After Ye Fan climbed the mountain, there were still powerful monks in the unknowable place, and the realm of knowing fate was like a lackey, all over the place.

It's a pity that no one is Ye Fan's opponent with a sword.

Almost like cutting watermelons, the enemy who suddenly tried to disturb Ye Fan's time was cut in two, and the corpse was separated.

Soon, Ye Fan took the 6 heavenly books that belonged to the collection of Zhishouguan for thousands of years, and 6 of the 7 books in the world had already been obtained.

When Ye Fan and the others were about to leave Zhishouguan, they once again encountered a person who stood in the way.

This person is not an obscure person, but a world of knowledge and observation.

Ye Qing is known as the immortal genius of the Daomen.

However, for Ye Fan, he was a matter of one sword and one sword, and in the end, Ye Fan did not kill him.

"I won't kill you because it's for your sister's sake." Ye Fan didn't kill Ye Qing, that was because just now inside the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, Ye Hongyu, who was dressed in red, respectfully called his seniors all the way.

As a result, not long after they separated, they turned around and slaughtered her own brother.

It's not ethical.

"Take care of your little life, if you dare to stop in front of me again, I will definitely let you die by the sword."

"Hahaha...... Now that I know that Shouguan exists in name only, what do I have to spare my life? I'm ashamed of my master! He is ashamed of his entrustment, and he did not protect the peace of Zhishouguan! ”

"Your master? Your master is now adrift in the sea, watching everything that is happening now, he doesn't have the courage to come back, what are you ashamed of? Ye Fan said.

At the same time, after Ye Fan finished speaking, a pair of clear eyes shook and looked at the south, and his eyes had already penetrated the space.

I saw that above Hainan, there was an old man, who was watching everything that happened to Zhishouguan all the time.

"Master?" Ye Qing, a powerhouse at the peak of the realm of knowing fate, he did not have Ye Fan's boundless cultivation, so he could only follow the direction of Ye Fan's gaze in confusion.

"Chen, the master of Zhiguan, do you want to come back now to help your disciples and grandchildren take revenge? I'm not a restrained person, I'll give you a chance! Challenge me! Ye Fan said slowly.

Ye Fan naturally muttered to himself to the mountains and forests in the south, making Tang Xiaotang, who had been following Ye Fan all the time, confused.

She looked at Ye Fan completely blindfolded, not knowing who he was talking to.

After 2 seconds, the entire space suddenly resounded with an extremely angry roar.

"Ke Haoran, you can't die well."

"What, you've figured it out? Want to come back and challenge me? Ye Fan looked at the south and asked.

In the face of Ye Fan's inquiry, the observer who knew how to observe was silent.

"Master, we know that the watch is gone!" Ye Qing heard the master's unwilling and angry roar, and hurriedly kowtowed and said.

"Ye Qing, as long as you and I live, Zhishouguan will still live. How could there not be? ”

"But, master......"

"Come, come to me in the South China Sea. Let's rebuild the concept of knowledge! ”

"Okay, you master and apprentice talk, I won't accompany you, if you want to challenge me one day, I will accept it at any time." Ye Fan's indifferent eyes still looked at the south.

Obviously, Ye Fan once again used the great magic power of thousands of miles to communicate with the Zhishou Guan Lord.

However, there was no real threat from the entire space, except for endless roars.

Ye Fan didn't care.

However, Tang Xiaotang, who followed Ye Fan, a 14-year-old girl who had just developed, was trembling with fright.

Obviously, she has now understood that the conversation between Ye Fan and someone is recorded in the Demon Sect classics, and the legendary powerful gods can only have the great magical power: Thousands of Miles of Transmission.

"Let's go." Ye Fan said to Tang Xiaotang.

As for the Daomen who was wearing a cloak and barely standing with a Xuantie sword, Ye Qing walked, Ye Qing.

Obviously, Ye Fan didn't look at it at all.

"Yes, master!" After Tang Xiaotang only did this, he understood more about what strength the three words Ke Haoran in his brother's mouth represented.

Xiling's backer, the dignified Zhishou Guanguan, the strongest person in the world except for the master, even had the share of prostrate roar in front of Ye Fan.

No, whether he is the second in the world or the third in the world now, no one can say.

Tang Xiaotang's face flushed, and he hurriedly followed Ye Fan's footsteps.

Next.

The ancient country of the distant East, the Tang Kingdom.

At this time, two figures arrived in the ancient capital of the Tang Kingdom.

They walked on the red vermilion lacquer rock road, which was a traffic fortress to the Tang Kingdom, and also an important pass to step into the ancient city of the Tang Kingdom.

Suddenly, the young man stopped, and slowly looked up at the black golden silk Nanmu castle tower hanging above his head.

At this time, an ancient phoenix statue stood above the pavilion of the castle tower.

This ancient statue is the central location of the vast and boundless land of the Tang Kingdom, and it is the eye of the array that gathers the power of a country!