Chapter 20 Sixty Eight
The eyes of the crowd looked towards the outer starry sky. Before they could clearly see the people coming, a powerful momentum shot down from the sky.
"Ancient God?" Ghost Tianchou and Shen Tianyao trembled slightly.
Ling Feng and the others also had extremely ugly expressions. Just now Bei Lao ran out of his own lives, and only then did the five ancient gods powerhouses of Feijian Sect be resolved, and now there are ancient **** powerhouses coming?
Is it the Continent of the Soul of the Dead?
Xiao Fan raised his brows slightly, and he couldn't help twisting it into a word "Chuan". Two rays of light shot out from his eyes, and he said in his heart, "It's really a wave of unsettled waves!"
I saw a Shenzhou flying along the entrance of the Starry Sky Ancient Road. After the death of Bei Lao, the Battle Soul Continent finally stopped near the Primordial God Realm, and the entrance was vaguely visible.
In the solemn gaze of everyone, Shenzhou slowly approached, and three figures stood on the deck, headed by a middle-aged man in a golden robe.
His eyebrows are like knives, his eyes are like electricity, his face is stern, and his deep eyes scan the surroundings, as if looking for something.
In the end, he couldn't find what he was looking for, so he looked at Xiao Fan and the others.
When the people in the Asura Hall saw this, they all stood behind Xiao Fan, staring at the sky with indifferent expressions.
At the same time, the four major forces including Lord Qingyan all stood separately.
Only the people at Feijianmen were at a loss for a while, and finally when they saw Han Li, they hesitated for a while and all walked towards Han Li.
They don't know why Han Li would stand not far from Xiao Fan, but this does not prevent them from taking refuge in Han Li. Who made Han Li a strong man in the ancient gods?
If they knew that Han Li at this moment was just the peak of the Heavenly God Realm, they might not think so.
"Whose hand is the **** of the heavenly tomb?" For a long time, the middle-aged man in the golden robe suddenly spoke, his tone full of questioning.
How he didn't know that a great battle had already gone through here, the Heavenly Tomb God Flower was gone, and someone must have got it.
"Return to seniors, the heavenly tomb **** flower is gone." At this time, the black dragon armor lord of the Heijiao tribe opened his mouth and looked at Xiao Fan from time to time.
"Huh?" The middle-aged man in the golden robe snorted coldly, and a powerful aura spread out, and the pressed black dragon armor was a little breathless.
Although they were only the difference between the peak of the Heavenly God Realm and the early stage of the Ancient God Realm, they were not at the same level.
"Although the Heavenly Tomb Divine Flower is gone, there is still a seed left. This seed was captured by this kid." The Black Dragon Armor added another sentence, and the depths of his eyes were full of coldness.
He clearly said what this sentence meant to Xiao Fan. If he had good knowledge, he might be able to avoid death.
But if he is ignorant, the middle-aged man in the golden robe will definitely not stop there!
Anyway, it is impossible for him to get the seeds of the gods of the heavenly tomb, so it is better to tell the middle-aged man in Jinpao to please him.
Xiao Fan did not pay attention to the black dragon armor, but looked at the middle-aged man in the golden robe above the sky, but he quickly became contemplative: "Among these people, the three of the ancient gods, just look at it from the breath, and Han Li It should be about the same.
However, there are twenty or thirty heavenly gods, and the Asura Hall alone is definitely not an opponent. If the people of the other major forces do not intervene, it may be possible to fight. Once they intervene, the Asura Hall is in danger. "
It is absolutely impossible to kill these people, even if Han Li is willing to take action, he can stop one person.
For the remaining two ancient gods, even if Xiao Fan exerted his full power, he would probably be able to fight, and it was absolutely impossible to defeat these two in a short time.
As for those who are strong in the Heavenly God Realm, there are as many as 20 or 30 people, and several other major forces are also very likely to join. Add up, there are as many as 30 or 40 people in the Heavenly God Realm alone.
