Son-in-law, God-Emperor

Hou Yangbiao looked back and forth at Xiao Fan, always with a smile on his face and rubbing his hands.

Just now Xiao Fan killed the first ancestor of the Witch God Clan and the first ancestor of the Weiyang Clan, and all the holy-level magical weapons in their hands fell into Xiao Fan's hands. Hou Yangbiao saw the process clearly.

"Little friend Xiao, um..." Hou Yangbiao winked with a smile and hinted at Xiao Fan.

"Which one?" Xiao Fan said lightly.

"Magical weapon, magical weapon...did you forget it?" Hou Yangbiao reminded him immediately.

"I didn't forget, I will give it to you later."

Xiao Fan said lightly that the holy-level magic weapon has a spirit. It can be given to Hou Yangbiao, but it will have to wait until the spirit of the holy-level magic weapon is swallowed up by the weapon spirit of Heaven and Earth.

"Um...you're not going to default on your debt, are you?" Hou Yangbiao asked tentatively, staring at Xiao Fan with an unfriendly expression.

"If I want to default on my debt, I can just do it honestly..." Xiao Fan said calmly.

"That's right." After hearing this, Hou Yangbiao was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

Xiao Fan's strength can compete with him, and he has no worries about taking action, unlike Hou Yangbiao who is worried about attracting strong men from higher realms.

"Don't worry. When things here are over, you come with me and I will give it to you naturally." Xiao Fan said.

"Okay." Hou Yangbiao hesitated and nodded.

Although he didn't know where Xiao Fan asked him to go, since Xiao Fan promised to give him a holy magic weapon, it seems that the other party will not lie!

"Okay, I'm leaving..." Yang Yun smiled bitterly.

"Senior Yang Yun, don't you need a holy magic weapon? I can give you a few of them later," Xiao Fan said.

Yang Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "No, thank you for your kindness."

"Okay, farewell." Xiao Fan clasped his fists.

Yang Yun tore out a gap of flames and left the place.

After Yang Yun left, Hou Yangbiao said with a smile: "Boy, you just said you would give Yang Yun some magic weapons. Since he doesn't want them, then give them to me..."

"...No." Xiao Fan felt that Hou Yangbiao was really thick-skinned.

"You, you, you...how many are you going to give me?" Hou Yangbiao asked in confusion.

"One piece." Xiao Fan said lightly.

"Boy, the Witch God Clan and the Weiyang Clan asked me to help before, but they promised me five pieces!!" Hou Yangbiao's voice was a little louder.

"Hahaha... Wasn't I there just now? Don't you know what happened?" Xiao Fan sneered.

"This... okay!" Hou Yangbiao nodded helplessly and sighed.

If he had left just now, there would be no holy-level magic weapon left.

Xiao Fan promised to give him one, so just take one...it's better than nothing.

Xiao Fan smiled bitterly and looked towards the hidden galaxy in the distance. Several strong men in the Heaven-Stepping Realm had left one after another.

They will appear here, on the one hand, they want to see what the outcome will be for the Wushen Clan and the Weiyang Clan.

On the other hand, I want to see how terrifying Xiao Fan is now!

Now that they have seen it, they can all go back...

Even the ancestors of the Huntian Clan have left and are going back to discuss the next countermeasures with the ancestors of the First King Clan and the Thousand-Hand God Clan.

In the darkness, there were not only strong men from the Heaven-Stepping Realm, but also strong men sent by the major races, and even the ancestors of some major forces came in person.

The ancestor of Ziyun Temple appeared at this time, hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and came to Xiao Fan's side.

"Amitabha, donor Xiao, we haven't seen you for many years, how are you?" The ancestor of Ziyun Temple made a direct bow to the Buddha after seeing Xiao Fan.

"Hehehe...Old monk, I've been watching you for a long time. I thought you wouldn't show up." Xiao Fan said with a smile, and he was an acquaintance with the old monk.

"Well... Donor Xiao was joking. Isn't it reasonable to show up and say hello when you meet an old friend?" The old monk said with a smile, then he looked at Hou Yangbiao, clasped his hands and saluted. : "I've met Senior Hou."

"Little bald donkey, you don't have much strength..." Hou Yangbiao said with a smile, not sparing any face for the old monk.

"This... poor monk has always focused on practicing Buddhism, so he has neglected it. He has neglected it." The old monk said awkwardly. He did not dare to offend Hou Yangbiao, a strong man in the Heaven-Stepping Realm.

Hou Yangbiao didn't want to pay attention to the old monk. He disappeared and left Xiao Fan and the old monk to talk on their own.

After Hou Yangbiao left, the old monk looked at the two bloody ancestral stars, clasped his hands together, and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha... May all living beings reach bliss as soon as possible."

Seeing the old monk's compassionate look, Xiao Fan smiled bitterly: "What are you doing here?"

Xiao Fan didn't believe that the old monk ran to Xiao Fan just to say hello.

"Um...Donor Xiao, I have actually wanted to find you for a long time, but I just never had the chance." The old monk said awkwardly, his face turning red.

"Looking for me?" Xiao Fan wondered: "What's the matter?"

"Well... Hui An, what did he say when he left?" the old monk said with a smile.