Chapter 3502 Are You Sure You Are Not Joking?

The number of days, a taboo for monks below the Saint Realm, cannot even be discussed.

Only when you reach the realm of the Holy Lord can you truly touch it.

But at this moment, someone else actually touched Tianshu, and the old man Yun Ling was naturally very uneasy.

Because once someone touches the number of days, it means that the saintly realm of their older generation will fall.

Old Man Yun Ling has lived an extremely long time, at least longer than the other four major power leaders. He has witnessed many power leaders being replaced by others.

This is the reason why Tianyuan Ghost Lord wants to kill Zuiweng. Zuiweng is the person who has touched the sky, and he is still on Guiweiyuan's territory, and there is a high possibility that he will take his place.

If the drunkard becomes the new generation of Ghost Crying Abyss Lord, the current Tianyuan Ghost Lord will only have death.

"It's time to open the Nine Nether Demon Valley. This time, it may be the last chance." A sharp light flashed deep in the eyes of the old man Yun Ling.

…

In a courtyard, a drunkard stood with his hands on his back, looking up to the sky, his eyes were extremely deep: "Another person who has touched the sky, this is already the fifth one!"

After saying that, the drunkard looked at the main peak of Tianling Peak, which towered into the sky, squinted his eyes and said, "Lingyun probably won't be able to sit still this time."

As the owner of Qingxuan Restaurant, Drunkard naturally does not just want to make money.

He continues to collect information from all over the world, and Old Yun Ling naturally attracts the attention of the end.

In the past million years, the other four major forces in the Nine Nether Hells have all had people who reached the number of days, but the Heavenly Spiritual Peak has not.

It's not that there have never been people who touched the Heavenly Spirit Peak, it's just that those people are evil in the cradle of Old Lingyun.

"Nine thunders warn, the Nine Nether Demon Valley will probably be opened even if it is no longer needed." The drunkard withdrew his gaze, and then said calmly: "Wei Lin, you have to work harder next, I have to leave for three months."

"Yes, the owner!" A respectful voice sounded outside the courtyard, but it was Wei Lin, the owner of Qingxuan Restaurant Beiling City, who didn't know when he appeared.

When he came to his senses, the drunkard had disappeared.

…

It was already three days after Xiao Fan helped Shura Sword completely refine the Star Realm Cloud Stone, and he felt extremely comfortable all over.

The purple source appeared, and Xiao Fan became more and more confident in his own strength.

When he walked out of the room, he found that Ru Xi and Palace Master Bingchan had been waiting for a long time.

"Master, you haven't left seclusion yet, and the three-day appointment has passed. I thought you were scared." Ru Xi couldn't help but ridiculed Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan rolled his eyes at Ruxi angrily. This apprentice didn't have much etiquette and respect, but he wasn't easy to beat or scold. Who should let himself owe the ghost king Wuqiu?

"By the way, sir, Old Man Lingyun has arranged another formation, which is still used to assess the qualifications of the Spiritual Meeting to observe the ceremony." Black Tiger Ghost King interjected.

"Oh?" Xiao Fan was slightly surprised.

"Master, how about we try again?" Ru Xi asked tentatively.

Going to break into the formation again?

Xiao Fan immediately denied it. The last time Shura Sword swallowed the Star Realm Cloud Stone without being discovered by Old Man Lingyun, he was considered dead.

If Shura Sword caused some trouble again this time, he couldn't guarantee that he would be so lucky.

"I'm not going. I want to go to you. After today's incident, I have to prepare the divine eagle to participate in the spiritual meeting." Xiao Fan shook his head and said.

It may be easy to stand out in the spiritual society, but it is also a bit difficult to win the first place.

Xiao Fan needs to spend some time carving a work for the competition.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but they still followed Xiao Fan to Beiling City Square.

Xiao Fan was fighting against the three formation geniuses of Jiuyou Hell. As Xiao Fan's subordinates, relatives and friends, they naturally had to cheer him up.

Countless monks gathered in the Beiling City Square. In the center of the square, there was still a formation light gate, which was a new formation arranged by the old man Yun Ling.

However, no one entered the formation at this moment. Instead, they looked towards an open space at the edge of the square.

There, three figures stood motionless in a triangle shape, but their eyes glanced around from time to time, as if they were looking for something.

"Three days have come, so Yama will not dare to come, right?"

"Even if that kid still has some self-awareness, Master Yueya, Fairy Diewu and Master Liangchuan work together to arrange the formation. How can he, who is at the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm, be able to get through?"

"In my opinion, that guy has probably run away a long time ago. If I had dared to speak so wildly, I would not have stayed in Beiling City immediately."

...Everything the crowd said to each other was full of cold sarcasm towards Xiao Fan. In their opinion, Xiao Fan must have run away.

"You two, in my opinion, there is no need to wait, he must not dare to come." Ji Liangchuan said with a gloomy face. He glanced around, but there was no sign of Xiao Fan.

Yue Ya's expression remained as usual, but Fairy Die Wu's eyes flashed with deep reluctance.

"He knows what's going on!" After pondering for a moment, Fairy Diewu snorted coldly.

"It's not a good person to speak ill of people behind their backs."

At this moment, a hearty voice sounded from the sky, and before everyone could recover, a figure had appeared in the open space between the three of them.

"He's actually here!" The crowd exclaimed, with disbelief in their eyes.

"I'm sorry, something has delayed me. I wonder how your formations are prepared?" Xiao Fan looked at the three of them playfully.

"Of course the formation has been prepared a long time ago, just waiting for you to break into the formation." Fairy Diewu snorted proudly.

"Then let's get started." Xiao Fan looked like he couldn't wait any longer. "I have other things to do and don't want to waste too much time."

waste time?

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but shake their heads secretly. This guy is still as arrogant as ever.

Fairy Diewu and the three others looked livid, then looked at each other and made a series of hand seals one after another.

In an instant, the open space in front of the three people suddenly bloomed with rays of light, divine patterns flew out, and countless mist steamed, instantly covering Xiao Fan.

Everyone outside can't see everything inside, and they don't know what's going on inside.

"This is the price of arrogance. That guy will definitely die." The crowd shook their heads, and no one was optimistic that Xiao Fan could break the formation.

Let alone breaking the formation, it is impossible to come out alive.

"Boy, let's see if you survive this time!" Ji Liangchuan said with a sullen face and a cold voice: "These are three quasi-reverence formations, and their power is no less than that of a true reverence level. Even the old man Yun Ling may not be able to short-circuit them. Time to step out.”

Ji Liangchuan not only wanted to trap Xiao Fan inside, but also wanted to keep Xiao Fan's life inside.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Ji Liangchuan's pupils shrank, and the proud smile on his face instantly froze there.

At the same time, a strange voice came from the formation: "This is the formation that you spent three days setting up. Are you sure you are not joking?"