Chapter 1761 The Mysterious Old Man
"But isn't this the mortal world? How could the mortal heaven tolerate such a powerful ancient demon clan to exist in this world? Wait, can the people of the ancient gods and demons be free from the constraints of the heavenly rules? Even if they break through and enter the immortal realm, they will not be rejected by the heavenly way to ascend?"
Yang Fan suddenly had a thought that made his skin crawl.
If this is true, doesn't it mean that he can continue to practice in the mortal world?
Of course, this also means that the ancient demon clan did not self-proclaimed his cultivation and retained his full strength. He is definitely not an opponent now.
Just when Yang Fan drove the Emperor of Heaven ship to fly dozens of light years away in an instant, the starry sky where the mechanical insect clan nest was located suddenly twisted slightly, and then a figure emerged in the void as if walking out of a mirror. It seemed that its whole body was shrouded in a layer of gray mist, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, old or young, or how old it was.
The next moment, this figure appeared directly at the location of the spit.
Looking at the thousand-year-old phlegm that had been exposed in the void, a light exclamation came out from the gray mist, and then from the depths of the mist, two terrifying eyes shone like a blazing sun candle, illuminating the starry sky like daylight. What was even more terrifying was that where the light covered, human figures began to appear.
One of the figures quickly swept to the place where the old phlegm was, stretched out his hand and grasped it. Who else could it be but Yang Fan?
If Yang Fan was here, he would definitely be shocked by the other party's profound means. Just a glance could trace back time and restore history. This was an ability that only those who had comprehended the time law at a very high level could have.
"Which family's youngster?"
The old man's voice sounded from the gray mist, with a hint of doubt.
Immediately, a wisp of gray mist rolled up in the void, and a trace of the ancient demon clan's breath was reassembled and formed, as dark as the eternal night.
"What a pure clan breath!" The old voice was shocked.
When did the clan have such a pure blood descendant? No wonder he was able to break the seal he laid a thousand years ago.
Then, he saw Yang Fan retreating as if he was stabbed by a needle, and he couldn't help but let out an unpleasant laugh like a broken bellows, seeming very proud.
However, when he saw Yang Fanran take out a pot of wine and repeatedly wash his palms, he couldn't help but shouting: "Whose family are you? You are so convinced that you can touch the saliva of your grandfather, but you dare to wash your hands? If I catch you, I will strip you naked and hang you up and whip you!"
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Afterwards, Yang Fan seemed to be suddenly alert, and quickly got on the Tiandi ship to leave. The old man hidden in the gray mist hummed with a little suspicion: "Suspicious behavior, there is something strange! Could it be that there is still blood of the clan in this mortal world? The bloodline is so pure, it can't be ignored-"
As he said, his eyes moved, and the historical relics were clearly displayed wherever he passed, and then he moved his body and chased in the direction of the Tiandi ship.
But the next moment, he returned to the original place, and he spit out another mouthful of thick phlegm from the gray mist, superimposed on the previous thick phlegm, and disappeared with a humming sound.
In the gray mist, the old man nodded with satisfaction, and then his figure disappeared.
After a while, the old man uttered a sigh, stopped in a void, and his eyes illuminated the area of nearly 100 million kilometers, but he could no longer see the historical traces of the Emperor's ship.
"Good boy, your methods are extraordinary!" In the gray mist, the old man's voice was both unexpected and pleasantly surprised.
