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Chapter 832

Words:3291Update:22/07/01 04:13:37

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"Chi!"

The Killer God Imperial Court's person turned into an afterimage. A blood sword appeared in front of him, breaking through the restrictions of time and space. Killing intent pervaded the air. He still didn't give up and unleashed a thunderous attack.

Qiang!

Sparks flew in all directions like a meteor shower. The instant Ye Fan evaded with the Row Technique, he pointed out a finger radiance to probe this person. The blood sword patterns didn't move in the slightest and only released qiang qiang sounds.

Biting cold killing intent and heaven overflowing killing intent were like a group of archaic vicious beasts charging crazily, engulfing the wasteland as they charged over. The other Killer King also arrived.

Their attack didn't work, but they didn't leave. Instead, they wanted to use their king level power to suppress and kill Ye Fan. When one was powerful to this degree, killing sect masters was like cutting grass.

"I was just waiting for you guys to come!" Ye Fan was truly angry. He did everything he could to deal with the archaic king race, yet in the end, he was treated like this.

He didn't use heavenly tribulation because he didn't want to use it up now. However, he wasn't willing to let these two go either, even if they were terrifying immortal kings!

"Hong!"

In the distance, the monkey took action. He brandished a large iron rod that was full of bumps and hollows. It wasn't very smooth. This was an archaic vicious weapon from back then. He turned into a streak of golden light and rushed over, smashing towards one of the Killer Kings.

He was already at the third immortal severing dao. Even though he had just stepped into it, he was still the son of an ancient emperor. His strength was great enough to catch up to kings who had cultivated for many years.

One of them immediately gave up on Ye Fan and went up to block the monkey. He wanted to stall for time and let the other kill Ye Fan. He thought that nothing unexpected would happen because the immortal king killed sect masters as easily as plucking flowers.

Ye Fan didn't have anything to hide. He immediately brought out that divine shell. He definitely wouldn't let these two go!

Hong!

Like a flood that overflowed into the heavens, a wave of blood energy pierced through the heavens. A majestic pressure pervaded the air. From the distance, it looked like a great golden furnace that immediately covered this place.

Holy might!

An unstoppable holy might!

"Go!"

This Killer King was immediately horrified. He quickly called out to the other person and turned around to run. They would never face those who surpassed themselves head-on. They focused on assassination.

"None of you will leave today!" Ye Fan roared furiously. With a loud roar, a golden ripple rushed out like a vast sea.

"Pu!"

The King of Assassins coughed up a large mouthful of blood on the spot and almost fell from the sky. Although it was not a Saint's law, it was still a sonic boom of this level. He naturally could not withstand it.

"That's right. None of you can escape!" Monkey swung his cudgel and chased after another King of Assassins.

"Whoosh!"

The two Killer Kings entered the void, disappearing from where they stood. However, Ye Fan sneered and chased after him with the Row Formula. This kind of secret technique was useless against him because he had already read the ancient scrolls of the Celestial Court.

Boom!

At this moment, he didn't need to use any laws. He punched out and the golden blood energy surged forward like a divine sea.

"Pu!"

The void collapsed, and a person spat out a mouthful of blood as he fell out. He didn't even look back as he continued to flee. The blood sword in his hand was broken, and one of his arms was bent beyond recognition.

"You really did obtain the legacy of the Celestial Court!" King of Killers growled.

"Ah!"

Ye Fan shouted and spoke the six-syllable mantra. His physical body hummed and trembled slightly. Suddenly, a golden wave rushed out and caused the void in front to collapse.

"Ah …"

King of Killers screamed miserably. His divine laws couldn't injure this sacred shell, and he was seriously injured once again.

Ye Fan's eyes were suffused with a cold glint as he used the Row Formula. His body turned into a beam of light and arrived in front of the King of Killers. He stretched out a large hand and grabbed the King of Killers.

In terms of speed, none of the current kings could compare to him. There was simply no hope of escaping. Ye Fan grabbed him back like a little chick.

