Chapter 1192

The white hair danced slowly, although there was no wind, but with a trace of essence. His eyes were like fierce ghosts, scarlet, and his dark golden robe was constantly flashing with an amazing sound of hunting.

Ye Fantian had thought that someone would be killed in this Jihad, and this number was definitely not a few, but what he didn't expect was that there was such a big gap.

Among the hundreds of surviving disciples, I'm afraid the core disciples account for more than 90%.

However, ye Fantian is also very clear that the future achievements of each of these surviving people will definitely not be in the minority.

At the moment of entering the ancient palace, ye Vatican could clearly perceive that he had been firmly locked by hundreds of gods. These people were all core disciples and many surviving disciples, but ye Vatican didn't care. On the contrary, he focused his attention on the other gods.

These gods are sent out by many powerful people. If ye Fantian guesses well, this is the backstage of many core disciples killed by himself, or the elders among them. Because the other party is powerful, ye Fantian can feel it even if he doesn't want to deliberately detect it.

"Is this the first strong man?"

"It's just so... It's strange that this guy's strength is only the cultivation of the eternal realm, or just Mahayana. How can he become the first?"

"Yes, I'm much stronger than him..."

"It is said that this man has got countless treasures..."

"Nonsense, how can there be no treasure after killing so many core disciples?"

The voice of discussion rang out continuously.

Soon the whole ancient palace was filled with the sound of this discussion, which was very noisy.

Ye Fantian frowned slightly, but he didn't care at all. Now he has strong strength and can completely ignore each other. Naturally, he didn't care.

"Silence!"

Two faint words suddenly came out.

A middle-aged man, a Mahayana God, slowly appeared in the palace and shouted with a solemn look on his face.

Boom

The infinite breath immediately filled the whole ancient palace. The terrible breath was enough to make people's breathing become heavy, even suffocating.

Although he is middle-aged, his eyes contain profound fluctuations and breath. It looks deep and powerful only after thousands of things and countless running in!

"It's the Cang Python King... It's the Cang Python king! Unexpectedly, I was lucky to see the Cang Python king!"

"Yes, unexpectedly, I can really see him. The experience of Cang Python king has become a legend..."

"It's terrible... The strength of the other party can fight against strong people who are many levels higher than themselves during the period of Mahayana bone refining realm, and kill them. This is a terrible guy!"

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The people's comments made Ye Fantian's heart move slightly, and then looked at the man.

Ye Fantian also knows something about the Cang Python king. After all, it is difficult for such legendary figures not to be noticed.

Sure enough, the lines on each other's face are particularly clear. These lines are combined as if they were Python scales. It is said that this person was abandoned by his parents when he was young, but the person who abandoned him doesn't know what the reason is.

It was thrown into an ancient Python pit, which was full of Python.

In this case, I'm afraid if it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

However, the Cang Python king not only did not die, but was raised by a group of Python. Because he lived with Python for a long time, he also had a trace of Python mark on his body.

It is said that this man's character is like a python. He is cruel and cruel. After investigating his life experience, he once killed his father himself.

However, although this person is vicious, few people dare to provoke him. On the one hand, the other party's strength is strong, on the other hand, this guy is really an immortal Xiaoqiang!

"Whew, whew, whew..."

The sound of breaking through the air began to float, and the rapid figure of the eleven lines crossed the void in front of the palace.

Ye Fantian's pupil contracted slightly.

Each of the eleven human shadows has a powerful and unparalleled breath passing around. The robe moves slowly, and the eyes are as sharp as a sword, or the vicissitudes are abnormal, or the turbidity is abnormal!

But no matter which kind, they are all with amazing pressure!

The Cang Python King saluted the eleven people slightly, with a respectful look on his face. It is obvious that he has great respect for the identity of the eleven people!

The faces of many core disciples also showed excitement, excitement and pride, because there were their elders among the eleven.

This is an honor!

"Jihad is over, and the top ten disciples of Jihad will be given a gift, and the top five strong will be given a decree. This is a qualification to enter the kunshenyu, the highest University in the holy land, to learn and cultivate the supreme martial arts. After all, they are now the shackles and bottlenecks!"

