Chapter 1327: Vassal clothes

Chapter One Three Two Seven Surrender

"Running?" Seeing Xiao Fan and Zhan Huangtian disappear into the sky, the crowd came back to their senses, and their eyes were filled with surprise.

"I said, he is definitely not the opponent of the son of God, and he ran away in fright! He is really a coward!" The monk from the Temple of War sneered.

"According to you, knowing that you are going to die, you still stay here and be killed?" Someone looked at the monk in the Temple of War with contempt.

Knowing that it is death, and not running away, that is the real fool!

However, some people were surprised by Xiao Fan's strength. Among other things, being able to escape from the hands of the Emperor of War was also a skill. Other peaks of the battle sacred realm might not be able to run.

Speaking of Zhan Huangtian chasing Xiao Fan, he galloped for half a cup of tea, he finally stopped, his angry eyes were shining brightly, and he scanned the surroundings coldly.

However, no trace of Xiao Fan was found all around, and even the spirit power aura disappeared completely.

If he hadn't seen Xiao Fan and Xiaojin with his own eyes, he would have fled in this direction, and Zhan Huangtian would have thought he had seen a ghost.

At this moment, Xiao Fan sent Xiaojin into the mystery of the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion space, but he himself appeared in Xiaotiandi.

Everything in Xiaotiandi couldn't escape Xiao Fan's capture. He instantly appeared next to the dying Muming Tianwei, whose huge body was now only two-thirds the size.

"It's up to you to fulfill your promise now." Xiao Fan said lightly.

If the turbulent Tianwei dared to refuse, Xiao Fan would definitely obliterate it for the first time, and it would be regarded as revenge for the ancestors tens of thousands of years ago.

"Zhuo Tianhong worships his master." The voice of Zhuo Ming Tian's tail suddenly rang in Xiao Fan's ears, and then, its eight tails danced in the void.

Streams of light bloomed, condensed into a mysterious circular pattern at high altitude, exuding a mysterious and ancient atmosphere, extremely holy.

"What kind of pattern is this? How do I feel beyond the soul pattern?" Xiao Fan looked at the circular pattern in surprise. Those patterns made him feel more mysterious than the ancestor-level soul pattern.

"Master, this is a master-servant contract. As long as you drop a drop of blood into it, from now on, you will be my master." Chu Ming Tianwei said respectfully.

"Master-servant contract?" Xiao Fan was very puzzled, but he believed that in his own small world, the turbid end of life could not make a big wave.

The tip of his finger forced a drop of blood into the circular pattern. The original white light suddenly turned into a blood color, and the circular pattern spun quickly.

After a few breaths, the circular pattern suddenly split into two and shot into the center of the eyebrows of Xiao Fan and Chao Ming Tianwei respectively.

Xiao Fan's head was dumbfounded. When he woke up, he felt something more in his mind. With a movement of his mind, Mu Ming Tianwei suddenly screamed.

"Master, be merciful, be merciful!" Chu Ming Tianwei screamed, as if a little life was worse than death.

Only then did Xiao Fan withdraw his thoughts, his heart moved slightly, and he said: "You are called Zhuo Tianhong, right? This master-servant contract, I can easily control your life and death, you are not afraid that I will also torture you, making you worse than death. ?"

When he said this, Xiao Fan's spirit power enveloped the Chaoming Tianwei tightly. He wanted to see if the Zhuoming Tianwei Zhuo Tianhong lied to him.

"The master-servant contract, the master will die, the servant will die, the servant will die, the master will have nothing, the master can decide the servant's life, but cannot determine the servant's death." Zhuo Tianhong said.

Xiao Fan also understood what Zhuo Tianhong said. If he really wanted to torture Zhuo Tianhong, Zhuo Tianhong could kill himself.

Even if it had signed a master-servant contract, Xiao Fan could not prevent it from committing suicide. This was why Zhuo Tianhong was not afraid of Xiao Fan's dealing with it.

"Since you are not afraid of death, why don't you choose to commit suicide?" Xiao Fan asked again.

"Subordinates are naturally afraid of death, but they are more afraid of being tortured to death. That kid is a man of God, and he will slowly refine my life style. That kind of pain is more terrifying than life is worse than death." Tao.

Obviously, although this guy was afraid of fighting the Emperor, he still did not give up the matter of revenge.

Xiao Fan showed a thoughtful look, and said: "I remember the last time I fought with you, even if it was not a god, it was reasonable? How could it be impossible to even fight the Emperor Tian."

Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Zhuo Tianhong said angrily: "If it wasn't for my power that others took out nine out of ten, then how could that kid be my opponent? Even if he is the blessed person, I would dare to kill him. !"

"Huh?" Xiao Fan was taken aback for a moment, with a strange color on his face, and said in his heart: "It's not that Lou Aotian's power was drawn by it?"

Xiao Fan still remembered that Lou Aotian's strength continued to soar at that time, even surpassing the God of War Realm, and he must have used a certain mysterious power.

The ancient land of Loulan is just a dead place, and the only thing that can let Lou Aotian draw out his power, apart from the remaining thoughts, is the four sealed beasts.

"Now we can be regarded as having a common enemy. By the way, what will happen if we kill the One of God? If you are given a chance to kill him next time, would you dare?" Xiao Fan asked again.

He always feels that this blessed person is not easy, and if killed, it will cause a lot of trouble.

"He who is blessed by God, be blessed by heaven. If you kill him, you will fall down and endure the anger of heaven." Zhuo Tianhong's tone still has strong jealousy.

If it really kills the emperor, it may not really dare to do such a thing.

After pondering for a while, Zhuo Tianhong said again: "Now I still can't bear the blast of Heavenly Tribulation, but if I return to the peak, I won't be afraid of his blessing that day. It is naturally not difficult to kill him."

"It's the same as if you didn't say it. In the end, aren't you afraid?" Xiao Fan curled his lips and shrugged.

He knew that the Heavenly Blessing Light in Zhuo Tianhong's mouth should be the light emitted by the three-color crystal, and Xiao Fan also reminded himself in his heart.

Zhuo Tianhong was speechless for a while, because it really didn't dare to kill Zhan Huangtian, otherwise it would set fire to its body, unless its fate was not weaker than Zhan Huangtian.

"I think it should be fine for the master to kill him." After a long time, Zhuo Tianhong spit out another word.

The corner of Xiao Fan's mouth twitched, and it was not easy to curse secretly in his heart. This Zhuo Tianhong was not a good fellow either. He wanted to urge himself to kill Emperor Tian?

He is not a fool. He clearly knows that Emperor Zhan Tian is a person of God's blessing. Killing will bring down the robbery, and even God will destroy him. Although Xiao Fan is very confident of himself, he is not arrogant enough to confront the sky.

What's more, with his current strength, he may not be able to kill the emperor.

Xiao Fan had secretly made a decision in his heart. Before he knew whether his fate could withstand the fate of Zhan Huangtian, even if he was strong enough to crush Zhan Huangtian, it was best not to kill him.

"By the way, what do you say about that Unlord Mingyuan? How can you condense? Also, how can you make my little world bigger?" Xiao Fan turned the subject away, no longer entangled in whether to kill The matter of fighting the emperor.