Ungodly Evil Spirit

With the Dragon Divine Body skill, the man could no longer control Ye Fan with his breath alone. He had to take action if he wanted to stop him.

And Ye Fan bet that the man didn't dare to take action. After all, this is the Tongtian Pavilion, and no one dares to make trouble.

"Boy, you will definitely regret it!"

The man looked at Ye Fan bitterly. Under the pressure of Ye Fan's physical strength, his body could only deviate by half a minute.

If he is stronger than his body, he is definitely not Ye Fan's opponent.

"Leave your name, and wait for me to step into Lingxiao Xianshan someday, and be the first to kill you!"

When Ye Fan stepped onto the stairs, he suddenly said aloud, but he didn't look back.

"Step on the fairy mountain! Hahahaha!" Hearing what Ye Fan said, the man laughed in anger, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. After a long laugh, he said: "My name is Mo Feng, waiting for your revenge, but When you step out of Tsutenkaku, let's save your life first!"

Mo Feng's words were threatening, and they also gave Ye Fan a strange feeling.

This person's tone seemed to be in control of his next situation.

Without talking any more, Ye Fan's back figure disappeared directly at the turn of the stairs, leaving only a lot of comments from the emperor Ling Xiao.

"This Ye Fan is bold and arrogant, and I dare to talk like this, it's really interesting!"

A female disciple covered her mouth and chuckled, but she couldn't hear praise or criticism.

"Hmph, the higher you climb, the harder you fall. This time he is dead!"

Mo Feng snorted coldly, his eyes filled with cold eyes.

Above the sixtieth floor of the Tongtian Pavilion, only the Zixiao emperor could set foot, so after entering the upper level, Ye Fan didn't meet anyone, so he rushed to the 66th floor in one breath.

Hearing what the emperor Ling Xiao said earlier, there was an emperor Zixiao who was practising martial arts, but Ye Fan hadn't met it for a long time, and it was very likely that he was on the top floor.

With the guess in his heart, Ye Fan stepped into the highest level with some excitement.

The space on the sixty-sixth floor seems to be a little smaller than the one below, and the surrounding area is empty and there is nothing in it, and the slightest power is flowing, which makes people sober and intoxicated.

In the center of the whole floor, there are three jade platforms erected in total. On the jade platforms are placed a scripture, a wooden sword, and a round bead.

These three objects completely took up all the area of ​​the entire floor, showing a three-legged attitude.

As Ye Fan explored, his gaze finally fell on the ball, to be precise, a male figure sitting behind the ball.

This figure wore a purple robe, and the style was similar to the Lingxiao costume that Ye Fan wore, but it was more noble, just like the emperor above, beyond the reach of the dust.

After Ye Fan arrived, the figure had already opened his eyes, and his sharp gaze shot straight towards Ye Fan.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

This look alone made Ye Fan three steps back. The person in front of him was really terrifying.

"The emperor of Zixiao!" Ye Fan also exclaimed when he violently retreated. It was the first time he saw such a strong person. The aura of this person could no longer be predicted.

Standing in front of him, Ye Fan couldn't give birth to any resistance at all. If he hadn't just realized the will of Vientiane, Ye Fan might have been scared back at this moment.

"Who asked you to come here?"

The emperor Zixiao stood up slowly, with a trace of majesty exuding between his eyebrows, making his face more handsome.

Ye Fan settled down and looked at the man in front of him cautiously.

Judging from his facial features, this man's age is actually not much different from him. It is really not easy to get to this point at a young age.

"Could you be the third prince!"

Ye Fan did not answer the man's words, but asked himself, his face full of caution.

According to Wang Xinruo's disclosure, the third prince was a disciple of Zixiao, and at this moment, he had the greatest possibility to appear in front of Ye Fan.

"You haven't answered my words yet!"

The man continued to question, but did not respond to Ye Fan's words.

"I am the champion of this autumn hunting competition, and I should be here!" Ye Fan finally explained, and at the same time was even more surprised at the identity of the man in front of him.

"Hehe, the first place in the autumn hunting competition, do you deserve to be here?" The man laughed to himself after listening, and suddenly his expression changed at the next moment: "Ye Fan, you really are as rumored, as courageous. Great, it seems that Mo Feng could not stop you, and eventually let you interrupt my cultivation."

"You know me!"

Seeing the sudden change in the face of the man in front of him, Ye Fan was even more shocked. Is it really the third prince in front of him?

If so, even in Tsutenkaku today, he has to make some precautions.

It is said that the third prince is ruthless and unscrupulous in order to achieve the goal. At this moment, it is very possible to impulsively touch the taboo of the Tongtian Pavilion.

"Hehe, I not only know you, but I also know you very well, but today I don't want to cause trouble. Since you are here, then choose something for yourself and don't disturb my practice!"

The man smiled coldly, but his tone changed a little. The previous words were all his temptation. Seeing that Ye Fan was not scared by this, he didn't plan to trouble Ye Fan any more.

"Who are you?"

Ye Fan kept thinking about it, and felt that the person in front of him was not simple.

There are ten disciples of Zixiao, except for the third prince, he really can't guess the others.

"Choose your own things, if you dare to disturb me, you will be at your own risk!" The man replied coldly and immediately went back to the ball line.

Standing in place, Ye Fan felt that things were a little weird. This person's attitude was even stranger than that of the emperor Ling Xiao below, and he didn't seem to be firm to him.

The more so, the less Ye Fan dared to act rashly, this is the crisis consciousness that has always existed in his heart.

After waiting for a while, seeing the man taking care of himself again, he really didn't think about Ye Fan anymore.

Finally, his mind relaxed a little, Ye Fan couldn't help his desire for martial arts techniques, and took the lead in going to the scriptures.

The scriptures are placed horizontally on the jade platform, and a little golden light is emerging on it, and you can see that they are not ordinary things.

"boom!"

Just as Ye Fan wanted to step forward to watch, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking him from the outside.

Although the strength of his body was already extraordinary, Ye Fan still felt the feeling of falling apart all over his body when colliding with this barrier at the moment, grinning in pain.

Amidst suspicion, Ye Fan tried again, only to discover that the barrier really existed, and it was unbreakable. It was not what he could break at this moment.

When he reached the wooden sword, the same was true. Ye Fan could only see but couldn't touch it, even if it was close.

In desperation, Ye Fan could only go to the round bead, and at the same time, the man's eyes opened again, and he looked at Ye Fan angrily.