The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

"What do you think, this saintess of Tianxuan was the first saintess recognized by everyone in Donghuang. Not only is she beautiful, but her talents are even more impressive to Tianjiao. One of our ancestors once pursued her. "

Ji Changfeng explained beside Ye Fan.

"The elders are not opponents. If there is no way to suppress the saintess of Tianxuan, there will be other desert slaves."

For the first time, Jiang Yifei's always elegant and calm face became solemn, and he flew directly to chase after Saintess Tianxuan. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Jiang Yifei turned around and sacrificed a small pagoda.

Although it looks simple and unremarkable, it makes people feel that Jiang Yifei's hands are like a piece of heaven and earth, full of fierce and terrifying coercion, and he directly moves towards the sacred mountain, a barren and ancient forbidden land.

Under the impact of violent energy fluctuations, Ye Fan was deeply shocked when he saw the small tower in Jiang Yifei's hands.

The appearance of that small tower is nine points similar to the mysterious small tower lying in the depths of his own sea of ​​misery!

"Isn't that a barren tower?" Ji Changfeng exclaimed, his tone full of disbelief.

"Nonsense, there is no trace of the barren pagoda until now, how could it be obtained by my Jiang family? It's just a defective product made by us imitating the barren pagoda for many years."

Another girl from the Jiang family next to her directly retorted.

"You must know that the real barren tower will last forever. It is rumored that even immortals can be killed. After being taken away by the demon emperor, they disappeared. If it can be copied successfully, how can it be called the treasure of the human race? But this defective product It is also enough to exert a power comparable to the realm of a quasi-emperor."

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Ye Fan sucked in a breath of cold air, everyone glanced at him but thought he was ignorant, never thought that what shocked Ye Fan was the small tower in his sea of ​​misery.

The barren pagoda, the most precious treasure of the human race, was taken away by the original demon emperor...

The small tower that I accidentally got in the tomb of the demon emperor, wouldn't it be the desolate tower they said?

Ye Fan coughed a few times but didn't say much, just concealed his expression.

After all, the small tower has not moved since it entered Ye Fan's bitter sea, and Ye Fan has no way to determine whether it is the barren tower.

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The old men of all major forces retreated, only Jiang Yifei, who was sacrificing the imitation of the barren tower, greeted the saintdess Tianxuan, and the supreme coercion rolling from the small tower made the face of the saintess Tianxuan finally appear. A touch of emotion.

Luo Qi moved lightly, and the figure of Saintess Tianxuan was already flying backwards, so she didn't dare to confront the small tower in Jiang Yifei's hands at all.

Seeing that Saintess Tianxuan was afraid of the small tower in her hands, Jiang Yifei smiled confidently and directly threw the small tower at Saintess Tianxuan.

The small tower, which was no more than the size of a palm, directly penetrated the void, and instantly came to the head of Saintess Tianxuan, and the bottom of the tower directly suppressed it.

The strong coercion made the Holy Maiden Tianxuan imprisoned between heaven and earth. Under her feet was the abyss of the holy mountain. The small tower above her head emitted a golden light, becoming stronger and stronger, and finally formed a nine-story high. The phantom of the tower shrouded Saintess Tianxuan in it.

A burst of dazzling light caused Ye Fan and the others to close their eyes. When the light dissipated, the shadow of the nine-story tower had turned into a golden light that surrounded the entire holy mountain.

The body of Holy Maiden Tianxuan fell weakly towards the bottom of the abyss of the holy mountain, and it seemed that she had been successfully suppressed back to the abyss of the holy mountain by the only attack of the small tower.

The small tower, which had dimmed and disappeared, also flew back into Jiang Yifei's hands.

Jiang Yifei sighed as he looked at the little tower in his hand that had lost its function, then turned and flew towards the team.

"Everyone, let's leave the ancient forbidden land quickly."

Chapter three hundred and ninety seventh terrifying servant

Jiang Yifei took out the Jiang family's imitation of the barren pagoda and successfully suppressed Saintess Tianxuan, and beat her back to the bottom of the abyss of the holy mountain.

However, apart from the fat Taoist Duan De, who was not at the saint level, the elders of other forces were exhausted, which was the early stage of Dragon Transformation.

Moreover, without the forbidden weapons that the ancestors of the family had cultivated, their cultivation would not have much effect.

"According to Second Young Master Jiang's suggestion, let's leave as soon as possible. Even the forbidden weapon can't hurt Huangnu, and we can't support it at all."

Several old men who had just been spared in the battle with Saintess Tianxuan nodded in agreement with Jiang Yifei's suggestion, and then tacitly glanced at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't say anything on the surface, but he knew very well that these people were planning on himself. After all, only he had successfully climbed the holy "three or four zero" mountain, and only he had the holy medicine and the divine spring water.

"Well, this is for the two of you."

Ye Fan wiped his hands, took out two jade bottles and six fruits from his sea of ​​bitterness, and handed them to Xia Jiuyou and Duan De directly.

"Mother, it's still the little donor, you are righteous, and the Taoist is very optimistic about you!"

The fat Taoist Duan De, whose eyes were already shining, unceremoniously took the jade bottle containing the divine spring water and three crystal berries, and shoved it into his arms with a smile.

Xia Jiuyou, on the other hand, looked at Ye Fan with a complicated expression, raised his head proudly and just wanted to refuse, but Ye Fan shoved Shenquan and crystal berries into his hands without saying a word.

When the two's hands touched, Xia Jiuyou suddenly screamed, and jumped back, her fair face turned red.

"You, you, what are you doing?"

"Send it to you."

Ye Fan's face was inexplicable, he handed him the holy medicine and the divine spring water again, but he slandered in his heart, could it be that this son of your family has never touched anyone else's hand?

"Thank you..."

Xia Jiuyou's expression was still very strange, but he still took the holy medicine and divine spring water, with excitement and happiness in his eyes, it seemed that these things were really needed for him.

Ye Fan smiled: "I'm older than you now, and we have the same cultivation base. It seems that you can't beat me."

"Hmph, you can wait for this son, we are tall and long."

Xia Jiuyou raised her head with confidence and pride on her face.

Ye Fan smiled and said nothing. He believed that as long as he continued to practice the "Dao Jing" and the last golden paper, he would one day stand at the top.

Only I can control my own destiny!

Seeing that Ye Fan blatantly took out the holy medicine and gave it to people, whether it was the Ji family Jiang family, or the cultivators of several other forces all looked straight.