Chapter 790 Crazy Idea, Subdue Tianji Pavilion

Holy Land.

This is an ancient holy land that is in charge of the major sects in China. If a five-star force tries to be promoted to a holy place, it will be led by the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects to conduct a comprehensive assessment.

"Holy Son, do you really want to go out alone?"

A quasi-sage stood beside Feng Chuan and asked with concern.

Since Feng Chuan was promoted to Heavenly Emperor and his combat power reached the top Heavenly Emperor level, he was named by the Holy Master as the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects.

He is no weaker than the former Xiao Cangtian, Wu Xuan and others.

"I'm already a top-level Heavenly Emperor, and I've grown up completely. It's time to go out and hone my own power. Isn't this also explained by the Holy Master?"

Feng Chuan asked back.

He wants to deal with Ye Feng.

In this case, it is natural to act alone.

As for building his own power, this was explained by the Holy Master of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects, and it was a test for Feng Chuan.

Every Holy Master, when he was young, would go to the outside world to create a force of his own.

When he becomes the Holy Master, he will integrate this power into the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects and become a force to strengthen the Holy Land.

Relying on this, Wanzong Holy Land can continue to grow.

The quasi-sage old man knew this, so he said:

"Then, please pay attention to safety on the road. If anyone dares to offend you, please call me."

"Well." Feng Chuan nodded slightly.

...

In the sky.

Feng Chuan was flying alone and was depressed.

He is the Son of Heaven, with the power of ancient heroic spirits. He reached this realm at a young age. He is a strong competitor of the Son of Destiny.

"How can I kill Ye Feng?"

Feng Chuan was daydreaming again.

He heard that Ye Feng's body was sanctified, which was very scary.

In this case, even if Ye Feng stood on the spot and let him kill, he would not be able to stop him.

even……

Not even a single hair of Ye Feng could move.

On the contrary, Ye Feng's hair fell off, and he could easily be cut in half.

Thinking of this, Feng Chuan felt very pained.

"What kind of shit did Ye Feng have, to be so strong, do I really still have a chance?"

Feng Chuan fell into deep thought.

He kept tearing the void and flying to the south. At the same time, he kept thinking about how to replace Ye Feng and become the Son of Destiny.

"Ye Feng must die!"

"But, I can't kill him."

"He is the son of destiny, and the major forces in China should not take action against him."

"If you want to kill him, you can only rely on external force."

"So...to serve the Celestial Clan?"

Feng Chuan looked at the sky, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void, and looked at the Queen of Destiny in Xuankong Mountain.

"hiss!"

Feng Chuan was suddenly shocked.

"How could I have such a crazy idea?"

"The Celestial Clan in Xuankong Mountain is an extraterritorial demon, how can I join forces with them?"

Feng Chuan did not expect that he would be so crazy.

If others knew that he was colluding with the Celestial Clan of Xuankong Mountain, wouldn't the whole world hunt him down?

"Hey, where is this?"

Feng Chuan only thought about it. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had come to the southern region of the Shenzhou Continent.

"This place seems to be... the Thirteen Provinces of the Southern Cloud?"

He looked around and found this small corner according to the map of the Shenzhou Continent.

"I actually came to a place that is only tens of thousands of miles away from the Misty Sect. However, Ye Feng doesn't know me. I pretended to pass by, and there should be nothing wrong."

Feng Chuan secretly said.

Suddenly, he felt a little sense in the dark, looked somewhere underground, and quickly flew over.

...

Tianji Pavilion.

Mr. Paper Fan sat in the position of the pavilion master, with Zhu Yongfu, Xiao Fangu, and Dong Yuandong standing beside him.

Up to now, Tianji Pavilion is still the four of them.

"This damn Ye Feng!"

"He clearly knew that I was here, but he deliberately didn't kill or chase him. This is ignoring the pavilion master and an insult to me!"

The paper fan boy was very angry.

He didn't know that the ancestral land of the Prophet's family was cold.

And he is already the only seedling of the prophet family.

"Interesting! It seems that you hate Ye Feng too."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

Tianji Pavilion F4 was all taken aback and looked around, but did not see anyone at the scene.

"Who... who is pretending to be a ghost?"

The paper fan boy scolded.

Snapped!

A slap fell from the sky and slapped the paper fan boy out. His left cheek was swollen high, his hair cap fell off, revealing his bright bald head.

"Yo, interesting!"

Looking at the bald head of Mr. Paper Fan, Feng Chuan revealed his true body, and the top heavenly emperor swept out and suppressed the four people present.

"Heaven... Heavenly Emperor!"

Tianji Pavilion F4 was frightened.

"You can see the cultivation level of this holy son, and you have a good vision. Are you interested in becoming this holy son's subordinate?" Feng Chuan asked with a smile.

The four sons of the paper fan were stunned.

Did we hear it right?

The top heavenly emperor tried to take over the Tianji Pavilion?

This is great!

In this way, Tianji Pavilion has a backing.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhi Fan immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "This subordinate is the Prophet Paper Fan, the master of the Tianji Pavilion, and is willing to lead the entire Tianji Pavilion to become the subordinate of the Holy Son."

"The Prophet?" Feng Chuan raised his eyebrows, "Are you from the Prophet family?"

"Yes... yes!" Mr. Paper Fan was very scared.

Feng Chuan's eyes narrowed, he stretched out his hand, pressed the shoulder of the paper fan, and used the power of ancient heroic spirits to continuously deduce.

Then, he confirmed the identity of the paper fan.

"Do you know that some time ago, the major star power clans including the Prophet clan attacked Shenzhou and were all killed by Ye Feng with a single strand of hair?" Feng Chuan asked.

"what?!"

Hearing this, the paper fan boy was stunned.

Ye Feng slashed the starry sky powerhouse with a single strand of hair?

No way? No way!

The paper fan boy's face was full of disbelief.

"That's the truth." Feng Chuan sneered, "Could it be that you are all hiding underground and don't know what happened?"

The paper fan boy's expression froze.

Recently, in order to protect themselves, they have indeed been hiding underground, not daring to go out, and naturally do not understand the outside world.

Now, hearing that Ye Feng slashed countless powerhouses with a single strand of hair, they were all horrified.

"Ye Feng has been sanctified in the flesh. As for his cultivation, he has just broken through the third rank quasi-sanctification, which is very powerful."

Feng Chuan said.

Hearing this, Tianji Pavilion F4 is even more shocking.

"From today onwards, this holy son is the new pavilion owner of Tianji Pavilion. You...you can be the deputy pavilion owner." Feng Chuan pointed at the nose of the paper fan and said leisurely, "By the way, let me introduce myself. He is the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects, Feng Chuan!"

"what?"

The paper fan boy was stunned.

Why!

Can't you let me continue to be the pavilion master?

He was dissatisfied.

Pig Yongfu on the side was very happy.

"Hey, Mr. Paper Fan snatched the position of pavilion master from me. Now, the Holy Son has taken the position of pavilion master from Mr. Paper Fan, which is also a retribution."

"As the saying goes, the iron-clad Tianji Pavilion, the pavilion master of Liushui, should be the reason."

Looking at the aggrieved look on the face of the paper fan, Zhu Yongfu secretly laughed in his heart.