Chapter 900: Meeting Fenghuang Again

"Are we all ready?" Yi Yefan asked, this time the matter is of great importance, and life and death will be decided at every turn, so there is no room for sloppiness.

"There should be no problem." Pang Bo said, everyone adjusted to the best state, and only waited three days to enter.

"What about the old blind man and Tu Tian?" Ye Fan asked.

Several people were stunned when they heard his words, and immediately knew what he wanted to do. Do they want to bring in the Jidao Emperor? But this is very taboo, and the teachings are clearly not to be used, otherwise the whole world will be punished.

"It's hard to use this place. If you miss out, there will be big trouble. When I want to enter [Baidu Covering the Sky Bar Kuaishou Da and share with you], someone must set up a sensor array and other tests." Li Heishui said .

"It doesn't have to be used, I just think this place is too unusual, I don't know why I have a feeling of heart palpitations." Ye Fan frowned, he felt that it would be better to bring the ultimate weapon for prevention.

"Let this emperor think about it, is there any way to hide his breath." Although the black emperor does not work reliably on weekdays, it is for others, and it really involves his own safety. This dog thing is more than anyone else thinks. comprehensive.

"Do you have any hunch?" Monkey asked. At their level, sometimes instinct is more accurate than some powerful predictions.

"No." Ye Fan shook his head, he was just a little worried and had some associations, and said, "I killed so many people in the Tianduan Mountains pit last time, will someone design me in turn?"

"You're worried, the Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple is a big scam. It's not going to happen. Don't you want to kill all the experts in the world in one go? Who has such courage, who dares to do this!?" Several other people gasped.

"That's not the case." Ye Fan shook his head, then lowered his chin, and said, "I'm just worried that someone will take advantage of this ancestral temple and set up a partial game to deal with me."

"It makes sense, there's really no chance that someone wants to follow the example of the Tianduan Mountains to fight. If that's the case, it's going to be a big problem. Bringing the Jidao Emperor will be safe!" Pang Bo nodded.

"After the emperor thought hard, I finally remembered all the subtleties of a magic array. It can be used greatly, and all the breaths can be hidden, and no array pattern can be sensed." Hei Huang said.

It was the pattern that bullied the sky. The Great Emperor Wushi was often struck by lightning back then. In order to avoid implicated others, he created a strange pattern that could hide all the qi.

In the end, the Heaven Swallowing Magic Pot was perfectly integrated, and was hidden by a mysterious magic circle of the Black Emperor. Bringing it is enough to make people feel at ease, even if there is a shocking change.

Duan De frowned and said, "I have a material that I haven't collected yet, Master Dao, and I have only come here for a substitute, which always feels a bit inappropriate."

"I haven't collected it for so many days?" Ye Fan was surprised. He paid a lot of money and made him go to the major auction houses to bid.

"It's still far from Yan Luo soil, which is rare in the world and difficult to collect." Duan De said.

"It doesn't matter, there are still three days left, Donghuang has not found it, we will look for it in the major auction houses in Zhongzhou.

"Evan said.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome," Ziro said.

Today, the ancestral temple of Zhongzhou, where the world meets the wind and clouds, has attracted people from the three religions and nine streams. There is a temporary venue just outside the first dragon vein in the past.

Outside the first ancestor, the hills are ups and downs, but all the mountains are cut off. People can't imagine how terrifying the mysterious night that shocked the ages. One of the valleys is extraordinarily wide and crowded, and monks come and go in an endless stream.

The major chaebols and auction houses are well prepared, and it can be said that they are very good at doing business. They have shipped all kinds of rare treasures here, and they have all gone into the ruins to explore the various utensils needed.

An old man passed by and brushed shoulders with Ziro, the old killer was very solemn all of a sudden, he got the secret report, pulled Ye Fan and the others aside, and said, "This time is really bad, hell I sent out a few old assassin kings from the world, and I want to get rid of Ye Fan in return for the last big hatred."

"I'll be fine, but you must pay more attention." Ye Fan didn't change, he had already expected that this time it would be a bloody battle, and it would not be so easy to climb the altar of five.

In the valley, there are green bamboos, mountain springs gurgling, and there is aura transpiring, which is very extraordinary. There are not only many human race powerhouses, but also many ancient race creatures.

Although the instruments are placed directly on the street stalls, they are all very valuable. Many of them are treasures, which are dizzying. Many stalls have attracted many people to stop.

The Black Emperor kept making shots and bought some materials, while Duan De picked it up, but he never found the Yama soil he needed.

"Holy Prince..." An ancient creature approached, bowed respectfully to the monkey, and then secretly transmitted his voice.

"Really, I understand, thank you for your family, I will have a big reward in the future." Monkey nodded.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yixi asked.

"The Prince of Heaven has always been obsessed with me, and the other veterans of the ancient clan are going to target Ye Fan and want to behead him in it. It's not a small story." Monkey said.

Everyone gasped, and now that Ye Fan's name has moved the world, most people don't dare to Yingfeng, and they all have to retreat. Those who want to shoot him must be masters with amazing origins.

The Ancestral Temple in Zhongzhou, killing every step of the way, will have a bloody storm, which is more serious than they imagined.

"It's nothing, just let them come." Ye Fan didn't care.

Duan De snorted coldly and said, "These people really don't know how to live or die. They want to kill people when they go inside. They don't even know how terrifying the ancestral temple is. It has been around for more than 200,000 years. Where is the holy temple, comparable to the ancient emperor. The tomb, they will pay for the tuition with blood after entering."

