Big man

This venerable is a smart man, with such a few clues, he guessed the truth all at once.

But Xiao Fan's focus was obviously different from his, and he immediately asked: "Senior, did you really come down from the Xuanling Upper Realm?"

The venerable glanced at him and said calmly, "Why, are you doubting the identity of the venerable?"

Xiao Fan said: "That's not true, I'm just curious about the story of the founding master of our sect in the upper realm of Xuanling."

"Founder Patriarch? So, you are really Xiao Wuji's descendant?"

Xiao Fan nodded and said: "There is no written record about the bloodline of the younger generation. I have no way of knowing whether I am a descendant of Wuji Tianzun's blood. However, someone once said that I am a descendant of Wuji Tianzun."

"Someone? Who?"

His Holiness seemed to be more and more curious about Xiao Fan, so he immediately asked.

"The identity of that person seems to be similar to the predecessor..."

"Really? That's impossible. Back then, I was the only clone in the lower realm. It is impossible for Master Tianpeng to send other clones to the lower realm."

His Holiness said proudly.

Patriarch Jinpeng and the middle-aged man were even more respectful when they heard the words.

The Venerable has unintentionally exposed his true identity, he is the clone of Lord Tianpeng.As for Master Tianpeng, there is no need to doubt it, he must be referring to the Holy Spirit Golden Winged Roc.

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Senior is not the only one who has been assigned the Holy Spirit of the Upper Realm with a clone of the Lower Realm."

"Oh? Then who else?"

His Holiness asked with interest.

"Seven Nights Python."

"Seven Night Python?"

The Venerable was slightly taken aback at first, and then laughed.

"Hey, have you seen the clone of the Seven Nights Python? Although I hate him very much, I have to say that the real deity of this old thing was in the Xuanling Upper Realm back then. opponent."

Xiao Fan's heart moved, and he asked: "It is said that the seven-night python and the celestial bird-like holy spirit are mortal enemies. In this way, the senior master, Master Tianpeng, also fought against the seven-night python, but he doesn't know the outcome?"

It can be heard from the address the venerable gave to the Seven Nights Python.This person does not have any good feelings for the Seven Nights Python.However, he also admitted that the Seven Nights Python is very powerful and has defeated many other natural holy spirits.The Seven Nights Python has a vicious reputation, and it is always reasonable to be regarded as the ancestor of the whole world.

Over the years, more than one natural holy spirit was born in the Seven Nights Realm.But only the Seven Nights Python is regarded as the ancestor.

The Venerable sneered and said: "No matter how fierce the Seven Nights Python is, it is still far behind Master Tianpeng. Back then, his avatar was in the lower realm, and he was beaten all over the place by Xiao Wuji. The deity is in the upper realm of Xuanling, He was also beaten to the ground by Xiao Wuji. How can you compare it with Lord Tianpeng?"

Think back to the majesty of the ancestors back then.Xiao Fan couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Boy, although I don't like Xiao Wuji very much, I have to admit that your patriarch is indeed a character. He has been the most outstanding one among your human monks for hundreds of thousands of years... Chaos Spiritual body. There is only one out of tens of thousands of years, and it can only come out of your human race."

Having said that, a look of greed flashed quickly in the Venerable's eyes.

Xiao Wuji is a chaotic spirit body, but give him eight more guts.He also didn't dare to play Xiao Wuji's idea, that is a ruthless person who even shunned his own lord.Besides, even if he really had such courage, where would he go to look for Xiao Wuji now.The Wuji Celestial Venerable, who is so powerful in the upper realm of Xuanling, has ascended to the ascension of Xiaju many years ago.

But this descendant of Xiao Wuji in front of him is actually a chaotic spirit body, and he only has a mere Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, that's really great, it's like delivering goods to your door.

God really favored him very much!

Such words, Xiao Fan had already heard it once from the mouth of the bloody youth, and his tone was as greedy as that of the venerable in front of him, which made Xiao Fan lose the last trace of awe towards these holy spirit incarnations.

For a long time, Xiao Fan believed in the saying "with great power comes great responsibility", but now it seems that there are still many people who don't believe in it.

"Human boy, this venerable is very interested in the fact that you have so many bloodlines of the Holy Spirit in your body. Tell me, what's going on?"

The Venerable looked down at Xiao Fan from a high position, and said in a tone of pure orders.

Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "Your Excellency is too rude. Could it be that Your Excellency thinks that you are the avatar of the Holy Spirit, so you can boss around and do whatever you want?"

The incarnation of Jinpeng was kicking on the iron plate. Xiao Fan was a typical example of being soft on the outside and strong on the inside. Not to mention a mere incarnation of the Holy Spirit, even if the golden-winged roc himself came, he would never let Xiao Fan succumb.Even if you can't beat it, you're just dead!

"Very good, you really have a temper. I hope that your ability is as great as your temper!" His Excellency smiled instead of anger, with an extremely obvious look of contempt on his face, and said with a sneer: "A mere Nascent Soul stage juniors dare to be presumptuous. If my physical body is still there, I can kill you with a single strike, so why are you talking here?"

