Lin Qingjian and the dying crowd widened their eyes, and their pupils were full of horror.

The battlefield of gods and demons has existed for countless years, and only two Hongmeng purple gases have appeared, but this time, two Hongmeng purple gases have appeared in a row, which is staggering!

"This ...... How is this possible?!" Lin Qingjian and the dying crowd squirmed wildly in their throats, only feeling that their mouths were dry, and for a while, they actually forgot the pain of burning their souls!

However, Yang Fan didn't pay attention to the crowd at all, and with one move, Yang Fan took another wisp of Hongmeng purple qi into his body.

Laugh at!

At this time, the void in front of Yang Fan distorted, and the young man held a skeletal long sword, walked out of the void, and slashed towards Yang Fan with a sword.

In the skull long sword, a strange sound wave gushed out, filling Yang Fan's ears, making Yang Fan slightly distracted.

Rumble!

Before Yang Fan came back to his senses, half of Yang Fan's small body had already been chopped and fell to the ground by the young man.

The young man frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied that this sword could not directly kill Yang Fan.

The young man raised his skeletal sword and struck again, wanting to take Yang Fan's life with a sword.

However, Yang Fan's pupils trembled suddenly, and he was the first to come back to his senses, and he was the first to come back to his senses, and he was running the word immortal technique, controlling his body, growing rapidly, and completing the small half of his body that had been cut off before.

Then, Yang Fan's fist was wrapped in a strong Heavenly Dao power, and he smashed into the young man's head with a punch.

Rumble!

The Heavenly Dao swept and directly devoured the young man's head, and then, spreading down, disintegrating the entire body of the young man, leaving only a wisp of purple gas as fine as a hair and the skeletal long sword.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi! Another Hongmeng Purple Qi!" Lin Qingjian and the dying crowd broke out in cold sweat on their heads, and their pupils trembled violently.

Three Hongmeng purple qi appeared in a row, which had never appeared in the history of the God and Demon Battlefield!

The three Hongmeng purple qi are almost equivalent to the three saints, that is to say, Yang Fan can use the three Hongmeng purple qi in his hand to make the three of them holy!

The three Hongmeng purple qi mastered by Yang Fan are enough to make any force rise!

"Ahh

And the flesh and soul of Lin Qingjian and the others were also turning into powder little by little, drifting away with the wind.

"Save me! Save us! Yang Fan Shangxian, please!" On the top of the mountain, the crowd was crying and howling, but as soon as their screams sounded, their flesh and blood and souls were scattered between heaven and earth by a cold mountain wind, and disappeared without a trace.

After Lin Qingjian and the crowd died in despair, the entire mountain top was quiet again, while Yang Fan was looking at the skeletal sword in front of him with his hands behind his back and a calm expression.

This skull long sword is the best innate spirit treasure, with the ability to confuse people's souls, just now, even Yang Fan has been disturbed by the skull long sword many times, and almost lost his life under the skull long sword!

"This skeletal sword is a good treasure. Yang Fan stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and directly held the cold and piercing skeleton long sword in his hand.

"In the future, I'll call you Messy Soul. Yang Fan smiled, flipped it with one hand, and directly put the skeleton sword into his sleeve.

Subsequently, Yang Fan put the last Hongmeng purple qi into his body.

Snort!

At this time, above the ruins of the God and Demon Sect, one black and one white, two vortices surged rapidly, and in the vortex, there was a breath of destruction and destruction, which was terrifying.

"It's opened!Emperor Fan, the door to the immortal world is opened!" Xiao Xin nodded his head, his old eyes trembled slightly, and he said excitedly: "Emperor Fan, the black cave is the gate to the immortal world, if Emperor Fan wants to return to the immortal world, he can go back through the black hole!"

Yang Fan's eyebrows moved slightly, he put his hands behind his back, looked at the black hole that was constantly rotating in the air, and said, "Let's go." ”

After speaking, Yang Fan stepped into the air, swayed up, and went straight towards the gate of the fairy world, Nezha, the Black Dragon King, Lin Jiayin and others also jumped up, following behind Yang Fan.

"Congratulations to Emperor Fan!" Xiao Xin looked at Yang Fan's back as he gradually moved away, his old eyes became more and more cloudy, and a crystal tear actually fell to the ground along his cheek.

"Congratulations to Emperor Fan!" Then, Cang Lingtian, Wang Xiaoxiao and others hugged their fists, knelt on one knee, and watched Yang Fan go away with great respect.

"Congratulations to Emperor Fan!" the voices of more than a dozen Immortal Realm Sect disciples continued to echo between the valleys, soaring into the sky!

On the side, Wen Mengyi clenched his fists, tears flowed, and his pretty face was complicated.

Until now, Wen Mengyi didn't know what position she occupied in Yang Fan's heart, or did Yang Fan just treat her as an ordinary friend?

Wen Mengyi wanted to leave with Yang Fan, but Wen Mengyi didn't know what identity to go with Yang Fan.

Wen Meng's fists were clenched, his teeth were biting his lower lip, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

Seeing that Yang Fan was going farther and farther, and was about to step into the black hole, Wen Meng couldn't hold back again and again, and shouted: "Yang Fan, I like you!"

Wen Mengyi's voice resounded thousands of miles, constantly echoing between heaven and earth, and in the void, Yang Fan was stunned, looked back at Wen Mengyi, smiled indifferently, and then disappeared into the black hole.

Immediately afterwards, Nezha, Black Dragon King, Lin Jiayin and others successively submerged into the black hole.

Seeing Yang Fan disappear, Wen Meng lost his voice and became in pain, and his body seemed to be emptied, and he collapsed to the ground.

Wen Xin gently supported Wen Mengyi, only to feel extremely heartache.

"Yumeichi, we will always be friends. At this time, Yang Fan's deep voice, which came from nowhere, continued to echo between the valleys and resounded in Wen Mengyi's ears.

Wen Mengyi sobbed softly, her red lips squirmed, "We...... Are you just friends......"

Wen Meng's fists were clenched together, and with Wen Xin's support, she stood up, she looked up at the void, and said to herself: "Yang Fan, I will go to you! I will let you recognize me!"

Wen Mengyi's beautiful eyes were firm, and her voice was full of determination.

At the same time, Yang Fan was still standing on the edge of the black hole, but Wen Mengyi and the others could no longer see it, but Yang Fan could clearly see Wen Mengyi, Xiao Xin and others.

"Uncle Yang Fan, why don't you go back and bring Sister Mengyi over. On the side, Immortal slowly stepped forward, looked at Yang Fan and said.

However, Yang Fan shook his head and said, "I have already said that we are just friends. ”

Yang Fan sighed lightly, stepped under his feet, and directly submerged into the black hole, and the immortal and the others glanced at Wen Meng one by one, and also followed.

It's finally going to start wrapping up, ahahaha!!! that's right, there are already 50 people receiving red envelopes, and the last 50 are still 100, 4 more on the same day when they are full of 100, and 5 more on the same day when they are full of 200, and there is no cap! Finally, let's talk about my red envelope code: 585946426

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