Son-in-law, God-Emperor

The ancient demon ancestor flew to the demon lord and asked: "Are you okay?!"

"It's okay, thank you for your concern, ancestor." The demon lord clasped his fists and looked ugly.

The Ancient Demon Ancestor had a dark face, nodded, and didn't say much.

The Ancient Demon Ancestor naturally knew about the demon lord refining the magic beads from the God and Demon Tower.

The Ancient Demon Ancestor was naturally angry because he secretly refined the Ancient Demon God Clan's treasure without obeying his own orders.

The most hateful thing is that after refining the treasure of the Ancient Demon God Clan, the other party is no match for Xiao Fan.

This made the ancient demon ancestor angry and felt that the demon lord was embarrassed and useless.

Also in the same situation is Lang Wujie.

But the ancestor of the Ancient Wolf Immortal Clan is not here, so his situation is much better.

Lang Wujie hated Xiao Fan to the core, and he was also convinced. He knew very well that he was no match for Xiao Fan. If the two sides fought with all their strength, he would be defeated in the end.

"Recuperate for seven days...Those who are not eliminated will compete." At this time, Holy Lord Kongchen appeared in the air and spoke slowly.

Hearing this, everyone clasped their fists and saluted, and then dispersed.

Returning to the other courtyard, Patriarch Qingyun was happy but also depressed.

Except for Xiao Fan and a few others, the other Qingyun Academy disciples who entered the secret realm were killed less than half a day after entering. .M

You know, that was the most outstanding disciple of Qingyun Academy, and he was just gone.

Ancestor Qingyun originally wanted to ask Xiao Fan something, but he hesitated and finally did not go.

Fast forward, three days later...

at night.

Xiao Fan was sitting cross-legged and meditating in the secret room.

Suddenly, an illusory light and shadow appeared in front of him.

Xiao Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and while retreating, he took out the Tianming Sword and planned to take action.

"Haha... little friend, there is no need to be afraid." The light and shadow that appeared in the secret room spoke slowly.

After hearing the other party's voice clearly, Xiao Fan was startled: "I've met senior."

The light and shadow smiled and turned into an old man with gray hair and childish face.

This person's voice is the voice of the Holy Ancestor Kongchen in the Shenmen Secret Realm.

"Haha... little friend, no need to be polite, come and have a chat." Saint Ancestor Kongchen said with a smile.

Xiao Fan nodded and sat opposite Saint Ancestor Kongchen.

Xiao Fan was calm on the surface, but he was very alert in his heart and was ready to use the power of fate at any time.

"Haha... King of Ten Thousand Soldiers, come out and have a chat. Are you planning to avoid seeing your old friend?" Saint Ancestor Kongchen said with a smile.

"Old friend? Ha! I'm just a divine thought."

The next moment, the ancient painting suddenly appeared, and an old man with a majestic appearance walked out of it, it was the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers.

"Haha... Even if it is a spiritual thought, it is also the divine thought of an old friend." Holy Ancestor Kongchen said with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, a pot of fine spiritual tea appeared.

"Hmph! If that's the case, then I will chat with you." King Wanbing smiled and sat next to Xiao Fan.

Holy Ancestor Kongchen was not angry either, thinking that the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers should have this temper.

Holy Ancestor Kongchen poured tea for Xiao Fan and King Wanbing, and finally filled a cup for himself.

"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Holy Ancestor Kongchen looked at the King of Ten Thousand Arms.

"Yes! And there are many." King Wanbing nodded.

"Haha... I also want to ask you something." Holy Ancestor Kongchen smiled, took a sip, looked at Xiao Fan and hesitated to speak.

The meaning of Holy Ancestor Kongchen is very obvious, he intends to let Xiao Fan leave.

"He doesn't need to leave! He is the descendant of the ancient burial." King Wanbing spoke in a low voice and took a sip of tea.

Hearing this, Saint Ancestor Kongchen was stunned for a moment and looked at Xiao Fan deeply: "Not bad! Such a talent! The ancient burial heir is very good."

Xiao Fan had no expression on his face, thinking in his mind what the ancient burial heir meant.

"King of Ten Thousand Soldiers, if you want to ask anything, just ask." Saint Ancestor Kongchen said with a smile.

"I...where did I go?!" The King of Ten Thousand Soldiers said in a deep voice: "I can feel that my body is still alive, but it is no longer there. I don't know where I went."

Hearing this, Xiao Fan also became interested. This matter may be related to the decline of the ancient burial holy land.

"Where have you been? Sorry, I don't know either." Holy Ancestor Kongchen shook his head: "Actually, I'm also curious! Where have you all gone?"

"The Holy Land of Ancient Burials...why did it decline?!" King Wanbing asked again.

"Mysterious strong men came. They passed through the formation and caught the Ancient Burial Holy Land off guard. Before those powerful killing formations were activated, most of the strong men were slaughtered... That battle was very tragic. , when I rushed to the Holy Land of Ancient Burials, the overall situation was decided..." Holy Ancestor Kongchen slowly spoke and told the truth that he knew.

The King of Ten Thousand Soldiers' face became increasingly gloomy, and his body was filled with murderous intent.

"Damn... this happened!" King of Ten Thousand Soldiers gritted his teeth: "Those people? Didn't you catch any of them? Who are they?!"

"I don't know. It's very strong. It's very weird... Appeared suddenly and left suddenly. Not even the body was seen." Holy Ancestor Kongchen shook his head: "In the end, I couldn't even capture their breath. ”

"Aura? You can't even capture the aura?!" King Wanbing was shocked.