Great Heaven Sovereign

Grievance, resentment, killing intention!

At this moment, it was tangled in Lu Qingchuan's face.

If Yang Fan is sober now, he will feel incomparable heartache. Now Lu Qingchuan, where is there any shadow before, has completely become a poor woman.

But the pity is because of him.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't go out of Ankang village and kill the world as she is now.

"Ah!"

A long sigh.

The owner of the voice gently touched Lu Qingchuan's head.

"But this is the way it is in this world. Even if you kill the sin of this city, sin will breed. Besides, this is also the destiny of this boy. The more you kill, the more he carries. Girl, be good. Stop it for him." The voice reappeared.

"OK." Lu Qingchuan said faintly.

But when she spoke, her eyes looked at Yang Fan.

Just for him.

Also... Just for him.

The master of the figure also looked at Yang Fan at this time: "an interesting boy." The old man said faintly, and then a light mass poured in directly along the center of Yang Fan's eyebrows.

"Let's go. You're awakened by him now. It's not suitable for you to stay with him now. I'll take you to find yourself." Said the voice.

As soon as he said this, chalk and little Firebird immediately panicked. The aunt's origin is amazing. If she is taken away like this, how can they deal with Yang Fan?

With this in mind, both faces showed a ferocious look. Although they know that the background of the figure in front of them must be amazing. But now they have to.

Before they could speak, the voice appeared again: "you are not from this world, but you don't have much arrogant capital. If you were in your heyday, you might be able to compete in my hands. But now, I can destroy you. Remember, it's not that the world is too weak, but that heaven and earth have changed. That's all." The master of the voice said faintly.

In a word, the mind of little Firebird and chalk will be forcibly extinguished

With that, the old man turned and stood above the void.

"Some things are better to be ignorant? But now, I can only let this boy carry the pot first." The master of the figure said to himself and immediately opened his hands.

In the palm of his hand, a mysterious symbol appeared, like a seal. But in the blink of an eye, the fingerprint is directly and infinitely enlarged, covering the whole void.

Brush!

Then, a ray of light fell from the sky.

Like silk thread, it directly poured into the eyebrows of everyone.

After all this, the man turned faintly: "let's go!"

"Can I take him?" Lu Qingchuan suddenly opened his mouth and pointed to Eucommia ulmoides

The old man glanced faintly, and a surprised light appeared in his eyes. He counted to:

"But!"

Eucommia was overjoyed for a moment. The light just now didn't fall on him. You don't have to think about it. You know it must be because of Lu Qingchuan. He doesn't know why luqingchuan brought himself.

But he knew it was his chance.

Intuition told him that when he came back again, the whole world would tremble.

At the same time, now he has no destination for the whole Xuantian sect, and just left.

The next moment, the three figures directly under the leadership of the man, tearing the space away.

"Terror, really terror, hasty!"

"Yes, preconceived. The world is more terrible than we think. It seems that we have to be better with xiaofanzi in the future." For the first time, chalk and little Firebird were like-minded.

The two looked at each other and directly took Yang Fan out of the void.

Just a moment after Yang Fan's figure disappeared, the Qingming Festival was restored in the whole world. The survivors were confused when they looked at the stack of corpse mountains in the past.

It's like remembering what's going on

Besides, Yang Fan, led by little Firebird and chalk, has crossed Tianshui City and come thousands of miles away.

This is a small village.

There are no practitioners, only a group of ordinary people.

Yang Fan is injured too much now. If it weren't for Lu Qingchuan, it might not have survived. However, as long as one breath remains, it will not be too difficult for Yang Fan to recover.

Coupled with the light mass before the old man left, Yang Fan's body recovered quickly with a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the twinkling of an eye, the day passed.

That evening, Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes.

But Yang Fan, who opened his eyes, was confused.

There was no color in his eyes, like a dying corpse, dull and ruthless.

When Yang Fan, at the moment, he is not affected by his own blood force. The reason why he shows such a state at the moment is only because he is remembering.

He had another dream.

In his dream, he saw Lu Qingchuan and a woman. Their expressions were so angry that they stirred up a starry sky. Countless creatures died because of their power. But at the critical moment, a big hand covering the sky fell from the depths of the endless starry sky, as if to annihilate them.

However, when the dream came here, Yang Fan suddenly woke up.

"Dream, another dream, will that scene really happen? And Qingchuan, does she really have such a terrible means?" Yang Fan thought.

But there is no answer.

"Grandpa, he's awake." Just then, a young voice appeared.

In his hand was a white porcelain bowl with half a bowl of muddy liquid.

Yang Fan's sword eyebrow wrinkled and felt a little unusual.

In his memory, he had completely lost his memory after beheading elder Wang. He didn't know what happened later.

But to be sure, something unpredictable must have happened, otherwise he wouldn't be here.

"Little Firebird, what happened." Yang fan can only ask little Firebird.

Whoosh!

With a flash of light, the little Firebird appeared.

"Boy, what happened? I can only say that you were too fierce this time. You directly turned over seven holes, and then slaughtered thousands of practitioners." Said the little Firebird.

Since someone asked him to carry the pot, he had to.

Little Firebird won't tell Yang Fan too much without authorization.

I can only pray silently in my heart for the birth of a generation of pot bearer.

"What? I killed thousands?" Yang Fan was stunned and looked unbelievable.

"Yes. But then it was stopped by an old man who took your woman away." The little Firebird insisted that he would not give Yang Fan any chance to refute.

"An old man?" Yang Fan was stunned. Immediately, under the description of little Firebird, Yang Fan determined that the old man was the owner of the Wudao tower.

"Take it away. Now my side is really not suitable for him to follow." A moment later, Yang Fan calmed down and said faintly.

He knew very well that this was just the beginning. He killed so many people in xianmeng. Xianmeng will never give up. In the back, there are more serious and terrible Gongsun family and Xia family.

But these are all things he must face.

There is no way back.

Therefore, it is also a good thing for Yang Fan that Lu Qingchuan is taken away at this time.

"That's right. I'm not thinking about those things now. You'd better think about what to do next. You know, there are only two days left from the Gongsun family." At this time, the little Firebird said.

Yang Fan's expression was instantly dignified, and a touch of contempt flashed in his eyes: "what can I do? What can I do? Just kill it!"