In the distance, the monkey was bewildered. Although the Fiery Eyes Golden Clarity hadn't been shaken off by that King of Killers, he was also about to disappear. He couldn't completely break through Hell's concealment technique.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan arrived and blasted that shriveled figure out of the void with a punch. He then followed up with a Heaven Overturning Seal.

"Ah …"

With a loud cry, this person's bones were also broken. In the end, the monkey's jet-black cudgel also smashed down, smashing half of his body.

Ye Fan was like dragging dead dogs. He placed the two killers together. They were both heavily injured and on the verge of death. Their bodies were spasming.

"We risked our lives to enter the Purple Mountain and did our best to suppress the Divine Spirit Valley. Patriarch Origin Heaven even lost his life. Where were you guys at that time? We just got a peaceful period, but you guys can't sit still anymore and want to kill me. I'll skin you guys alive! "

Ye Fan's foot almost squashed one of their heads. His heart was filled with rage. He had paid a lot, but these two assassin organizations had come to assassinate him at this juncture. It made it hard for him to calm down.

"There's something wrong with these two. They've reached the Three Immortals Slaying Dao, but they're not that strong. There seems to be a problem somewhere." The monkey was quite sharp.

"They're half-primordial spirits." Duan De walked over and searched their bodies with great familiarity. In the end, he kicked them twice and said, "They're kings of assassins, but they don't even have a decent treasure."

The important figures of the God Dynasty of Assassins were all very cautious. They would always leave a path of survival for themselves. These two king bodies were shells left behind by their predecessors. They weren't their true bodies. They were only half-primordial spirits.

"No wonder. I was wondering why they were so weak. They don't match the strength of kings at all," the monkey said.

Ye Fan reached out with a large hand and stripped their primordial spirits. In the end, their heads exploded on the spot and turned to dust.

"Not only are they ruthless to their enemies, but they're also ruthless to themselves. Half of their primordial spirits have been destroyed just like that." Li Heishui sighed.

"Hell, the human world, if you don't erase your names, then I will!" Ye Fan looked into the distance and said with a powerful voice.

Pang Bo, Dongfang Ye, Wu Zhongtian, and the others were either dead, injured, or missing. Their hatred had long since been irreconcilable.

"What do we do now? Do we establish an unparalleled sect or go find the secret place of the two God Dynasties?" Li Heishui asked.

They all felt that they should first use their own connections to find various clues about the two God Dynasties and understand them thoroughly. After all, it was an immortal inheritance from ancient times.

"In the past, I established a Mining Sect on a whim. Now, it has moved to an oasis. We can meet there." Ye Fan gave an address in detail.

The monkey was used to being alone, but he also said that he would go to the Mining Sect soon to help. Duan De even patted his chest and said that he would definitely find the cemetery of the ancient God Dynasty of Assassins and turn it upside down.

Li Heishui could ask the 13 Great Bandits for advice, and there was no need to mention Ji Ziyue and her brother. The Ji Clan most likely had top-secret information. Dongfang Man could ask the clan elders.

After the large black dog woke up, his drunkenness disappeared. He bared his teeth and made a fuss, asking who had hit him. Everyone pointed at Duan De.

"Damn it, you guys are so mean. I'm going to escape!" Duan De disappeared with a whoosh. He was the first to disappear into the horizon.

"Woof, woof, woof!" The large black dog chased for hundreds of miles. He rubbed the big bump on the back of his head and returned without success. He clamored that he would definitely take Fatty Duan as a human pet in the future.

In the end, they went their separate ways. Li Tian and Yan Yixi didn't understand this world. They were in the dark and could only follow Ye Fan.

"It's time to return the treasure." Ye Fan said. The matter of the North Region was over. The ancient saints had gone into hibernation. Their cultivation was complete. The Sky-Devouring Demonic Jar had been returned to its respective owners at the Jade Pool. The sacred shell had to be returned.

Once again, they came to the small world of the Green Flood Dragon King. Ye Fan and the others received a very high standard of courtesy. Many ancient demons came out to welcome them.

Ye Fan naturally wouldn't be careless. He performed all the necessary etiquette. Then, he saw the Red Dragon Taoist, thanked the son of the Flood Dragon King, and returned the sacred shell.

