Chapter 631

"Who are you?" The Yin-Yang Holy Son looked embarrassed and gloomy like water. This is the tragedy of the Yin-Yang religion, and he hates others to say that.

Next to them, the saints and saints also looked at them, all looked bad, and stared at Ye Fan together.

"A passerby, why do you still want to destroy my division?" Ye Fan laughed.

"You don't have to think about it to know that you are standing up for those people. With such a posture, you are so arrogant to put me in the eyes." The Yin-Yang Holy Son said coldly, and pulled Wang Teng and others in, wanting to hold the feud. Enemy anxiety.

Beside her, Ji Ziyue's big eyes flickered, she stared at Ye Fan suspiciously, wrinkled her nose slightly, and carefully observed his every move.

More than two years have passed, ‘she has not changed [the dzi beads], just like in the past, her big eyes like black gems’ are very smart, with long eyelashes, and a pair of small dimples on her face, which is playful and cute.

On the other side of her, Ji Haoyue has black hair and a shawl, her eyebrows pierce her nose, her tiger eyes are full of spirit, her heroic appearance is stalwart, and her aura of a god king is even stronger. She has hidden her cultivation with a secret treasure, which cannot be guessed.

If it is said that what surprised Ye Fan the most is that Pang Bo's like him, he has reached the eighth transformation of Dragon Transformation. I really don't know how he cultivated, and he is not one point slower than him.

Pang Bo was born burly, tall, tall, majestic, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, "an arm is as thick as someone else's leg, strong and powerful, it can be said that he is naturally gifted.

"Why is your entry so fast, you won't go into trouble?" Ye Fan couldn't help but secretly transmit his voice.

"You..." Pang Bo was overjoyed and responded secretly.

Now, Ye Fan is seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome and wise, like an exiled immortal who has taken holy medicine, so he always looks like a teenager.

Fortunately, he is no longer fifteen or sixteen years old as before, but now he has finally grown up a little, the influence of the holy medicine is evident.

When Ye Fan entered Qincheng, he naturally concealed his true face. He didn't want to have any problems. He transmitted his voice and said, "Why is your entry so fast?"

Pang Bo was overjoyed, but his face was calm and expressionless, and he howled secretly: "I sacrificed my life for the sake of cultivation, and I have eaten a large coffin board in the past two years."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Fan's chin almost fell to the ground. He didn't expect that Pang Bo's temperament was still so fierce, and there was no taboo when he wanted to do it.

He grabbed half of the coffin of the undead emperor, and after taking it out, he finally gave it all to Pang Bo, because he had Bodhi seed himself and didn't need to use it.

Pang Bo gave Li Heishui a piece, and he swallowed a piece in the past two years, and refined it completely.

"You can really do it..." Ye Fan can only say that, but after thinking about it, he doesn't worry about "because this is definitely a treasure" and can definitely eat it.

Before time immemorial, the immortal emperor was regarded by all ethnic groups as beings that surpassed the gods. He crowned the ancients and the present, cut down the ancient trees of enlightenment, and refined them into coffins.

What is Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree? This is an immortal tree, the rarest spiritual root in the world, its leaves can be used for enlightenment, it has the brand of the Great Dao, and more importantly, it is its backbone!

"Damn, I have been punished. I ate a coffin board, and I have been struck by lightning in the past two years!" Pang Bo was indignant.

Ye Fan is almost speechless, his brother is too fierce, and he has eaten the catastrophe, which is enough to explain the magic of the ancient tea tree of enlightenment. There are many fragments of the avenue.

"As long as the cultivation base can be diligent, it is enough."

"Yes, that's what I thought too, and I'll keep a big piece for you, and we'll eat it together." Pang Bo said with a smile.

"Forget it, I don't need it, you... eat the rest." Ye Fan wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Last time, I was scolded by that old blind man with a bloody head, scolding me for throwing things like 'How can I eat this kind of undead tree, but it can be passed down' and it can prosper a great religion." Pang Bo said.

The old blind man took the Swallowing Devil Jar and went to the Qishi Mansion several times to support the little bandits. "That's why Wang Chong and others are afraid." They dare not do it.

"What are you in a daze, I'm scared stupid." Beside, someone caught Ye Fan, I haven't seen Ye Fan reply for a long time, I don't know what he was thinking.

"I don't want to embarrass you either. I'm here to make a big salute and make amends, so I won't bother with you." Wang Chong said.

"Little brat, stay where it's cool." Ye Fan stopped his voice transmission with Pang Bo and walked towards the dozen or so saint-child characters alone.

"You are too arrogant, do you know who they are, didn't you put everyone present in the eye scarf?" The Yin-Yang Holy Son arched the fire, hoping that Wang Chong and others would make a move.

"The Yin-Yang Sect really doesn't have a long memory, and always chooses the Son of God, 'Is there not many laughingstocks? Do you still want to elect the fourth?" Ye Fan said casually.

"You...Damn!" The Yin-Yang Holy Son sank his face and said, "That Holy Body, he won't live long, he can't hide like a turtle all his life and dare not come out."

"It's a lot of trouble to exchange, I don't think your Yin-Yang Religion doesn't need the Holy Son." Ye Fan said, and then he took a step closer, and stuck out a big hand and chopped it down.

Everyone was taken aback, 'He was in a no-man's land, making it difficult to guard against, the speed was too fast, and a crystal palm fell like a jade.

