"That's... the old man's purple thunder and gold eyes?"
Long Jiu looked at the familiar things in the dark ghost crow's eyes, and he was completely stunned. Once upon a time, he used this divine eye to traverse the world and got the name of divine eye dragon nine.
But now, this divine eye has become a weapon in the hands of others, targeting him.
"This...impossible!" Long Jiu shook his head severely, completely unable to accept this fact.
Jian Fan laughed triumphantly: "Long Jiu, you didn't expect it, your world-famous purple thunder and gold eyes are now on the monster I sacrificed. Today, if you want to kill me, pass it first. Close your divine eye."
As soon as the voice fell, Jian Fan immediately pinched the finger.
Suddenly, "Wow..."
The ghost crow seemed to have received some order, and after fluttering its wings a few times, it suddenly flew into the air. A purple pupil shone with golden light, and with a rumbling, a purple light shot towards Long Jiu abruptly.
"Old nine, be careful!"
The blond old man hurriedly shouted to remind him that Long Jiu seemed to be a little startled. When the purple thunder was already on his body, he reacted and hurriedly raised the Proud Dragon Sword to block it.
boom!
There was a loud noise in the space, like a galloping horse. Long Jiu flew upside down like a broken kite amidst the flashing purple lights, and couldn't help but spray out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, the blond old man and the red-haired old man were in a hurry and rushed to Jian Fan. They knew in their hearts that this ghost crow was controlled by Jian Fan. As long as Jian Fan is resolved, this ghost crow will be no one to command.
However, how could Jian Fan not think of this
With a cold smile, Jian Fan beat again. "Boom boom" was another two loud noises, and two purple awns hit the blond old man and the red-haired old man respectively. The two of them barely blocked it, but they were all knocked out, with a trace of blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.
Seeing this, Zhuo Fan couldn't help being shocked, the purple thunder and gold eyes were indeed domineering. It's just the triple heaven realm, but it has forced the three Heaven Profound Realm masters to have no power to fight back.
If this continues, Qianlong Pavilion will be defeated, and their Luo family will be over.
"No, I must never let this happen."
With his eyes narrowed, Zhuo Fan gritted his teeth fiercely, hooked his fingers, and a red light slowly floated out of his body and flew towards Jian Fan.
Although he did so, he took a big risk. If his natal Blood Infant is discovered, a purple thunder can instantly destroy it, and Zhuo Fan himself will also die.
However, if they didn't do this, the three old men would lose, and their Luo family would still be unable to escape.
Take a gamble!
Zhuo Fan was ruthless and guided the Blood Infant to approach Jian Fan quietly.
At this moment, all Jian Fan's attention was attracted by the three old men in Qianlong Pavilion, and he didn't pay attention to the coming danger at all.
"Hahaha... These purple thunder golden eyes are really good things, even if the three of you come together, the old man is not afraid." The ghost crow flew back to Jian Fan's shoulder again, and Jian Fan looked at the three and laughed wildly.
The other two immediately flew to Jian Fan's side at this time, with a wicked smile on their lips.
Seeing this, the expressions of Long Jiu's trio were gloomy. Their three Qianlong Pavilion elders shot together, and it was the first time that they would be looked down upon to such a degree.
If they couldn't win today, then Qianlong Pavilion's face would be greatly embarrassed by them.
"A mere monster, plus a stolen purple thunder gold eye, I want to win the three of the old man. Condor, you are too arrogant." The blond old man let out a sigh, his eyes filled with golden light. The killing intent was unabashedly radiated, and it was clear that he was really angry.
"Ninth, fifth, don't move, I want to take the three heads in one go."
The red-haired old man looked at the decisive expression in the blond old man's eyes and nodded slowly. When Long Jiu saw it, he nodded slightly, and then both of them flew away from him.
As the nine elders of Qianlong Pavilion, they naturally knew the true strength of the blond old man.
Turn over the river and down the sea gold Jiao to cut, if you don't get angry, you'll be dead, and an anger will cut the sky and the earth. Even when Long Jiu had the eyes of God at the beginning, there were two and a half people in Qianlong Pavilion who could never beat him.
The first two are the first elder and the second elder, and the other half are the third elder who is angry.
Huh!
The dazzling golden light suddenly radiated from the whole body of the blond old man. Accompanied by the piercing sound of "zizi", his whole body was gradually covered with a dense golden film, as if he was wearing a golden armor. So that every time he moved a finger, there was a sound of metal clashing.
His complexion changed unconsciously, Jian Fan seemed to realize that this old man seemed to have undergone a certain change, which could threaten his life, and his complexion became more solemn.
"The old man wants you to see how he got the name of the old man who turned the river over the sea gold Jiao scissors."
With both fists slammed, the blond old man is now full of golden light, his eyes coldly looking at Jian Fan, and he rushed towards him when he stepped on it. At the same time, cross your palms and grab it forward like a pair of scissors.
Roar!
The clear dragon sounded across the sky, and in the dark night sky, Jian Fan and the three could actually see a huge dragon head phantom around the blond old man.
At this moment, the dragon was opening its mouth wide, and as the blond old man's palms fought and grabbed it, it was about to swallow the three of them in one bite.
"Spirit level advanced martial arts, dragon bite claws!"
Surprised, Jian Fan hurriedly fought his hands, causing Gui Crow to use the purple thunder and gold eyes in a hurry.
Boom, another purple light shoots out!
But this time, the purple laser hit the golden dragon head, but it was bounced away with a touch. The dragon head bit at the three of them without any reduction in speed.
In shock, Jian Fan never expected that this old man was so powerful that he couldn't even help with purple thunder and golden eyes. However, he could also see that the golden light on the dragon's head had dimmed a lot.
