"Ahh

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" the black shadow struggled frantically, however, his body couldn't move at all, and he was locked in the void, and could only let the fire of the Heavenly Dao scorch.

The fire of the Heavenly Dao can burn flesh and blood, and the soul of the gods, even if it is a black shadow, it is extremely painful under the scorching fire of the Heavenly Dao.

"Let me go, please, please let me go!" The black shadow looked at Yang Fan with a look of awe, however, Yang Fan always carried his hands behind his back and looked at everything indifferently.

The black shadow broke Liu Qinglan's arm and almost killed Yang Zhan, Xu Wanqing and others, Yang Fan naturally wanted him to be tortured to death, so that he would regret coming to the world!

"Ahh

Yang Fan indifferently glanced at the Heavenly Dao Fire in the sky, and with a wave of his hand, the Heavenly Dao Fire disappeared, and the surroundings returned to calm again.

Then, Yang Fan raised his hand and condensed a Hongmeng purple qi.

"Go!" Yang Fan raised his hand to shoot out Hongmeng purple qi, causing it to turn into purple raindrops in the void and sprinkle it on this barren land.

Snort!

The purple rain sprinkled down, everything was plural, grass and trees grew out again, and even the injuries on Liu Qinglan, Yang Zhan, Xu Wanqing and others gradually healed in the purple rain, and finally completely improved.

"Immortals, immortals!" In the safety zone, the dying crowd touched their wounds in disbelief, and then stood up vigorously, hugging their fists at Yang Fan and bowing down one after another, grateful again and again.

Yang Fan looked calm, jumped down, and came to Liu Qinglan and the others.

"Xiaofan!" Liu Qinglan and the others were so excited that they hugged Yang Fan.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back!" Yang Zhan showed a smile on his face and gently patted Yang Fan's shoulder.

Xu Wanqing, Lin Feiyan, Murong Qing and others were tears wrapped in beautiful eyes, crying with joy.

For a while, Yang Fan was surrounded by all the old people.

"Okay, I'm here this time to take everyone to the fairy world. Yang Fan looked at Liu Qinglan and the others and said, "Now, the three thousand demon gods of chaos have broken the seal, if you continue to stay in the human world, I am afraid that there will be danger." ”

Hearing this, Liu Qinglan, Yang Zhan and the others frowned slightly, they had already experienced the strength of the black shadow just now, if it wasn't for Yang Fan coming in time, I'm afraid they, along with the entire earth, would have turned into powder!

"Xiao Fan, now that the survivors on the earth are here, can you bring them all to the immortal realm?" Liu Qinglan asked tentatively.

Liu Qinglan, Yang Zhan and the others are already considered the strongest people on the planet, if they all leave, this group of survivors will lose protection and eventually die.

Yang Fan was silent for a long time, nodded and said, "It's okay, let's let them all go to the fairy world first, and then send them back to the world after the war is over." ”

The human world is one of the three realms, so naturally there can't be no population, and when the war is over, Yang Fan still has to send the surviving people back to the human world so that they can continue to reproduce.

Yang Fan glanced at the remaining hundreds of people, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he didn't expect that in a short period of time, there were only a few hundred people left in the entire human population, which was embarrassing.

Yang Fan shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and with a move with one hand, a light purple light curtain wrapped everyone in it, and then, as soon as Yang Fan stepped under his feet, everyone disappeared in place.

……

At the same time, the fairy world, the Emperor Fan Palace.

"Xiaofan, this is where you live?!"

"Wow, Xiaofan, this place is so big, much bigger than our mansion on Earth!"

As soon as Liu Qinglan arrived at Emperor Fan's Palace, she looked at it curiously.

Yang Zhan, Xu Wanqing and others were also amazed and secretly speechless.

"Emperor Fan! Now, the powerhouses of the entire flood wilderness have been summoned outside the palace of Emperor Fan. At this time, the Tongtian Sect Master stepped into the air and landed in front of Yang Fan with great respect.

The Tongtian Sect Master glanced at Liu Qinglan, Yang Zhan and the others with some curiosity, and then continued: "Emperor Fan, look, do you want to meet those powerful people now?"

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Let's go." ”

Immediately, Yang Fan walked out of Emperor Fan's Palace with his hands behind his back, followed by the Tongtian Sect Master.

Liu Qinglan, Yang Zhan and the others glanced at each other, and then said, "Yang Zhan, let's go and have a look." ”

With that, Liu Qinglan, Yang Zhan and others hurriedly followed.

……

At this moment, outside the Fan Emperor Palace, there was already a sea of people, among them, the weakest was also in the late stage of the quasi-sainthood, and there were even more than a dozen saints!

"What did the Tongtian Sect Master ask us to do here?!"

"What does Tongtian Sect Master mean by this, why did he summon us here?"

……

Thousands of powerful people stood in front of Emperor Fan's palace and talked in a low voice.

Da-da-da-da!

At this time, a crisp sound of footsteps sounded in the ears of the crowd, and the crowd was slightly stunned, and when they looked up, they found that a young man walked out slowly, surrounded by Tongtian Sect Master, Yao Chi and others.

"Emperor Fan?!" the thousands of desolate powerhouses frowned and wondered.

Most of these flood desolate powerhouses don't ask about the world, they can't go out of retreat, and they don't know about the changes that have taken place in the flood famine during this time, and even Yang Fan's killing of Yuan Shi Tianzun and others, so they don't have too much awe in their eyes when they look at Yang Fan.

Even, more people have disdain on their faces.

"Tongtian, you just let us see Yang Fan?!" At this time, in the crowd, there was a sudden low shout, and the person who spoke was a white-bearded Taoist.

The Tongtian Sect Master frowned slightly, glanced at the white-bearded Daoist, and said, "White-bearded Daoist, don't be rude to Emperor Fan!"

The White Beard Daoist is a Flood Saint, and his strength is a little weaker than that of the Tongtian Sect Master, and the Tongtian Sect Master drank in a deep voice, although the White Beard Daoist was dissatisfied, he could only quiet down.

"Hmph, Tongtian, you let us come all the way to see Yang Fan, isn't it a little too late?" At this time, a tall and thin old man suddenly spoke.

"Tongtian, if you don't give us a perfect explanation today, I'm afraid that your sect will suffer our wrath!" Immediately after, another short and fat old man also stepped forward.

The thin and tall old man and the short and fat old man are all saints, and as soon as they spoke, the crowd seemed to have found the backbone of the main heart, and hurriedly followed the dissatisfied Ying and drank: "The dry wood Taoist and the meditation Taoist are right, Tongtian Sect Master, you must give us an explanation!"

(End of chapter)