"Another Saint Emperor has fallen—" Yang Fan muttered, a lonely look on his face.

The Holy Emperor of the Terran Race, each of whom fought for the survival of the Terran Race, died in battle one after another, which is sad to think about.

Heaven and earth returned to peace, and all the images that had been imprinted on the endless years ago were gone.

The Chaotic Sky Demon Qin is right in front of you, simple and vicissitudes, and it is down with demonic energy.

This is a magic qin, a chaotic divine comedy, I don't know how many ancient souls have been wiped out.

Looking at the Chaotic Sky Demon Qin Yang Fan's eyes lit up, this is an invincible ancestral weapon, and it has the possibility of evolving into a supreme holy weapon, although I don't know why the Yin Saint didn't promote this ancestral weapon to a holy weapon back then, but it doesn't prevent Yang Fan from cultivating to become strong in the future, and he can do this.

He reached out and grabbed at the Chaos Demon Qin.

Airplanes!

But at this time, the Chaotic Sky Demon Qin suddenly rose into the sky, turned into a magic light and rushed into the depths, and disappeared in an instant, and Yang Fan was stunned.

"Nima's-Lao Tzu's ancestral weapon" Yang Fan's face was as black as carbon.

The invincible ancestral weapon at his fingertips flew away from under his nose like this, and he really fucking answered a sentence, and the cooked duck flew!

Yang Fan gave a middle finger to the direction where the Chaotic Sky Demon Qin flew away, and he couldn't help but feel very sorry in his heart, but he was helpless, it seemed that he had no fate with the Chaotic Sky Demon Qin, Yang Fan could also see it, after all, he was not a person who could use the magic weapon of the piano, even if he received the Chaotic Sky Demon Qin, it would not be too effective!

Yang Fan wandered in this ancient battlefield for a long time, stopping in many places to watch, this is a place where the ancient saint emperor fought for the survival and rise of the human race and dedicated his life, recording the bitterness and hardship of the past, Yang Fan finally left this ancient battlefield after three hours.

The harvest this time was great, and Yang Fan was unwilling to continue to stay in Jiulong Mountain, and it was the best policy to accept it when he saw it, otherwise he would probably end up dead, so Yang Fan went all the way outside.

......

"The sect is transmitting, and the battle of the little supreme level has been found ahead, I don't know if it's true or not"

"Which little supremes are fighting?"

"I heard that it was the little supreme of the Fang family of the Hundred Saints family who was besieged and killed, not only the mysterious little supreme was involved, but there were even strong men of the older generation sitting inside, and the besieged person must be more than lucky."

"Who exactly is being besieged?"

"This is not very clear, the land of the Great War is blocked by the strong, and it is impossible to go deep at all"

Yang Fan had already come to the outer area of Jiulong Mountain, Jiulong Mountain was too big, even in the outer area, there were many strong activities, and in a mountain forest, Yang Fan heard several passing cultivators whispering.

"The Hundred Saints Family Fang Family?"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, and a beautiful shadow couldn't help but appear in his mind, Fang Ling'er, Zhong Tiandi's Lingxiu, since he was overseas, he hadn't seen him for many years.

The few people who were talking about it were in a hurry, rushing towards the distance, and they were not able to find Yang Fan not far away, but the Fang family of the Hundred Saints Family had some connections with Yang Fan, and when they heard that the little supreme of the Fang family of the Hundred Saints Family was besieged and killed, Yang Fan naturally wanted to go and take a look, if it was possible, Yang Fan didn't mind helping out.

"Stay, a few of you—"

Yang Fan walked out of the woods and stopped in front of several people.

"Yang Fan, it's you ......"

"We haven't offended you too much"

Several people saw Yang Fan's face change drastically when they saw Yang Fan come out, and there was a look of fear in their eyes, Yang Fan was a little puzzled, why are these people so afraid of themselves, it seems that they are also quite handsome, not the type that people are afraid of, where does Yang Fan know that in this Jiulong Mountain, there are often things like killing each other for treasures or eating black for profit, and so on, his cultivation is so powerful, other people are naturally afraid when they see him, for fear that Yang Fan will also want to do that murderous and treasure thing.

Of course, Yang Fan didn't think much about the thoughts of those people, so he asked, "Where are the people you just said besieged?"

"It is said to be in the Dragon and Tiger Mountains a hundred miles ahead."

One said.

"Thank you for informing" Yang Fan hugged his fists, rose to the sky, and flew towards the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Range.

The Dragon and Tiger Mountains are also famous in the Jiulong Mountains, where the terrain is spectacular and is made up of two huge mountain ranges.

A mountain range resembles a roaring in the sky, arching a giant dragon on the body, another mountain range is shaped like a tiger with angry eyes, a tiger in the long roaring mountain forest, a dragon and a tiger confront each other, forming a dragon and tiger fighting momentum, in the depths of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Range there are often some strange and terrible things, according to legend, the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Range is born in the depths of the powerful Holy Spirit, the Holy Spirit is not another creature, it is a dragon and a tiger.

The Holy Spirit is one and the same, ancient and powerful.

They are all from the mountains and rocks that have gone through hundreds of millions of years, absorbed the brilliance of the sun and the moon, seized the opportunity of heaven and earth, opened the spiritual wisdom, and turned into living beings.

