Everyone looked at the place where the sand was blowing, their expressions unspeakably nervous. Even the old man changed his former leisure time, his face became solemn, and the foot he stepped on, trembling slightly, retracted again.
Finally, the wind and sand dispersed, and people also saw the figure inside. It was a thin man, and what he held in his arms was actually Chu Qingcheng, who had just stepped on it with the old man's foot, but had not trampled to death.
The pupils of the eyes couldn't help shrinking fiercely, and all the people in black were shocked and unbelievable.
He was able to rescue people unconsciously from the hands of the master, then this person is really...
"Absolutely, a real master!"
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and the old man looked there deeply, and he did not dare to neglect any more, and his voice became much lower: "It seems... the old man did not go for nothing this time, there is really hard stubble, and the old man needs to deal with it. !"
Ignoring them, Zhuo Fan just gently stroked Chu Qingcheng's already faint face, his expression gloomy, and then slowly raised her up, turned around, and looked at the others, but his eyes were silent. Shenguang: "Old guy, you really dare to attack her, it seems that you don't want to live anymore!"
"Huh, you are not ashamed. It is indeed your ability to save people from the old man's hands. But with such a comatose little girl as a burden, you may have a lot of constraints when you start it, which is not good for you. …"
Shoo!
The old man was proud and chuckled. But he didn't wait for his voice to fall, but after listening to the sound of swordsman flying by, a bloody mist burst out, and ten masters of the Spirit King realm disappeared in the blink of an eye, and turned into A pile of minced meat will be buried here forever.
So fast!
The pupils couldn't stop shrinking fiercely, and everyone was shocked. Even the old man looked stiff and looked at Zhuo Fan in disbelief.
How can there be such a fast sword energy in the world, even the old man can hardly respond? I am afraid that such a fast sword is already surpassing the sword emperor Ao Changtian's Emperor Sword Gang!
"Where are you... holy?"
This time, the old man asked these words again, still with a little dread and fear in the weight.
There was no answer, Zhuo Fan just curled the corner of his mouth, revealing a strange arc. The black-clothed leader groaned a little, suddenly realized, pointing at Zhuo Fan in horror: "I understand, Patriarch, he was the one who shot us before, not the girl, he is the terrible monster!"
bump!
With a flick of his finger, the black collar instantly turned into two halves and lost his breath.
Zhuo Fan chuckled and looked at the crowd, and said leisurely: "Who sent you, and what do you want?"
Gurgling...
There was a series of swallows, one after another, everyone stared at Zhuo Fan closely, full of amazement, and looked at the Patriarch from time to time, waiting for his instructions.
Cold sweat was also oozing on his head, and the old man's eyes turned left and right, thinking about countermeasures. When Zhuo Fan saw it, he couldn't help but shook his head reluctantly: "Oh, I can't even answer the question. Why do I need you?"
"Fengtian Jiandao, Ning Kong!"
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan waved his hand lightly, and the entire space immediately radiated an icy cold air. Everyone suddenly stagnated, and they could no longer move anymore.
What... What's going on, this is the Spirit King Realm
Looking at each other, everyone's heart could not stop beating, and their faces were full of anxiety and surprise. Even the old man had a heavy complexion and moved his body slightly. After all, he is a master of the royal rank. Although he is not completely imprisoned like other people, his body is a bit stiff, his flexibility is greatly reduced, and his complexion can't stop sinking. Down, slander in the bottom of your heart.
No, this person is definitely not an ordinary Spirit King master, otherwise it would not be possible to easily control the Spirit King of the same level and a higher-level emperor in an instant.
He... Who is he? How come the old man has been walking in the sanctuary for so many years, and he has never heard of such a person
Looking at them deeply, the corners of Zhuo Fan's mouth opened wider and wider: "How do you want to say it? If you don't say it, I'm not welcome. You can even be annihilated. By the way, just now Who said that I have constraints with a girl? Do I have to go all out to deal with you? Hahaha..."
As he said, Zhuo Fan was already waving his fingers slowly, and the gurgling and powerful waves on it continued to emit.
"etc!"
However, at this moment, the old man yelled and said anxiously: "I said, Mr. Want to come is not a member of the Danxia sect. No matter why you are involved in this dispute, even if you know it, it is probably It won't be spread out. After all, this is about the grievances between the Eight Emperors, and no one would want to be involved in this whirlpool!"
Nodding slightly, Zhuo Fan is noncommittal.
Seeing him gesture like this, the old man was relieved and said loudly: "We belong to Lord Demon Emperor. This time we intercepted the disciples of Danxia Sect because of the treasure in their hands, the purple golden colored glaze lamp. Because Yunlan City did it this time. Among the bidding treasures, there is a map of Minghai. Whoever obtains it will have a chance to find the Mingdi Taoist Temple. It is possible to become the emperor, and it can also be included in the list of the Lord Saints. If the treasure of Danxiazong is taken away, it will not have it. In the bidding of treasures, we also have one less opponent!"
"Oh, that's the case, is it almost as I guessed!"
