"Who are you?" The Yin Yang Holy Son's face was embarrassed, gloomy like water, this is the death of the Yin Yang Sect, and he hates others to say this the most.

Next to him, those holy sons and saint-level figures also looked over, all of them looked unkind, and stared at Ye Fan together.

"A person passing by, why does he still want to destroy my master?" Ye Fan said with a smile.

"You don't have to think about it to know that you stand up for those people, such a gesture, and you put us in your eyes, it's really arrogant. The Yin Yang Holy Son said coldly, and pulled Wang Teng and the others in, wanting to avenge the enemy.

Next to him, Ji Ziyue's big eyes flashed, staring at Ye Fan suspiciously, wrinkling her nose slightly, and carefully observing his every move.

More than two years have passed, "she has not changed, just like then, big eyes like black gems" is very smart, the eyelashes are very long, and the face has a pair of small dimples, which has a playful and cute.

On her other side, Ji Haoyue had black hair and a shawl, her eyebrows were in her nose, her tiger eyes were godly, her posture was heroic, and the breath of the god king was even stronger.

If the thing that surprised Ye Fan the most was Pang Bo's fact that he had reached the eighth transformation of the dragon like him, I really didn't know how he cultivated, not a point slower than him.

Pang Bo was born burly, one or two heads taller, majestic, thick eyebrows and big eyes, one arm is as thick as one other person's leg, strong and powerful, it can be described as natural.

"Why did you enter the realm so quickly, you won't go crazy, right?" Ye Fan couldn't help but secretly transmit his voice.

"You ......," Pang Bo replied secretly.

Now, Ye Fan is seventeen or eighteen years old, delicate and spiritual, like a dusty immortal, he has taken holy medicine, so he is always a teenager.

Fortunately, it is no longer fifteen or sixteen years old as before, but now it is finally a little older, and the influence of the holy medicine can be seen.

When Ye Fan entered Qincheng, he naturally hid his true face, not wanting to have a problem, he said, "Why did you enter the realm so quickly?"

Pang Bo was overjoyed, but his face was very calm, silent, and secretly howled: "For the sake of cultivation, I have gone out, and I have eaten a large coffin board in the past two years. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ye Fan's jaw almost fell to the ground, he didn't expect Pang Bo's temperament to be so fierce, and there were no taboos when he thought of doing it.

He snatched half of the coffin of the Immortal Emperor, and after bringing it out, he finally gave it all to Pang Bo, because he had his own bodhi and didn't need to use it.

Pang Bo gave Li Heishui a piece, and the rest of the rest was swallowed by him in the past two years, except for sitting on it, and it was completely refined.

"You can really do it......" Ye Fan could only say this, but after thinking about it, he didn't worry, 'because this is definitely a treasure', he will definitely be able to eat it.

Before the primeval times, the immortal emperor was worshiped by all races as an existence beyond the gods, crowning the ancient and the modern, cutting down the ancient tree of enlightenment, refining into a coffin, all of which was the pomp of the gods, and he was the only one who did it in ancient and modern times.

This is an immortal tree, the rarest spiritual root in heaven and earth, and the leaves it produces can be used to achieve enlightenment, with the imprint of the Great Dao, and even more so its backbone!

"Damn, I've been retributed, I've eaten a coffin board, and I've been struck by lightning for the past two years!" Pang Bo was indignant.

Ye Fan was almost speechless, his brother was too violent, and he had eaten the Heavenly Tribulation, which was enough to show that the magic of the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree contained many fragments of the Great Dao.

"Cultivation is as good as it can be diligent. ”

"That's right, that's what I thought, and I'll keep a big piece for you, and we'll eat it together when the time comes. Pombo laughed.

"Forget it, I don't need it, you ...... Eat the rest. Ye Fan wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Last time, I was scolded by that old blind man, and I was scolded, and I was so violent that I destroyed the heavens, saying that how can this kind of immortal tree be eaten, but it can be passed on, and it can flourish a great sect. Pombo said.

The old blind man carried the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar and went to the Qishi Mansion several times, supporting the little bandits, so that Wang Chong and the others were afraid and didn't dare to really do it.

"What a daze, scared silly. Next to him, someone was captured, and he hadn't seen Ye Fan respond for a long time, so he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I don't want to embarrass you, so I come and make great atonements, so I don't care about you. Wang Chong spoke.

"Little brat, stay where you go. Ye Fan stopped communicating with Pang Bo and walked towards the dozen or so Saint Son-level figures alone.

"You are too arrogant, do you know who they are, didn't you put everyone present in your eyes?"

"The Yin-Yang Sect really doesn't have a long memory, and always chooses the Holy Son, isn't there a lot of laughing stock, do you still want to elect the fourth?" Ye Fan said very casually.

"You...... Damn!" The Yin Yang Holy Son sank his face and said, "That holy body, he won't live long, he can't hide like a turtle for the rest of his life and dare not come out." ”

"In exchange for how troublesome it is, I don't think you Yin Yang Sect need the Holy Son. Ye Fan spoke, and then took a step to the front, and reached out with a big hand and slashed down.

Everyone was taken aback, 'He was like entering a no-man's land, it was difficult to guard against, the speed was too fast, and a crystal palm fell like jade.

The Yin Yang Holy Son was unavoidable, raising his hands to meet the air in his mouth, the clear palm fingers flowed with Dao patterns, and there were runes flickering, which was the power of Dao.

