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Wang Fan's statement was like a child who had done something wrong, so frightened that Yang Chen's head shook like a rattle, and he picked up his arm in a gray way, as long as his arm was still intact, he could pick it up when he went out.

Seeing that everyone looked at him strangely, especially the few people who were looted, their eyes became colder and colder, and Wang Fan wondered if he had been exposed.

However, Wang Fan learned some of the essence of looting, some people do not kill, there is indeed a reason not to kill.

He sighed in his heart: "This person is really learning and living to be old." ”

Wang Fan is simply too demonic, and even has a few ideas to fight against the fire, and now he just wants to stay away from him.

Azema was shocked by Wang Fan, and he easily defeated the nine-layer realm, and forced the half-step ten-layer realm back with one punch, it seems that he saved himself, and now he has said it has passed, unconsciously, he is becoming more and more curious about Wang Fan.

Agulei snorted coldly, staring at Wang Fan, with a fighting spirit.

Li Qiutian said coldly: "Your Excellency, I don't know what to call it?"

"Wang Fan. Wang Fan glanced at him.

"This prince remembered. Li Qiutian turned around and left.

Hehe, than I dragged it. Wang Fan also sneered.

In this battle, Wang Fan's strength has been expressed, especially the existence of heaven and earth and different fires, and everyone treats him differently.

Xuan Meng Yingying walked over, wearing a white dress, fluttering fairy, every step she took, like a lotus step by step, not eating fireworks in the world.

She said in a pleasant voice: "Brother Fan's means are superb, I don't know if I can make friends." ”

Everyone was surprised, Xuan Meng was the princess of the Jiuxuan Empire, and her status was transcendent, and she actually wanted to make friends with others.

Along the way, Xuan Meng's whole person is very cold, and she won't talk to other people too much, even Feng Luo of the Moon Worship Divine Kingdom, Li Qiu Tian of the Tianli Divine Kingdom, and even Wu Yi of Gu Yuezhai don't say too much, she will even take the initiative to get acquainted with people, which makes many people extremely envious and jealous.

Feng Luo was thoughtful, Li Qiutian looked at him coldly, Li Ling'er and An Lin'er were surprised, especially the little princess, who had been stomping her feet.

This little girl, Wang Fan is very helpless, fortunately she has a blood oath with her, otherwise the relationship at the moment is very complicated.

"What do you call a beauty!" Wang Fan said with a smile.

"Xuanmeng. ”

Liao Fusheng and Gao Han felt a deep chill, and subconsciously took a few steps back, the icy chill was emitted by their master Leng Mengjie.

Feng Luo also walked over, he hugged his fists and said: "Brother Fan, I am Feng Luo, the prince of the Moon God Kingdom, I don't know who Your Excellency's respected teacher is, maybe this prince has seen it." ”

Wang Fan glanced at this person, shook his head and said, "It's just a casual cultivation." ”

At this time, someone was pleasantly surprised: "It's dug through." ”

Everyone didn't say anything, they all drilled towards the tunnel, and no one wanted to be alone here, after all, the ghosts of the undead would kill people.

Under the tunnel, no one is hypocritical, when Xuanmeng and Leng Mengjie walked out of the tunnel, they were spotless, like a fairy.

"It's ......"

Seeing the scene on the other side, everyone gasped.

The cold ground was full of white air and cold mist, overgrown with weeds, and at a glance, it turned out to be full of graves.

Everyone was amazed, and when they walked in, they were all stunned by the name on the tomb.

"Gu Lingzhou, the true monarch of five virtues, the tomb of Liao Jiufeng. ”

"Qinglian Venerable, the tomb of the dancing green lotus. ”

"The Great Knight of the Western Sky, the Tomb of Kaialanth. ”

"The Southern Barbarian Realm, the Tomb of Nankui. ”

"The Western Sky, the tomb of the Angel of Light, Elendrin. ”

“......”

Seeing the names of these people, let alone others, even Wang Fan was shocked.