This was an invincible human-shaped weapon. Although the demon race was generous, they weren't so generous as to casually gift a sacred shell to others.

Moreover, undercurrents were turbulent in the world. At any time, there might be a dark upheaval. The demon race really needed this sacred shell. With it to activate the weapon of the demon monarch, its power would definitely increase by several times.

"Do you still want Ruyu to come back? If necessary, I can immediately call her back from the Western Desert," the Red Dragon Taoist said.

"There's no need. Not for a very long time." Ye Fan sighed. He told him about this trip and said, "I hope that there will never be a need for Azure Emperor to come into the world. That day will never come."

After saying this, Ye Fan stood up under the flickering divine brilliance of the Red Dragon Taoist. He walked out of the great hall and headed outside.

He was going to see an old friend. The last time he came, he was filled with worry. The main reason was to borrow the sacred shell. He didn't stay for even a moment. Now, everything had finally calmed down.

"Who are you going to see?" Li Tian asked with a mischievous smile.

"A demoness." The Black Emperor curled his lips. He didn't forget the demoness named Qin Yao. When the palace collapsed, he was buried alive.

A cold wind blew over. Ye Fan felt his entire body go cold. He climbed up the mountain peak. The pines rustled, but the pavilion was no longer there. There was no sign of life at all.

In the depths of the pine forest, there was only a lonely grave. The mound of earth wasn't big, and there was a stone tablet with the name Qin Yao clearly engraved on it.

Ye Fan felt a chill from head to toe. When he came here again, his old friend had already passed away. They were separated forever.

"How could this be?"

He was absent-minded and then incomparably sad. After traveling for more than ten years, he actually only saw her grave after returning. He stood in front of the grave in a daze.

"What? Do you feel a tinge of guilt or sadness? You could see her a few more times in the past, but you never came back. In the end, you crossed the star domain alone. "A young lady in golden feather clothes appeared and said coldly.

Ye Fan recognized her. Her name was Jin Yan, a demoness of this small world. Back then, she was extremely loathsome, but now, he couldn't feel a trace of anger after hearing her words. There was only silence.

The pines rustled. This place was very desolate and lonely. There was only a lonely grave like this. It made one feel sad.

Light footsteps could be heard. Three demonic race men appeared. They were Bai Feng, Jin Yu, and Ku Zhu. They were Qin Yao's pursuers back then.

"How did she leave? When did she die?" Ye Fan asked after a long silence.

"She died less than two hundred days ago," Bai Feng replied.

"What?" Ye Fan was dumbfounded. This was about the same time as his return.

"She was very happy after learning of your return, but she quickly became silent again and began to cultivate bitterly," Ku Zhu said with a hoarse voice.

"Why? What exactly happened?" Ye Fan looked at him.

"Because you and us are people of two different worlds. Your cultivation is too high. She did her best to catch up, but in the end, something went wrong," Ku Zhu said in a low voice.

"Isn't it laughable?" Jin Yan wiped away her tears and placed several bouquets of pure white flowers in front of the lone grave. "To you, she might just be a passerby in your life. She doesn't count for anything. But to her, it's different."

The wind became stronger. The pines rustled as if they were sobbing. The lonely grave made one feel sad. Ye Fan stood there in a daze.

"If you had never appeared, she would have lived very well. Perhaps she would have already become dao companions with one of Big Brother Ku Zhu and the others."

These calm words were transmitted through the wind. It was like a blade hacking at Ye Fan's heart. He became even more silent. He couldn't say anything, only feeling a wave of bitterness.

"There is no need to feel sad, no need to feel dejected, because there is no need. After many years, perhaps you will remember her. You might even feel some bitterness sometimes, but what does that matter? She is only a part of your life that can be considered profound. But in the end, a scenery is a scenery. It will never be the most important brand in the depths of your heart. "

In the past, Jin Yan was very loathsome. Now, she said words that Ye Fan couldn't refute. He couldn't refute her words either. Every word hit the nail on the head and opened up wounds.

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