Ungodly Evil Spirit

In the camp, bid farewell to Qing Shiyu and others, Ye Fan quietly practiced cross-legged.

Against Huang Wudao, it is impossible to say that there is no pressure.

As the top genius in Purgatory Valley of Honghuangzhai, Huang Wudao is already equal to the top five disciples of Qiankun Palace, no matter how he can estimate it.

Generally speaking, it may be similar to Li Nianyi and others.

If it were placed in the past, when he first entered the Palace of Universe, Ye Fan would not be Huang Wudao's opponent even if he tried his best, but now it is different. He has gotten a lot of chances during this time.

In the battle against Huang Wudao, Ye Fan didn't plan to use the Heavenly Sword anymore. He wanted to use the power of the pure monster race at the moment of much attention.

"boom……"

In the cultivation state, one sitting is a whole day. On this day, a dragon power directly rises into the sky, just like a Qianlong ascending into the sky.

The power of the dragon around Ye Fan gradually dissipated, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I have swallowed four-fifths of such a purple dragon's blood. It should be enough to deal with Huang Wudao!"

Ye Fan murmured to himself, Long Li was his strength against Huang Wudao.

In the battlefield of the competition, there were few people who knew that he had dragon power, except for Xiao Yang and Xuejian who surrendered to him. It would be a great surprise for Huang Wudao then.

...

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Xiang Hai and others all came to Ye Fan's camp.

Walking out of the camp, Ye Fan directly felt the worried eyes projected from everyone.

This time, even Xiao Yang and Xuejian no longer have complete confidence in him.

After all, the opponent is too strong!

"Ye... Lin Feng, are you ready?"

Qing Shiyu looked serious and asked seriously.

"Lead the way!"

Ye Fan nodded towards him and said at the same time.

"Then go!"

In front of everyone, Qing Shiyu couldn't be too obvious, and after a little bit bluntly, she should move forward first.

The territories of the top ten teams are basically located in the center of the battlefield, which is said to be the closest place to the eruption of the dragon vein.

Once the dragon veins appear, they can be noticed for the first time.

However, Ye Fan's visit this time was not for the Dragon Vein, but for the inheritance of the Soul Lord who was no less than the Dragon Vein, and at the same time to avenge Xiangquan.

Although Huang Wudao released Xiangquan, in Ye Fan's heart, it didn't mean that the matter was over.

Whoever dares to provoke him will pay back a hundred times.

"Go, really go!"

"I think Lin Feng is really arrogant this time, challenging Huang Wudao, ha ha..."

"Yes, although Feng Wu was killed, Feng Wu and Huang Wudao are not of the same level at all!"

Seeing Ye Fan and his party set off, all the disciples in the back who had waited for three full days and had not left followed, they left and discussed vigorously.

They originally came to **** the dragon veins, but now they are all attracted by Ye Fan's exaggerated deeds. The person in front of them seems to have more stories than ancient dragon veins.

At the same time, on the other side, outside Huang Wudao's territory, the situation was even more one-sided.

Although Huang Wudao has a bad reputation, he is at least an old and strong, so that the disciples of Honghuangzhai are convinced, and he is afraid of the existence.

All the disciples of the Huangtian Demon Race basically regarded Huang Wudao as an idol. When Qing Shiyu had never appeared, some Qingtian Demon Race disciples did the same.

This shows Huang Wudao's powerful influence.

"If the demon clan saint child loses this battle, I will squat myself here!"

A disciple of the Huangtian Demon Race made a heavy oath outside Huang Wudao's territory.

"Cut, you don’t mean that you didn’t say that. If Lin Feng defeats Huang Wudao, your Huangtian demon genius will become the biggest joke in tens of thousands of years. Then Lin Feng will be promoted to the holy son, and all the holy sons will become A member of the Blue Sky Demon Race!"

A strong demon couldn't help but ridicule.

"This is impossible, but no matter how you calculate it, it is better than your demons!"

The Huangtian Demon Race directly rejected it, and gave a powerful counterattack.

"you……"

The demon disciple was stunned, unable to speak for a while.

After all, among the top three in Purgatory Valley, Yaozu has always occupied two seats.

Feng Wu had the most hope of rushing to the ghost clan, but he died.

"Okay, don't say any more, then Lin Feng seems to be here!"

Another disciple of the Huangtian Demon Race interrupted the two of them.

When this word fell, the end of the crowd was already in a commotion, spontaneously retreated to the sides and gave up a passage.

Ye Fan and others gradually appeared in front of everyone, and gradually walked towards Huang Wudao's territory.

"This person is Lin Feng! There is nothing surprising to look at!"

"Cut, you're only in the middle stage of the ninth stage, you must know that Huang Wudao is about to step into the realm of souls!"

Looking at Lin Feng, who was surrounded by a few people in the center, most of the people present cast a disdainful look.

It is a good thing for a person to have courage, but if you are too courageous, you are reckless. To put it plainly is to die.

"Lin Feng! How strong are you!"

In the corner of the crowd, a Demon Clan disciple had a completely different attitude from everyone, watching Ye Fan's eyes flicker, and he whispered to himself.

This person is Searle who was defeated by Ye Fan. Ye Fan's fame came from him, but it would never end from him.

Searle can be said to have witnessed Ye Fan's growth process from the bottom disciples, to middle disciples, high level disciples, and finally to the peerless genius. Ye Fan challenged step by step without fail.

And Ye Fan's strength has surpassed Searle's cognition time and time again, so Searle didn't want to express any thoughts about this battle, but had a glimmer of hope. He wanted to see Ye Fan's limit.

Facing everyone's pointing and pointing, Ye Fan didn't have any reaction, and the best way to shut them up was to defeat Huang Wudao in front of them.

"Holy Son, he is coming!"

In the camp inside the territory, a disciple came to report.

Huang Wudao nodded, did not speak, got up and went to the outsider.

Seeing Huang Wudao appear, everyone immediately became excited and cheered: "Holy Son, take this person within three moves, otherwise we will be disappointed in you!"

"Nonsense, what three tricks? One trick is enough for the Saint to deal with him!"

The people who cheered were basically from the Yellow Sky Demon Clan, and the other parties were silent, but their eyes were fixed. Even if they were from the Blue Sky Demon Clan, Ye Fan was not optimistic.

"Holy Son Huang Wudao? I must have waited a long time!"

Ye Fan came out of the territory and smiled faintly at Huang Wudao.

"There is no sooner or later to die, you should be the one who should be worried about time!"

Huang Wudao's eyes were extremely sharp, as if he wanted to see Ye Fan through in an instant.

"Hehe, the Son is really funny, I don't know how long the Son wants to live?"

Ye Fanyun said lightly.

"Hey..."

As soon as this remark came out, all the cheers stopped, and the scene suddenly became audible.

Lin Feng would ask such a ridiculous question!