Son-in-law, God-Emperor

After the death of powerful people such as the Wushen Clan, Weiyang Clan, and Blood Clan...

The influence on Xiao Fan gradually disappeared.

The golden Buddha light shining in the nearby starry sky gradually dimmed...

Everything is back to normal.

The Dharma image behind the old monk disappeared.

From beginning to end, Xiao Fan didn't even see the old monk's true face.

He didn't even know how big the dharma image the old monk had just summoned was!

This is so weird!

"This...what power is this?"

Xiao Fan couldn't believe it.

He felt just now...as if his life and death were no longer in his hands.

He even had thoughts of committing suicide.

If the old monk had murderous intentions towards him just now, he would probably die here.

Yun An scratched his head and glanced at the old monk.

“Senior brother, you’ve even tricked your own people!”

Yun'an knew a lot about the old monk's methods.

He naturally knows the secret.

Until just now, the old monk almost tricked Xiao Fan.

Now he would look at the old monk angrily.

"Hehehe...Amitabha, no, no... I just want to see his concentration, nothing will happen."

The old monk smiled lightly.

He did do it on purpose just now.

Xiao Fanqiang was terrifying.

This person has just returned to the second level of the Virtual Realm, and he can fight against multiple powerful men of the Hundred Elephants Realm by himself!

Such a monster.

Rare in Hongtian Starfield.

In other words...it may not even exist today!

So he wanted to see...how Xiao Fan's concentration was.

Xiao Fan breathed out and his expression returned to calm, but he was still afraid in his heart.

A powerful man of the old monk's level is too terrifying.

You don’t need to take action yourself to kill people.

This method... is too insidious! !

Those powerful men from the Wushen Clan and Weiyang Clan died unjustly.

After Xiao Fan recovered, he did not go to the old monk and Hui'an first.

Instead, the figure moved and took away all the magic weapons stored by the powerful men from the Wushen Clan and Weiyang Clan.

There are a lot of good things here...

These people are here to participate in the auction.

He must have a lot of spiritual stones with him.

And there are still many items for bidding... He has arrived at these items!

Yun An: "..."

Old monk: "..."

These two people looked speechless.

This guy.

After a while, Xiao Fan put all the storage instruments on himself, and then he flew to the old monk and Hui An.

"I've met senior."

Xiao Fan bowed to the old monk.

This old monk is terrifyingly strong...

He didn't dare to neglect.

And he felt that the old monk did not have a good impression of him.

"Yes, yes...Amitabha, at such an age, has such strength, rare, rare..."

The old monk sighed.

"Brother, how many treasures did you get?"

Yun An ran up to Xiao Fan and stared at the storage ring in Xiao Fan's hand with a stern look.

"Hehehe...want to share the spoils?"

Xiao Fan smiled lightly.

"Think...think about it!" Hui An nodded frantically.

Xiao Fan smiled, and then he and Hui An ignored the old monk, opened the storage ring and began to divide the spoils...

"This is useful to me, mine."

"This crap is for you..."

"These Origin Stones are for you...this is mine..."

"..."

Old monk: "..."

He was puzzled.

Is this okay for these two people?

Just ignore him?

He is the strongest one!

The ancestor of Ziyun Temple!

And...he killed all these people...no, they were transcended!

The result is this.

Hui An got a lot of good things, and he smiled from ear to ear.

He has no shortage of resources in Ziyun Temple... If he needs anything, he can just ask it, and Ziyun Temple will definitely satisfy him.

But this feels different.

The things he and Xiao Fan robbed gave him a great sense of accomplishment.

"Hehehe...Are you satisfied?"

Xiao Fan asked with a smile.

"Satisfied...so happy!"

Hui An nodded repeatedly.

"Let's go, big brother will take you to do another job!"

Xiao Fan smiled.

"okay!"

Hui An naturally had no objection.

Ancestor of Ziyun Temple: “???”

Again?

"You, you..."

The ancestor of Ziyun Temple was angry.

He had already taken action just now.

This is a broken rule.

And once this matter is known to the Wushen Clan and Weiyang Clan.

Then Ziyun Temple will be in big trouble, and they will definitely fight with each other.

The two major forces are fighting...

The entire Hongtian Star Territory will suffer.

In the end, these two brats are still planning to cause trouble?

And she said it so calmly in front of him?

"Senior, please don't worry about this matter... This is the grudge between me and the Witch God Clan!" Xiao Fan said hurriedly.

"Yes, yes... This is the grudge between our brothers and these forces. Senior brother, please go back." Hui An also said.

"Fuck!!"

The ancestor of Ziyun Temple was so angry that he cursed.