What are you doing?" more than a dozen Bao Dan were furious, and they rose up all of a sudden, murderous, blocking in front of Chen Fan.

"So presumptuous!" one of the great powers walked out slowly, his face sank, "Who are you, you dare to make a move on the Mixed Yuan Holy Son!"

"Who are you, come back. Seeing that from his side, a person suddenly rushed out and killed the Mixed Yuan Holy Son, Liu Shengzi's face changed, and he couldn't help but let out a low cry in person.

"Let go, or don't blame me for being unkind. Another person flew out of the crowd, it was Li Wanji, Li Wanji had black hair flying, her eyes were indifferent, a trace of blood, gradually condensed from the depths of her pupils, a trace of earth-destroying breath, faintly revealed, but not many people noticed it.

Chen Fan and Li Wanji joined forces and faced these people.

Chen Fan came out suddenly, and when he came out, most of the people of the Juliu Ancient Dynasty had not reacted, and they would come back to their senses, and they couldn't help but change their faces.

What kind of person is this kid, so crazy?

This is the Mixed Yuan Holy Son, he dares to do it? Is this person crazy?

The name of the Holy Son of Mixed Yuan is here, who dares to be disrespectful?

Seeing Chen Fan rushing out, Murong Nan and the others' faces changed in unison, this person came with him, this is to make a big mess.

"You, come back to me. Murong Nan's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but say in a low voice.

This guy wants to die, don't take him with you!

In the entire Heavenly Palace Hall, there was tension at once, and everyone turned this-for-tat at Chen Fan, and the breath seemed to solidify, no less than twenty Bao Dan, and they rose to the sky at once, and surrounded Chen Fan and Li Wanji.

But Chen Fan turned a deaf ear to these people, and his eyes were only on the Mixed Yuan Holy Son.

The Mixed Yuan Holy Son was groping for the edge of this bronze pavilion with his hands, trying to open this coffin, but this coffin was cumbersome and huge, and he hadn't figured out the trick for a while.

"Get out of the way. Chen Fan said coldly, will Canglong Zhenren be imprisoned by Bai Wuchang?

Chen Fan felt that there might be a misunderstanding in his thoughts, could it be that Canglong Zhenren was actually imprisoned by his own corpse? No one knew the outcome of that battle, could it be that Canglong Zhenren found that the corpse had mutated before he died, so he imprisoned his own corpse?

Chen Fan thought of a noun, "corpse fetus"

From the corpse of the real human realm, a corpse fetus was born, which was no longer a host, but a new life.

That's what Canglong Zhenren wants to imprison, and it's definitely not anything else!

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Fan felt that this was very likely, the corpse and the corpse, this is it.

Then, all the arrangements outside this are just a fake mound, and 'that thing' is now in this coffin, and it is controlling the body of the Mixed Yuan Holy Son to open this coffin.

"He's been controlled, get out of the way. Chen Fan yelled, "This coffin can't be opened." ”

What the corpse is, and these people can't tell.

"Hmph, arrogant little man, what are you saying? It's alarmist here, and you have such respect for the Mixed Yuan Holy Son, then don't blame me for waiting. ”

"Do it, kill him!" the man said coldly, and as he spoke, he looked at Liu Shengzi.

"Liu Shengzi, I don't think you should mind, right?"

"This person is from your Meteoric Continent. ”

Liu Shengzi carried his hands behind his back, his eyes were indifferent to the extreme, his face was expressionless, and he bowed his head, "Kill, this person has nothing to do with me, I don't know him." As he spoke, he even took the lead in taking a step backwards, and those present retreated a little.

Murong Nan glanced at it, shook his head, and withdrew his gaze.

The people of the Meteoric Continent all retreated, none of these people knew Chen Fan, and there was no need to stand up for Chen Fan.

In the Heavenly Palace, more than a dozen Bao Dan surrounded Chen Fan, their faces were gloomy, revealing a trace of unkindness, and the old man at the head said with a cruel smile, "Boy, under Jiuquan, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

"If you want to blame, blame yourself for why you are so blind, dare to be disrespectful to the Mixed Yuan Holy Son, do you really think that you are something?"

There was a hint of ruthlessness in the eyes of these people.

。。。

Beyond the Ancient Mirror.

In the sky, a group of Xuanying Venerables sat cross-legged, their faces were solemn to the extreme, these people looked at the reflection from this void, and right now, these people's eyes were focused on this heavenly palace.

Of course, this picture is also focused on the conflict between Chen Fan and these people in this heavenly palace.

Everyone touched their beards and was silent, of course they noticed the strange act of the Mixed Yuan Holy Son trying to open this coffin.

"Huh? Han Litian stared at Chen Fan's figure, a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes, he always felt that this person's shadow, he was a little familiar.

But after recalling it carefully, I can't remember who this person is, which seems a little strange.

Gu Motian was on the side, touching his beard and groaning silently.