Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Brother Ye Fan, what are you..."

Xiao Di was carried by Ye Fan, and when he heard what Ye Fan said, he also appeared confused and surprised.

Originally, he was ready to sacrifice.

"Xiao Di, no one of us is Hong Long's opponent nowadays, only you can beat him!"

Ye Fan said with a serious face.

"but I……"

Xiao Di wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Fan directly, "I have a priceless treasure that can help you break through Wuyuan and get the inheritance of the God of War!"

"What...what?"

Hearing this, Xiao Di was suddenly startled, and his eyes became more confused.

"You accept this thing!"

While Ye Fan was talking, he stretched out his hand and placed it on his dantian, and pulled it with a virtual grip. A dazzling beam of light was gradually taken out by him.

As soon as the beam of light appeared, a huge force of Wuyuan suddenly rose into the sky, briefly dissipating the surrounding devil energy.

"What a strong power, this is the breath of a high-grade Wuyuan strong man!"

Feeling this light beam, the many powerful people below all showed horrified eyes.

There are not many Wuyuan experts in the ancient realm, but there are only a handful of them who can reach the high-grade Wuyuan realm.

"Soul breath!"

At the same time, Hong Long, who had been chasing Ye Fan and Xiao Di, stopped for the first time, with a hint of caution on his face.

At this moment, his soul is weak, and if a high-grade Wuyuan soul cultivator appears, it can completely kill him.

"This...this is the root of Wuyuan, Ye Fan actually possesses the power of inheritance from a superior Wuyuan expert!"

In the huge force of Wuyuan, someone saw the full picture of the beam of light and immediately recognized the identity of this thing.

"Could Ye Fan want to use Wu Yuan's roots to help Xiao Di break through?"

After the members of the Xuanhuang clan identified Wuyuan's roots, they had conjectures in their hearts.

"Hey, if Ye Fan really did this, he would really pay too much for the Xuanhuang clan. The Wuyuan roots of this high-grade Wuyuan powerhouse are really scarce, let alone a soul powerhouse!"

Patriarch Xuanhuang sighed at this moment, his eyes flushed.

Ye Fan's move really made him see a glimmer of hope from despair.

"It turned out to be the root of Wuyuan, it's no big deal, I still have to die!"

Hong Long breathed a sigh of relief and continued to rush in the direction of both Ye Fan.

On the back mountain, Ye Fan had already brought Xiao Di here through this gap.

"Brother Ye Fan, this thing is too precious, you can use it yourself, and then escape!"

Facing the roots of Wuyuan given by Ye Fan, Xiao Di was frightened and afraid to accept it at will.

"Xiao Di, I cannot use this thing for some reasons, and I promised the patriarch that I must help the Xuanhuang clan to resolve this crisis!"

Ye Fan explained briefly, and persuaded Xiao Di to accept it.

"but……"

Xiao Di glanced at Wu Yuanzhigen, and still had many worries in his heart.

This thing can completely make an ordinary person walk on top of the void.

"You are a descendant of the God of War. You can save everyone today. You are qualified to use this thing. Hong Long has already been killed. You really have no time to think about it!"

Ye Fan became anxious when he noticed the black light coming from his body.

The root of Wuyuan was his last countermeasure. Ye Fan didn't want to give it out as a last resort, but now in order to save his life, plus the Xuanhuang clan, Ye Fan can only do this.

"Brother Ye Fan, I represent the Xuanhuang clan, thanks!"

During his thoughts, Xiao Di gradually covered his eyes with tears, and bowed deeply to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan couldn't stop the move. After bowing, Xiao Di took the root of Wu Yuan into his body and quickly absorbed it.

"It's so affectionate and righteous, Ye Fan, you really keep bringing me surprises!"

The moment after Xiao Di swallowed the roots of Wuyuan, Hong Long also came to the back mountain, talking about yin and yang strange aura.

"Hong Long, you have always claimed to be innate ancient demon, arrogant and arrogant, now that your true enemy is about to appear, can you dare to fight with him again?"

Ye Fan subconsciously stood in front of Xiao Di, and the Thick Earth Demon Talisman had already called out, protecting the bodies of both parties.

"Ye Fan, you don't need to motivate me, I can't let him get the mantle of God of War!"

Hong Long snorted, and the magical power appeared overwhelmingly, rushing directly towards Ye Fan and two of them.

Hong Long's magic power was like a turbulent wave, constantly beating Ye Fan's thick soil demon talisman, causing cracks on the surface of the demon talisman to appear in an instant.

In front of an overly powerful enemy, the Thick Earth Demon Talisman could hardly guarantee that Ye Fan would be completely immortal. Moreover, Ye Fan had to protect the growing Xiao Di.

After devouring the roots of Wuyuan, Xiao Di was constantly breaking through, and he had already reached the late stage of the ancient sage in the blink of an eye.

"Chong, you must protect Xiao Di if you fight this old life today!"

Ye Fan brought new hope to the Xuanhuang clan, so many of the Xuanhuang clan were all beaten up with blood and rushed towards the back mountain frantically.

"A group of mobs, you have no chance!"

When Hong Long's main combat power was transferred to the back mountain, the value of many powerful demons finally appeared.

This time there is no need for Hong Long to order, Zhu Rong has already brought many powerful demons to stand in front of the Xuanhuang people.

Many powerful demons are also very crazy at the moment. If the God of War reappears, it will be a disaster for them.

"kill……"

Suddenly, the emergence of Wu Yuanzhi's roots caused the war to enter a second white-hot.

However, the most dangerous thing is still on the back mountain, in the monstrous magic power, Ye Fan is really hard to resist.

The Thick Earth Demon Talisman had broken dozens of times in a short time, which also made Ye Fan's complexion extremely pale.

Using the Sifang Demon Talisman was too consuming mental power, and at this moment Ye Fan's mental power was not much left.

"Boy, see when you can last!"

Hong Long continued to release his magic power, and the offensive was violent one after another.

"I...I will never let you succeed!"

Ye Fan's eyelids became a little heavy, but still gritted his teeth.

"If you die, you have to be stiff!"

Hong Long saw Ye Fan's state and couldn't help but sneered.

"Patriarch, Ye Fan is dying, what should I do?"

The Xuanhuang people in the fierce battle below have been paying attention to the movement of the back mountain at this moment, and even they can see that Ye Fan has been weakened to the extreme.

"It's not easy for the little friend Ye Fan to survive until now. I hope there will be a miracle, otherwise it is true that the sky will destroy my Xuanhuang!"

Chief Xuanhuang looked at Ye Fan's figure, with admiration and emotion in his eyes.

"Yes, Xiao Di's breath is only one step away from Wuyuan realm..."

Elder Yu nodded and looked at Ye Fan and Xiao's second person, his eyes flickering constantly.

The crisis is coming to the heads of Ye Fan and Xiao Di, but for some reason, the Xuanhuang patriarch and others have already developed some confidence in Ye Fan and Xiao Di at this moment.

Especially Ye Fan, the former has taken them to find hope from despair.

If they lose again, the clan chief Xuanhuang and others can only sigh injustice.

"Wow..."

Under Ye Fan's desperate situation, what covered Ye Fan was not only the infinite darkness brought by magic, but also the precarious snow.

The wind and snow at this moment seemed to have become a lot more violent, like the roar of a giant.