"Nether Chain!"
At this moment, Jian Fan shouted, and the three of them waved at the same time. But seeing dozens of black iron chains scattered from the hands of the three of them, like a black cloud, enveloping the entire dragon head.
Wow, wow...
As soon as the chain was tightened, the entire dragon head was completely locked by the black chain, but the dragon head did not disappear and still persisted.
"It's worthy of being the three elders of Qianlong Pavilion. Together, the three of us can only fight with you to a tie."
Jian Fan's face was flushed and he was clutching the black chain, his eyes were staring at the old man in front of him, his head was full of sweat. The same is true for the two people around him.
The third elder gritted his teeth, and the corners of his mouth turned into an arc of disdain: "If it weren't for the purple thunder and gold eyes to help out, so are the three of you worthy of fighting against the old man?"
"Hehehe... You are right, we still have purple thunder and gold eyes."
As if he had been prompted by the three elders, Jian Fan grinned, holding the iron chain on his hand to make a hand gesture. In a moment, the ghost crow yelled, and a golden pupil began to appear purple light again.
Seeing this scene, a trace of cold sweat oozes from the forehead of the Third Elder.
Now he and the three people are in a stalemate. Once they are hit by the purple thunder, they will be seriously injured even if they are not dead.
"Three brothers!"
When Long Jiu and the red-haired old man met, they were even more shocked and wanted to rush forward, but it was too late.
Seeing that these three elders were about to die under this purple thunder, Jian Fan showed a triumphant smile.
However, at this moment, Zhuo Fan, who was a hundred steps away, also showed a weird smile.
"Take advantage of your chaos and kill you. I must not let Qianlong Pavilion lose in this decisive battle!"
The killing intent flashed in Zhuo Fan's eyes, and the seal in his hand was knotted. In an instant, the blood infant who was lying in ambush suddenly rushed towards Jian Fan. Now the attention of the three of Jian Fan is on the three elders, and they can't even notice that there is a foreign body attacking behind them.
"Hehehe... The third elder of Qianlong Pavilion, go to hell."
Jian Fan laughed wildly, and the eyes of the ghost crow were already purple. Suddenly, a red light entered the body, Jian Fan suddenly felt a stagnation, and the black chain in his hand suddenly disappeared.
"Elder Jian, what are you doing?" The two people next to him were surprised, and hurriedly looked at Jian Fan and shouted.
Only then did Jian Fan realize that a foreign body had entered the body and wanted to force it out. But it's too late...
Seeing such a great opportunity, how can the three elders let it go? There was a flash of energy in his eyes, and he suddenly exerted force!
Roar!
There was another trembling dragon chant, and the huge dragon head broke free from the black chain in an instant, and suddenly bit down.
The pupils shrank slightly, and the two of them hurriedly backed away, knowing that they were invincible. Poor Elder Jian also slugged for a while because the blood infant controlled his bloodline. At this moment, with a swish, an arm flew out in response.
Three Old Zhang shook his hand to catch the broken arm, stood proudly in the sky, looked at Jian Fan and the other two people who had lost an arm on the opposite side, and smiled coldly.
"Damn, you Qianlong Pavilion will also refine monsters to sneak attacks..."
Jian Fan gritted his teeth, feeling sad and angry. I thought he was a master of the magic road, but today he was attacked with a monster. Speaking out, how can there be a face in the magic way? The most important thing is that it is still a righteous person who successfully attacked him with monsters.
"go!"
After gritting his teeth, Jian Fan knew that he was already at a disadvantage, and he couldn't ask for the slightest advantage if he continued to fight. So decisively, flew away with two helpers.
However, how could Long Jiu allow his enemies to leave so easily.
"Chase!"
Knowing Long Jiu's feelings, the three bosses yelled, and then led the two to chase them...
The blood infant flew back into Zhuo Fan's body again, no one knew it was his hand. Zhuo Fan faintly smiled, Netherworld Valley will remember this hatred on the head of Qianlong Pavilion again, anyway, their grievances are quite a lot. One more is nothing.
Zhuo Fan thought comfortably.
However, that purple thunder and gold eye still made him very concerned.
"Looking for a chance, I have to find a way to get a practice method." Zhuo Fan touched his chin, his pupils turned left and right. In this world, there are not many things that can make his Demon Emperor look at, but the purple thunder and gold eyes of the emperor are definitely one of them.
"kill!"
However, at this moment, a team of men and horses dressed in black suddenly appeared and rushed towards the Qianlong Pavilion branch. There were dozens of experts in the Bone Forging Realm who rushed forward.
However, Qianlong Pavilion seemed to have a countermeasure early on, and Long Jie immediately led the team to fight. After a while, after the two sides fought together, another team rushed out of the small courtyard, led by Solanum.
When the previous few Sky Profound Realm masters were fighting, they kept hiding, waiting for the opportunity. Obviously, the pockets are made, and when all the people in Nether Valley get in, they can completely destroy each other.
The people in Nether Valley didn't seem to have expected that they had been in ambush long ago, and when they found something was wrong, they immediately evacuated. Solanum and Long Jie led people to chase them.
For a while, everyone disappeared, leaving only the Luo family in this small courtyard.
"Is this turning the tiger away from the mountain?"
Zhuo Fan, who had already known the Nether Valley plan, touched his nose without any rush. Because he is also waiting for the real protagonist to appear.
In a short while, Yang Ming led the bandits of Heifeng Mountain and appeared in his sight.
The corner of his mouth turned slightly, Zhuo Fan let out a laugh, and shook his head: "Netherworld Valley spends such a high price to make the Luo family die in the hands of the Lei family. I really don't know what medicine is sold in the gourd..."