The Yin-Yang Holy Son was unavoidable, raising his hands to meet the air, the clear palm fingers flowing with Dao lines, and there were runes flickering one after another, which was the power of Dao.

A soft sound came out, and the hands of the Holy Son were like paper. It was broken every inch, and then his whole body was exhausted. The big hand in the air patted it, and he was powerless to resist.

"puff"

The Yin-Yang Holy Son failed to let out a scream, and slammed his head into the palm of his hand, directly pressing him into a meat sauce, his bones were melted, and he was not human.

The people next to him all backed up quickly, breaking out in a cold sweat, "That's the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect, to be slapped to death with a slap, it's appalling.

The scene was noisy, and Li Heishui and the others were naturally happy. "The other party was restless, and even Wang Chong couldn't help but retreat, and he was afraid.

After all the uproar, everyone knew that the Yin-Yang Sect would definitely go crazy. In just a few short years, the Holy Son had died three times in a row.

"Ye Ye, you are too unkind. The old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, Shou Yuan, will dry up, and he will be pissed off by you even if he is not dead." Pang Bo's voice transmission.

"They always want to trouble me, and they want to get rid of me immediately. There is no way, I will make them dare not choose the Holy Son in the future." Ye Fan smiled.

Then, he walked forward step by step, forcing Wang Chong and the others, a dozen saint-child-level figures retreated together, no one dared to attack, all of them were a little afraid.

In the past, Wang Teng personally suppressed the little monsters, and now he is out of the gate, although he is still very arrogant, but he is much stronger than two years ago, and he does not dare to speak hard.

There are many monks in Qincheng, and people are very surprised. They never thought that a young man would push back more than a dozen outstanding people from the five domains, and none of them dared to make a move.

"Don't push people too hard." Wang Chong gritted his teeth.

Ye Fan was unmoved, when the shopkeeper came out, like a gust of wind sweeping leaves, all a dozen people gushed blood and flew out.

Only Wang Chong was safe, he was blocked by two powerful ancient creatures, one was cast like gold, and the height was ten feet high, and the other was cast like silver, very mighty.

In the end, the battle did not go on, and a golden ancient chariot swept across the sky. Wang Teng, like the emperor of the sky, went out and rushed into the depths of the Qinling Mountains.

"The master received a secret report, and there is a major clue 'Let's go!" The two ancient creatures took Wang Chong away.

"It's not the place we found that was known to Wang Teng," Pang Bo exclaimed.

"Oops, let's go quickly, we can't let people get in first. 'Anyway, everything you need is almost ready, so hurry back." Ji Ziyue shouted.

"What did you find?" Ye Fan was surprised.

"I saw the mark of a monk and a mark left by a bull rider, leading to a lake that is about to dry up." Pang Bo said.

"What?!" Ye Fan exclaimed.

Ye Fan secretly transmitted his voice and revealed his identity to Li Heishui and the others. A few people were surprised and almost called out. The old friends met with great enthusiasm.

Soon after, they left Qincheng and went deep into the Qinling Mountains for millions of miles, and rushed to the mysterious place Ji Haoyue, Pang Bo, and Li Heishui discovered.

I have to say, Ji Ziyue's spiritual sense is too keen, and after walking forward for less than half a quarter of an hour, she wrinkled her nose, rubbed her crystal little tiger teeth, grabbed Ye Fan, and said, "It's you, why are you hiding it? When we are outsiders, I don't want to care about you!"

Ye Fan showed his true face, pinched her Qiong nose, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid of being chased and beaten by the adults of your family."

"Dare to pinch me..." Ji Ziyue rubbed her shiny silver teeth and blinked her eyes like black gems, grabbing Ye Fan's ears.

"Let go." Ye Fan pinched her Qiong nose.

The other half, Ji Haoyue, the God King of the Eastern Desolation, had a dark face, 'I want to say something, and I want to pull Ye Fan aside, so I couldn't help but strode over.

"You are my sister pulling my ear, I didn't hurt her, let her go quickly." Ye Fan spoke first.

"Take your hand off my sister's nose." Ji Haoyue said with a dark face.

"Ji Haoyue, I saved your life, be polite to your benefactor." Ye Fan grumbled.

"These are two different things." Ji Haoyue was usually very wise, but at this moment, the veins on her forehead jumped.

Ji Ziyue's big eyes turned into crescents, she laughed non-stop, tugged Ye Fan's ears a few times, and floated out lightly.

Pang Bo, Li Heishui and others also laughed, hehe, hey hey, only Ji Haoyue and Ye Fan glared at each other.

Not long after, they crossed the void, entered the depths of the Qinling Mountains, and came to a stone forest, where there was a dry lake, on a boulder soil they saw the mark of a monk, and on the other side they saw an old man riding a blue ox. pattern.

"If there is no accident, this is Shi Dicheni, and the other is riding a green ox to the west, and it is Lao Tzu, the purple energy is coming from the east, and there is purple energy even on the stone wall!" Ye Fan was moved.

"This..." Pang Bo was shocked, and only he and Ye Fan knew what these two names meant.

The ancients 2,500 years ago actually appeared at the end of the starry sky. Where are they going along the ancient starry sky road?

"Lao Tzu left Hangu Pass in the west and disappeared from China since ancient times. I never thought about it, but I used to pass here..." Pang Bo thought it was incredible, Lao Tzu's "road to the west" is really too far away!

"Could this be the Immortal Transformation Pond?" Ye Fan said to himself. To be continued)