Chapter 421: What the Hell Are You!
PS: For (the extraordinary people who wander in the world) to reward the helmsman with a more chapter.
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Ye Fan didn't answer him, but scanned everything in this closed hall with his eyes.
Ye Fan was looking below, and the people below were looking at him.
It's just that the eyes of many people on the ground are in the direction of the murderer boss, and they look in the direction of Ye Fan.
But they couldn't see anyone at all, so a group of people were confused.
There was nothing in the sky but drifting white snow, where there were people, where there were devils.
Chu Lingfei looked at the limbs of Maeve Eve and Helin Lot who were respectfully kneeling, and Chu Lingfei understood that there must be the 'great and supreme' master in the sky.
But no matter how Chu Lingfei rubbed her watery eyes with her soft fingers, or widened her eyes, she didn't see anything.
Chu Lingfei had heard the second grandfather say before that there were some things that only cultivators could see, such as ghosts; It is not visible to the mortal eye.
Another example, Focus!
Chu Lingfei remembered that when the second grandfather said these two words, her omnipotent and confident second grandfather instantly looked forward to it, as if these two words were full of magic.
At this moment, Chu Lingfei looked at the trembling hands trembling, terrifying the protector and murderer of the Ghost God Sect, and she understood that these two words 'Gathering Spirits' were indeed too powerful.
It's so powerful that none of these bad guys dare to resist!!
It's a pity that Chu Lingfei couldn't see what the 'master' in the air looked like and who it was, and then sighed regretfully, "Alas! βγ
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"I, I'm a ghost! I'm the coward in your mouth, the same artist you said you wanted to do with one hand, now that I'm here, do you want to try to let me do it with both hands! Ye Fan, who was standing in the air with layers of golden halos on his body, said.
The old man of the Ghost God Sect Protector hurriedly shook his head, listening to Ye Fan's harsh descriptions, his whole old face was as bitter as eating Xiang.
"No, no, no, immortals! Don't laugh anymore! The old man of the Ghost God Sect laughed worse than crying.
"How can you be a coward! I just talked nonsense, I didn't mean to offend the immortals, it was him! It was he who instigated me, begging the immortals, you to be a lot, don't take the words of the little ant to heart, you just treat what I just said as a fart, let me go! β
The old man, who was a golden-bodied monk, hurriedly said, wrapping his hands in a circle, and this shape was the shape of the fart he was talking about.
Facing the supreme leader of the Ghost God Sect in Donghai City, the Dharma Protector was naturally humbly begging for mercy, and a group of Ghost God Sect disciples stared at the once majestic and solemn leader who was now flattering in the past.
"yes, yes, I'm a fart too!" The boss of the murderer was not far behind, and hurriedly responded.
The minds of a group of disciples couldn't turn around, they didn't hear a single character, and they all looked inexplicably in the direction of the Dharma Protector and the murderer boss begging for mercy, with a shocked expression.
"Embroidery fist?" Ye Fan, who had layers of golden halos on his body, raised his palm, slapped towards the ceiling floor, and asked slowly.
"Boom, boom, boom......!"
I saw that a huge palm print appeared in the ceiling chaos, and this suddenly ten-meter-deep palm print frightened the crowd below into hurriedly dodging.
The old man of the Ghost God Sect looked at the ceiling floor, the floor protected by complex formations like tofu scum, and was once again frightened and terrified.
"No, no, no, you're not, you're a fairy fist!" The old man of the Ghost God Sect said with a stiff body.
"Embroidered legs?" Ye Fan glanced down at his feet and asked.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
I saw a huge footprint on the ground.
"You, you're not human!!" The terrifying Guardian of the Ghost God Sect raised his head, and his eyes looked at the figure wrapped in layers of golden halos in the air.
"So you're not human, haha...... It turns out that you really are not human! The old man continued.
"You are God! There are really gods in this world! The Guardian of the Ghost God Sect said dementedly like a madman.
"You ......"
The Lord Protector of the Ghost God Sect looked madly at the glorious figures in the air, and then at the large footprints on the ground.
"Your light and shadow are not concentrating at all, you are an incarnation outside the body, you are a sΓ©ance! Only the legendary Da Luo Jin Immortal can have miracles! Who are you! There is no such thing as you in this world! Absolutely nothing!! β
"The old man has lived all his life, and he has never heard of you as a Bodhisattva!!" The old man continued.
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"That's because you're an ugly old man, and you're unheard!" Hailin Lot, who was kneeling on the ground respectfully, raised his head and said to the Ghost God Sect Protector who was frightened and insane.
"He's your master?" The crazy old man, raising his eyes, squinted at Maeve and Hellinglot, asked.
"That's right, he's our great master!" Hailin Luo nodded and replied proudly.
But in the next second, the Ghost God Sect Protector roared and said, "You two vampires are also worthy!?" Your white-bodied spicy chicken cultivation is also worthy!? You don't deserve it! β
"Old ghost, you ......!" Helin Lott was speechless, and he didn't know what language to use to fight back, because Helin Lott himself felt that he was really not worthy of being the master's dog.
"We really don't deserve to be as great as our master! Are you more worthy than we are? Maeve and Eve, who were kneeling to the side, asked rhetorically.
"Haha...... I don't deserve it either! I don't deserve it either! I'm really not worthy of a person with a golden body! The old man of the Ghost God Sect laughed sadly and said self-mockingly.
"Gods, all of us in the Ghost God Sect are following your trails and trying to summon you, all of this originally I thought was a fantasy, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, but today I actually saw a living god with my own eyes!" The old man glanced at the ticking of dark red blood from the crack in the pool of blood, and said suddenly.
"Master, don't listen to this old dog's greed for life and fear of death! The Cult of Ghosts and Gods actually wants to create a god through the undead and the essence of blood! Maeve and Eve glanced at Ye Fan in the sky, worried that the master would forgive him, and hurriedly retorted.
"You're ......!" The old protector who originally wanted to weave a lie was full of blue face by Maeve Eve's words.
Ye Fan in the air didn't pay attention to the quarrel below, but watched the snow fall one after another, and gently stretched out his hand to intercept one and put it in the palm of his hand, and the cold snowflakes melted in Ye Fan's warm palm.
"Seven Snake Gong, formerly known as She Qinan, at the age of 13, got a book on collecting yin and supplementing yang by chance, and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, and killed the 11-year-old daughter of the head of the same village in the first year of cultivating immortals...... Ye Fan said.
The old man of the Ghost God Sect, who was racking his brains to survive, wanted to make sycophants, and weave lies, suddenly heard the ethereal voice in the air, and his bones were terrified and his scalp was numb.
"You, you, you...... These! Why do you know this! What the hell are you! The old man of the Ghost God Sect looked at the humanoid light and shadow of the handsome young man in the air in shock, and asked in horror because his teeth rattled in fear.
(End of chapter)