Chapter 1608 Bad News

Chapter 1608 Bad News

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and looked around, staring into the distance, the sky and the earth were dark, and there was a vicissitudes and simplicity in the air, which was abnormally cold.

In this world, there is no living thing, not even a single weed is seen, the ground is uneven, and there are deep marks, which are obviously caused by the wind blade for many years.

"Wind?" Xiao Fan muttered to himself, as if he remembered something, he squatted down, looked at an ordinary stone on the ground, suddenly his eyes flashed, and he asked in surprise: "Desolate stone monument?"

No wonder Xiao Fan was so surprised, because the aura of this stone was exactly the same as the desolate stone tablet he saw at Lihuo Imperial Capital Battle Soul Academy.

He still remembered that when he was close to the desolate stone tablet, his thoughts entered a world of wind, and later he realized the fourth wind.

Now he finally understands why the desolate stone tablet caused such a movement, because the desolate stone tablet was originally a thing of the forbidden land of the gods, imprinting some pictures of the world of wind.

You know, the winds in this world of winds are all the mysteries of the winds. He was a battle king back then, so it was naturally difficult for him to act in that illusion.

"I don't know if I can comprehend the profound meaning of wind here?" Xiao Fan thought suddenly.

He has now comprehended the secrets of Shura, life and death, and the secret of fire, but the secret of wind has its unique magical effects, that is, speed and attack.

Before Xiao Fanna comprehended the power of the wind, his attack and speed were unmatched by ordinary people. If he could comprehend the profound meaning of the wind this time, wouldn't his strength increase a lot?

"Unfortunately, there is not much time to open the forbidden land of the gods, only one year, and now there are only ten months left to use." Xiao Fan summoned a soul clone with a thought.

He still decided to comprehend the mysteries of the wind. He didn't know if he could comprehend it, but at least he could try it.

Anyway, I will still leave from here when I look back, and I won't waste my time.

"Young Master, be careful." Zhuo Tianhong yelled suddenly, and saw a tornado roaring in the distance, the sharp blade light strangling the void, and deep marks flowed out on the ground.

You don't need to think about it to know that those corpses just now were strangled to death by these tornadoes.

Xiao Fan had been prepared for a long time, and he backed away tens of feet, just avoiding the attack range of the tornado, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said: "The power of the Nine Nether Demon Blood has disappeared?"

The disappearance of the power of the Nine Nether Demon Blood meant that Xiao Fan could only use the power of the Battle Saint Realm, and he was not used to it for a while.

But after thinking about it, it's relieved. This restricted area of ​​the gods is divided into nine layers of space from the outside to the inside. The deeper the space, the greater the suppression of power and the stronger the danger.

On this sixth floor, the wind blade that contains the profound meaning of wind alone is enough to kill people, and even if you want to come to the Temple of God of War, you will not let the monks in the God of War realm come here to die.

"Walk around the wind blade and go forward!" Xiao Fan left his soul avatar here to contemplate enlightenment, and then he walked deep.

After a while, a dozen or so figures came into Xiao Fan's eyes, and each of them was at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm, and the dozen or so people fought fiercely together.

"Fighting here, isn't it courting death?" Zhuo Tianhong cursed secretly, if he was swallowed by the wind blade, he would die even in the God of War realm, let alone the God of War realm.

"People die for wealth, birds die for food." Xiao Fan's eyes fell on a sparkling crystal of divine power in the distance. These people were obviously competing for the crystal of divine power.

"I'm not surprised that the people in the Temple of War are fighting for the crystals of divine power, but don't the people of the ancient clan know that there is something wrong with these crystals of divine power?" Zhuo Tianhong frowned.

"It's not that simple." Xiao Fan shook his head, he recognized one of those people, it was Ling Ao from the Ling family, based on what Xiao Fan knew about Ling Ao, he was a very smart person, it was impossible for him to A crystal of divine power desperately.

When Xiao Fan was pondering, Ling Ao in the distance was already at a disadvantage. There were only four people on Ling Ao's side, but there were as many as eight people on the other side. One against two, how could they be the opponents of those people.

Xiao Fan thought for a while and said, "Zhuo Tianhong, let's do it!"

"Help who?" Zhuo Tianhong asked.

"What do you think?" Xiao Fan gave Zhuo Tianhong an angry look.

"I see." Zhuo Tianhong smiled resentfully, turning into a flash of light and rushing out. Although he was suppressed at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm, he was still easy to catch against monks of the same level.

His ability is not something these monks at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm can resist.

Seeing Zhuo Tianhong approaching, the cultivators on both sides showed signs of alertness, but when they saw Zhuo Tianhong attacking the cultivators of the God of War Temple, Ling Ao and the others had a flash of hope on their faces.

"Your Excellency, do you know who we are?" a person from the Temple of War God shouted angrily, "It's best not to mistake yourself!"

"Miss your grandma!" Zhuo Tianhong couldn't stand their threats, I came to kill you, how dare you threaten me?

puff! With a crisp sound, Zhuo Tianhong burst out of his body in vain, and a tentacle directly pierced through the monk who threatened him, and the blood energy and fate in his body were instantly sucked out by Zhuo Tianhong.

At the same time, the other tentacles rolled up the other seven people without hesitation. Even though they were suppressed in the Battle Saint Realm, Zhuo Tianhong's physique was by no means comparable to these Battle Saint Realm monks. .

"Ah~" There were screams, and after only a few breaths, the eight monks at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm in the Temple of the God of War were killed by Zhuo Tianhong.

Ling Ao and the others looked horrified, they didn't expect Zhuo Tianhong to be so strong, took a deep breath, Ling Ao stepped forward and said: "Thank you for your help!"

"Don't thank me, thank my son if you want to thank me." Zhuo Tianhong waved his hands and said.

"Ling Ao, why are you the only ones left in your Ling family?" At this moment, Xiao Fan came over.

"Xiao Fan?" Ling Ao looked at Xiao Fan in surprise, he didn't expect to be saved by Xiao Fan, and said with a wry smile: "We were separated by the storm, and then we were attacked by people from the Temple of War, they killed six of us. people!"

"Could it be that the Temple of War God has blatantly started a war with all the ancient clans?" Xiao Fan asked coldly.

It's no wonder he thinks this way, for a crystal of divine power, many monks in the Battle Saint Realm probably won't work so hard, at least the shrewd Ling Ao won't do so.

Ling Ao pondered for a while, nodded very solemnly and said: "Yes, I got some bad news earlier, the Temple of War God has started to clear the five-story space in front of the arena, as long as it is not a monk of the Temple of War God, kill without mercy!"

"No wonder we wandered around the fifth floor for two days. We didn't see any monks from the ancient clan, but only some monks from the Temple of War. Fortunately, you spared their lives." Zhuotianhong said in surprise.

Xiao Fan's face was also extremely gloomy, this incident was obviously beyond his expectation, he did not expect the actions of the Temple of War God to be so swift and violent.

"By the way, I also occasionally heard a rumor. I don't know if it is true or not. If it is true, it is definitely bad news for us." Ling Ao said suddenly.

"What rumors?" Xiao Fan had already prepared for the worst in his heart.

"According to the people in the Temple of War God, the Temple of God of War has already started to attack the major ancient clans in the Soul of War Continent." Ling Ao said in a tone of surprise.

"What?" Xiao Fan's pupils shrank suddenly. He had never thought about this matter before. Could it be that the Lord of the God of War has no scruples?

Or, has Ye Jiuyou already obtained his own head and recovered his peak strength?