A soft sound sounded, and the hands of the Holy Son were like papier-mâché. Inch by inch, and then his whole person paused, and the big hand in the air slapped down, and he was powerless to resist.

"Poof"

The Yin Yang Holy Son failed to let out a scream, and split his head with a palm, directly crushing him into meat sauce, and his bones were all melted, and he was not human.

The people next to him all quickly retreated, and they broke out in a cold sweat, "That's the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect, he was slapped to death with a slap, it's terrifying."

The scene was noisy, Li Heishui and the others were naturally happy, and the other party was uneasy, and even Wang Chong couldn't help but retreat, with fear.

After the uproar, everyone knew that the Yin-Yang Sect was definitely going crazy, and in just a few years, the Holy Son had died three times in a row, which was really not what it was, and it would definitely become a laughing stock in Zhongzhou.

"Ye Zi, you are too unkind, the old sect leader of the Yin Yang Sect, Shou Yuan, will dry up, and if he is not dead, he will be angry with you. "Pombo, hey, hey, hey.

"They always want to trouble me, and they want to get rid of me immediately, but there is no way, I make them dare not choose the Holy Son in the future. Ye Fan said with a smile.

Then, he walked forward step by step, forcing Wang Chong and these people, more than a dozen Saint Son-level figures retreated together, no one dared to attack the front, and they were all a little afraid.

In the past, Wang Teng personally suppressed the little demon, but now that he is out of the customs, although he is still very arrogant, he is much stronger than two years ago, and he did not dare to speak hard.

There were many monks in Qincheng, and people were very surprised, they never thought that a young man would force back more than a dozen people from the Five Great Domains, and none of them dared to make a move.

"Don't push people too hard. Wang Chong gritted his teeth.

Ye Fan was unmoved, and as soon as the shopkeeper came out, it was like a strong wind sweeping away the leaves, and more than a dozen people all spurted blood and flew out upside down.

Only Wang Chong was unharmed, he was blocked behind by two powerful ancient creatures, one was cast like gold, one foot high, and the other was cast like silver, which was very powerful.

In the end, this battle did not continue, and a golden ancient chariot in the sky was in the sky, and Wang Teng traveled like the Emperor of Heaven and rushed to the depths of the Qinling Mountains.

"The master has received a secret report, there is a major clue, 'Let's go!'" The two ancient creatures took Wang Chong away.

"It can't be that the place we found was known to Wang Teng," Pang Bo exclaimed.

"Oh, let's go, we can't let people get ahead of the curve' Anyway, the things needed are almost ready, hurry back." Ji Ziyue shouted.

"What did you find?" Ye Fan was surprised.

"I saw the imprint of a monk and the mark of a bull rider leading to a lake that was about to dry up. Pombo said.

"What?!" Ye Fan exclaimed.

Ye Fan secretly transmitted the sound and revealed his identity to Li Heishui and others, and several people were so surprised that they almost called out, so they were extremely enthusiastic when they saw each other.

Soon after, they left Qincheng and went deep into the millions of miles of Qinling, rushing to the mysterious place that Ji Haoyue, Pang Bo, and Li Heishui had discovered.

I have to say that Ji Ziyue's spiritual sense is too keen, and after less than half an hour of walking, she wrinkled her nose, sharpened her crystal little tiger teeth, grabbed Ye Fan, and said: "It's you, why hide it, when we are outsiders, we don't want to pay attention to you!"

Ye Fan showed his true face, pinched her Qiong's nose, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that I will be chased and beaten by the adults of your family." ”

"Dare to pinch me......" Ji Ziyue sharpened her shiny silver teeth, and her big black jewel-like eyes blinked, grabbing Ye Fan's ears.

"Let go. Ye Fan pinched her Qiong's nose.

The other half, Ji Haoyue, the king of the Eastern Wilderness, had a dark face, and wanted to say something, and even wanted to pull Ye Fan aside, so he couldn't help but strode over.

"You're my sister pulling my ears, I didn't hurt her, let her go. Ye Fan spoke first.

"Take your hand off my sister's nose. Ji Haoyue said with a dark face.

"Ji Haoyue, I can save your life, be polite to your benefactor. Ye Fan Gunong.

"These are two different things. "Ji Haoyue is usually very wise, but at this moment, her forehead is bruised.

Ji Ziyue's big eyes bent into a crescent moon, she couldn't stop laughing, pulled Ye Fan's ears a few times, and floated out lightly.

Pang Bo and Li Heishui also laughed, hehe, with bad intentions, only Ji Haoyue and Ye Fan glared at each other.

In a short time, they crossed the void and entered the depths of the Qinling Mountains, and came to a stone forest, where there was a dry lake, and on a boulder of earth they saw the mark of a monk, and on the other side they saw the pattern of an old man riding a green ox.

"If there is no accident, this should be Shi Di Cheni, the other one will ride a green ox to the west, when it is Lao Tzu, the purple gas will come from the east, and even the stone wall will have purple gas!" Ye Fan was moved.

"This ......" Pang Bo shook, and only he and Ye Fan knew what the meaning of these two names was.

The ancients 2,500 years ago actually appeared at this end of the starry sky, where are they going along the ancient road of the starry sky?

"Lao Tzu sent a letter to Guguan in the west, and since ancient China disappeared, he never thought about it but passed here...... "Pang Bo felt that this was incredible, Lao Tzu's "westward journey" was really too far away!

"Could it be that this place is the Immortal Pool?" Ye Fan muttered to himself. (To be continued)