this time, his expression was calm, but his words were indifferent, and he said: "As a saint, he knows right from wrong, beheading this son, offering sacrifices to resentful souls, is not contrary to a saint. Why do you need to worry, you and I can both kill him!"
In the main hall, white mist surged on the ground, no one's knees, and behind every jade table sat a hero, like a dormant savage dragon, with terrifying energy and blood hidden in his body, emitting terrifying fluctuations .
At this time, everyone was moved, and there was a murderous aura, and many people began to speak in agreement.
"Nowadays, even the Holy Master dares to kill him. If he grows up, Donghuang will not be overthrown. How can we comfort the mourning soul if we don't kill him!"
"Introduce the heroes of all parties into the urn and murder them. So many people have died. How can we calm down if we don't kill him?"
The gunpowder was ignited, and the heroes didn't speak, but the elders who were sitting down all spoke out one after another, demanding that Ye Fan be executed.
"You are all bad guys, you are all bullying big brother, the crazy uncle will come to save us!" The little girl wrinkled her nose, her immature words echoed in the hall.
Ye Fan smiled, glanced at everyone, and said, "Why did you appear in Wanlong's Nest?"
"Of course you led us there!" shouted a Supreme Elder from the Zifu.
"Who forced me to lead the way to clear my innocence?" Ye Fan asked calmly.
"..." Many people were speechless, leaving only murderous intent.
"And who repeatedly said that there is a place of great danger and you can't go there?" Ye Fan was calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"You know that a catastrophe is about to happen, why don't you make it clear and stop everyone?" the Supreme Elder Wanchu shouted.
"Who is slandering me as the inheritor of a ruthless person? I was blocked, but I was criticized. If you want to kill me, can you allow me to explain in detail?" Ye Fan looked indifferent.
"You are justified. You have killed so many heroes, but you want to push them away. It is unreasonable not to kill you!" the people from the True Demon Palace scolded.
The Holy Lord of Wanchu, the deputy leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, the younger brother of the head of the Golden Family, the owner of Misty Peak, the owner of the Hall of True Demons, etc. are all dead.
Only one head of the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion is left, and the elders of all parties have also suffered heavy losses. There are indeed more important people who died, and they are not willing to let it go.
Ye Fan didn't say anything, just took out a piece of beautiful jade, and fixed it in the void, pictures and words of everyone emerged in it.
"Why did you enter Wanlong's Nest? What happened at that time is clearly recorded in it."
This is everything that Ye Fan recorded with Shenyu. All the things that happened that day are being played back quickly, and all the things he was forced to help are clearly visible.
This left many people speechless, speaking with conscience, they all asked for it, and it is not an exaggeration to use the word "serve it" to describe it!
"Anyway, you have killed so many people, you must die with your life!" shouted a Supreme Elder of the Yin Yang Sect.
Wanchu, Zifu, Jinjia, Zhenmodian, Misty Peak and others all agreed with each other, their voices and expressions were all stern.
"Dai-dai-did your mother's head!" The big black dog muttered, inaudibly, but who was there, many people heard it.
"Where's the dog, beat it out!" The grand elder of the Yin Yang Sect was about to explode with anger.
"Shut your mouth!" The monkey poked the almost rotten soldier on the ground heavily like a big stick, making a loud "boom".
Now everyone knows that the ancient royal family is about to be born, and everyone is afraid of him. They are really afraid that he will summon some terrible kings in the future.
"Everyone, I have made many copies of this piece of divine jade, and it has been widely cast in all parts of the world." Ye Fan said without hesitation, "If you think I am wrong, let those jades be passed on to the world, and let the world comment on it." Judge."
Everyone's expression froze. It's nothing to spread this kind of thing by word of mouth. If Ye Fan dies, the great religions of all parties can make crimes for him at will.
However, if the real evidence is circulated in the world, it will really cause many big forces to be devastated.
Ye Fan had no fear in his heart, and at worst, he sacrificed the ancient sage, broke the seal, and let his blood flow into rivers.
"The dead are gone, and it's not Ye Fan's fault. You should think about the situation of the human race after the birth of the ancient race." Queen Mother Xi said.
Many people wanted to say something, but it was not easy to refute the face of the female saint of Yaochi. This time, the Queen Mother of the West made great efforts to rescue them with the order of the God City Stone.
