Chapter 857

Yang Fan's eyes glanced over the wall, and then he found that the statue pattern on the wall was very special. The two sides of the battle were obviously Protoss and demons.

From the relief pattern carved on the wall, Yang fan can see the story recorded on the relief pattern, which is obviously the battle between gods and demons in ancient times.

Straight through the main hall, Yang Fan walked directly to the depth of the main hall. In front of him, there was more than one floor of the spire castle. Yang Fan could feel that on the top of the top of the castle, there was a wave that was far more powerful than the spiritual power of the Aboriginal warriors in front of him.

Soon, Yang Fan guessed that the man should be the ruler of the Golden King Star, and only he could send out such a strong spiritual power.

At the end of the hall on the first floor, there are golden stairs carved with dragon and phoenix patterns in front. Every step emits a light golden light, and the end of the steps is also a piece of gold.

Since Yang Fan entered the spire castle, he was almost completely wrapped in a layer of golden ocean, covering his eyes.

And this kind of gold is not that vulgar gold, but a kind of rose gold revealing the brilliance.

"There's something else here. I didn't expect it."

Looking at the golden steps, Yang Fan took his eyes back and moved to the aboriginal warrior with wings on his back.

Seeing Yang Fan's indifferent smile, the native warrior with wings on his back quickly lowered his head. Even if Yang Fan didn't release his soul power against him, he was able to detect Yang Fan's temptation.

For him, Yang Fan's glance is like a sharp knife, suddenly cut to his flesh and blood, so that he did not dare to face Yang Fan, can only retreat to one side, obedient, trembling.

However, Yang Fan had already arrived at the top of the steeple castle at the time of a cup of tea. Until now, he suddenly found that the dome was empty, except for the white relief carved on the wall.

Without hesitation, Yang Fan immediately looked at the white relief and saw a God with golden wings fighting with another demon with black wings.

Yang Fan looked in his eyes and thought in his heart: is this the war between gods and demons in ancient times?

Apart from the huge relief, there is nothing on the top floor of the castle. The only thing that can attract Yang Fan's attention is the Golden Dragon chair in front of him.

There is also a beautiful woman sitting on it. Behind her, a pair of white wings grow, holding a golden scepter, and her whole body exudes a kind of holy and unattainable golden brilliance.

Obviously, this is a fairy. Just from the golden scepter held by the fairy and the Dragon chair under her buttocks, Yang fan can guess the status of the fairy. For example, the status of the God is higher.

If not unexpected, the fairy sitting on the Golden Dragon chair is likely to be the supreme ruler of the Golden King Star family.

It seems that when Yang Fan entered the castle, the fairy with the golden scepter had already found the trace of Yang Fan. When she saw Yang Fan, her face didn't even change. She just waved to the native warrior who brought Yang Fan to the castle to step down.

The aboriginal warrior who brought Yang Fan to the castle also knew that he had made a disaster. He could not even stand on his legs, and the cold sweat on his forehead had not been dried.

It can be seen that the fairy holding the golden scepter signaled him to step down. The aboriginal warrior stepped back like an amnesty. Before he left, he did not forget to glance at Yang Fan. It was Yang Fangang who brought him too much pressure. He would like to be far away from Yang Fan now. He had better never see him.

Today, Yang Fan has met the ruler of the Golden King Star. As for the small role of the aboriginal warrior who brought him here, naturally, he doesn't pay attention to it. If he wants to go, let him go.

"Is the girl the master here?"

It was not until the aboriginal warrior who brought Yang Fan left that Yang Fan looked at the fairy holding the golden scepter and asked.

"I've met you, Princess jinwangxing!"

Princess jinwangxing, who was holding the golden scepter, came to Yang Fan immediately, with a look of doubt on her face.

After pondering for a long time, she then slowly asked: "I don't know where you are sent, why do you come to our king star?"

Yang fan can appear in jinwangxing without her noticing, and easily sends her out to be in charge of guarding the castle. He breaks the prohibition all the way to the top floor of Jianding castle. When he sees her, the princess of jinwangxing doesn't even have the slightest sense of timidity.

If Yang Fan is just a good human warrior, Princess jinwangxing will never believe it.

She thinks that Yang Fan must be a member of the three forces on the blue planet, and with Yang Fan's strong strength, even if he is not the master of the three forces, he is definitely a powerful figure among them.

If so, the purpose of Yang Fan's coming to jinwangxing is worth her guessing. After all, they are one of the most powerful forces in the western world.

In the eyes of Princess jinwangxing, if Yang Fan does not make an alliance, it is definitely a feud.

Yang Fan glanced lightly at the golden princess, and smiled. "I'm afraid the princess is wrong. He is not a member of the three forces, nor is he a blue planet. When he comes to see his royal highness this time, he just wants to go to the blue planet, and look at the details of the forces such as the hall of repair."

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't have the slightest airs, Princess jinwangxing didn't have the slightest contempt on her face. Seeing the indifferent smile on Yang Fan's face, Princess jinwangxing's eyes when she looked at Yang Fan became extremely dignified.

Invisibly, Yang Fan showed a little momentum, but Princess jinwangxing could not bear it. She only felt the pressure like a mountain suddenly on her heart.

"Isn't your excellency from the blue planet, or a member of the three forces?"

When Princess jinwangxing heard what Yang Fan said, she was stunned. In her opinion, if Yang Fan didn't come from the blue planet or belong to the three forces, who is Yang Fan?

There are many races in this time and space, but Yang Fan's breath, as well as his black hair and black pupil, is obviously from the blue planet.