Chapter 4780: A bunch of lunatics

Ye Qingcheng's expression condensed upon hearing this.

He certainly wanted to get the inheritance of the Nine Dead Sword Master, but instead of just inheriting it, he wanted to learn from and perfect his own swordsmanship.

But he also knew that the people of Wuliangtian most likely had entered the Hall of the Nine Deaths, and even most likely they had been passed on.

If so, even if they kill each other, they may not be able to get the inheritance of the Nine Dead Sword Master.

"Don't worry, those people haven't left, it means they haven't got the inheritance." Xiao Fan saw Ye Qingcheng's worry.

Xiao Fan couldn't help but smile when he thought that Ye Qingcheng, who was usually calm and calm, had such an impatient side.

"Husband, there is another barrier here." Ye Shiyu suddenly interjected.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Qingcheng and others' expressions changed slightly.

A Divine Sword Formation can block their footsteps, and without thinking about it, the enchantment should be even stronger right now.

This also proves the horror of Monk Wuliangtian from the side.

If it can pass this barrier, there will be a fierce battle in all likelihood.

Xiao Fan was extremely calm, as long as he was not in the ancestral king state, he would be fearless.

Not to mention him, it is enough to face everything.

"No, those two are just Supreme Ancestors, how can they pass through this barrier?" Ling Feng suddenly interjected.

Everyone was taken aback.

Yes, those two supreme saint ancestors can pass, their strength is not weak, and they can certainly pass.

Xiao Fan gave Ling Feng a weird look.

Boss, you are swollen.

According to your tone, how can you feel that you have looked down upon the Supreme Ancestor.

"I'll try it." Xiao Fan stepped forward and walked to the Hall of the Nine Deaths.

However, when he approached the steps of the Hall of the Nine Deaths by one foot, a golden sword light appeared out of thin air, suddenly shooting towards Xiao Fan's eyebrows.

"Be careful!" Ye Shiyu and others exclaimed.

Xiao Fan looked as usual, and stretched out **** to directly clamp the golden sword light.

With a pinch of his finger, the golden sword light suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of light and rain and dissipating in the air.

"Humph!"

Xiao Fan snorted coldly, his aura skyrocketed, but a magic sword appeared in his hand, and a domineering sword appeared, slashing towards the Hall of the Nine Deaths.

Inverse chaos eight magic sword!

Falling one after another, the strange thing is that when the blade light was close to the Nine Death Demon Hall by a distance, all disappeared strangely, as if entering another time and space.

However, when Xiao Fan cut the sixth sword, the void split a hole in vain.

The golden brilliance burst, and the formation enchantment burst open.

Several figures suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Fan and the others, two of them were the two Supreme Ancestors who had fled before.

It's just that there are as many as eight people now, and the aura emitted by the other six is ​​obviously stronger than the two before.

The eight supreme ancestors?

Xiao Fan and the others were slightly surprised, when was the Supreme Ancestor so worthless?

Although Wuliangtian's strength is good, it is impossible to come in eight Supreme Ancestors at once.

After taking a closer look, Xiao Fan instantly understood what was going on.

Among the eight people, the aura on six of them was very unstable, obviously just not long after breaking through the Supreme Ancestor.

It's just because they are all sword repairers, even if they have just broken through, they are very powerful and extremely concise.

Needless to think about it, these people must have been greatly blessed when they entered the Hall of the Nine Deaths, and impacted the Supreme Ancestor.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan couldn't help feeling that this reincarnation tomb is really a treasure.

However, Xiao Fan's gaze did not fall on these eight people, but at the Temple of the Nine Deaths behind.

The gate of the Hall of the Nine Deaths opened a gap, which happened to allow one person to pass through.

In the main hall, there was a sharp and fierce aura, even if they were several feet away, they felt a little tingling on the skin.

"Someone went in?" Nangong Xiaoxiao secretly spoke to everyone.

"Definitely so, otherwise, they would not deliberately arrange formations here to confuse us!" Ye Qingcheng's eyes flickered.

"By the way, this immeasurable person really can't underestimate him, he can add a formation outside the Hall of the Nine Deaths." God Killing nodded secretly, his expression slightly solemn.

"Leaving here, we can assume that nothing has happened." Among the eight people opposite, a tall middle-aged man stepped forward, walked to the edge of the steps, and scanned Xiao Fan and the others coldly.

Xiao Fan did not answer, but they became more curious about the Palace of the Nine Deaths.

You know, they killed several people in Wuliangtian, and they could treat it as if nothing happened.

Needless to think about it, the weight of the things in the Temple of the Nine Deaths has far exceeded the lives of several peerless cultivators.

"What if we don't leave?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and walked towards the Hall of the Nine Deaths step by step, quite provocative.

"Cang~"

As soon as the voice fell, a series of screams rang out, and the Eight Immortal Heavens held the divine sword, staring at Xiao Fan and the others with chills.

Not going?

That's a battle!

Xiao Fan was also overwhelmed by the momentum of the Wuliangtian people. No wonder Wuliangtian was able to become the third place today from the end of the nine days and ten places.

These people are not easy!

At least, they are fearless.

Even if the other party knows that one's own party has a monster that is against the sky.

If everyone in the Primordial God Realm had such courage, how could they be so weak?

"Then fight!" Nangong Xiaoxiao had a high fighting spirit, holding the Zhan Tianji, and suddenly rushed up.

Xiao Fan smiled bitterly, and he seemed to be a group of militants.

Ye Qingcheng, Killing the Gods, Nangong Xiaoxiao, and Ling Feng are all fighting and unhappy, especially Nangong Xiaoxiao and Ye Qingcheng, the two broke through with battle.

Even Ye Shiyu, who usually looks like a thin woman, will become a lunatic once he fights.

"Haha, I want to fight two!" God-killing laughed wildly, and rushed forward without hesitation.

Ling Feng, Ye Qingcheng, and Ye Shiyu were unwilling to be left behind, and they stepped out one after another, each leading one to kill to the sky.

The Eight People of Wuliangtian were also taken aback by this scene. They were so powerful that they thought they could easily scare Xiao Fan away.

But never expected that these people would be so combative.

Not only did he have no fear, but he was extremely excited.

For a time, before the hall, only Xiao Fan and Wuliangtian were left.

The three of them stared at Xiao Fan coldly, and no one took the lead.

After a while, they finally couldn't sit still. The middle-aged man headed by the middle-aged man became murderous and waved his hand: "Kill him!"

call!

Hearing the words, the two made a decisive move, and instantly stepped out of the stairs.

Boom!

However, what made them dumbfounded was that the two of them had not yet stepped out of the steps with one foot, and Xiao Fan moved and rushed out with lightning speed.

They only saw a shadow, and then a mouthful of sweetness gushed from their throats, and the whole person flew out like a meteor, smashing heavily on the Hall of the Nine Deaths. When the middle-aged man saw this, his pupils shrank suddenly.