Great Heaven Sovereign

Foshan, a dead silence.

Countless people looked into the void and wanted to capture Yang Fan's breath and figure, but they finally got nothing.

"Yuhua mountain, why are you doing this?" The people in Foshan were furious, and their eyes were golden and angry, straight into the void.

"Why should I explain to you when I work in yuhuashan?" The two young men said coldly.

Foshan people immediately turned red and their anger soared.

Too arrogant!

It's just as if they are taking things for granted. Even a question from others is a sin.

"Foshan, the mountain master once said that you are a little backbone. But now that the Buddha master is gone, you should keep a low profile. If you shouldn't intervene in some things, don't intervene, so as not to bring disaster to you."

"That's it. Yang Fan is rebellious and rebellious. Now he has provoked the rules of the world. Heaven and earth can't stand it. He deserves to die."

The two said one after another, and there was no expression fluctuation on their faces, just like a cold puppet.

Foshan Buddha held back his anger and burst out in his eyes.

But after all, I didn't say much, but turned and left.

The direction is the direction in which Yang Fan disappeared.

As the Buddha of Foshan disappeared, there was a slight silence in the void.

"Thank you for your help!" Ye shubian said quickly.

"It doesn't matter. We just follow orders. Moreover, the god man of Ye family is the person valued by the mountain Lord. Naturally, we won't watch him fall into crisis." One of them said that his face was still cold, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Anyway, if it weren't for you today, the current crisis wouldn't be lifted so easily. I just don't know... Yang Fan..." ye shubian asked.

He is naturally concerned about Yang Fan's life and death.

"Death or injury! This is the strength left to us by the mountain Lord. The purpose is to abolish Yang Fan, so that he will not continue to do evil and harm the world in the future." Said another.

Ye shubian was delighted when he heard this.

Then he was about to say something, but the two figures began to blur, and then disappeared in a flash.

"Good means. What a mysterious Yuhua mountain." Ye shubian sighed with emotion.

Then he turned his eyes and looked at the three thousand people behind him; "Go all out to search for Yang Fan's whereabouts. You have to see people alive and corpses dead." Ye shubian gave orders.

Then he looked at Ye Longcheng:

"When you get back to the family, I'll see what your explanation is!"

"Don't worry about it. You'd better take care of yourself. Don't go to 3000 people. None of them can live." Ye Longcheng said coldly.

Is he worried?

Not at all!

Even if it was Yuhua mountain, he believed that Yang Fan must be safe and sound. Others don't know the horror of Yang Fan, but he knows it clearly. More importantly, he is still in peace, which shows that Yang Fan must still be alive.

Therefore, he can only sneer now, thinking that ye shubian is letting these people die.

"Hum! Go!" Ye shubian didn't want to stay any longer. When he picked it up, he was still confused. Ye Chengkong, who was tortured infinitely, stepped into the portal and turned away.

Similarly, Wan jichong is also gloomy at the moment and doesn't leave at a glance.

Up to now, it's no use for him to stay here.

"Brother ye, do you say Yang Fan is still alive?" At this time, Xia yuan suddenly came up and asked.

"No comment!" Ye Longcheng threw a black face directly, and then took the air.

Xia yuan was bored and looked at the void.

"You go back to the family first and tell the owner that if you believe me, you will stand still. Don't make a statement easily. Everything will wait for me to come back." Xia Yuan said.

There are still many hesitations in his heart, but there is a feeling in his heart that Yang Fan must still be alive.

Although the power of Yuhua mountain made him feel frightened, there was always a voice in his heart telling him so, so he wanted to find out.

With that, his figure also swept away in the direction of Yang Fan's disappearance

In the twinkling of an eye, seven days later.

In seven days, things in Foshan have been fermented and spread all over the five regions.

The most popular thing about Yang Fan is death.

However, there was no shadow of Yuhua mountain, but fell on the head of Ye family god man.

For such news, some people are sorry and others are excited.

Such as Nangong family, Wu duanhun and Gongsun family are all excited.

But for the whole five domains, it has no far-reaching impact. Although some people expressed regret for Yang Fan's death, these existence are too far away from them after all, so they have no change.

The eastern continent is silent.

In the Imperial City, there was even more luxuriant, no smile could be seen on any face, just like being lost.

"I don't believe it. Yang Fan must be alive and nothing will happen." Zhao Wu has a firm face.

"Oh, I hope so. It's just..." qianzhenxiong sighed.

The whole person seems to be a lot older.

"Don't inform the Xuanling King first. Pay attention to confidentiality!" Qianzhenxiong thought about it and ordered him to say.

"Yang Xiaozi is a man who has experienced big scenes. A god of the Ye family won't kill him." This is Huo Zhibai. He doesn't believe that Yang Fan had an accident.

However, in the face of such words, more people in the field just choose to be silent.

They also hope that Yang Fan is safe and sound.

However, seven days have passed, and Yang Fan seems to have evaporated from the world without any news. Therefore, even if they hold great hope in their hearts, they are about to collapse now.

Just then, a dark shadow passed directly in front of them.

But no one felt his presence.

"Ye family god man? What? He can get out of that existence alive and be killed by a shit Ye family? A bunch of idiots!"

The shadow looked at the distant void and said a faint word. Then his figure gradually dissipated in the void, as if he had integrated into the void, as if he had never appeared.

On the other side, Zhongzhou, where the Hou family is located:

"Ye Shenren? What? If xiaofanzi dies in your hands, I'll stand upside down and eat shit in the future!"

The southern continent, somewhere on a deserted lonely peak.

"My three swords will be successful. Go and try the water first. If the god man of Ye family can't even stop me, what will spread is a lie."

This is also a young man, carrying three sword boxes, looking into the distance and whispering.

……

However, no one knows that a figure is walking on it alone in a boundless desert hundreds of millions of miles away.

This scene is extremely strange, because the desert stretches for thousands of miles and is deserted.

Therefore, his existence becomes extremely abrupt and puzzling.

"Shit, old bastard of Yuhua mountain, if I break through the hole one day and don't kill you, I'm not Yang Fan!"

This figure is Yang Fan.

But at this time, Yang Fan is really a little sad. At the moment, his whole body had no strength, and his clothes were ragged. He was not even as good as a mortal in the world.

It's no exaggeration to say that even a person who knows some martial arts can turn him over at the moment.

"Don't think about it. You can't do that guy when you get to the hole." A flame flickered and the little Firebird appeared on his shoulder.

"So terrible?" Yang Fan was stunned, a little incredible.

"Yes, it's more terrible than you think. Even if I put all my efforts into it, I don't think I can kill him. Unless you break through the hole void, I'll return to the realm of xingmen. Maybe I can have a try." Said the little Firebird.

"So strong? But isn't xingmen the only one with the strongest cultivation in the Wutian continent?" Yang Fan asked again with doubts on her face.

"That's just the strongest you see. You don't know, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Said the little Firebird.

Yang Fan nodded faintly.

After so much experience, Yang Fan naturally has long known that the world is far more complex than what is shown now.

"What about the power on the second floor?" Yang Fan asked.

The little Firebird slightly glanced at Yang Fan and said, "can you have a good chat? What are you on the second floor? Can anyone compare it?" The little Firebird hated.

"What about the ten square?"

"Get out!"

……

The voice gradually disappeared, and Yang Fan's figure gradually turned into a black spot.