Once this creature appears, it has overwhelming power, and it is unimaginably powerful.

Historically, the most famous and powerful Holy Spirit is naturally Monkey King!

Therefore, it is precisely because of the legend about the Holy Spirit and the reason why strange things often occur around the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Range, that there are few people in the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Range.

But today, the situation is clearly very different.

The Dragon and Tiger Mountains, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the bloody rain and bloody wind.

The sky was covered with blood sprinkling, and the blood stained the entire sky with a blood-red color.

In the sky, there were thirty or forty people flying, and two people were surrounded by this group of people in the center.

A person is dressed in a long way, handsome and incomparable, covered in blood, and the left side of his chest is pierced with a blood hole, although the wound has been stopped, but it is still bleeding, very cautious.

"Brother, you must not have anything" A beautiful girl looked at the man in front of her with a worried look, and the girl was Yang Fan's confidante Fang Ling'er.

And that young man had a bit of a resemblance to Fang Ling'er, it was Fang Linger's elder brother Fang Xuan, who was also one of the famous Little Supremes, and his strength could be called unfathomable.

Fang Xuan's pale face squeezed out a hint of a smile, and said, "It's okay, Ling'er, don't worry, my brother will definitely be able to take you out of here."

"Haha, Fang Xuan, even if you have the strength of the Little Supreme, what if you don't want to die in this Nine Dragon Mountain today? bury your bones here, you will also die well."

A cold laugh came out from the dense crowd, and a middle-aged man stepped out of the crowd and looked at Fang Xuan with a sneer.

The middle-aged man wore a golden devil mask, not revealing who he was, obviously trying to hide his identity, and the rest of the masters were also wearing masks of either silver or other colors.

"Who the hell are you?" Fang Xuan looked at this group of people with a solemn face.

"Nature is the one who killed you. Kill"

The mysterious man waved his hand, and suddenly, a full nine masters flew out, the nine masters were very similar in size, all wearing silver masks, divided into nine directions, and attacked Fang Xuan at the same time, the encirclement of these nine people was not a simple siege and killing momentum, it was actually combined into a formation, interconnected, and connected, each person shot, it was equivalent to concentrating the strength of nine people.

"Tiger Fight"

The nine people pounced together, their hands just made a tiger gesture, and they slammed into Fang Xuan.

Roar!

A hundred-zhang tiger manifested out, the tiger was fierce and terrifying, the whole body was silver-white, a pair of eyes were blood-colored, strange and terrifying, the nine masters fused with the tiger, and became the nine parts of the tiger's body.

The fierce tiger fought the sky, shocking the earth, and rushed towards Fang Xuan.

Everyone's strength has completely exploded, and once this kind of combined attack technique is performed, it is even more powerful.

The fierce tiger roared, and directly swung its sharp giant claws towards Fang Xuan, and immediately formed a sharp claw, grabbing Fang Xuan violently.

"Drink..."

Fang Xuan roared, a thick black hair danced wildly, he rushed towards the huge tiger, grabbed the giant claws of the tiger with both hands, and suddenly tore it, with a bang, the giant claws of the tiger were torn alive, Fang Xuan used his palm as a knife, and slashed violently, the tiger was split in half, he rushed into the crowd, his hands fought with each other, he opened his mouth and roared, one move was to kill one person, in an instant, nine masters were killed one after another.

Fang Xuan fell, his body shaking violently, and he almost fell to the ground unsteadily.

The wound on his chest was torn open, and blood stained the placket red.

"Good Fang Xuan, you really surprised this seat a little, and I can't bear to kill you, but you have to die today."

The mysterious man sneered, waved his hand, and suddenly three more powerhouses flew out, and those three people all had the aura of Dao flowing from their bodies, and they were all powerhouses at the peak of the Ancient Emperor Realm.

The three of them used long knives, and each long knife was cold and murderous.

"Kill"

The three of them roared in unison, holding long knives in their hands and slashing towards Fang Xuan in three directions.

"Nine Slashes of the Gods"

Fang Xuan let out a long roar and rushed towards one person, using his hand as a knife, he suddenly slashed out, and a huge sword light rushed out, slashing at one of them.

"Divine Escape"

The man sneered, his body swished and disappeared, Fang Xuan's knife missed, at this moment, the other two powerhouses had already attacked, the sword light was scorching, and the murderous aura was permeated.

Overlord Slash!

Fang Xuan drank coldly, his hands were like knives, and he slashed directly towards the two knives that came from the slash, sonorous!

His palms almost turned golden, and when they collided with the two knives, there was a collision sound like a metal clash of metals, Fang Xuan directly grasped both of his hands and grabbed the two sharp long knives. Fang Xuan was just about to take advantage of the victory to chase and kill the two of them, but the light behind him flashed, and the person who disappeared appeared silently.

"Shadow Emperor Killing"

The long knife in that man's hand slid down suddenly, slashing towards Fang Xuan's back.

Not good –

Fang Xuan's face changed drastically, his body quickly moved to the right, but he was still a step too late, the knife slammed into Fang Xuan's back, and a deep bone scar appeared, and blood rolled down, staining the sky red.

(Continue to erupt, Chapter 43, Mu sees the reward, what a sangxin)