Xiao Fan smiled lightly, and said: "Even if your body is still there, under the suppression of the power of the interface, it will not be able to exert much power."

What's more, when he descended to the physical world, he experienced many difficulties and obstacles.In such an inferior interface, apart from bugs, no one's flesh can exist for tens of thousands of years.For so many years, his spiritual body has been sleeping here, probably because his physical body has already been destroyed.

"Is that so, when I take you down, I can use your fleshy body to refine an excellent body."

The Venerable said with a smile, it seems that everything is under his control, Xiao Fan has already become a turtle in the urn, if he is caught, he is sure.

The middle-aged man hurriedly bowed and said, "My lord, take this man down, and I'm willing to do my best!"

"you?"

The Venerable gave him a slanted glance, his contempt was beyond words.

"You are not his opponent."

"My lord..."

The middle-aged man suddenly became angry. Although he didn't dare to get angry in front of the venerable, his dissatisfaction was directly written on his face.

The Venerable laughed, and said with a sneer: "Why, are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, then go up and try!"

"Okay, then the disciple will show his ugliness!"

Obviously, this great Jinpeng monk had an extremely violent temper. As soon as he got the permission of His Holiness, he immediately took a step forward and assumed a aggressive posture.However, he still couldn't help but look over there to meditate and breathe, and the Jinpeng Patriarch who refined the medicinal power took a look.

Although the Venerable Master in front of him is the clone of the ancestor, the Jinpeng Patriarch is his master and the current Patriarch of Jinpeng.

At this moment, Patriarch Jinpeng's face twitched slightly, revealing a few strands of pain.

However, it would be very painful to refine medicine to repair the trauma of the soul, and the middle-aged man didn't care much.Since the master did not speak, it should be regarded as his acquiescence.

"Boy, hum!"

The middle-aged man stared at Xiao Fan and sneered again and again.

He had wanted to deal with this human kid for a long time, but he dared to break into his cave and kill so many members of the Jinpeng clan.Now that the ancestor's avatar has been found, this kid is no longer of any use value, so why keep him?

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I can still show my face in front of Mr. Zun Zai.

The phantom of a golden-winged roc emerged from behind the middle-aged man, and the golden light shone in an instant, dazzling.

Xiao Fan just looked at him indifferently, without any movement.

In the blink of an eye, the ghostly shadow of the golden-winged roc dissipated, and its golden wings turned into dozens of golden throwing knives, which were neatly arranged behind the middle-aged man, still looking like wings.

Zhong Wuwei used similar supernatural powers before. It seems that this is the natal supernatural power of their Jinpeng clan, but the strength of the supernatural power is directly related to each person's cultivation level.The middle-aged man has the realm of great achievement in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, and the same kind of supernatural power, when displayed in his hands, has absolutely different power.

"Kid, die!"

The middle-aged man spread his wings, dozens of golden throwing knives shot towards Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan let out a soft "hum" and shook his body lightly. Dozens of dragon scales flew up from his body and turned into dozens of short swords about a foot long. The knife went up to meet him.

"Clang clang..."

Amidst a series of explosions, blue-golden sparks splashed in all directions, and the dragon-scale daggers were blown away by the golden flying knives.

When the two intersected, the Dragon Scale Dagger was obviously defeated by the Golden Throwing Knife.

It's not surprising to say that Xiao Fan's dragon-scale short sword is of course refined from Chijiao and Jinjiao King's dragon scales, and it is a dead thing after all, while the golden flying knife is the natal supernatural power of the Jinpeng clan, so its power is naturally different. difference.The middle-aged man was not angry, he wanted to show off his skills in front of His Majesty, and he went all out when he made a move, without the slightest intention to hold back his hand to try.

The golden flying knife shattered the dragon scale dagger, flying towards Xiao Fan like a dragon swimming in the sky.

Dozens of golden flying knives are enough to form a net of knives in the air, completely enveloping Xiao Fan.

"Shhhh-"

Where the golden flying knife passed by, Xiao Fan was like a phantom, shattered inch by inch and dissipated into nothing.

After a burst of water-like twists and turns, Xiao Fan appeared from several feet away.

"Illusion?"

"Exercise an illusion in front of my natal flying knife? Hehe, what a wishful thinking!"

Amidst the grinning laughter of the middle-aged man, dozens of golden throwing knives moved, circled and flew towards Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan once again turned into a phantom and disappeared without a trace.

But no matter how superb his illusion and teleportation skills are, the golden throwing knife can always chase after him immediately, like a shadow.It can also be heard from the middle-aged man's words that this natal flying knife seems to have a miraculous effect on both illusion and teleportation.

The golden-winged roc was born with a space attribute holy spirit, and both illusion and teleportation inevitably have space magic powers, or even a kind of space magic power.

This middle-aged man can cultivate to the late Yuanying stage, and the Jinpeng blood flowing in his body is not too weak.

For a while, the two launched a fierce pursuit.

No one has ever noticed that the situation of Patriarch Jinpeng over there has become very wrong. (to be continued~^~)