Feng Luo was shocked: "Gu Lingzhou, isn't that the Gu Ling Prefecture that disappeared in the Middle Ages of Eternity? ”

"Qinglian Zun, dancing Qinglian, she is a supreme, and she is also a figure in the ancient era, some people still think she is alive, but she didn't expect to be buried here. Xuanmeng was also shocked.

"The legendary Western world, hundreds of millions of miles away from the Beichen Continent, even if it is a peerless person, there is no teleportation altar, and he can't fly in a lifetime, this big man is buried here. Li Qiutian said in shock.

There are too many tombs, all of which are famous and famous people, especially the tombs of the big seats, whose names are loud and spread throughout the world, even in the Beichen Continent.

And some small graves are also appalling.

"Beichen Realm, the tomb of Gu Yuezhai. ”

Wu Yi saw a small tomb, there was only a stone tombstone, the name on it had been blurred after countless years, there were many such graves, and there were many in this place.

Wu Yi was stunned, he was Gu Yuezhai's disciple, and his ancestor Gu Yuezhai was buried here.

Too many people were shocked and speechless.

"How is it possible? The old man Gu Yuezhai is dead, didn't he go north?" Leng Mengjie was very uneasy.

Wu Yi trembled, and knelt beside the grave of the old man Gu Yuezhai in one step, a big boy, as strong as him, howled and cried.

The Beichen Realm, that is, the Beichen Continent, has the name of Gu Yuezhai written on it, so it is accurate.

How long the old man Gu Yuezhai lived, no one knows, even Wang Fan had heard of the old man Gu Yuezhai in his previous life, at that time, he had already heard of the old man Gu Yuezhai when he first appeared in the Beichen realm.

Too many people's graves, more than ninety percent have not heard of it, Wang Fan has been to that piece of Xingchen Ruohai, he knows some people, in Xingchen Ruohai is also like thunder.

For example, the Huoyun Monarch, who was a great figure in the world, overthrew the ancient clan Bi Fang and became a saint.

There is another person, named Kenyi, who is as his name, but all the people who have seen him draw his sword in his life are dead, and it is rumored that he killed three venerable figures.

It's too shocking, along the way, there is only one tomb of the old man Gu Yuezhai in the Beichen Realm, and no one else has heard of it.

Yes, but the words on the tombstone have been erased by the years.

"These peerless big shots, how can they all die. "Some people can't accept this fact.

There are too many people, how many heroes are there? There are so many burials here.

Wu Yi was crying, like a child, he really couldn't accept this fact.

The mentality of the crowd is very unstable, too many big people have died, and it has hit them too hard, leaving indelible marks on their path.

These big shots are all dead, and how many of them will make it to the end?

Wang Fan also sighed in his heart, he was a reborn person, how could he not know the thoughts of this group of young people, even he felt a heavy oppression.

As he walked along the grave of Calvary he would see some familiar name from time to time, and he stopped at the edge of a large tomb.

This is a big tomb, like the previous Wu Qinglian and Liao Jiufeng, with a complete tombstone, it is very quiet here, and the person who buried the tomb owner seems to know that he [she] likes tranquility during his lifetime.

Ye Zi!

Seeing the name on the tombstone, Wang Fan seemed to be hit by five thunderbolts.

Beichen Realm, the tomb of Ye Zi.

The font is clear and powerful, unlike the traces of age on other tombstones, it is very new, as if it was carved yesterday.

Wang Fan's whole person was not calm, he trembled, for fear that he would disappear when he touched the tombstone, and a line of clear tears flowed out.

"My name is Ye Zi, but I don't like to hear others call me Xiao Yezi, you have to call me Zi'er. ”

This turned out to be Zi'er's tombstone.

"You still love me, I can feel it. ”

"The sword is left to you, I want you to look at it every day and night, and see how painful it is, it is called the Sword of Love. ”

“......”

Ye Zi, the master of the Sword of Love, was dead to Wang Fan, and parted ways in the Beichen Realm, and never appeared.