Chapter 4122: anyone there?

Although Xiao Fan was unhappy, he did not intend to continue to approach the Scarlet Stone Gate.

No matter how Jiang Zhenlong is a low-grade Dharma Venerable cultivation base, he really wants to sneak attack him, Xiao Fan is really not an opponent, naturally he will not be stupid enough to confront Jiang Zhenlong.

Of course, if Xiao Fan prepared in advance, he would not be afraid of Jiang Zhenlong. Didn't he scare Jiang Zhenlong away last time?

"It's not that I don't want to, but your dog is blocking me." Xiao Fan shrugged and walked to Jin Lin again.

"Brother Jiang, let him try. I'd like to see how certain people who speak wild words are capable of." Jin Teng didn't want to let go of any chance to deal with Jinlin.

Xiao Fan was the person Jin Lin had found. To trouble Xiao Fan was tantamount to making Jin Lin embarrassed.

What's more, he came to Jiang Zhenlong just thinking that Jiang Zhenlong could open the ancestral tomb. Now Jiang Zhenlong has let him down, and his attitude towards Jiang Zhenlong has lost his previous respect.

Jiang Zhenlong hesitated, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stepped aside: "Xiao Fan, what if you can't open the **** stone gate?"

"You can't open the dignified Dharma Venerable. I can't open a low-grade Yuan Zun. Isn't it normal?" Xiao Fan looked at Jiang Zhenlong weirdly.

Jiang Zhenlong really doesn't let go of any chance to deal with himself, but will Xiaoye give it to you?

Jiang Zhenlong was speechless, his face flushed a little, but he still said cheeky: "If you can open it, I would like to recognize you as the master, but if you can't open it..."

Before he finished his words, Xiao Fan interrupted: "I don't want a minion like you. Besides, if I can't open the Scarlet Stone Gate, does it have nothing to do with you?"

To be honest, Xiao Fan didn't have any confidence in his heart to open the Scarlet Stone Gate, so naturally he wouldn't go gambling with Jiang Zhenlong.

Moreover, whether he can open the blood-colored stone gate or not, in fact, it doesn't have much effect on him. It is nothing more than that he looks at the face of Jinlin and tries it.

As for Jin Teng's words of radical generals, Xiao Fan didn't care at all.

Jiang Zhenlong clenched his fists, almost squeezing blood. Xiao Fan didn't take the bait. It was almost impossible for him to kill Xiao Fan in the Jin Xiuluo clan. "Huh!" Jiang Zhenlong snorted coldly, and looked up at Jinlin in vain: "Young Master Jinlin, the old man has some personal grievances with Xiao Fan. If he can't open the blood-colored stone gate, please ask the people of Jin Xiulao to not interfere with me and Xiao Private enmity between where.

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Jin Lin looked indifferent, did not agree or refuse, and did not even glance at Jiang Zhenlong.

Since Jiang Zhenlong followed Jin Teng into the Jin Xiuluo clan, he was destined to be labeled Jin Teng, and Jin Lin would naturally ignore him.

In the next moment, the eyes of the crowd focused on Xiao Fan, and most of them showed disdain.

"Be quiet for me. If you can't open it later, some people may blame us for disturbing him." Jin Teng pressed his hands with his hands and said with a joke.

In an instant, the crowd's breathing became low, but there was still a mocking smile on their faces.

How can the stone gate of the ancestral tomb be opened quietly?

Xiao Fan was also rare and solemn, and didn't care about the strange gazes of the surrounding cultivators. His mind was all concentrated on the blood-colored stone gate.

He slowly stretched out his palm and gently touched the lines of the stone gate. He was sure that this stone gate was almost exactly the same as the blood-colored stone gate in Blood Demon Purgatory.

Maybe it's a little different. Only the lines above are slightly different, but Xiao Fan can't remember the original lines.

The next moment, everyone opened their eyes wide, looking at Xiao Fan like a fool.

"Boom!"

Xiao Fan suddenly knocked on the stone door a few times gently, and then solemnly asked, "Excuse me, is there anyone?"

"puff!"

The crowd couldn't help laughing anymore.

Damn you, this is the Scarlet Stone Gate, the entrance to the ancestral tomb of the Golden Shura tribe.

Do you really knock it as an ordinary door?

What's more, even if there are people inside, there are only dead people, how can someone answer you?

The crowd all looked at Xiao Fan like a fool, even if Xiao Fan attacked Shimen at will, they wouldn't think anything was wrong.

After all, the Jin Xiuluo tribe has tried almost everything, but no one is like Xiao Fan.

Knock on the door!

"Haha, Xiao Fan, you are not stupid, this is the ancestral tomb of the Jin Xiuluo clan, you thought it was a visit, and you knocked on the door?" Jiang Zhenlong laughed unscrupulously.

Jin Lin patted his forehead with a black line on his face.

He never expected that Xiao Fan would open the **** stone gate like this.

He could accept Xiao Fan no matter what method he changed, but this method, to be honest, if Jin Lin hadn't treated Xiao Fan as a guest, he would have taken the initiative to laugh.

"Okay, come down, don't be embarrassed there." Jin Teng sneered.

He was originally prepared to laugh at Xiao Fan in embarrassment, but Xiao Fan's actions made him feel like a fool.

Competing with a fool, isn't he lowering his identity for no reason?

"Who?"

Suddenly, Void's impatient voice sounded, as if being disturbed by someone's dream, the bed gas began to explode.

Immediately afterwards, the audience's laughter stopped abruptly, and the disdain and mocking colors on everyone's faces were all replaced by shocked colors, and their eyes condensed on the blood-colored stone gate.

The sound just now was not small, and the monks present heard it really, it came from the direction of Scarlet Shimen.

Moreover, the voice was slightly hoarse, with a bit of anger in it.

Everyone seems to be a ghost, is there really someone behind this **** stone gate?

Even Xiao Fan stared at the blood-colored stone gate in horror, wondering in his heart, did he hear it wrong?

"Xiao Fan, don't pretend to be a fool, do you think you can lie to us?" Jiang Zhenlong still didn't believe there was someone behind the Scarlet Stone Gate.

"It must be his own voice, trying to lie to me and us!"

"That is, the blood-colored Shimen will never speak no matter what, are we really idiots?"

"Well, I was almost taken aback by him. Damn it."

The crowd also came back to their senses, showing a suddenly open look, it must be Xiao Fan's ghost.

Xiao Fan slowly recovered from the shock, and bowed slightly to the blood-colored Shimen: "Senior, this junior is bothering me, I wonder if I can open the Shimen?"

"Excuse me, do you want me to open the door for you?" The hoarse and ethereal voice sounded again.

As soon as this was said, the audience was silent, and the needle fell!

No one knew if the previous sentence was a ghost by Xiao Fan.

But now, everyone is staring at Xiao Fan intently, it is impossible for him to make another voice in front of so many people.

The only explanation is that there is really someone behind the Scarlet Stone Gate! "Senior, Jiang Zhenlong of the junior Jiang family, please give seniors a little bit of noodles and open the stone gate." Upon seeing this, Jiang Zhenlong hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully bowed.