Chapter 1687 Revealing the Secret

After a brief silence, one of the gods on the other side spoke again: "Mr. Chu, you are a little unkind. We come here with sincerity, and you won't even let us enter the formation. Isn't that a bit unjustifiable?"

Hearing this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Song Yan's mouth: "Since you don't want to talk here, forget it. Anyway, I'm not interested in what you have to say!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan was ready to return to the formation.

"Wait!"

"Mr. Chu, we are actually here to cooperate with you!"

"Not interested in!"

Song Yan made a casual stroke, and the formation split open, and he was about to step in.

For a moment, panic appeared on the faces of the ten gods. One of them gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Chu, we are actually entrusted by Holy Son Ao Tian to investigate Goddess Fengjiu!"

"You should have said it earlier! Why beat around the bush!" Song Yan turned around and looked at the ten gods with interest.

For a moment, they looked a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Chu, it has been four or five days since Goddess Fengjiu came to your place. How is she doing?"

"Does this have anything to do with you?" Song Yan curled his lips.

"But we are bringing Holy Son Ao Tian...!"

Song Yan waved his hand and interrupted the other person's words: "Don't you know that I once killed one of Ao Tian's men? Do you think that I will give him face?"

"this……?"

For a moment, the ten gods were speechless.

"Go back and tell Ao Tian not to send people to harass me again, or I will kill every one of them!"

"you!"

Hearing Song Yan's words, the ten gods felt very angry.

"What? Are you not convinced?"

Song Yan looked at them and asked.

"let's go!"

In the end, these ten gods did not say much. Although they wanted to kill the bastard Song Yan, they did not dare to take the risk. After all, an intermediate god had died in his hands before, and the low-level gods would have died more, otherwise , nor will he be called the Demon King of Chu.

"Asshole!"

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Ao Tian couldn't help but be furious.

A strong man from the True Dragon Clan said quickly: "The Holy Son calms down, why don't you let your subordinates go out to break his formation and capture him later, and I'll leave it to you to deal with him!"

"inappropriate!"

Ao Tian waved his hand: "The Monument of Creation is about to be opened. It is not appropriate to cause trouble. Besides, Feng Jiu is not weak at all. So Chu Fan has nothing to do with her. It is better to settle things with him slowly after entering the Monument of Creation!"

In the blink of an eye, another few days passed.

Feng Jiu's maids couldn't hold it any longer and all came to the formation to ask to see Feng Jiu.

"Chu Fan, what should we do?"

After hearing the news, Ouyang Weiwei was a little panicked. After a few days, she had learned a lot of information, and she even knew that Fengjiu was the goddess of the second-ranked Feng clan on the Manggu continent.

If the Tianfeng Clan knew that their goddess was dead, I am afraid that both she and Song Yan would be hunted down by the Tianfeng Clan, and the Tianfeng Clan had two thousand gods.

These nine maids of Fengjiu are not weak in strength, they are all intermediate gods. If you want to kill them, you may have to expose some of their true cultivation.

Therefore, the best way is to hold them back until they enter the Heavenly Monument of Creation, where he can reveal his true cultivation. At that time, if they cause trouble again, he can kill them all together.

So Song Yan and Ouyang Weiwei made a plan and let her drive away the nine maids.

The next moment, the formation cracked, and Ouyang Weiwei, who had transformed into Feng Jiu, appeared. She looked at the nine maids coldly and said, "Who asked you to come?"

"Plop! Plop!"

Suddenly, nine maids knelt in a row: "Goddess, we are all worried about you!"

"Get out! Don't bother me again without my order!"

"yes!"

All nine maids looked panicked and stood up to leave.

After the formation closed, the cold-looking Feng Jiu quickly showed a playful expression: "Chu Fan, how did I perform?"

"good!"

Song Yan nodded, but he knew that Feng Jiu's matter would be noticed by the Tianfeng clan sooner or later, but he was not too worried. After all, his goal was to fight for the forty-nine divine lights of creation, and the divine lights of creation were the gods. The goal to fight for.

Therefore, in the future, he will become the enemy of all gods.

time flies.

Finally, there are three days left before the opening of the Heavenly Monument of Creation, and the yin and yang space-time power surrounding the Heavenly Monument of Creation is already fading.

On this day.

Song Yan sensed that a large number of gods appeared near the Monument of Creation, the number of which was no less than two thousand. Moreover, the strength of these gods was very impressive, and most of them were intermediate gods.

On a certain small mountain peak, sixteen statues suddenly appeared.

Maid Feng Jiu who was staying here quickly stepped forward to salute.

"Where's the goddess?"

The leader of the gods is an old woman with white hair.

"Back to the Great Elder, the goddess is with a human named Chu Fan!"

A maid said cautiously.

Among the Tianfeng clan, the clan leader is the most respected person, and the second most powerful person is the great elder. As for the great elder, he is a high-level god.

Hearing this, the great elder frowned slightly: "Go and invite the goddess back!"

"yes!"

The nine maids came outside the formation again.

"Chu Fan, they are here again, what should we do?" Ouyang Weiwei asked. In the past few months, she has fully understood Feng Jiu's cultivation. Although her cultivation is not as good as Feng Jiu's, she is not much weaker. Go ahead, if you use the Tianfeng Clan's treasure again, you can definitely resist the high-level gods.

"It's probably the gods of the Tianfeng Clan who are here!"

Song Yan said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Ouyang Weiwei couldn't help but blush: "If they find out that Feng Jiu no longer exists, they will definitely not give up. Otherwise, I might be able to deceive them by pretending to be Feng Jiu!"

"No!" Song Yan rejected it directly: "Although your soul aura is not much different from Feng Jiu, you only inherited her training memory. Once you come into contact with the gods of the Tianfeng tribe, your secret will definitely be revealed!"

The reason why Song Yan erased Feng Jiu's other memories was because he was worried that if Ouyang Weiwei inherited this part of her memory, it would become another part of Feng Jiu's memory. After all, they have the same origin, and they are all the same soul.

Ouyang Weiwei said: "It doesn't matter, I will be more careful, they may not notice the clues!"

"It's still too risky!" Song Yan still refused.

After a moment, the formation cracked open again, and Ouyang Weiwei transformed into Feng Jiu again, saying with dissatisfaction: "Didn't I tell you not to disturb me?"

A maid said cautiously: "Goddess, the great elder is here, let the slaves ask you to go back to discuss matters!"

Ouyang Weiwei couldn't help but frown slightly: "You go back and tell the Great Elder that I still have some things to deal with here and it's not convenient to go back!"

"yes!"

The nine maids did not dare to object and left together.

"Will the goddess not come back?"

The great elder looked at the nine maids and asked.

"Yes, Great Elder!"

The maids replied in unison.

For a moment, the great elder frowned even more tightly and said coldly: "Tell me the whole story!"

The maids did not dare to hide anything, and told the great elder the whole matter and even the news about Song Yan.

"Great Elder, could it be that Chu Fan did something to the goddess?" A god said worriedly.

"Let's go see the goddess in person and ask her why she refuses to come to see us!"

The Great Elder thought for a moment, then took one step and came to the formation, followed closely by the others.