Wanwu Tianzun

Chapter 902
The person who spoke was Fang Mian!
At this moment, Fang Mian had raised the soul-calling banner in his hand.

"Huh? With such a piece of junk, you want to attack me?" The guard looked disdainful.

After all, Fang Mian's soul-calling flag itself is very dilapidated, and Xiao Chen broke a large piece of it before. It looks like a stick with a piece of rag hanging on it. There is no threat at all, so the guards did not release it at all. on heart.

"Hmph, looking for death!" Fang Mian heard this, his face was full of anger, and he smashed down the soul-calling banner in his hand.

"Break it for me!" The guard sneered, and with a flash of his long knife, he wanted to cut off Fang Mian's soul-calling banner.

but……

when!
When the saber in his hand fell on the banner, there was a loud noise, and then a huge cut was made on the blade of the saber.

But Fang Mian's soul-calling flag is intact!

"How is it possible?" The guard was shocked.

Fang Mian said coldly: "Xia Chong is beyond words, die!"

As he spoke, a stream of black air suddenly descended from the banner in his hand, enveloping him with a bang.

"This is..." Before the guard could figure out what happened, he realized that his consciousness had been pulled out of his body.

Pfft!
He watched his body fall to the ground with his own eyes, while he himself was floating in mid-air.

"What's going on?" For a moment, the guard exclaimed.

Fang Mian hummed: "A fool, how dare you blaspheme my lord? See how I refine your soul!"

As he said that, the soul-calling banner trembled, and the guy's soul was sucked into the soul-calling banner amidst screams.

"Hmph, the evil method!" On the other side, Chu Longjian curled his lips and said.

He is still very resistant to the methods of the Necromancer.

Fang Mian ignored him, but turned to Xiao Chen and asked, "Master, what should we do next?"

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and said, "Let's go, meet that Boss Fan!"

"it is good!"

The three said, walking towards the depths of the canyon.

The space in this canyon is huge, already comparable to a medium-sized city.

And for some unknown reason, the special atmosphere outside made it impossible to enter the canyon for half a step, which made this place a refuge.

Boss Fan is the ruler of this canyon, so his residence is not difficult to find.

The three of Xiao Chen, under the guidance of passers-by, soon came to Boss Fan's residence.

"Hmph, the place is not big, but it's quite grand!" Fang Mian sneered before arriving at Boss Fan's residence.

Then he saw that Boss Fan's residence turned out to be a huge palace.

Inside the palace, there are carved beams and painted buildings, which are extremely luxurious, even compared with the palace of the Dayun Dynasty, it is even worse!
But you must know that this is a dead place, notoriously barren!

Boss Fan was able to live in this kind of place and build such a luxurious residence, which shows his skills.

"What are you three, stop immediately!" After the three arrived at the gate of the palace, they were stopped by several guards.

Fang Mian stared, and said: "Blind your dog eyes, how dare you stop us?"

"Huh? Old boy, do you want to die?" The other party was Mr. Fan's gatekeeper. He was used to being domineering, and he was furious for a while.

But at this moment, Xiao Chen waved his hand, stopped Fang Mian, and said, "Go and ask your boss Fan to come out!"

A leader of the guards rolled his eyes and looked at Xiao Chen a few times, then curled his lips and said, "What are you? You deserve to see our boss?"

Xiao Chen said lightly: "You go in and report, I am the Lord of the Martial God Palace, Xiao Chen!"

"Valkyrie Palace?"

The guards on the opposite side were taken aback when they heard the words of Wushen Palace.

The guard at the head narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll go in and report!"

After finishing speaking, he said to the other guards: "You guys, keep an eye on them! If you want to escape, just kill them!"

"Yes!"

Those people responded at the same time.

Then, the guard leader turned his head and entered the palace.

At this moment, in the depths of the palace, the bearded Boss Fan was practicing cross-legged in the hall.

In front of him, there were twelve warriors lined up in two rows, watching him intently.

call!
As Boss Fan closed his momentum and opened his eyes, a sharp flash suddenly lit up in the entire hall.

"Boss, how is it?" A middle-aged martial artist asked immediately.

"Haha, the elixir of the Martial God Palace is really powerful, and it has increased my cultivation speed so much! If this trend continues, within three years, I will be able to reach the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Spiritual Wonderland, and within ten years Then we can attack the real fairyland!" said Boss Fan.

"Congratulations boss!" The 12 people below shouted in unison.

Boss Fan grinned, but in an instant he frowned, and said, "It's a pity, the elixir that I searched up now is at least enough for me to take for a year! I have to find more elixirs!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar below and asked, "Fourth, how are those guys from Martial God Palace?"

The fourth child hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "According to your order, brother, none of them were killed or touched! We just sealed them up and sent them to the mine to work as coolies!"

Boss Fan nodded and said: "Well, you did a good job! Although the strength of the people in the Martial God Palace is very poor, they do have some cultivation resources! Go back and find a way to interrogate me. What is their elixir? Where did it come from?"

The fourth child said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, my method of abuse is very strong! In front of me, even if you are a lump of iron, you have to speak!"

Boss Fan nodded in satisfaction.

And at this moment...

"Report, Boss, there is a person outside who claims to be the Lord of the Martial God Palace, and wants to see you!" The guard commander said before coming to the main hall.

"Huh? The Lord of the Martial God Palace?" Hearing the sound, Boss Fan stood up suddenly, his eyes sparkling.

"Hehe, Boss, just after dozing off, someone came to deliver a pillow! Boss, I'll go and catch that shit Palace Master!" The fourth child got up and said.

However, Boss Fan waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, is there any fraud here?"

"Huh? You mean..."

Everyone is puzzled.

Boss Fan squinted his eyes and said, "Did this guy eat a bear's heart and swallow a leopard's guts? At this time, he actually came to me?"

A fat man next to him slapped his forehead and said, "What does Boss mean, that guy came prepared?"

Boss Fan nodded, then looked at the guards and said, "How many people did that Martial God Palace Master bring?"

The guard hurriedly said, "Three..."

"Three?"

This time, everyone was stunned again.

And the fat man laughed loudly, and said, "Brother, you are worrying too much! Just three people, how big a storm can be caused? Unless he is a real fairyland, he is simply here to die!"

(End of this chapter)