Chapter 466

Li Xiaofan uses a fluent British London accent.

At the beginning, the pronunciation was still stiff.

But it soon became extremely smooth and mellow.

Carey was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that Li Xiaofan could speak authentic and fluent English.

Including Su Lina next to her, she also looked at Li Xiaofan in surprise.

I wonder if he is a top student who graduated from Harvard University or New York University. Otherwise, how can he look gentle and a deputy without the strength to bind a chicken.

But soon she changed her mind.

See the captain of the guard under Kelly, shaking his arm, like the crab aisle, angrily came forward and pointed to Li Xiaofan.

"Smelly boy, are you looking for fucking death?"

Pop!

As a result, before he finished his words, he was slapped by Li Xiaofan and flew out. The window glass of the travel agency was broken and Gulu rolled into the street outside.

Half of his face was beaten into shape, like a flat dough.

"Get down on your knees!"

Then, Li Xiaofan stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air. An inexplicable pressure surged out, just like mercury pouring into the ground.

Poop!

The captain of the guard couldn't bear it at all. As soon as his legs were soft, he knelt down on the ground and his head stuck to the ground. He couldn't lift his head at all.

But the captain of the guard was still very unconvinced, with bursts of beast like roars in his mouth and his eyes staring like copper bells.

Behind Kelly, a middle-aged man came up to Kelly and whispered a few words.

"Young lady, this man is a warrior. Of course, his power is not as high as mine. Take him."

Kelly nodded and agreed, but it was still difficult to hide the sarcasm in her eyes.

In her opinion, Li Xiaofan is not much better.

"Well, then, don't hold us back."

So they went on their way.

meanwhile.

In the depths of Mount Emei in China.

Here are strange peaks and steep mountains, shrouded in mountain fog all year round, and there are many dragons and snakes in legend.

Not to mention ordinary people, even those who are experts in God and martial arts can't break in.

This is the location of Emeishan palace family.

Behind the palace, a mountain peak was flattened. On the top of the mountain was an ancient altar.

The altar is painted black. Many runes are engraved on the surface, and even many places are cracked, revealing a breath of ancient times.

Gong chongtian, the elder of the palace family, sat cross legged on the altar. On his wrinkled face, Gu jingbubo.

He was like a piece of rotten wood. There was no vitality and vigor all over him.

Suddenly, an old voice came from the depths of the altar.

"... flower of hell... Take this flower... Kill Li taixuan..."

The sound was intermittent, if not, as if it came from the coffin.

Even if the top master of Huashen is here, he can't hear a word.

Because this is through the altar to sound, this mysterious means has long been lost.

Gong chongtian stood up and saluted under the altar. Then he turned and went down the altar.

When he passed by the family ancestral hall, he naturally sent the divine knowledge token of Gong Ming and broke.

Several of Gong Ming's direct descendants were just about to go out. They knew they were going to take revenge when they looked so fierce.

Gong chongtian rebuked these people and said with a sigh.

"I will revenge Gong Ming naturally. You dare to leave the family without authorization. Did you forget the group training!"

Several clansmen retreated obediently.

……

Deep in the mountains of Shu, there are many peaks, and strange mountains stand in the clouds, just like uncanny workmanship.

In a valley full of miasma, there is a solitary grave built of gravel.

In front of the solitary grave stood a stone tablet, which was like a big sword on the ground. On the surface of the stone tablet, a line of small characters were engraved. Because it was too old, the weathered could not see clearly.

Suddenly, the middle of the ancient tomb separated, revealing a dark and narrow passage inside, and a woman in an ancient dress walked out slowly.

This woman looks cool and beautiful. She carries a green whistle and an ancient sword. She looks like a chivalrous woman from the fairy Xia story.

"Shushan sword sect has been closed for hundreds of years. It must have been forgotten by the world."

"Now, hell flowers bloom. It should belong to our Shushan sword sect. Those who block me will die!"

The cold woman drank softly, and her charming body disappeared into the depths of the mountains in an instant.

……

Wudao alliance headquarters.

Vice alliance leader Zhi Jianxing left the headquarters and went to the depths of the Sahara desert.

Before leaving, he made a military order in front of the general alliance leader. He is determined to get the flower of hell.

... in a pyramid in ancient Egypt, a door suddenly opened and a gust of wind blew from it. In the strong wind, a human skeleton could be seen faintly, holding a scepter. The palm of the skeleton was raised slightly, and an ancient syllable came out of its mouth. Then, I saw the strong wind rising suddenly and winding up the skeleton with a stream of sand and dust. But in the blink of an eye, all the wind and sand shaped the skeleton into a human shape, of course, like a clay statue. At this time, a group of tourists came slowly. They were about to go into the pyramid to visit. "... delicious blood... I haven't tasted this blood for hundreds of years..." the mummy suddenly reached out and grabbed it in the air. It was like a lizard swallowing ants. The tourists shouted in panic. "Ah... What's the matter..." "what a strong wind..." "I feel like I was caught by a thug..." then, I saw bursts of screams and blood fog in the flying sand, just like a slaughterhouse. However, soon the scream was over, and the thin ones fell to the ground. Then, a handsome middle-aged man with a high nose and blue eyes holding a scepter came out of the wind and sand. The dust was all over the sky behind him, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air. "The flower of hell, it belongs to me!"... From the depths of the dead sea, an old woman with long hair walked barefoot on the sea like a water ghost, dragging long hair, with a breath of death around her body On the Sahara desert covered with flying sand. After several days of long journey, Li Xiaofan and others have gradually approached the Heishui basin. However, the deeper you go, the worse the environment of the desert becomes. The yellow sand is all over the sky, and the sun is like a big stove, burning the earth above your head, and the sand is very hot. The current temperature must at least reach more than 30 degrees. Looking around, we can't find any green plants, let alone water. However, in the storage bag around Li Xiaofan's waist, there are enough julingdan. Taking one, he doesn't have to eat for seven days and nights. He is still energetic. As one of the nine elders of Wudao alliance, LUOQI mountain naturally carries a kind of spiritual liquid with him. However, his spirit liquid was very rough, and I didn't know how many times it had been diluted. Compared with julingdan, it was the difference between river water and precious jade liquid, which could not be compared at all. Therefore, when he smelled the bursts of Dan incense, his saliva almost flowed out and watched Li Xiaofan take the pill. Li Xiaofan naturally wouldn't pay attention to him. He looked at his nose, nose and heart, and soon entered the state of cultivation.