This is nothing short of goodbye, how to fight?
"Boy, it seems that you are very uninterested!" The middle-aged man in the golden robe suddenly looked at Xiao Fan, without disguising the killing intent in his eyes, and said contemptuously: "Finally, I would like to ask you, the seed of the **** of the tomb, do you still pay? No?"
The voice fell, and a powerful momentum came straight to Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan's internal organs began to churn. Ling Feng and Guan Xiaoqi and others next to him were even more pale, and blood spurted out of their mouths.
They just broke through the middle stage of the Heavenly God Realm, how can they withstand the momentum of the Ancient God Realm.
"Hall Master, this person is Fusandao from the Youyun Mansion Branch of the Outer Building, the strength of the ancient gods in the early stage, the two around him should also be in the early stages of the ancient gods, you must be careful!" Just as Xiao Fan was preparing to speak When I was speaking, a familiar voice suddenly came from my ear.
After the light was swept away, Xiao Fan saw Jun Ruohuan not knowing when he appeared not far away, and transmitted to him: "It is reasonable to say that the building outside the building should be far away from the entrance of Xingkong Ancient Road. I don’t know how they are. I know here, and the strongest force around Xingkong Ancient Road is the second-rate force Feijianmen."
Xiao Fan's heart sank slightly. When he was solemn, there was a hint of rejoicing. Fortunately, this middle-aged man in golden robe paid three swords only in the early stage of the ancient god.
If it was the middle or even late stage of the ancient gods, then he really had no choice.
However, hearing Jun Ruohuan's words, Xiao Fan thought of another name in his mind, and said to Jun Ruohuan: "Do you know the laughing people?"
When Laughing Cang was dying, he used a magic rune to reach the sky and the earth. Although Xiao Fan's body was beheaded, his soul escaped, and Xiao Fan always felt a little uneasy.
Nowadays, seeing the people in Louwailou, Xiao Fan naturally thinks of laughing people, and he always feels that the words Louwailou are a bit familiar, as if he has heard it somewhere, but he can't remember it for a while.
"Laughing common people?" Jun Ruohuan shook his head after hearing this.
Xiao Fan didn't even think that Jun Ruohuan knew Liao Cangsheng. After all, Liao Cangsheng had been in this realm for tens of thousands of years. At that time, Jun Ruohuan was not born.
But soon, Xiao Fan's inspiration flashed, as if he was thinking of something, and he thought to himself: "By the way, Gu Ruochen once mentioned to me that the people of the common people of the kingdom of God may be outside the building!"
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan still didn't understand. The arrival of the people in the outer building in front of him was obviously the laughter.
He was a little bit annoyed, but he was too kind, otherwise, he would kill the laughing common people directly and would not reveal the position of the Battle Soul Continent.
"Jun Ruohuan, listen to your tone, this building outside is not easy?" Xiao Fan was thinking, if you desperately kill these people, will there be any trouble then.
"Louwailou, very strong!" Jun Ruohuan contemplated for a while, just spit out a few words.
Xiao Fan frowned when he heard the words, but from the perspective of the Jinpao man Fusandao, Xiao Fan was unhappy with what he said.
"It seems that you are unwilling to agree?" Fu Sandao's tone became colder and colder. If Xiao Fan was unwilling to hand it over, he wouldn't mind slaughtering this world.
Heilongjia and the others were gloating, as if they immediately killed Xiao Fan without paying three swords.
"If I give you the Heavenly Tomb Divine Flower, you can leave?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes.
He was not worried about himself, but about the people around him. If Xiao Fan wanted to leave, no one could keep him.
However, if he had to pay three swords to deal with the cultivators of the Battle Soul Mainland, Xiao Fan would not have enough strength to protect everyone. This was what he had been worried about.
Otherwise, Xiao Fan greeted him with a slap, no need to talk so much nonsense with him.
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." Fu Sandao's eyes seemed to grow above his head, and he was heartfelt disdain for Xiao Fan.