Chapter 2970: track

Xiao Fan's speed was not particularly fast, but at this moment, the assassins of Biluohuangquan were all angry, and they didn't care about Xiao Fan's trio, so the three quickly escaped.

Yin Mingzi and Luo Wudao were puzzled. Did Xiao Fan deliberately disturb the mind of the Nether Biluo killer with the Deception Blood Coffin, and then took the opportunity to escape?

"Brother Xiao, we owe you another favor." Luo Wudao smiled bitterly.

It hasn't been long since I was rescued by Xiao Fan last time, only a few days ago, I didn't expect to be saved by Xiao Fan again.

They are also the first geniuses of the emperor domain anyway, but when they arrive here, they can only be reduced to the targets of others' slaughter, which they have never thought of.

But when I think about it, I'm relieved, they are only the first young generation of this generation, and the human race tries the ancient road, but is the first to gather countless generations.

They may not be weak anymore, but compared with the first people of those years, they are far from as good as they are.

After all, they were born decades late and cultivated decades later, so naturally they are not necessarily opponents of those people.

"It's just a pity that the four corpses and the blood coffin of the deceiving sky." Xiao Fan sighed helplessly.

Whether it is a corpse of a **** or a coffin of blood that deceives the sky, it is a treasure in Xiao Fan's eyes, but in order to save the two and to put the blame on the emperor's family, Xiao Fan had to bear the pain.

Otherwise, with his strength, even if these dozens of killers are left behind, it may not be impossible.

Of course, if they were to be killed, he would not be able to blame the emperor's family, and, if one person escaped, it would be him.

Instead of this, he might as well choose to abandon the four deceiving blood coffins and let Bi Luo Huangquan and the Emperor's family do it.

Yin Mingzi and Luo Wudao bowed their heads and said nothing. They naturally knew the preciousness of the Blood Coffin, but Xiao Fan resolutely handed it over.

"Xiao Fan, you owe you two lives, and you must be paid back." Yin Mingzi's expression was extremely ugly, but he was extremely determined.

"Keep your life for yourself." Xiao Fan came back to his senses and waved his hand. "If you two want to return my favor, one day in the future, you can give priority to joining the Shura Temple I created. Of course, I I will not force you to join."

Although Xiao Fan has done a good job of confidentiality, there is no impervious wall under the world. Luo Wudao and Yin Mingzi naturally know what the Shura Temple is, it is just a small force created by Xiao Fan.

If someone else said this, the two would definitely dismiss it.

What's a joke, Xiaoye Tangtang, the emperor son of the emperor domain, the first person of the young generation, who will be in charge of a large emperor domain in the future, how can he join a small Shura palace?

Even if the Martial Domain has been promoted to the Ancient Heavenly Martial Domain today, the Asura Palace is at most equivalent to the strongest power in the Ancient Domain, how can it be compared with the strongest power in their Imperial Domain?

However, because Xiao Fan saved them twice, the two did not taunt them, but nodded calmly.

In their opinion, it is impossible for the Emperor Territory to seek help from an Ancient Territory, so they took Xiao Fan's words as a joke.

What they didn't know was that when that day really came, they caught them off guard.

"Be careful yourself and say goodbye." Xiao Fan arched his hands and left immediately.

He is not very familiar with Luo Wudao and Yin Mingzi. Seeing that Xiao Fan is a monk in the region under the Wild Ancient Territory, Xiao Fan has rescued them twice, which is regarded as the best of his benevolence.

Moreover, before he generously handed over the four deceiving blood coffins, it didn't mean that Xiao Fan was really so generous, but that he was just a way of slowing down.

Now he left, just to catch up with the assassin of Biluohuangquan, and to chase back the four corpses and the blood coffin.

If Luo Wudao and Yin Mingzi knew Xiao Fan's thoughts, they would probably spit out old blood, but they were destined to not know.

At this time, Xiao Fan left and rushed to the place where the Biluohuangquan assassin was at the fastest speed. He also changed his appearance on the way, and once again became the old man of Huo Ming.

After almost half a cup of tea, Xiao Fan finally caught up with the killer of Biluohuangquan. The dozens of them did not disperse, but rushed to a certain place together.

Xiao Fan followed closely all the way through layers of space. After half a day, everyone stopped in a valley.

Xiao Fan was surprised to find that there were still about thirty people waiting in the valley. Seeing everyone coming back, they all greeted him.

In case it was discovered by everyone, Xiao Fan did not continue to approach, but carved a few of the lowest-rank soul carving animals into the valley.

Not long after, Xiao Fan heard a voice full of anger and anger: "Asshole thing, this little thing can't be done well!"

Xiao Fan couldn't see people, but through the eyes of the small soul carving animal, he saw a burly middle-aged man in a black robe, his eyes were like two carving knives, extremely sharp.

The other people in black didn't even have the courage to raise their heads, and there was a look of fear in their eyes.

"Are you sure it's a ghost from the Emperor Family?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice, converging his mind.

"My lord, this matter is absolutely true. At that time, we were about to get the corpse of the gods, but it happened that the old man of the emperor family appeared and took our corpse." A man in black summoned courage.

After a pause, he added: "Furthermore, for the four corpses we regained just now, some people have witnessed the imperial family who killed us."

His tone is extremely affirmative, he really has to affirm, only in this way, middle-aged men will believe their words.

The middle-aged man frowned, his gaze swept across the others, but he nodded when he saw the others.

"I hope you didn't lie to me." The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and then his eyes became cold: "What an emperor family, since you are tired and crooked, don't blame this seat for being polite!"

"My lord, the emperor's family is too arrogant, let's teach them a little lesson." The black man next to him added his jealousy.

"If the order continues, anyone who sees the emperor's family will be killed without mercy! Until they hand over the corpse." The middle-aged man said angrily.

As the leader of this mission, if he can't complete the mission, it is estimated that it will be difficult to survive.

Since the emperor family is not benevolent in the front, then they are naturally welcome.

"Yes, sir!" a group of people in black responded respectfully.

Hearing this, Xiao Fan had already planned to give up taking the corpse of the gods, and turned around to leave.

If a few corpses could keep Biluohuangquan and the emperor family from dying, it would be too cost-effective.

However, when he heard the words of the next middle-aged man, Xiao Fan stopped his figure again.

I saw the middle-aged man added another sentence: "In addition, leave three groups of people to accompany this seat to protect the corpse of the gods until the dust-free sky formation is dispersed." Hearing this, Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and said in surprise : "Could it be that the remaining corpses are on that person?"