Chapter 389

Fan Ling, the little leader of the blood clan, went to a man in the black skeleton tomb, took off the ring in each other's hand and put it on his finger. Half a ring, his face ecstatic, took out a scroll.

"Hahaha, three thousand thunder, low-level body method, mom, this thing will be mine from now on. Once you practice it, even if you are a strong fighter, what can you do to me!"

Fan Ling laughed wildly and proudly. Suddenly, a black figure rushed towards fan Ling. All of a sudden, they had just fought a hard battle and relaxed their vigilance, so that the black figure seized this opportunity.

The black figure fell to the ground, proudly held the Silver Scroll in his hand and said with a smile: "Hey, thank you, sect leader fan Ling. You've worked hard to get this body method fighting skill. However, it's better to keep these things for me!"

The mantis catches cicadas and the Yellow finches are behind!

Fan Ling, the little leader of the blood clan, including those fighters who survived the blood clan, all had gloomy faces. Before they spoke, the change in the field was born again.

A suction force was born suddenly. The Silver Scroll originally held by Xiao Yan took off and flew to the pole of a big tree 100 meters away.

There, a young man in purple and gold robes was standing. The young man's hand casually held the silver scroll, which reflected a faint luster in the sunlight.

"Sorry, guys, I'd better keep this thing!"

"Son of heaven!" Xiao Yan frowned and said in secret, "Why are you again?"

From Xiao Yan's appearance to snatch the scroll in fan Ling's hand, to the emperor's appearance to snatch the scroll in Xiao Yan's hand, everything is completed between lightning and flint.

"Yes, it's me!" the emperor smiled.

"Why are you everywhere?"

Xiao Yan couldn't help being annoyed. He felt very angry about it in his heart.

I'm going to get the ground level fighting skill - 3000 thunder, as well as the yin-yang Xuanlong pill in fan Ling's hand. Oh, by the way, there are the remnant map of Jinglian demon fire and the flying fighting skill thunder bat Tianyi. Unexpectedly, these things will change their masters now.

"Hehe, Xiao Yan, give up. You can't fight me." the emperor always held such a smile in his mouth, stepped on the void and walked to Xiao Yan.

"Step on the void!"

"Dou Zong!"

"God, is he already a douzong?"

Fan Ling and the others looked heavy and could not speak one by one.

Douzong's strongmen, even if they are given a hundred courage, they dare not offend a douzong's strongman.

Fan Ling and other blood clan people took a breath one after another. In the face of the latter's amazing face, fan Ling couldn't help looking at it more.

As for Xiao Yan, he looked at the emperor with great fear.

Because he heard Yao Lao's shocked voice: "Dou Zun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Teacher, what should I do?" Xiao Yan asked softly.

"If I were a douzong, I could drag one or two, but I met a douzun, and the son of heaven is a peerless genius. In my current state, I am not sure that I can snatch the remnant picture of pure lotus demon fire in front of the son of heaven. The time is bad for me, so withdraw!" there was a very heavy voice of medicinal dust in Najie.

"Just......" Xiao Yan was worried. He practiced burning Jue. There was no different fire, so he couldn't continue to promote burning Jue. I finally got the remnant picture of the pure lotus demon fire and asked him to give up. How can he be reconciled!

"Boy, withdraw. If they know my existence, this force with soul hall will only cause more trouble. If you really have a relationship with different fire, you will be able to get other different fire. At present, it is only a remnant map of pure lotus demon fire, not a complete map." Yaochen advised again.

"Good!!!"

Xiao Yan nodded slightly. The son of heaven was here. He knew that those treasures were destined to be missed by him. Lining said, "son of heaven, I won't argue with you, but please don't break the rules. According to the agreement, you can't do it to me after a year!"

"OK, you go!" the emperor glanced at Xiao Yan faintly.

Xiao Yan's heart was unwilling to take a look at fan Ling. He shook his back, turned his wings, and flapped his wings to leave here.

"Oh, I'm fighting the king." the emperor whispered.

"Fan Ling, the young leader of the blood clan, isn't he?" the emperor asked faintly.

"Yes, sir." fan Ling nodded and hurriedly said, "my father is the leader of the blood clan and the fifth expert in the black list, fan Fei!"

Fan Ling doesn't know whether the emperor will eat it or not. Anyway, she hopes that the emperor can spare his life for the sake of his father.

Black list, the list of the strong in the black corner domain. There are a hundred in all. However, the latter ones change almost every day. There are constant challenges to promotion. As for the leader of the blood clan, he really ranked fifth in the realm of five-star fighting emperor.

"Fan Lao, he is dead." the emperor said faintly.

"What????"

Fan Ling and other strong men of the blood clan looked at the son of heaven with great fear. Especially fan Ling, the fierce light and hatred in her eyes flashed away.

As for the strong men of other blood sects, their faces were panicked one by one. The leader of the blood clan has undoubtedly become their pillar. Now, hearing that this pillar is gone, their faces, even those blood guards like death attendants, have a look of panic.

"Although I didn't kill it last, it's dead." the emperor looked at fan Ling and wrapped the silver scroll into the system. He said coldly: "don't talk nonsense, fan Ling, hand over your ring. I can choose not to kill you myself!"

Fan Ling hesitated. There were seven pills, Yin Yang Xuanlong pill and other treasures in his ring. Just for a moment, his face changed again. He really didn't have the courage to fight the emperor. Among them, the highest level is the fighting spirit. Others are more under the fighting spirit, and the number is only dozens. They are not the opponent of a strong "fighting sect" at all.

Fan Ling took off the ring on her finger and threw it to the emperor.

"Can I... Go?" fan Ling asked the emperor in a low voice.

"Who is Luo Chang always?" the emperor suddenly asked.

"The villain is Luo Ming, the elder of the blood clan!" a middle-aged man in blood clothes respectfully saluted the emperor.

"Kill fan Ling and swallow this pill. From then on, you will be the leader of the blood clan." the emperor threw out a blood red pill, which came from the sugar beans he made casually

As a result, Luo Changlao Cheng ate sugar beans as poison in fear.

"Kill me? Didn't you say you wouldn't kill me?" fan lingnu stared at the emperor.

"Killing a big dipper is simply dirtying my hands. I just said I wouldn't kill you myself. Luo Changlao, do you want to worry?" the emperor shouted angrily.

"You're kidding me!"

Fan Ling was furious. Before he could scold the emperor, a bloody blade fell fiercely behind fan Ling.