Chapter 1803: Ghost Sect

Looking at the purple power of Tao in front of him, a gleam of brilliance appeared in Lord Fan's eyes, and his expression became distorted.

"Haha, it's done... I finally did it!" He laughed wildly and waved his hands again.

hum!

In an instant, the statue turned, and the purple power of Tao began to be forcibly absorbed into his body.

call!

As the purple power of Tao was absorbed, the aura on his body continued to rise.

His face began to distort, as if he was enduring some great pain.

Looking at this scene, Zumai said in shock: "How terrifying..."

Luo Tian nodded and said, "Yeah, with such an expression, how painful must it be?"

Zumai was stunned and said, "That... isn't that what I'm talking about?"

"Ah? Then what did you say?" Luo Tian asked puzzled.

"That power of Tao! Although I have been sealed all these years and my understanding of the power of Tao is limited! However, this guy's power of Tao is indeed the strongest among all the power of Tao I have ever seen!" Zumai said.

"Really?" Hearing this, Luo Tian turned his head and looked at Lord Fan in surprise.

He stared at the other person for a long time, but he couldn't figure out where the other person's strengths were.

On the other side, the suppressed Feng Qianyang also raised his head with difficulty.

He looked at the other party's purple power of Tao, with extremely complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Sure enough, my deduction is correct... The blue power of Tao is indeed not the limit! There are stronger powers of Tao in this world! But why does this guy have such power?" he murmured.

And at this time...

hum!

In the distance, the purple power of Tao from Lord Fan was finally completely absorbed by him.

In an instant, the aura of Lord Fan was instantly restrained.

Pfft!

He staggered and fell to his knees on the ground. He did not move at all and there was no breath fluctuation coming from him.

The whole person seemed to be in silence.

Luo Tian, ​​who was standing by, blinked and said, "What? Is he dead?"

Not only him, but even his ancestors were confused.

What's the situation?

I just finished praising him, and this guy has become like this in the blink of an eye?

Is this just a joke?

However, at this moment...

"Hahaha……"

A creepy laugh suddenly came from Lord Fan.

Immediately afterwards, Lord Fan, who was already dead, was seen slowly standing up from the ground.

And as he stood up, the aura that had just extinguished began to rise instantly.

boom!

Finally, the moment he stood up completely, his momentum returned to its peak state.

At this moment, Lord Fan raised one hand, placed it in front of his eyes, and admired it seriously.

While feeling sad, he sighed: "Strong! I am too strong! I never thought that there would be such a powerful force in this world!"

"Huh?" Luo Tian, ​​who was far away, was stunned.

However, Lord Fan obviously did not notice Luo Tian's existence.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the suppressed Feng Qianyang, then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

call!

He waved his hand and the statue flew up and was taken back by him.

As the statue left, the force that was suppressing Feng Qianyang in the distance also dissipated.

Feng Qianyang's figure flashed and he stood up directly from the ground.

"You guy..." Feng Qianyang frowned and stared at Lord Fan opposite him.

He looked puzzled.

The guy in front of him had clearly suppressed him. If he wanted to kill him, it would be a piece of cake.

But this guy just let go of the statue.

What does he want to do?

As if seeing Feng Qianyang's doubts, Master Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "Feng Qianyang, the hatred between you and me is as deep as the sea. I want to take revenge myself, so I can't rely on external forces! I want to kill you with my own strength! By the way, let's verify how strong my invincible power is!"

Feng Qianyang was slightly stunned when he heard the other party's words.

"The hatred is as deep as the sea? Who are you?"

He looked at the other person in confusion.

Although his enemies are countless and spread all over the three realms outside the heavens.

However, you should have some impression of it, more or less.

But he had no impression of Lord Fan in front of him.

This is not normal.

After all, although it was said that Lord Fan relied on the statue to suppress himself.

But the opponent's strength and realm have always been high.

Coupled with the other party's method of extracting and integrating the power of Tao, it is not something that can be achieved by relying solely on the statue.

To some extent, Lord Fan is definitely a genius.

It's impossible that I have no impression of this kind of person at all.

On the other side, after hearing Feng Qianyang's words, Lord Fan's eyes became even more angry.

"Have you forgotten? You actually forgot? Feng Qianyang, you destroyed my sect, killed my father and brother, and destroyed my Taoist lineage, but now you say you forgot? You deserve to die!"

As Lord Fan spoke, his eyes suddenly turned blood red.

hum!

Behind him, a blood-red ghost shadow condensed.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qianyang was startled, then he came to his senses and asked, "Are you from the Ghost Xiao Sect?"

Master Fan gnashed his teeth and said, "That's right, Ghost Xiao Sect's Holy Son, Fan Chonglou! Back then, when you exterminated my Ghost Xiao Sect for your own selfish desires and looted all of my Ghost Xiao Sect's treasures and inheritance, I was training at the foot of the mountain and luckily escaped!"

"When I returned to the sect, I found that you had completely destroyed it! There was not even a weed left in the sect. Do you know how I felt at that time?"

When he said this, every word was full of blood and tears, and even Luo Tian who was standing beside him was moved.

"That's right, this seems like something that Feng Qianyang would do!" Luo Tian whispered to himself.

He still remembered that Feng Qianyang had taken the true blood of the Immortal Emperor from the Tomb of the Ancient Emperor in advance.

However, Feng Qianyang sneered when he heard the voice and said, "Haha, the Ghost Xiao Sect is inhumane and all of them should be killed! I don't want to think about how you feel. I just hate why I didn't kill all of your lineage in the past, which led to the disaster today!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Chonglou immediately said angrily: "You are talking nonsense!"

Feng Qianyang curled his lips and said, "How am I talking nonsense? Your Ghost Sect's skills drink human blood and eat human souls. If any one of you becomes an immortal, I don't know how many mortals will be annihilated! If this evil sect is not eradicated, where is justice?"

Fan Chonglou raised his head and said, "They are just ants. They should be the food for strong men like us! From ancient times to the present, which cultivator has not killed people? You talk in a high-sounding manner, but it is just an excuse for you to rob people by trickery!"

After saying that, he waved his hand to take back the ghost, then stared at Feng Qianyang and said, "Forget it, there's no point in arguing, we'll have to see who wins in strength in the end!"