Chapter 117: You are far away

It took a long time for Xiao Fan to calm down, his eyes gleaming: "So, I can still see Master and them?"

God never died. Before Xiao Fan was just a guess, but now, he is almost completely certain.

It suddenly occurred to him that God King Purple Feather had left, but there has been no trace. Where did they go?

In addition, the Purple Feather God King seems to have been killed by the human world, if it is just an incarnation, it is okay, if it is the deity, people who reach their level will be assassinated, then the human world is a bit scary.

"Alien demons invaded, the immortal gods transformed into adult purgatory, exactly the same as before the ancient catastrophe, they will definitely appear." Hua Wanjie took a deep breath and said affirmatively.

The next moment, he suddenly sighed: "Unfortunately, the old man didn't have that courage back then, so he didn't dare to take this path."

After saying this, Hua Wanjie's breath became weaker and weaker, and almost only a trace of breath remained.

Xiao Fan was silent for a while. Cultivation relies on not only perseverance, but also courage.

Hua Wanjie didn't dare to take that path, and naturally he was doomed to end. He lived to the present, and he was almost alive.

However, at this time, Hua Wanjie was shivering and took out a simple blood-colored sword order from his arms. A skull pattern was engraved on the sword order, and there were some mysterious lines.

From a distance, it looked like a nebula with a cloud tomb rising and falling.

"What is this?" Xiao Fan asked suspiciously.

Hua Wanjie talked to him alone, and it was for this thing in all likelihood, even in Xiao Fan's realm, he couldn't see through the lines above. "This is the order for burial of the ancestral tomb." Hua Wanjie held his last breath and said: "Back then, the two of them entered the ancestral tomb with a pass and obtained the law against the sky. , And I, never had the courage to enter, maybe, can

Help you. "

Xiao Fan set off a stormy sea in his heart.

An order to bury the ancestral tomb?

It was the first time he heard that there was still a pass to enter the Tomb of Ancestors.

If you need a pass, why do you have to fight a monster?

Xiao Fan was also going to ask about some things about the ancestral tomb and the passage order, but he saw that Hua Wanjie had closed his eyes and the vitality had completely disappeared.

"Thank you." Xiao Fan bowed deeply.

However, he has already obtained the qualification to enter the ancestral grave, and there is no need to use the pass to take risks.

But having said that, the Star Road is now closed. If the Star Road is not open after two years, the four of them will miss the ancestral grave.

At that time, it may still be possible to use this qualification order.

"I hope I don't use it." Xiao Fan groaned in his heart, and his thoughts moved, and the surrounding barrier instantly dissipated.

"Ancestor!" The people of the Hua family were all crying when they saw the immortal flower world.

For a long time, Huawanjie has been the dinghai **** needle of the Hua family, which makes the Hua family prosperous.

Now that the Dinghai Shenzhen needle fell, the future of the Hua family was worrying.

Xiao Fan didn't bother, but his eyes were looking far away, where a pair of faint eyes stared at them.

Before long, a powerful breath whistled out and appeared above the heads of the Hua family.

Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the members of the Emperor's Family would go and return, or that they were just retreating temporarily because of fear of the Flower World.

Now that Hua Wanjie is dead, Emperor Wuya has no scruples anymore, the violent aura is crushed down, countless rocks fly across.

"The emperor is Wuya, what do you want to do?" Hua Qianshu's face was dark, and he stood up without hesitation. He is now the head of the Hua family and must shelter the Hua family from wind and rain.

"What do you do?" Emperor Wuya smiled playfully, stroked his gray beard, and said: "The old man can give the Hua family another chance to surrender to my emperor family, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Hua Qianshu narrowed his eyes.

The emperor Wuya looked at Hua Qianshu amused, before spitting out a word: "Death!"

As soon as he said this, the faces of the Hua family changed wildly, and their eyes were filled with jealousy.

The Hua family had gone through the corpse raising conference and was killed by Huangquan Saint Son a lot, especially the death of Hua Wanjie. They are not the opponents of the Emperor Family.

If it were before, the emperor family would not dare to rush into the ancient land of Huangquan.

"The emperor family has already left, why do you want to come back to die?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, but a black-clothed young man walked out of the ruins next to him, standing with his hands folded, looking at the emperor family indifferently.

"Xiao Fan?" The emperor Wuya glanced at Xiao Fan, his eyes full of disdain: "You can't protect yourself. Do you think you can protect Hua's house?"

What he meant was that the emperor family would not only take away the Hua family, but also destroy Xiao Fan and his party.

"How do you know if you haven't tried it?" Xiao Fan put his hands down, his expression indifferent.

But Jiang E, Ye Qingcheng and others are ready to make a full shot. The opponent is a low-rank Dharma Venerable, even if they join forces, they may not be opponents.

Before Xiao Fan fought Huangquan Shengzi, they had been running for their lives without seeing clearly, otherwise, they would not be so worried.

"Boy, you are the craziest young man I have ever seen." The emperor Wuya raised his head and laughed, and said: "Originally, you and your endless palace are almost gone, but today, the deity is in a good mood. , See you off first."

"what did you say?"

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and a biting coldness bloomed from him. The endless divine mansion was his scale, and no one could touch it.

Who touched, who died!

"Don't worry, they will bury you with you!" Emperor Wuya didn't mean to explain more, and with a wave of his hand, a huge palm fell from the sky.

The void rumblingly moved, unable to withstand the power of the palm, began to explode.

Some low-level cultivators couldn't bear the pressure, vomiting blood, Hua Qianshu's eyes were quick and quick, and all the low-level cultivators of the Hua family were sent into the body world.

Just when they were preparing to resist the palm of Emperor Wuya with all their strength, suddenly a sword burst from Xiao Fan's place, so fast that almost only a flash of light was seen.

The next moment, everyone took a deep breath and looked at Emperor Wuya with horror, enough to stuff a duck egg in their mouths.

I saw that the emperor Wuya's chest was penetrated by a sword gas, blood spurted wildly, and his body was almost cut off by a sword for a long time.

Not knowing that they were shocked, Emperor Wuya was also extremely shocked, because he didn't react at all, so Xiao Fan's sword penetrated his body.

The power of that sword is not at all weaker than the realm of Fazun!

Is this really displayed by a low-grade source?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Emperor Wuya would never believe it. "You are far worse than the Son of Huangquan!" Xiao Fan said with an indifferent expression. He did not know when the Shura sword appeared in his hands, step by step towards the emperor family, his murderous aura surged.