Nodding clearly, Zhuo Fan was expressionless, and with a light wave, a hot air wave slammed in all directions. Those who were still stiff and motionless just now, with a bang, are all in this heat wave, evaporating into steam, completely losing their interest. Fifty masters, the whole army was wiped out in the blink of an eye, and none of them remained.
The pupils condensed unconsciously, and the old man was shocked immediately and roared: "You...what are you doing, I have already told you everything, why do you want to..."
"Yeah, you told me, you told me, I didn't say, you told me your intentions, I will let you go!"
A wicked smile suddenly crossed the corner of his mouth, and Zhuo Fan sneered: "You hurt Qingcheng, do you still want to live? Humph, dreaming!"
Click, click...
Fists clenched tightly, the old man gritted his teeth with anger, his eyes flushed: "It's really unreasonable. The old man doesn't want to fight with you because he is afraid of losing his army and losing his generals. It is not worth it. Do you really think that the old man is a majestic master, will Don't you have the guts to fight your Spirit King Realm?"
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, the old man immediately shook his body and burst out of Zhuo Fan's freezing cold air space, soaring into the sky. Immediately afterwards, he immediately knotted the Imprint Jue in his hand, and the golden light of the whole body was constantly leaking from the body, and he shouted: "The Emperor's Heaven Seal, Ghost Skull!"
Huh!
The golden light was flourishing, and the old man’s whole body suddenly showed a phantom of a tens of feet long skeleton. At the same time, the entire space was compressed, and all the golden light was pressed into it, just in the blink of an eye, above the sky, A square stamp pad with golden glow appeared, and the old man and the phantom of the skeleton stood motionless in it.
Seeing all this coldly, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but chuckle, noncommittal.
He knew in his heart that this was the supernatural power of an emperor-level master. The emperor's heavenly seal formed by adding his own soul to space compression was invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and ignoring the laws of space. A seal was smashed, the sky collapsed, and even the master of the spirit king couldn't stop it, and the attributes of the gods and souls can be fully displayed in the emperor heaven seal!
This old man's Emperor's Heaven Seal contains ghost-faced skeletons, which are feminine. I am afraid that this Heaven Seal will also affect the opponent's spirit.
Sure enough, at the moment the golden stamping pad appeared, the golden light filled Zhuo Fan's body, and at this moment, the ghosts roared and whispered in the depths of his mind. His mind was in a trance, and his body was also tottering!
"Hehehehe, it's just a Spirit King realm. Even if you can control the power of the space, can you still get the old man's emperor's sky light?"
With a cold smile, the old man's eyes were full of killing intent, and with a loud shout, the golden stamp pad slammed at Zhuo Fan fiercely: "Smelly boy, while you are unsure, the old man must smash you to pieces! "
Destroy the thunder flame, burn!
With a grunt in his heart, in Zhuo Fan's left pupil, black thunder flame suddenly appeared, and at the same time, the depth of his mind, the soul space, was suddenly covered with thunder flame.
Suddenly, those golden rays of light, when they encountered this pitch black, all turned into nothingness in the blink of an eye, and Zhuo Fan's eyes suddenly brightened, revealing the spirit of the spirit again.
He raised his head and glanced at the golden stamping pad that was approaching in a flash, Zhuo Fan's mouth curled up, and in his right pupil, two golden auras suddenly gleamed: "Hmph, although the Emperor Heaven Seal is invincible. But I met my thunder flames. It's estimated that I have to evade the three-pointer."
"Kongming Shentong is the second most important, Lei Yan broke through the sky!"
call out!
With a soft drink in my heart, a terrifying black flame column has already passed through a dark passage in an instant, and flies straight to the golden seal.
Unable to stop shaking his brows, the old man felt shocked: "What is this?"
boom!
However, he didn't wait for him to figure out what this weird thing was. The pitch-black flame hit his golden seal in an instant, and then, relying on the power of breaking through the air, to advance all the way, instantly penetrated the entire golden seal, and opened a one meter in radius, several tens of meters. Long round hole.
puff!
A mouthful of red blood squirted out suddenly, and the old man's complexion immediately paled. It was obvious that his imperial emperor heaven seal was received, which caused him to be seriously injured.
However, this is not the most terrible thing. What's more terrible is that this black thunder flame is not the only thing that can be done by punching this golden seal through. It sticks to the golden seal and keeps burning, which is the most terrifying thing.
what!
Like a maggot attached to a bone, the black flame burned on the gold seal, and it was also burning his soul, making him miserable and screaming again and again. The pain that hurts into the bones of the bones and burns the soul, but it makes this ancient old man almost crazy from the pain.
Although in the meantime, the old man kept begging for mercy, Zhuo Fan still ignored him indifferently and remained unmoved. When the seal was completely burned into dross that day, the old man was already in pain, and his last breath disappeared. , It's just that his distorted complexion makes anyone who sees him feel unstoppable.
How much pain did it take to die so tragically!
"I didn't use Burning Heaven Sword Dao to solve you all at once, I just wanted to ask you to borrow something, to be complete!"
Finally, Zhuo Fan came to the distorted old man's body, smiled slightly, hooked his fingers, and a big head immediately fell into his hands...