An old man said slowly.

With a faint smile on his face, he seemed to feel quite interesting looking at the strange look of the people.

Yes, at this time, all the disciples had all kinds of wonderful looks on their faces.

There are excitement, pride, helplessness, sadness, anger and dissatisfaction

"Does Kun Shenyu study?"

Ye Fantian's heart moved slightly.

He had also heard of this divine realm.

If the jiuxiao world is big, no one can figure out the greatness of the holy land, but the greatness of the holy land still exists in other aspects, such as combination!

The sanctuary is like a lonely planet.

The planet is constantly rotating, and there are other fields around it, which is like a star in the void of the universe, but all the star worlds here are called jiuxiao world.

Only those ancient family disciples will know this, and others will not know it at all, because these are only recorded in the oldest records.

Ye Fantian's heart moved slightly. This Jihad was more terrible than that in previous years. It was obvious that he was not just selecting his own family disciples, but the disciples of all families did not get the information. Obviously, this Jihad was not the most critical decision that many families could make.

"Kun divine domain... This is an ancient martial arts holy land. It is the closest star to the holy domain. There is a huge transmission array to transmit. Many people come and go, but few can really enter it, because the disciples in Kun divine domain are not only powerful, but also terrible!"

Ye Fantian thought secretly in his heart.

This is undoubtedly a great opportunity. The creation time of Kun divine domain is amazing compared with the holy domain. If he can, he is looking forward to entering it.

"Holy Son... This is the first title and the best candidate. When you enter the realm of Kun God, you will get supreme glory, and your family will become stronger because of you..."

An old man smiled slowly.

The old man's long hair danced, seemingly careless, but in fact, he had infinite power, and easy touch seemed to break the world.

"What a terrible guy. There is a fluctuation similar to my blood in this man. Is this the strong man of Ye's war clan?"

Ye Fantian's heart moved slightly.

There is nothing wrong with his idea, because this person is no other than Xuanye that night!

Looking at Ye Fantian's flattering posture, ye Xuanye is more and more fond of him.

"Hum... According to the arrangement of points, all people begin to stand well!"

An old man shouted grimly.

Although the sound seems small, it actually has infinite fluctuations and thunder flashes.

There was a terrible smell of fire on this man's body. Ye Fantian looked at each other again and felt an amazing smell of blood surging on this guy.

This is a kind of blood breath from the depths of the soul. It seems that the spirit of fire is roaring.

"This guy... Is the strong man of the Kirin Protoss!"

Ye Fantian's pupil contracted slightly.

"First, you are the son of God. Come forward!"

The old man said fiercely.

"It's troublesome now. It's said that the boy was the one who killed the holy king of Kirin. The old man's identity is the ancestor of Kirin and the most powerful among the Kirin Protoss. It's said that his strength has reached the seventh heaven of Mahayana, but I'm afraid his real combat effectiveness will be more powerful..."

"I said, old Kirin, what are you doing?"

Night wuzun looked at each other with a smile and shouted.

"Hum..."

Old Qilin's face twitched a little. The next moment, an ancient object appeared in his hand.

This is a fist sized spar. Once it is taken out, the boundless breath is enough to pass through and burst out like ancient and modern times.

"Small world... This is really a small world..."

Someone couldn't help screaming.

Ye Fantian's heart is also very happy. If it is a small world, there will be huge field fluctuations and laws. At that time, his own laws will be perfect.

"This small world was obtained by our Qilin Protoss by chance. Now it's given to you!"

Old Qilin's face was very ferocious and said slowly!

Ye Fantian's face did not change. The strength of the people in front of him was not weak. On the surface, he maintained a posture around the fifth heaven of Mahayana, which obviously implied his strength. However, even if his internal strength reached the seventh heaven, ye Fantian felt that he had reservations.

On that crystal stone, the dense marks formed a meridian like posture, but when he saw this crystal stone, ye Fantian's face couldn't help changing.

"Evil world... Old Kirin, are you dying?"

Night wuzun's face became ugly and roared in a very low voice