Chapter 995 Frame Xiao Fan

Chapter 995 Frame Xiao Fan

"Ten years ago!" Ye Feng's expression was a little confused, as if he had fallen into a distant memory: "Ten years ago, there was a big event that shook the Soul of War Continent!"

Seeing Ye Feng's wistful tone, Xiao Fan almost couldn't resist beating him up.

"Creating God!" After a long time, Ye Feng could hold back two words.

"Making gods?" Xiao Fan showed a strange look, and he didn't know what it meant for a while.

"That's right, it's God-making, artificially creating the legendary God of War!" Ye Feng swallowed his saliva, "Since the destruction of the Shura Temple thousands of years ago, during this period of time, there have been almost no Gods of War. There are hidden ancient clans.

Because apart from those ancient clans, other people don't know how to break through to the God of War realm. Presumably, you should also know why war spirits are only divided into nine ranks.

Although there is indeed a god-level battle spirit, normally speaking, a ninth-rank battle spirit is enough to break through the God of War, and not only the owner of a god-rank battle spirit can break through the legendary God of War. "

"That's right, I've seen god-level war spirits before, but if only god-level war spirits can break through to the God of War, there must be only a handful of God of War powerhouses in this world since ancient times, and of course they won't be completely invisible." Xiao Van nodded.

Breaking through to the current state, he has only seen a god-level battle spirit from Huangfu Tianchen, and he has seen a lot of ninth-rank and special-type battle spirits.

Xiao Fan was also very surprised. For thousands of years, there is almost no God of War in the Soul of War Continent. No wonder he has hardly heard of God of War.

"The god-making you are talking about, is it possible that another faction from the inheritance hall made it?" Xiao Fan suddenly came back to his senses, and asked in surprise.

Ye Feng nodded: "That's right, that happened about ten years ago, but it was a pity that it failed in the end, and it didn't succeed. Otherwise, the War Soul Continent would have been bloody and bloody."

"Where is the inheritance hall?" Xiao Fan asked.

Ye Feng shook his head and said: "I don't know, the creation of the God of War was carried out in Tianyu at the beginning, when the high-level officials of the Temple of War God and the Hall of War Soul arrived, the man-made God of War almost succeeded.

It was only because of some unexpected accident that they failed. The other people were also sent away by the super strong man with great means, and they were nowhere to be found.

The Temple of War God and the Temple of War Soul have been searching for these years, but unfortunately they have not been found, but they must still exist in a corner of the War Soul Continent. "

Xiao Fan couldn't calm down for a long time, artificially creating a god of war, this inheritance hall is really not ordinary horror.

If they were really going to succeed, they would probably immediately go to the Hall of War Souls.

"Perhaps, the two halls that the previous master of the Asura Hall reminded me did not refer to the people in the Inheritance Hall, but told me to be careful of those in the War Soul Hall." Xiao Fan already had some understanding in his heart.

After a long time, Xiao Fan came to his senses, these things are not within his reach now.

Not to mention God of War, even the Saint of War Realm is still a long way away.

"By the way, I still have to go find Lao San, Xiao Wu and Chu Fan." Xiao Fan suddenly came to his senses, because of Ye Feng's attack, he almost forgot the most important thing.

Looking outside the house, night has fallen, Xiao Fan gave an order to Ghost One, looked at Ye Feng and said: "Ye Feng, come with me."

Naturally Ye Feng would not refuse, nor did he dare to refuse, the two of them flashed out of the room, if someone hadn't asked Xiao Fan to stay in the room, he would not have left Ghost One here either.

High above the sky, Xiao Fan glanced at the courtyard below, and flew towards the distance.

With the Soul Locking Orb, Xiao Fan will not lose his way at all. During the journey, Xiao Fan took out several soul rings. These are his trophies in the Southern Territory Competition, and he has only had time to open them until now.

There are a total of more than a dozen soul rings, and a lot of top-grade soul stones have been harvested, and there are probably six to seven million. After all, six of them are from the Temple of War God.

And there are also Ling Tian and Huangfu Tianchen, as the young masters of the family, how can they have less things on their bodies?

In addition, there are many soul soldiers, elixir and pills, but for Xiao Fan, they are not of much use.

"Another blueprint?" Xiao Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sheepskin scroll appeared in the middle of the conversation, which was exactly the same material as the sheepskin scroll he had snatched from Yumian Wuqing in the King Killing Trial.

Could it be that this parchment is also related to Shura's inheritance?

"The soul ring with this parchment scroll looks like it belonged to Ling Tian." Xiao Fan's eyes lit up, "Ling Tian's skyfire unicorn battle spirit, fused with a trace of endless fire, should be related to this parchment scroll."

Xiao Fan hastily and carefully put away the parchment. The Endless Battle Soul is still incomplete. It is very possible that the location recorded in the parchment is the location of the endless fire.

Xiao Fan was very excited when he thought that Endless Battle Soul could be improved a lot.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan stopped in his tracks, stared into the distance, and said, "This mountain range again, it seems to be called Panlong Mountain Range."

Ye Feng didn't know what Xiao Fan was doing here, but he didn't dare to ask.

"It's already one or two thousand miles away from where I live, and I can't sense the situation of Ghost No. 1." Xiao Fan frowned, gritted his teeth and continued to fly towards the depths of the Panlong Mountain Range.

For the safety of Fatty and Guan Xiaoqi, Xiao Fan didn't care so much.

At this moment, in the courtyard where Xiao Fan was before, several figures suddenly flashed outside.

In the room, Ghost No. 1 looked outside indifferently. Suddenly, with a bang, a black shadow came in. Then, the door closed, and there was a figure lying in the middle of the room.

Ghost No. 1 glanced at it, but it was a woman. Her clothes were torn, and there were several bloodstains on her top. Her hair was disheveled, as if she had been insulted.

The most important thing is that the woman is no longer breathing, but her body temperature is still there, so it is obvious that she has not died for a long time.

Ghost No. 1 took a look at the woman and felt familiar. It knew that Xiao Fan must know this person, but it didn't.

It wanted to feed back the information it saw to Xiao Fan, but found that it had severed contact with Xiao Fan.

"How dare you frame the master!" Ghost No. 1's tone was very cold. Its rank is not low, and it has already possessed spiritual wisdom.

"Mice, where are you going!"

Suddenly, there was an angry shout from outside, followed by several crisp sounds, and several streams of blood swords were shot on the window, and three corpses were lying in the yard.

Immediately afterwards, several figures fell from the sky and landed steadily in the courtyard.

"Patriarch Ling, these people kidnapped Shishi's niece." One of the middle-aged men in gold robe squatted on the ground, looked at the three corpses, and then shouted.

The person behind him was none other than Ling Chengdao, who had gone to the Jiang family in a fit of rage just to kill Jiang Tianyun, but was stopped by the strong Jiang family.

Ling Chengdao returned to the family without success, but when he suddenly learned that someone had kidnapped Ling Shishi, he was furious and chased him down without hesitation.

"Patriarch Ling, niece Shishi should be inside." The middle-aged man in the golden robe said again.

Ling Chengdao remained silent, his eyes were extremely cold, and he walked towards the room step by step.

The middle-aged man in the golden robe had a sneer on his lips, as if he wished Ling Chengdao would open the door immediately.

In the courtyard next door, a man in black saw everything in Xiao Fan's courtyard through the window, and said with a wicked smile, "Xiao Fan, the game is just beginning."