"Boom!"
The Heavenly Palace trembled for a while, and many disciples of the Holy Land at the entrance of the main hall were blown away. Three strong men walked in with great strides, all of them imposing and intimidating.
Peacock King, with light hair, looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, very handsome, but he is so powerful that he roars to smash mountains and rivers.
"Those people deserve their death, they asked for it!" He came in with such a sentence, obviously coming to support Ye Fan.
This is the figure at the top of the Great Power Pyramid, and like Nan Gongzheng, it is very likely that he will break through this realm and enter a higher realm.
Beside him, the Qingjiao King was tall and burly, looking like a middle-aged man, with blood like a sea, very scary.
And the other person is even more frightening. The old daoist robe seems to have been worn for thousands of years, and his bronze skin is dry, but he is hale and hearty. He is the red dragon Taoist.
He is more than three thousand years old, half a generation older than the average Holy Master, and he has almost stepped into the realm of great power. He is a person who can walk sideways in the Eastern Wasteland, and dares to chase and kill the Holy Master in a big way.
Lian Houzi frowned when he saw him. Last time when he was in Shencheng, he suffered a big loss from Chilong Laodao.
"If you kill, you will kill, if you die, you will die, what else do you want?" Taoist Chilong said indifferently, scanning everyone.
The three shocking demon kings came hand in hand, giving people a strong sense of oppression, and making everyone fearful.
"One thousand and five hundred years away from Chilong, you still have that temper, don't you control too much?" the supreme old leader of Zhongzhou Yinyang Sect said.
"Don't accept it, come here and fight!" Chilong Taoist sneered again and again, without any scruples, and said: "You are not ashamed to treat a junior like this? I will protect the Eucharist!"
"Chilong, don't think that you are invincible in the world, maybe we will have a battle." The old yin and yang leader Shouyuan will dry up, so he will not be afraid of anything.
At this time, Yan Ruyu, the descendant of the Qing Emperor, also appeared at the gate of the Dashou Hall. She had black hair like a cloud, a nine-phoenix hairpin on her top, and a robe of jade threads embroidered with rivers and mountains. She was as holy as a divine lotus.
However, her appearance caused many people's hearts to beat violently, and they had a bad feeling.
Everyone knows that several big monsters are protecting her, which represents a kind of will of the monster clan. Whether it is the Peacock King or the Red Dragon Taoist, they can easily borrow the ultimate holy weapon from her.
Now, only the holy soldiers left by the Qing Emperor can be easily used, without suppressing the so-called "inheritance", which is the most unstable factor today, and many great religions are deeply afraid of it.
"I've met a few seniors." Ye Fan stepped forward to salute.
The Peacock King patted him on the shoulder, then looked at some of the leaders, and said, "Use power to overwhelm others, and I'm afraid you will fail, so if you don't accept it, come out and fight!"
The leader of the Golden Clan in Beiyuan was full of golden energy, and said: "What's the point of fighting, I'm afraid you won't succeed?"
"That's right, let's fight. With so many comrades here, do the three of you want to disturb the peach festival in Yaochi?" The people from Misty Peak also echoed.
In the main hall, many strong men stood up, and many heroic masters also spoke one after another. A murderous aura was pervading against the three kings of the monster clan.
"Yaochi has only held a meeting for five hundred years, and every time there is a holy master battle, if you don't speculate, then see you on the stage of life and death!"
Wu Dao, Tu Tian, and Jiang Yi among the thirteen bandits in the Northern Territory all stood up and stood side by side with the Peacock King and others.
Different camps have accumulated grievances for many years, and now they are about to detonate, and many heroes will be involved.
"Everyone, why bother..." Queen Mother Xi persuaded, she didn't want a bloody battle, although Yaochi prepared the battle stage every time, she didn't want to see it either.
"Brother Chilong, two thousand years apart, you and I are still alive..." Taoist Crow said, as if sighing.
"You are still alive, the only old friends left are you and me." Taoist Chilong nodded, feeling a lot of emotion.
Everyone felt that it was not good. This living fossil had obviously gone to that side. It was really difficult to get over this hurdle if it was really going to be on the stage to compete.
Taoist Crow is absolutely a terrifying master!
"Why are you unconvinced, let's fight?!" The Peacock King glanced at everyone again, sneering again and again.