In front, there was a commotion, many people stood in front of a street stall, two parties were bidding, bidding for a weapon, and many people surrounded. Ye Fan and the others stepped forward and came to watch. Duan De couldn't move his eyes away at that time, so he quickly squeezed to talk, and held a magic weapon on the ground that looked like a Senluo Temple in his palm.

"Daoist, I'm waiting for the auction, do you want to have a hand too?" Someone said coldly next to him.

"Auction!" Duan De did not lift his head and directly transmitted a voice to Ye Fan, telling him that this was a forbidden weapon made of Yama.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man, and his cultivation is not high. He has always been a craftsman since his ancestors. This weapon is not a masterpiece. It was cast from a strange blood mud dug out of a strange mountain. This place is so popular.

"Bad treasures, this is Yan Luotu, he doesn't know its value at all, and it has great uses such as anti-evil, and he was almost ruined by him." This is Duan De's evaluation.

At the same time, he realized that there are many different people in the world, not only he knows the goods, but other people also recognize it, otherwise it is impossible to bid like this. One of them was actually an ancient clan composed of more than a dozen strong men, obviously there were experts in it. The other party is not small, it is actually a holy place in the East Wasteland - Feng Clan.

Ye Fan stepped forward and put down a fist-sized source on the straw mat, which immediately caused a discussion. .

The other two parties realized that there were people who knew the goods again, and they did not hide it at the moment. They admitted that this was a treasure, and made it clear that they wanted to win it and increase the price again.

The ancients naturally multiplied the arrogance of Shenyuan, and threw Ye Fan down, he smiled, and immediately took out a small piece of big silver and placed it on the ground.

As soon as this kind of divine information came out, there was a sudden exclamation, this is a real rarity, it is hard to find in the world, it should be far more expensive than that slap-sized blood palace.

Someone recognized Ye Fan and whispered, "It's the Holy Body of the Human Race!" Both the Ancient and the Wind Clan changed their faces.

Many people gathered around, and the shadow of the famous tree, Ye Fanwei is now famous all over the world, which surprised many people. Not everyone had seen him and wanted to see what he looked like.

"Is he the one who led tens of thousands of iron cavalry to pacify the ancient family in the northern plains?" Many people gasped.

"It was him who killed the Son of God, killed the Primordial Ancient, beheaded the Son of God, and the battle of the Tianduan Mountains made blood pour over the black mountains!" Many people around them couldn't help but retreat, and they were in awe.

Beside them, more than a dozen strong men of the ancient clan were very solemn. Among them, there were experts like Duan De. Obviously, they had great backgrounds and their identities were very unusual, but at this time they were also frowning.

On the other side, a vampire from the Wind Clan walked out, wearing a five-mask mask, with a graceful and beautiful figure, with peerless grace, like a god vampire.

However, there was an extremely complicated light in her eyes at this time. It was Fenghuang, the princess of the Wind Clan. Only after cultivating to this stage did she realize how naive she was back then.

In the past, her heart was higher than the sky, she refused to marry, and she didn't even care about those who could grow into the Sacrament of Sacrament in the future, but now she thinks about it, she can only sigh.

Although her talent is amazing and her cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, when her cultivation has reached such a field, she deeply realizes how difficult this road is, and even King Golden-winged Xiaopeng has perished. Her words were too much.

For so many years, I have heard rumors of Ye Fan, and I can't even hear it. The Eucharist Ye Fan grew step by step, from hostility from all sides to war after war, and established a myth of invincibility, making her A bit of bitterness.

In today's world, if you talk about the next generation, if you talk about those who can prove the Tao, don't mention Ye Fan, who dares to ignore it?

At that time, she refuted the face of the peerless God King, and the face of her grandfather, the Lord of the Wind Clan.

More than ten years have passed, and Ye Fan has moved forward step by step. He has made a great name in battle, and has attracted the attention of the world. He has written a myth of his invincibility.

When she came back, she could only sigh. She was too proud back then and didn't know how cruel Di Lu was. Now that she wants to come, she wants to say something, but it's hard to say.

"Forget it, we don't want this Yan Luo soil anymore." The dozen or so ancient powerhouses with a long history turned around and left. They couldn't possibly come up with the Great Luo Yin. They felt that the gains outweighed the losses. deity food.

"That's the masters of several major royal families, a team of very terrifying characters, just gave up?" Someone recognized their identities and was extremely surprised.

Others gasped when they heard it. Recently, they heard that more than a dozen powerful royals and big clans each sent an expert to form a team to come, but they didn't think it was them.

"Even these people didn't force the Holy Body. This is... a famous name spread to all races." Someone sighed.

Beside him, the phoenix was surrounded by five divine lights, standing there quietly, listening to everyone's words without moving.

"Patriarch!" At this moment, the Lord of the Wind Clan appeared, and the people of the clan saluted together.

Ye Fan also heard that, stood up and looked out of the crowd, first saw Fenghuang, and then saw a middle-aged man with awe-inspiring power.

"I've seen senior." The patriarch of the Wind Clan was kind to him, no matter what happened later, but he would not forget the help of the other party when he broke the curse of the Holy Eucharist.

"Seeing you again, I really know that I am old. After this trip to Zhongzhou, I will retire." The Holy Master of the Wind Clan sighed a little.

In the past, Ye Fan was only in the secret realm of the four poles, but now he has been singing all the way, and he has reached this stage, which is enough to be on an equal footing with the holy masters of all parties.

"Huang'er came here, why didn't you say hello." The Holy Master of the Wind Clan looked at the Wind Clan Tianjiao God v Fenghuang. RF

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