The day after Ye Fan and Master both went to heaven to fight.

Many mortals always looked at the sky in confusion.

"Mother, mother, why has the sky been thundering for the past two days?" On the street, a child playing with a wooden sword looked up at the white sky and asked.

"My mother doesn't know." A woman in an old-colored turban shook her head, confused. 、

In the past two days, there has been a rumbling sound in the sky, and there has been constant thunder.

She had the same doubts as all mortals.

In the face of her son's inquiry, she deliberately widened her eyes to see what was behind the white clouds in the sky.

"There are no dark clouds, only thunder and no rain." The child held up the wooden sword and continued.

"My mother doesn't know." The woman shook her head helplessly again.

When the mother shook her head, a bald old monk in a monk's robe next to her smiled.

"This old man, what are you laughing at?" The child asked.

"Hahaha......" The old monk listened to the rumbling sound in the sky, and then looked at the child's innocent doubts, and became even happier.

"Mother, do I have flowers on my face? The mud is not washed? The child thought he had mud on his face and was laughed at.

"No, it's clean." The woman said.

"Hahaha...... Child, don't you just wonder why the sky has been thundering and not raining for the past two days, right? The old monk said.

"Yes, do you know, old man?" The child hurriedly approached the old monk, and then put the wooden sword in his hand behind him to prevent the wooden sword from hurting people.

"Of course, because beyond the clouds, there are two tallest men in the world fighting." The old monk in cloth pointed to the sky, looking at it with a distracting gaze, as if there was a very wonderful movie being released in the outer sky, and he looked stupid.

"Fight?" The child's puzzled gaze looked at the neighbor's sister and brother, who were fighting over a toy not far away.

"They don't fight like children, they fight lightly, move mountains and reclaim the sea, and at worst the leylines break and the sea rises and falls. They're all amazing characters. Luckily, they were both dying. The old monk shook his head and laughed, this person who stood at the highest level of the world was fighting.

How can it be the same as street children, punch and kick.

Of course, it is a move that shakes the heavens and the earth.

"The old man talks so strangely." However, the child is too young to understand.

"Is there anything else you don't know about the old man?" The child looked at the old monk who was still tilting his head and asked.

"Old Master, Ye Fan, why did you commit suicide? The old monk doesn't understand it very much! Very confused! The old monk was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his head to look at a few ants on the ground, which were struggling to move the millet grains.

He may be a little ant now!

The goshawk flying in the sky will not tell him too many things.

Not enough levels!

Saying.

Don't say that this old monk is confused, just like the entire Tang Kingdom cultivators are confused.

They didn't know why the Tang Kingdom's Guardian Academy was killing each other as the Holy Land of Cultivating Immortals.

"Why did the master want to fight Ke Haoran to the death? They are all Tang people, can't they be unanimous with the outside world? "A luxurious pavilion in the capital of the Tang Kingdom, there was a person dressed as a scholar in the pavilion and asked.

From the clothes, you know that he worships the academy!

"Could it be that one mountain can't accommodate two tigers?" He continued.

"That's right, Master, his old man has been smart all his life, is he really old this time?" The other man shook his fat face and sighed.

In his understanding, maybe the master is really old, old and confused!

"The two swords and spears are united with the outside world, liberating all those wasteland lands and becoming the territory of our Tang Kingdom." Another young man said.

"Master, don't fight anymore, this Tang Kingdom doesn't want any of you to be missing, please listen to the voice of our people!"

Such a voice is in the territory of the Tang Kingdom.

But Xiling is not.

The most powerful Xiling, they are also looking up at the sky.

"Sect Master, your retreat cultivation has just come out, have you heard about what happened in Tang Guo recently?" The referee asked, looking at the man standing in the sun.

"I know, I've felt it, so I'm out of the customs." The man, who is only about one meter tall, said.

"The two tallest people in the Tang Kingdom, I really don't know if the master is higher, or the Ye Fan who makes us tremble, he is the most ruthless! I wish he was dead. The master is fake compassionate, while Ye Fan is cold and powerful. The head teacher continued.

"No, Haotian should guide them, and the two of them will die together."

Maybe he felt that the language was wrong, so after he finished speaking, he changed the previous sentence.

"Master, what are you looking at?" The first adjudicator followed the gaze of the master, looked up at the fluttering white clouds in the northwest sky, and asked.

"They're about to really do their best, and it's going to be clear soon if they win or lose." The master glanced at his henchman, and then said.

A minute after them.

The sky erupted with a loud "boom, boom, boom ......".

Like the angry gods, they send down great thunder.

In other words, the sky is out of the sky.

It's a world without any air.

At this time, one old and one young, burst out with unprecedented light.

Looking at the sky from the mainland, it is like two moons hanging in the sky.

Daytime, one sun, two moons.

"Okay, let's stop fighting, it's almost." The master stopped, shook his head, and said.

"Yes, almost." Ye Fan looked at the small capital and said.

"Remember those two people? And the masked man who was contaminated with Haotian's breath. The Master asked.

Ye Fan nodded.

This time, a battle broke out between them, for the sake of realism, in order to lure out the hidden rats.

He and Ye Fan hit it off.

Keep his disciples in the dark.

"Remembered. Well, now that they have finally emerged from the darkness, Ye Fan, remember to slaughter them when you go back! They are the pests of the world, sucking the blood of the world. Ye Fan said.

"Yes! Have you really figured it out now? Ye Fan then withdrew his vision from the mainland and looked at his master.

"Well, I don't regret it!" The master looked at the dark scenery around the heavens, and perhaps his life was interesting.

Soon, he will be on the verge of achieving his great ambitions.

"Why don't you go back and say goodbye to your disciples?" Ye Fan asked.

"I am reluctant to leave after all, or I don't want to go." The master smiled indifferently, and once again took a big sip of the flask that was clipped to his waist.

"Ye Fan, I'm about to turn into a moon, you said I did you a big favor, do you owe me a favor." The master said with a hiccup.