Chapter 1042: Sage

What happened here, on the way here, the disciples of the Immortal Realm Sect had all reported to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan put his hands behind his back, looked at the crowd expressionlessly, and said lightly: "You all did it to Xiao Xin and the others just now?"

Quiet!

In the ruins of the entire God and Demon Sect, there was a dead silence, and the crowd broke out in a cold sweat, shivering all over, lowering their heads, not daring to look at Yang Fan.

Thump!

Before, Ding Cai, who spat on Cang Lingbo's face, reacted the fastest, he gritted his teeth, and knelt directly at Yang Fan's feet, kowtowing frantically and begging for mercy: "Shangxian, beg Shangxian to spare your life!

"Shangxian, I know it's wrong, ask Shangxian to spare the villain's life!" Immediately after, Huang Tian, Zhang Kai, Li Huan and others burst into tears and knelt on the ground one after another.

In the entire ruins of the God and Demon Sect, everyone knelt neatly together, kowtowing to Yang Fan and begging for mercy like crazy.

On the side, Wen Xindai's eyebrows were frowned, her teeth were clenched, and she also pounced and knelt down.

"Yang Fan, please, please spare my sister's life. Wen Mengyi bit his lower lip tightly, and after struggling for a moment, he still walked in front of Yang Fan and said a word.

"Emperor Fan, otherwise, forget it, I don't have a big deal. Xiao Xin naturally also saw the delicate relationship between Yang Fan and Wen Mengyi, and didn't want Yang Fan to have any problems between him and Wen Mengyi.

Although Wen Xin cut off one of Xiao Xin's thighs just now, Wen Xin was more involuntarily, after all, Wen Xin was under the pressure brought to her by Lin Qingjian, a half-saint realm!

If Wen Xin doesn't do it, not only will Wen Xin die, I'm afraid her entire God of War Sect won't be able to survive!

Therefore, Xiao Xin doesn't blame Wen Xin, after all, even if it is replaced by Xiao Xin, I'm afraid Xiao Xin will make a move.

"Emperor Fan, I'm fine. Xiao Xin opened his mouth and said again.

However, Yang Fan didn't squint, looked at Wen Xin directly, and said lightly: "Abandon your own cultivation." ”

Yang Fan is the Emperor of the Immortal Realm, Xiao Xin and Cang Lingbo are Yang Fan's students, and now that Yang Fan's students are humiliated, Yang Fan naturally can't help but seek justice for his students, even if the other party has hardships, he can't do it.

If you do it, you will be punished!

"Emperor Fan......" The corners of Xiao Xin's mouth squirmed, he wanted to speak and stopped, he only felt extremely warm in his heart, he never expected that Yang Fan would be able to do this for him, in this life, to be able to become Yang Fan's student, it is worth it!

On the side, Wen Mengyi's expression was complicated, but he didn't say much, Wen Xin smiled wryly, slapped with one hand, directly hit the dantian, and dispersed the cultivation.

Seeing this, the crowd broke out in a cold sweat, and their bodies trembled like quails.

With the relationship between Wen Mengyi and Yang Fan, they can't keep their hearts, so aren't they, a group of people who have nothing to do with Yang Fan, surely die?!

Thinking of this, the crowd's hearts tightened, and they frantically hit the ground with their heads, crying: "Shangxian! please let the fairy spare the lives of the villains!"

In the ruins of the God and Demon Sect, the crowd was crying and howling, wailing all over the field.

However, Yang Fan didn't respond at all, but with a single move, he directly shot out hundreds of pale chaotic fires, pouring into the crowd's bodies, frantically scorching the flesh and soul of the crowd.

"Ahh

Seeing this scene, Rao is Xiao Xin, Cang Lingbo, Wang Xiaoxiao and others were all furious in their hearts, the pain suffered by this group of people at this moment is probably ten million times worse than the pain they suffered before.

At the same time, Xiao Xin, Cang Lingbo, Wang Xiaoxiao and others looked at Yang Fan with more and more reverence, Yang Fan was unable to repay them for being able to do this.

"Emperor Fan, you're too fast, you've solved it, and you haven't even given a small shrimp to this seat. At this moment, a dog barked in the void.

Then, a silly-looking Erha came into the air and landed firmly in front of Yang Fan.

This Erha is naturally the Black Dragon King.

Nezha, Lin Jiayin, Lin Die, Lin Rou and others also followed the Black Dragon King and fell to Yang Fan's side one after another.

"Hey, it's really boring, everything has been solved by Uncle Yang Fan. At this moment, a dragon chant sounded in the void, and then, Immortal stepped from the void with his hands behind his back and landed in front of Yang Fan.

"Quasi-post-hoard. Yang Fan looked at the immortality in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

After the Immortal Reshaped Flesh, the cultivation had already recovered to the early stage of the quasi-saint, and after that, the Immortal took the roots of the Holy Blood Fruit Tree and perfectly fused the demon dragon body, which promoted the cultivation to the late stage of the quasi-saint.

This time the Holy Blood Fruit Tree can be said to have benefited Yang Fan and the others and the Immortal Realm Sect a lot!

Yang Fan looked at the immortal and others in front of him, a smile appeared on his face, and he wanted to leave as soon as he stepped over.

However, at this moment, the vision protruded, and the ruins of the entire God and Demon Sect suddenly shook violently, and the mountain range below was torn apart rapidly, breaking in half.

And behind the mountain range where the God and Demon Sect is located, there is a corpse mountain inlaid with white bones and exuding an aura of destruction, which slowly emerges.

The mountain of corpses stretches higher and higher, reaching into the sky, nestled among the white clouds!

"Haha! The saint is born! The saint is about to be born! Yang Fan, you are dead! You are dead!" At this time, Lin Qingjian, who had been burned by the chaos fire to the point that only skin and bones remained, suddenly opened his mouth and laughed.

Lin Qingjian's eye sockets were deep, his face looked extremely hideous, he used all his strength, squirmed the corners of his mouth, and said weakly: "Yang Fan, save me, I can join forces with you to deal with the saint who came out of the corpse mountain!"

"Yang Fan, I can help you!"

Lin Qingjian's eyes trembled, and he kept talking, however, Yang Fan didn't pay attention to him from beginning to end, just put his hands behind his back and looked at the mountain of white bones in front of him lightly.

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could clearly see that at the peak of the corpse mountain, there was a handsome man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he stretched out a big white hand from the corpse mountain.

The young man put his hand on it, and his head slowly poked out, but the young man's eyes were obviously a little hollow and unfocused.

"Saint! Haha! The saint was born! Yang Fan! The saint was born!" Yang Fan could see the young man, and Lin Qingjian could naturally see it too.

Although Lin Qingjian was already dying, he could still do it by barely using the Heavenly Eye Technique.

"Yang Fan, almost all of them who crawled out of the corpse mountain before were incomplete saints, and the strongest ones were equivalent to half-saints!" Lin Qingjian's pupils trembled, and his eyes were obviously filled with a hint of banter.

"However, this time, I can tell you very clearly that your luck is really bad, this young man is clearly a complete saint!" Although Lin Qingjian couldn't move, a touch of madness could be seen on his pale and godless face.

(End of chapter)