Chapter 69: Origin Skill: Eternal Hurry

"What a pity?" The ancestor of the Xiang family frowned and looked at Xiao Fan with a puzzled look.

"Now that the alien demon is invading, it is necessary for many sages to resist, one lower-grade Yuanzun, and eight high-grade sages, if you die like this, wouldn't it be a pity?" Xiao Fan explained solemnly.

"Looking for death!" Xiang's ancestor was angry.

Raising his hand and slapped towards Xiao Fan's suppression, he naturally saw that the cultivation base of Xiao Fan's soul clone was only at the middle-ranking holy state.

He was dignified and despised by a middle-ranked Saint-Venerable Realm. How could this not make him angry?

However, before Xiao Fan could take action, Ye Qingcheng slashed out with a single sword, and directly tore the palm of the ancestor Xiang family.

Everyone in the Xiang family saw this scene, their eyelids jumped wildly.

If this sword repairer really had to work hard, they might not be the opponents of the high-grade Saint Venerable Stage.

"Go away!" However, at this time, Xiao Fan stepped into the air and slowly walked towards the Xiang family, his expression extremely cold.

He said it was a pity, but if these people really didn't realize the least bit of consciousness, Xiao Fan would be merciless and kill him completely.

"Xiao Fan!" When Jiang E saw Xiao Fan approaching, his face changed slightly.

He knew that Xiao Fan was just a soul clone, and at best he could only have the strength of the High-Rank Saint Venerable Realm, how it was an opponent of these people.

Although the death of Xiao Fan's soul clone has no effect, it will somewhat corrupt Xiao Fan's image.

Xiao Fan had a cold face and said coldly, "I will give you another chance to choose."

"Humph!" Xiang Jia's ancestor snorted disdainfully, "Little middle-grade Saint Venerable, I don't know where your courage comes from, today, you are dead!"

The people from Xiangjia behind him also sneered.

At this moment, standing high above the sky, a figure in a black robe stood with a big "sword" written on the back of the figure. If anyone saw it, he would definitely recognize it at a glance.

Sword Evil King!

Xiao Fan entered the nebula, and the Heretic God said that he would send the Evil Sword King to stare at the endless divine mansion for a period of time. It didn't take long for the Evil Sword King to arrive. One can imagine the strength gap between him and Xiao Fan.

The Evil Sword King stared at Xiao Fan with a playful expression on his face, and he was a little puzzled: "Obviously, it is only the soul clone of the middle-grade holy sage. Where does Xiao Fan have the courage to kill a lower-grade Yuanzun and eight high-grade sages? ?"

If Xiao Fan were the main body, he might have the strength to fight in a leap.

But a soul clone is at best equivalent to the strength of an ordinary middle-rank Saint Venerable realm, no matter how strong it is.

Not only the King of Sword Evil thought so, but the endless Shenfu knew that Xiao Fan people who didn't know the details thought so, and felt that Xiao Fan was simply ignorant and arrogant.

"You stand back." Xiao Fan looked at Ye Qingcheng and Jiang Eji.

Jiang E, Zhu Hongxue and Ye Qingcheng hesitated for a few breaths, and finally nodded, and instantly appeared in the square below, leaving only Xiao Fan in the void.

"Xiao Fan, do you want to scare us? Stop daydreaming." Xiang Tianluo mocked disdainfully as though I had seen through your little tricks.

"Kill him!" The old Xiang family didn't want to waste time with Xiao Fan, he directly waved his hand, brought the eight top-ranked Saints realm, and Xiang Tianluo to kill at the same time.

Xiao Fan was expressionless, standing still, as if he had no intention of resisting.

Seeing Tian Luo and other ten people approaching, the cultivators of the endless gods all raised their throats, clenched their fists, worried.

however!

At this time, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Fan's mouth, and at the same time he popped a finger and tapped it lightly.

"Boom~"

A mysterious power burst out from the tips of Xiao Fan's fingers, like a wave of water, instantly covering a radius of a hundred feet.

"Ever in a hurry!"

At the same time, Xiao Fan whispered, and that strange wave of water instantly passed through Xiang Tianluo's body.

The next moment, something terrifying happened.

The cultivation base of Xiang Tianluo and others began to fall rapidly in vain.

Inferior Lord!

Holy Emperor Realm!

Emperor Realm!

After a few breaths, Xiang Tianluo and others all fell to the Great Emperor Realm cultivation base.

However, this was only the beginning, Xiang Tianluo stared at him as if he was alive, watching his body become younger.

And not only did he get younger, he kept getting smaller, and eventually became a child.

Everyone looked at the ten of them incredibly, and looked at their bodies in disbelief.

"Time and Space Origin Special Skill!" Above the sky, the King of Sword Evil's eyes suddenly lit up, staring at Xiao Fan's soul clone below with a surprised expression, his heart could not be calm.

The original stunt of time and space, but also the original stunt of reversing time and space, in the world, it seems that few people can do it.

"No wonder the master attaches so much importance to him." The Evil Sword King finally understood the Evil God's painstaking efforts, and said with great emotion: "No wonder he is so confident and able to deal with nine high-ranking sages, but after all, he is just a soul clone."

Below, Xiang Tianluo and others have all become babies, especially Xiang Tianluo, who has become a baby waiting to be fed, making people laugh!

The monks of the endless gods began to cheer even more as if they were beaten up.

"Palace Lord Divine Power!"

"Wise and invincible!"

Waves of mountain whistling and tsunamis echoed in the void, and they all knew that these people were much stronger than the people Ye Qingcheng had just killed.

But even so, they were all turned into babies by Xiao Fan. With Xiao Fan's strength, wouldn't it be easy to kill them?

In the void, Xiao Fan looked at the ten babies in front of him, his figure a little erratic.

"With my current ability, I can reverse time and space at most for five thousand years. I didn't expect that none of the ancestors of the Xiang family could survive five thousand years." Xiao Fan secretly shook his head.

He didn't kill them all, nor did he directly let these people disappear from time and space, but let them survive.

After all, he has no habit of killing babies, even if these babies live in souls that are thousands of years old.

"Palace Master Xiao, please forgive me!" The ancestor Xiang family knelt down in front of Xiao Fan with a bang, begging with fear on his face.

At this moment, how dare he ignore Xiao Fan?

Little and medium grade holy lord?

This is what he can do in the small and middle-ranking Holy Venerable realm. If it were not for personal experience, he would never have thought of it, he would actually rejuvenate.

"Come here, send them out of the endless sacred mountain." Xiao Fan didn't seem to hear their words, and said lightly: "The lord of the palace retreats for some time, everyone is at ease to practice."

When the voice fell, Xiao Fan's voice disappeared directly.

"Spare!"

"Palace Master Xiao, please be forgiving!" Xiang Tianluo and the others used their souls to beg for mercy, but their figures were thrown away with a strong force.