Chapter 342: Wan Devil City

The next day, Xiao Fanyouyou woke up, his soul body had been restored to its peak state.

Although the Netherworld holy water has not been fully refined, his soul power has been stabilized in the middle of the Saint Emperor Realm. With his soul strength, it is no problem to deal with the late Saint Emperor Realm.

As for the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm, Xiao Fan was not too sure.

On this day, Xiao Fan found a few words about Jiuyou Hell from Shura's inheritance.

In Jiuyou Hell, any life is the body of the soul, and creatures have lost the power to multiply, so there is no race at all.

Like Ngau Tau Ma Mian, the two of them belonged to the Niu and Horse tribes, so it is not surprising that their souls kept such faces after death.

Similarly, the souls of some human cultivators are not their own appearance, but the appearance of their own souls.

Moreover, many people have lost their memories after death, and there are too few people who can retrieve part of their memories, which is the so-called awakening of memories of previous lives.

Because of these various reasons, Jiuyou Hell has no race at all.

Here, whoever is strong is the boss.

What surprised Xiao Fan the most was that the time flow of Jiuyou Hell was different from that of the Primordial God Realm. It has only been a year since the Primordial God Realm for a hundred years.

The time flow rate of one hundred to one is the second time that Xiao Fan has seen such a large time flow rate.

The first time was the time velocity ratio between the Battle Soul Continent and the Primordial God Realm.

A thousand years have passed since the Battle Soul Continent, and the Primordial God Realm has only passed one year. The time flow rate of a thousand to one is extremely astonishing.

And Xiao Fan, who understood a little bit of the power of time and space, was able to make the time flow ratio between the world in his body and the Primordial God Realm five to one at best, which was already his current limit.

Knowing that the time flow between Jiuyou Hell and Primordial God Realm was one hundred to one, Xiao Fan was also secretly surprised by the strength of the Jiuyou ghost master.

Originally thought that when he broke through the Saint Emperor Realm, he would be able to see the back of the Nine You Ghost Masters.

But now Xiao Fan realized that he was still far away from Bei Lao and Jiu You Ghost Master. He was not at the same level at all.

"Brothers, wait for me to go out!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath and sighed softly in his heart.

For Nangong Xiaoxiao and the others, Xiao Fan didn't worry much. Huang Yuanji, Huang Jian and Ji Xuntian were all taken into Jiuyou Hell by himself, and the endless ancient frontier would not be in danger for the time being.

And he, even if he stayed here for a hundred years, only one year has passed by the outside world.

He only needs to leave within this one hundred years, even if Barbarian Ancient Frontier and Endless Ancient Frontier want to continue to deal with endless Ancient Frontier, he can go back in time.

"By the way, Huang Yuanji and the others!" Suddenly, Xiao Fan's heart sank.

Huang Yuanji and the others have also entered the Jiuyou Hell, and there are also God Killer and Golden Bone Emperor. If they meet Huang Yuanji and them, it will be really troublesome.

After all, the soul bodies of these three people are estimated to be the weakest peak of the Saint Emperor Realm!

"It seems that from now on, I have to change my name too." In the face of Huang Yuanji and the others, Xiao Fan had to be careful. He is not enough to be an enemy of Half-Step Saint Venerable.

"Senior, you are awake." Seeing Xiao Fan opened his eyes, the bull's head and horse face immediately greeted him.

Seeing that the two hadn't left, Xiao Fan nodded slightly and said, "Tau Tau Ma Mian, I'm not used to the name Senior, you can call me Yan Luo."

Yama, taken from the meaning of the top ten Yamas in the Asura Hall. He originally wanted to take Asura, but he was afraid that Huang Yuanji would recognize it.

After all, Xiao Fan is not the kind of person who stays in one place and guards himself, even if he wants to guard himself, God will not necessarily fulfill him.

Who makes him the jealous of heaven?

"Yes, your subordinates pay homage to Lord Yan Luo!" Tau Tau Ma knelt in front of Xiao Fan and said, they didn't care what Xiao Fan was called, as long as Xiao Fan didn't kill them.

Xiao Fan nodded in satisfaction, and then he changed his body to become a gentleman in a white robe, Yushu facing the wind, suave and romantic, where is the slightest appearance of the soul?

"This soul changes, but it is much easier than the physical body." Xiao Fan smiled faintly, spread out his palm, like magic, a folding fan appeared in his palm.

Seeing Xiao Fan's changes, Tautou Ma's face had already looked straight. They didn't expect Xiao Fan to be so changeable.

"Bull head and horse face, you should know about the Ten Thousand Devil Ridges in the ghost crying abyss?" After a short while, Xiao Fan looked at the two and said: "Where is there any excitement, take me to see."

"Lively?" Niutou frowned, unable to think of any lively.

But Ma Mian slapped Niutou's head and said: "Isn't it the Wang Dashou of the innocent ghost? Moreover, he is going to marry his granddaughter. I heard that it might be a competition in the ring. It will definitely be very lively.

"Yeah, I even forgot about this, Master Yan Luo, we will take you to Ten Thousand Devil City." Niutou reacted with a smile on his face.

Xiao Fan put away the folding fan and said, "What are you waiting for, let's go!"

Suddenly, Xiao Fan stepped into the air.

"My lord, here!" Niutou stopped Xiao Fan and said, "My lord, we'd better fly at low altitude."

"Why?"

"If you encounter a powerful person above the Saint Emperor Stage in this wilderness, they will definitely swallow us. Don't you know that if you swallow other souls, you can keep getting stronger?"

"With me, what are you afraid of?"

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Xiao Fan didn't care about so much. His soul really only had the middle stage of the Saint Emperor Realm, but if he wanted to run away, the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm might not be able to catch up with him.

Xiao Fan said that, it is naturally impossible to resist the bull head and horse face. The speed of the three is very fast, and the cultivation base of the Saint Emperor is naturally extremely terrifying.

On the way, they also encountered a lot of souls, but Xiao Fan didn't do anything. It was really that those soul bodies were too weak to eat.

Just a few days later, a vast ghost town was branded in Xiao Fan's eyes.

From a distance, the towering buildings, like beasts hung there, exuded an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

Xiao Fan glanced away, and with his cultivation level, he couldn't see the end. One can imagine the vastness and vastness of this city.

In the city, there are black shadows everywhere, not much worse than the top city of the Primordial God Realm.

It's just that the darkness is soaring here, and the ghost mist is lingering, giving people a gloomy feeling.

But now all living beings are the body of the soul, this kind of tune is the most accustomed and most comfortable.

"My lord, this is the City of Ten Thousand Devils. Monks are not allowed to kill each other. If you want to fight, you can go to the battlefield of life and death." Niutou whispered beside Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan slapped the folding fan in his hand, nodded indifferently, and then slammed down and rushed directly into the city.

"My lord, wait!" Niutou saw this, his face changed drastically, and quickly chased after him.