Ungodly Evil Spirit

After Ye Fan walked down the mountain in the trial hall, just as he was about to leave, he saw two middle-aged people already appearing in front of him.

"Hallmaster?" Looking at the two in front of him, Ye Fan was puzzled, wondering what else Nan Hua and Mo Xue had at this moment.

"Ye Fan, this place is located in the very deep part of the Lingxiao Hall. It is very remote. Let me and I take you out!" Nan Hua said lightly, looking at Ye Fan's eyes with a hint of appreciation.

"Then there are two hall masters, Lao!" Ye Fan was indeed a little confused about the road here, and he immediately responded.

Two days later, a familiar basin gradually appeared in front of Ye Fan, where the disciples lived.

"Ye Fan, you have a heavenly sword in your hand and powerful martial skills. The future is boundless. You must be able to reach the Lingxiao Immortal Mountain, but you must also be careful about some greedy people snatching the heavenly sword and martial skills. Mo Xue and I are very optimistic about you!"

At the time of leaving, Nanhua praised Ye Fan specially, which was also a piece of advice.

After all, the Lingxiao Palace is a place where Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons are located. When you come here, you will definitely know what it means to be outsiders, there are heavens outside.

After thanking Nanhua, Ye Fan finally set foot on his residence.

At this moment in the evening, there weren't many people walking around in the entire Sundering Disciple's residence, presumably they had already begun to practice, and no one noticed Ye Fan's return.

"Crunch!"

The door opened, and Ye Fan walked into the room, but his steps seemed a bit slow.

Since Brunei's death, this place has become more empty, and Ye Fan lived alone next.

With a little sadness, Ye Fan slowly sat on his big bed, and did not immediately step into the cultivation state, but his thoughts fell into memories.

After going to the ancient sword pavilion, too many things happened in just a few months, Linglong changed his mind, Xiao Lai went to death, Ye Meng reappeared, until the final trial of the sect.

In these things, Ye Fan faced death almost every time, but he survived by chance, relying on himself and others.

"Lingxiao Mountain, when will the dream of breaking through Lingxiao come true?"

During self-reflection, Ye Fan suddenly raised his head and sighed softly. As long as he was in the High Heaven Palace, he would not forget this goal. This was the biggest vision Kong Lao gave him.

"The next Lingxiao Grand Ceremony will be held again in two months. This time I must enter the Po Tian Temple... even the Profound Palace of Gods!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth and swore.

With his current strength, he has long been out of the scope of the Palace of Splitting the Earth, and may be able to ride one or two in the Hall of Po Heaven. After all, the ancient sword pavilion has brought him too many opportunities.

And Ye Meng allowed him to be recognized by the Dao of Heaven, to drop the Purple Heavenly Thunder into his body, and to understand the four elements of the world. This kind of opportunity is really imaginable.

"And the Ye Family, when I enter the Profound Hall of God, I will meet you!"

During the analysis, Ye Fan suddenly remembered another enemy of his own. As long as the magical world fist was on him for a day, the Ye family would not give up, and sooner or later they would trouble him.

In terms of Ye Fan's comprehensive strength at the moment, he can at most deal with the Vientiane Realm. As for the second layer, there is basically no chance of winning. Therefore, in a short time, he is still not an opponent of the extraordinary Imperial City Ye Family.

After all, when the realm reaches the back, in addition to being more difficult to improve, the gap in strength will also be greater.

"I hope I can rise to the eighth peak before the Lingxiao Ceremony!" Ye Fan muttered to himself. The existence of Tu Daodan made his cultivation only obstacles to the realm, and the eighth peak was only an opportunity.

After setting the goal of entering the Potian Temple or even the Profound Hall of Gods, Ye Fan finally closed his eyes and stepped into the cultivation state. The spiritual energy and demon energy around his body were filled, and he was inhaled into his body together.

In the battle with Ye Meng, Ye Fan benefited a lot, and he also understood the true mystery of the fellow practitioners of the Demon Profound. It's a pity that even though he was so strong at this moment, he still couldn't achieve what he thought.

So far, Ye Fan can only rely on the blood of the demon clan to exude demon power, which is completely different from the demon cultivator in the normal state.

Ye Fan couldn't condense the demon power, so naturally he couldn't make a real fusion with the profound way power. The previous combination was at best a martial skill coordination.

Ye Fan had already consulted the evil elder on the issue of demon power. He could only blame the requirements of the Ten Thousand Demon Code for being too high. Standard, there is no demon power in the body.

Specifically, Ye Fan is not actually a demon cultivator at the moment, but can only be regarded as a special existence that can use the martial arts of the demon clan. The true power of the Ten Thousand Demon Code has not been revealed until now.

However, the three secret skills of the demon clan, Scarlet Inch Light, Demon Aegis, and Demon God's Blood Feather, are enough to make Ye Fan smash the wind and the clouds, almost reaching the point of rare rivals in the same realm.

In addition to many extremely high-growth mysterious skills, Ye Fan's future path is truly limitless, but it also requires his own hard work...

Ye Fan's practice has always been crazy, and this sitting is three days and three nights.

In three days, Ye Fan's deeds in the Judgment Hall had almost spread throughout the entire High Heaven Hall.

For the Northern Territory kid who dared to clamor in the trial hall and was eventually acquitted, everyone in the High Hall held a trace of surprise.

At the beginning, Ye Fan was not well-known, and only had a nickname in the Migratory Locust Hall.

But now, his name has spread throughout the entire High Heaven Hall, whether it is notorious or good, it is considered to be well-known.

After all, for thousands of years, no one has been able to get out of the trial hall. Ye Fan set this precedent.

Ye Fan naturally didn't know what happened to the outside world, and he didn't withdraw from the practice until the bottleneck changed.

Ye Fan is not an eager person. It is a good thing that the bottleneck is loosened, but it must be done step by step, otherwise it will only be counterproductive.

Pushing the door and walking out of the house, it was early in the morning, and the air was fresh, sweeping away Ye Fan's fatigue.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the surroundings. There was a quiet house erected there. It was the place where Shadow Moon lived, but now this girl has moved away and officially followed Qian Qiu Yuan on the journey of penance.

The passing of Brunei and the departure of Shadow Moon made Ye Fan a long-lost feeling of loneliness.

After sighing, Ye Fan withdrew his gaze and gradually walked towards the tavern right in front of his residence.

The strong in the late stage of the Guardian Stage can almost avoid the intake of grains and use the power of Tianyuan as the basis for the movement of the body, but eating still has not been discarded by many cultivators, but has become a boring pastime in cultivation. .

Originally, after practicing, Brunei would prepare meals for Ye Fan, but at this moment, Ye Fan could only go there by himself.

In the early morning, there were very few people eating in the restaurant, and Ye Fan flew directly in the direction of the Migratory Locust Palace after a feast.

The reason for this rush is that there are naturally very important things to do, which is also a necessary prerequisite for him to accomplish his goal.