The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Ye Fan took a closer look at these incomplete buildings and found that these nearly developed buildings and streets extended radially from one direction to all directions, as if that direction was the center of the ruins of an entire ancient city.

Finding the truth about the ancient city, or to satisfy his doubts, makes Ye Fan more motivated than finding a treasure.

There seemed to be a voice in his heart telling himself that maybe he would soon know the truth of the ruins.

"Come on, let's keep going forward."

Ye Fan turned his head and glanced at Ji Ziyue, who was just like shopping, and then strode towards what might be the city center.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Ji Ziyue, who was bored, watched Ye Fan leave herself behind, and quickly chased after him, leaving a clear bell ringing in the quiet ancient city, which echoed for a long time. .

Chapter four hundred and forty-two willful little moon

While other cultivators were still looking for possible opportunities in the ruins of the ancient city, Ye Fan had already determined a certain correct direction.

"Why are you running so fast?"

Ji Ziyue chased Ye Fan all the way, and finally even shouted impatiently.

The daughter of the dignified Ji family is also known as the cultivation of talents from the sky. When have you received this kind of treatment?

Looking at Ye Fan's back, Ji Ziyue's eyes flashed a sly light.

"Ouch."

Hearing the sudden call from behind, Ye Fan stopped abruptly and turned around, seeing a purple figure sitting on the ground, looking at himself eagerly.

Ji Ziyue sat paralyzed on the ground, a small section of her white and flawless calf was exposed under the purple skirt, she groaned "Ouch, Ouch", "Nine Zero Three", while rubbing her feet with her hands, she raised her head to face Ye Fan Say:

"I fell, please help me up."

Ye Fan: "..."

Even a dignified cultivator could stumble and fall to the ground. Ye Fan would never believe anything like this.

Thinking of the reputation others gave to this little ancestor of the Ji family, Ye Fan couldn't help feeling a little chilly.

Come on, isn't this little girl planning to create something else?

Although vigilant in his heart, Ye Fan still walked over, stretched out a hand and said to Ji Ziyue:

"You should be the only monk who stumbled in the entire history of the Eastern Wilderness."

"You actually dare to run on the future Purple Moon Saint, believe it or not, I will beat you into a pig's head now?"

Ye Fan rolled her eyes at her and pulled Ji Ziyue up from the ground with a sullen heart. I have to say that this little girl's hand was still quite soft to the touch.

"Hey, is that enough?"

Ji Ziyue clenched her silver teeth lightly, revealing two beautiful dimples.

Those hateful eyes caused a few drops of cold sweat to ooze out of Ye Fan's forehead, and he let go of Ji Ziyue's hand and turned to leave.

In front of you, you can see a huge building similar to the city square sitting there not far away.

Several tall and majestic incomplete stone pillars were erected around the square, clearly visible, but there was a black river directly blocking it in the middle.

Before Ye Fan took a few steps, he felt a burning sensation suddenly coming from his ankle, and Ye Fan, who was already vigilant in his heart, reacted instantly.

He directly bent and jumped high, turned a circle in the air, and grabbed the golden whip that climbed up to his ankle with his right hand, and held the end of the whip tightly in his hand.

The huge tearing force came from the long whip in his hand, Ye Fan's eyes stared, and blood rushed from his body, and the roar of the Taoist palace transmitted the divine power to his right hand, and firmly grasped the long whip.

Ji Ziyue, who started quietly, stuck out her tongue at Ye Fan without hesitation, with a sly smile on her face.

In her hand, she was still holding the handle of the long whip.

She originally planned to use this magic weapon to hang Ye Fan directly, at least the strength of Ye Fan's Hualong realm was not enough to break the shackles of a holy soldier.

I didn't expect Ye Fan's reaction to be so quick. This was the first time that Ji Ziyue's little trick was noticed.

"I've changed my mind. When I catch you and meet Brother Haoyue and the others, hehehehe, all the magic weapons on your body are mine."

"I don't have any magic weapon on me."

"Come on, I know you must have a treasure hidden on you."

"Hey, I heard that you have been in the tomb of the demon emperor, right? Could it be that the aura of the demon clan in you is the secret treasure in the tomb of the demon emperor?"

As soon as Ji Ziyue's voice fell, the long whip was instantly released, and a golden figure rushed towards Ji Ziyue, the divine power gathered into a flame that enveloped Ye Fan's fist, and he did not hesitate to move towards Ji Ziyue. Ji Ziyue was smashed.

He didn't want to embarrass anyone, but this little witch was not only scheming, but also so clever. If she leaked the secret that she had the heart of a demon emperor on her body, it was estimated that the ruins of the ancient city would be targeted again by big figures of various forces.

Right now, he doesn't mind getting rid of Ji Ziyue at all.

"You actually want to bully me?"

The golden bell above Ji Ziyue's head rang, and the two jade hands directly lifted up to meet Ye Fan's fist.

Under the collision, the already dilapidated building next to it was hit by the golden light and collapsed again, and the smoke and dust shrouded the whole place.

Although Ji Ziyue is a bit naughty and self-willed, in terms of realm, she can't be Ye Fan's opponent after all.

In order to catch Ye Fan who would not move the killer, he suppressed Ji Ziyue with his bare hands and let her complain while fighting, constantly complaining that Ye Fan was too heavy, causing more and more cold sweat on Ye Fan's head.

"Please, this is fighting..."