Chapter 542: Twelve ruins
boom!
Xiao Fan's body exploded, and there was no time to react. The speed of the woman in the black dress mask was too fast.
"Mayfly dare to shake the tree?" The woman in the black dress mask snorted coldly.
His strength really makes people tremble. In the eyes of everyone, the strength of a woman may be comparable to the deity of 30.
Even if it is not as good, it is not much worse.
When the voice fell, the woman in the black dress mask turned and stared at the old man in time coldly, her eyes full of arrogance.
"This is your trump card?" The cold voice spit out from her mouth, his tone full of mockery.
She couldn't bear the waste that she couldn't bear even one blow. Why would these people rely on him?
puff!
Suddenly, a beam of light emerged from the void and pierced the black dress mask woman's heart.
The face of the woman in the black dress mask changed drastically, and she flashed to the side in a hurry, but after a beat, an arm suddenly flew up.
At her broken arm, a strange mist of energy hovered around.
"Ahhh~"
Almost at the same time, a blood basin appeared and swallowed her arm in one bite.
"court death!"
The woman in the black dress mask was furious, raised her hand and slapped out angrily.
It's just that the owner of the big mouth of the blood basin disappeared in vain out of nowhere.
"Who?" The woman in the black dress mask sneered coldly.
"This is the strength of the market?" At this time, a flat voice sounded not far away, with a hint of playfulness and abuse in his tone: "It seems that it is nothing more than that."
"Are you not dead?" The woman in the black dress mask looked at Xiao Fan in astonishment.
The one who appeared not far from her was naturally not someone else, but Xiao Fan.
No wonder the woman in the black dress and mask was so surprised, she just slapped him to death, why did she live again?
The others looked at the woman in the black dress and mask weirdly, and they sighed in their hearts.
The strength of the woman in the black dress mask is indeed very strong, even outrageously strong, but this combat experience is really too weak, using a piece of white paper to describe her is a bit too much.
If they had such a realm, they would probably not be able to live until now.
Xiao Fan shook his head, suddenly lacking in interest.
What the woman with the black dress mask just broke was just a clone of Wanyuan Eudemons, to test her strength.
Although Xiao Fan knew that her combat experience was very weak, he never expected that he would still overestimate her, which was simply ridiculously weak.
In the Immortal Demon Realm, a person like her is a full-blooded powerhouse.
The defense is high, the life is strong, the attack is strong, but the reaction and speed are almost negligible, and it can't hit people at all.
"I really want to know what level your strength is in the Yin Ruins." Xiao Fan curiously looked at the woman in the black dress and mask.
Others also showed curiosity when they heard the words.
If the woman in the black dress mask is already the top combat power of the Yin Ruins, then they really have nothing to worry about.
With Xiao Fan, almost no one can kill them.
"There are many people who can kill you." The woman in the black dress mask coldly snorted, and looked down at Xiao Fan from a condescending manner: "You and other alien ants will never know what you are facing."
The corner of Xiao Fan's mouth twitched, how could he feel a little second-degree sickness?
He couldn't even see through the hand he had just now, he really couldn't understand, where is the confidence of the woman in the black dress mask.
But after thinking about it carefully, he was relieved.
Before they entered the Yin Ruins, the most foreign enemies faced by women with black dress masks were the strength of Tier 3 and Tier 4 ghosts.
Even, most people have the realm of other universes, can enter the land of Yin Ruins, and can't exert their strength at all.
In all likelihood, they will be captured by Tier 3 or 4 ghosts in the Yin Ruins, and naturally there is no such thing as a "master" like a woman in a black dress mask.
Over time, in her eyes, outsiders are weak and pitiful.
Even after experiencing the battle just now, she couldn't easily change this impression of outsiders.
As for the people in the Yin Ruins, it is estimated that few people dare to do anything to her.
"Really?" Xiao Fan didn't worry about it, he still wanted to get more useful information from the other party.
"Give you a chance to live." The black dress masked woman looked down Xiao Fan proudly, and said: "Your strength is still counted in the law of this palace, as long as you promise to become a slave in this palace, this palace can forgive you not to die."
Xiao Fan put his chin in his right hand, and meditated for a moment, "If you can answer a few questions, maybe you can think about it."
The eyes of the woman in the black dress mask lit up, although she didn't know Xiao Fan's true strength.
But how could a person who can kill her four subordinates be weak?
Xiao Fan alone was better than the four subordinates who died together.
"My palace is in a pretty good mood, what do you want to know?" The woman in the black dress mask said lightly, in that tone, it was obvious that Xiao Fan had become her own slave.
When other people saw this scene, they secretly squeezed a cold sweat for the woman in the black dress mask.
If they didn't understand Xiao Fan, they might actually think Xiao Fan was willing to be a slave.
But now it seems that the woman in the black dress mask will be crippled by Xiao Fan.
"Under Xiao Fan, I don't know how your Excellency is called and what status is in the Yin Ruins." Xiao Fan smiled faintly and said: "You also know that my strength is not weak. I can't find a too weak master, right? "
"Hmph, this palace is the ninth ruins of the twelve ruins in the land of immortals. You can call it the master of the nine ruins of this palace." The face-faced woman in the black dress had a cold tone, but she couldn't hide her pride.
"Twelve Ruins?" A flash of astonishment flashed deep in Xiao Fan's eyes.
The expressions of the old people of Time and Space were also solemn to the extreme.
They didn't expect that there would be twelve people of the same level as women with black dress masks.
Moreover, it ranks ninth in the twelve ruins, and it is not the strongest one in terms of strength.
Although Jiuxu’s combat experience is almost zero, her realm is really real. Even if it is a strong blood, the old people of time and space dare not despise it.
They couldn't imagine what the outcome would be if they faced the twelve ruins at the same time.
"How can the power of the fairyland be conceivable by the ants like you?" The black dress mask woman Jiuxu smiled contemptuously, Xiao Fan and their expressions made her feel refreshed.
"It's really unimaginable." Xiao Fan nodded seriously.
Originally, he thought that for a person at the level of thirty, the heavens and all realms could already be extremely sky-defying.
But now he was told that there were twelve people of this level, which was something he had never even dared to think of.
"Okay, this palace has already told you the answer you want, and now gives you a chance to become a slave in this palace." Jiuxu's cold eyes suddenly looked at them.
"As long as you kill them, you will be the first slave in this palace in the future." "The first slave?" Xiao Fan suddenly sneered. Whenever he becomes the master of the immortal demon world, it becomes an extravagant hope. NS?
