The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

The Daoyin of the Great Emperor, like a nine-day thunder, directly bombarded the old madman's withered Dao heart, and the soul that had been in despair for thousands of years trembled violently.

revenge……

The strength of the entire strongest holy land was unable to shake a single bit, and those fellow sects shed blood one by one without any resistance.

In the end, the beautiful figure shed tears in front of him, leaving him the last beautiful scene of falling after laughing 5.9, he was vividly remembered, and he was even tortured by those pictures every moment.

He couldn't save his classmate, and even she couldn't protect her behind him. Is it really possible to take revenge on a barren and ancient forbidden land that made the entire nine days and ten places fear?

"You still have a chance, trust this Emperor."

Qin Xuanyi pointed at the center of the old madman's eyebrows, and a magical imperial rhyme penetrated directly into the old madman's Sendai from his fingertips, causing the old madman to widen his eyes instantly, and his whole body swelled up into the sky. Coercion.

Great Sage!

If Qin Xuan hadn't waved his hand to imprison these coercion, so that it could not spread out, I am afraid that the entire Qingfeng Town would have been shaken by this fierce coercion.

The outstanding people of the strongest holy land thousands of years ago should not be underestimated.

"emperor……".

Chapter [-] Young and frivolous

In the inn, Duan De has already occupied a table by himself, and is rolling up his sleeves, holding the whole chicken in both hands and gobbling it.

That starving ghost reincarnated really made Ye Fan feel dull and didn't want to walk over and sit with him. Who knew that when Duan De saw him, he raised a greasy arm towards Ye Fan. Swing here:

"Ye Fan, come over for dinner! Daoist is very satisfied with the cook of this inn!"

After speaking, Duan De continued to bury his face on a whole roasted chicken that was still dripping with oil.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched slightly, he walked towards the table under the attention of others in the inn, and then sat gently opposite Duan De.

"Eat it, eat it, Daoye really didn't cheat you this time, these things are damn delicious."

"Aren't you a Taoist...is it really appropriate to have good wine and good meat?"

"After the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, the Taoist is still as calm as water and is not immune to these secular temptations."

Duan De wrinkled his face into a chrysanthemum with a smile, and directly unscrewed 20 fatty chicken legs from the roasted chicken and handed it to Ye Fan.

All the monks who will eat and recuperate in this inn are all cultivators, and everyone eats each other in peace.

Just when Ye Fan thought he could watch a fake Taoist devour a whole plate of wine and vegetables, several other people came in from outside the inn.

Ye Fan turned his head to look over, and found that the person at the head turned out to be a young man of a similar age than himself, with a handsome face, bright eyes and white teeth, soft lines like a woman, and handsome almost enchanting.

Wearing a high-grade Chinese dress on his body, it should be a defensive magic weapon. His long black hair is tied with a white jade hairpin, and the whole person exudes an extraordinary temperament. Family children.

And behind the young man in Chinese clothing, there were two old men who looked like they were very skilled, and they followed the young man expressionlessly.

"Wouldn't it be the rescue soldier that the Jiang family went to move just now?"

Ye Fan joked softly, Duan De wiped the fat from his mouth, looked back at the young man, then shook his head and said:

"Master Dao can figure out that this little girl is definitely not from the Jiang family without pinching his fingers."

"Although people are indeed a little feminine, you don't need to say that they are little girls..."

Ye Fan only thought that Duan De just owed his mouth again, so he didn't think too much.

"Even if it's not the Jiang family, it's not easy to provoke two saints as bodyguards. Daoist can warn you, you must not be impulsive anymore, impulsiveness is the devil."

"If people don't offend me, I don't offend others."

Anyway, these three people didn't target him, and Ye Fan would definitely not be idle and bored to provoke them, and lowered his head to eat.

"Guest officer, three?"

The young man in the inn walked over with a smile and asked the young man in Huafu. The cultivator in front of Huafu looked around at the cultivator who was eating in the inn, but frowned directly:

"Kick all these people out to my son. This inn is covered by my son today."

As soon as these words came out, not only the shop assistant in front of the Huafu teenager was stunned, but other cultivators in the entire inn also put down their chopsticks and wine glasses, and turned to look at the Huafu teenager.

In the entire inn, only Ye Fan and the others were eating at their table as if nothing had happened, and they didn't care what happened in the inn at all.

"Hey, are you a bit arrogant, you brat? We're going to eat here first, why did you say you're going to kick us out?"

A cultivator who was eating in the inn directly patted the table and stood up. A pair of tigers stared at the young man in Chinese clothes and almost smashed his fists. The young man in Chinese clothes glanced at the cultivator contemptuously, but sneered:

"Hmph, even a waste in the realm of Shenqiao dares to talk to this son."

"My son said you are trash."

The young man in Chinese clothing directly raised his head high, and suddenly released a wave of air all over his body to shock the cultivator in front of him backwards. Everyone was shocked. The arrogant young man in front of him was already a Taoist realm. At least two shrines have already started.

With a teacup in his hand, Ye Fan looked at the rippling tea, and raised his brows slightly.

This young man in Chinese clothing seems not only to have a flamboyant personality, but even his cultivation talent is equally astonishing.

It's just that what Ye Fan ignored is that he is also a genius who cultivated to the realm of Taoism at the age of twelve in the eyes of others.

"Compared with this young master, aren't you all trash?"

The young man in Chinese clothing looked at the cultivators in front of him with great disdain. When his eyes moved to a certain table, the young man saw two people sitting at the table eating their own food, ignoring him at all. His eyes suddenly turned sharp.

"Even if you are a genius, but the realm of the Taoist palace is so wild here, don't you take us too seriously?"