"You're hired?"

"Pick it up!" Song Xuan said with a smile: "Bodyguards, escorts, escorts, killing, as long as you can afford to use the chips, there are many strong people in my Immortal Alliance who are willing to make a move." ”

Ye Fan pondered for a moment and said tentatively: "Then, if I kill a saint, I don't know if your Immortal Alliance will accept this task?" ”

"It depends on how much leverage you can afford, at least, it has to be an item of the value of a complete holy soldier!"

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, estimated the value of various treasure resources on his body, and suddenly had confidence in his heart, hiring a strong man from the Immortal Alliance to kill a saint, it seemed that he was still hired.

Seeing that Ye Fan was still hesitating, Song Xuan continued: "In this way, as the first customer on this planet, I can give you a discount."

Aren't you going to kill people next? Let's follow along, we can help fight the enemies below the saint for free without charge, and the saint above needs a treasure worth a holy soldier, how about it? ”

"Yes!" This time, Ye Fan didn't hesitate too much, and immediately nodded in agreement.

Free thugs, don't use them in vain, don't care if there will be any hidden dangers in the future, but now the benefits will be in hand first.

Otherwise, if he refuses, what kind of alliance leader of the Immortal Alliance, and then go to his enemy to contact business, then the unlucky one is still him?

The business was negotiated, the cooperation was reached, and a few people entered the dilapidated teleportation ancient array and teleported towards Nanling.

Nanling, many lofty mountains and mountains, everywhere are veins, wild beasts and exotic birds are rampant, there are many ancient places, there are many miasma in the mountains, and there are many primitive tribes.

Ye Fan's friend Dongfang Ye's clansmen are in an ancient mountain range, at this time, the enemy is current, the murderous spirit is endless, and a large number of masters from the royal family of the Northern Regions have come to surround this place.

In the sky, dark clouds rolled, war drums shook the sky, flags were unfurled, ancient chariots rumbled, crushing the sky, the cold light illuminated the iron clothes, and I don't know how many strong people came.

This is a small tribe that lives in seclusion in the primeval mountains, and has never fought with the world, but today it is in a terrible situation.

An old man flew up from the mountain, came into the air, very thin and withered, with patches on his clothes, very plain, and his white hair was disheveled, and said, "Who are you, and why have you come to attack my department?" ”

"It's just a group of uncivilized primitive people, I'm too lazy for you to say more to you, there is no one left today, destroy your entire clan, and no one can leave alive."

In the air, a huge silver warship, flashing with a cold metallic luster, exuded a terrifying aura, and a middle-aged man on it was indifferent and conceited.

After he finished speaking, he punched down, domineering and boundless, like a mountain pressing down.

The mountains and forests collapsed, and a fist manifested and smashed directly on the old man's body, not allowing him to dodge the past at all, and he was broken on the spot, stained with blood, and fell into the ancient village below.

"Sixth Uncle!" In the ancient village, there was a cry of grief, and a group of people were extremely angry.

The next moment, high in the sky, on the battleships one after another, strong people began to shoot one after another, and in the ancient village, many strong people who rushed out to block were killed one after another, and blood filled the entire village.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the distance, and then an angry roar exploded at the same time like ten thousand thunders, "The people of the Beiyuan Wang family will die for me!" ”

The sound was so terrifying that it shattered a mountain range, and a figure rushed towards it with golden blood in the sky, almost to the extreme.

"Boom!"

In the sky, a big golden foot smashed one of the Wang family's warships at once, and then a big golden hand poked down, like grabbing a little chicken, pinched the neck of the surviving strong man after the warship collapsed with one hand, carried him to the sky, and then pinched it reluctantly.

Peng's voice filled the void with a bloody mist.

Ye Fan was furious, his golden blood was surging, and it came in an instant, looking at the vast expanse from afar, submerging this place like a sea.

The golden blood all over his body was overwhelming, and then the big golden hand wheel moved like a grinding disk and smashed down towards another warship in the sky.

"Survey!"

In the sky, the sound of shattering sounded.

Cover the sky with one hand!

It was like a 10,000-year-old demon who had escaped from the wilderness and was murderous, and the huge slap slammed into the warship, and the fragments of the hull collapsed in all directions with a monstrous light.

This sudden scene shocked everyone in the Wang family, and soon, someone recognized Ye Fan's identity and immediately panicked.

"Retreat, all retreat, immediately break through, rush out and tell the clansmen that the Holy Sacrament is back!" On a golden warship, a mighty man gave the order to die.

Seeing that these people were about to escape, Ye Fan began to urge the supernatural powers, and a shadow of gods and demons appeared behind him, standing there, exactly like him, suppressing heaven and earth.

Just before the god and demon were about to make a move, Song Xuan took the lead.

I saw him patting lightly in the void very casually.

Katsa!

The figures of those warships and the people of the Wang family in the void suddenly froze in place, and then Peng's voice crackled and shattered one by one like a broken mirror, floating in the void.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, looking at the people of the Wang family who were dead in the sky above the ancient village, he put away his supernatural powers, and then looked at Song Xuan in surprise.

"You just smashed the space?"

Song Xuan smiled indifferently and said: "It's just a way to use the law of space, it's not very useful to deal with the strong, but it's still very useful to deal with those who are weaker in cultivation." ”

Ye Fan nodded and did not continue to ask.

But I basically have a judgment in my heart, and with this person's hand alone, it is at least the existence of a saint level!

I really didn't expect that I would inadvertently hire a saint-level existence!

I just don't know how many powerful existences like Song Xuan are in the mysterious Immortal League, if there is more than one, then this powerful force is a bit outrageous.

Many people from the Wang family were killed in the ancient village, and there were corpses everywhere, and there were children's cries everywhere.

Ye Fan couldn't bear to look at it, and went down to communicate with the surviving old men in the village to calm down.

On Song Xuan's side, he was communicating with Lu Xueqi and others.

"Husband, are you trying to win over Ye Fan, the son of luck?"

"Yes, Ye Fan has infinite potential in the future, and he is exactly the talent that my Immortal Alliance needs!"

"This kind of lucky person is not easy to woo, if it is in the early stage of his cultivation, it will be easier, now that his cultivation is only one step away from the Immortal Three Slashing Dao Realm, it is not easy to win over!"

"It doesn't matter, trust is built up little by little."

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky, looking at the horizon in the distance.

The moment he saw Ye Fan, he had an idea in his heart.

He is ready to build the Immortal Alliance into a super force across the universe and even across the multiverse, gathering endless powerhouses in the heavens and gathering endless resources in the heavens to cultivate.

If you want to go to the end with the path of enlightenment, the resources of one universe alone are completely insufficient!