8mi Chapter 127 Mysterious Pound! (Seeking Subscription)
Chapter 127 Mysterious Pound! (Seeking Subscription)
In the silver and white Realm, Chen Fan glanced at Ao Long indifferently, followed by Li Xiu, and walked aside with Qing Lingzi.
Ao Long and Li Xiu's faces were ashen, and their hearts were full of humiliation. They did not expect that they would lose in Chen Fan's hands together.
The two took out the healing medicine from the Void Ring and swallowed it to heal Own's injury.
Soon both of them recovered from their injuries. They opened their eyes and looked at Chen Fan apprehensively, then walked towards the others.
"Hand over your ranking!" Ao Long looked coldly at Yang Jie, the Holy Son of Xu Dao Sect.
Li Xiu also looked at Xuanyuan Wudi, the crown prince of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.
Yang Jie and Xuanyuan Wudi snorted coldly, and immediately stood up to attack Ao Long and Li Xiu.
The power of the void and the domineering yellow energy filled the entire silver-white Realm, and everyone below was breathless under the pressure of the supreme power.
"Ho Ho Ho!" The roar of the dragon and the roar of the tiger shocked the world, Ao Long and Li Xiu didn't have the slightest carelessness, they directly turned into bodies.
A 1,000-meter Azure Dragon soars in the sky, and a monstrous White Tiger dives in the wind and clouds.
The four of them collided in the sky instantly.
"People of Heaven Court, die for me!" Mo Hao's eyes were full of hatred, and the vision of white lotus on the glacier and red lotus on the sea of fire appeared behind him.
Mo Hao held two scarlet and cold swords, and his figure flashed towards Sha Daozi in Heaven Court.
"Looking for death." The smile on the face of a killing Daozi in white disappeared, and a murderous aura flowed from his white clothes. Killing Daozi held the palm of his hand, and a transparent sharp sword appeared.
Sha Daozi was like an exiled immortal, with an elegant figure, and his sword pierced Mo Hao's vital parts.
"Hehe, little big brother, why don't we play together?" The goddess Mo Qianqian of the Nine-tailed Sky Fox stared at Ren Le in the Rakshasa Pavilion, and a seductive gaze shot into Ren Le's mind.
"Huh!" Ren Quan snorted angrily, "Does your ancient royal nine-tailed sky fox know such tricks to seduce the soul? It's ridiculous!"
The black air Killing intent erupted from Ren Le's body like a wave, turning into countless sharp weapons and attacking Mo Qianqian.
The charm on Mo Qianqian's face disappeared, her face was cold, her eyes were pink and blurred, and nine snow-white tails slowly leaked out from her back.
And Heaven Court, who was ranked eighth, did not make a move, and stayed quietly aside.
The other Tianjiao didn't challenge the Heaven Court killer like Mo Hao did. They didn't want to offend this group of guys hiding in the dark.
At this time, Wei Chen from the Heavenly Dao Pavilion twisted his neck, and looked at Yan Tianqing, the goddess of the Feng clan, with a cold expression. The gray figure instantly disappeared in place and attacked Yan Tianqing.
Countless stars appeared in the sky above the silver-white Realm, and each star radiated pure white light and poured into Wei Chen's body.
A wave of scarlet flames enveloped Yan Tianqing's entire body, and the scarlet phoenix pattern on Yan Tianqing's forehead became more and more red, as if it was painstaking effort.
Yan Tianqing greeted Wei Chen in Heavenly Dao Pavilion with a red long whip in his hand.
All kinds of terrifying auras flowed in the silver-white Realm, and the top ten human arrogances on the arrogance list were all fighting with the sons and daughters of the ancient royal family.
Chen Fan and Qing Lingzi found a free place, and they sat on the ground cuddling each other, watching the battle in the sky.
After seeing Chen Fan's strength again, the other Tianjiao did not come to challenge Chen Fan and Qing Lingzi.
At this time, a fat Taoist priest ran to Chen Fan's voice and sat down. Chen Fan felt the ground on his side tremble instantly.
Chen Fan said helplessly: "Fat Taoist priest, you should lose weight." "
A sad look appeared on Pang De's face as he sat down: "Brother Chen, my original surname is Pang, not fat."
Seeing the pretended sad look on Pound's face, Chen Fan's stomach twitched and he almost vomited out his breakfast.
Qing Lingzi beside him burst into laughter.
Just after Pound defeated the 23rd-ranked God Son of Ten Thousand Races, Pound ran to challenge the 15th-ranked God Son of the Immemorial Royal Hercules Ant Clan.
Also with only one move, he defeated the opponent and raised his ranking to fifteenth place.
At this moment, all the Tianjiao also knew that this fat Taoist priest was not easy to mess with, so they didn't challenge him anymore.
Pang De also spared no effort and ran to Chen Fan's side.
"Okay, fat Taoist priest, what do you want to say?" Chen Fan looked at Pound, Chen Fan was still very wary of this mysterious fat Taoist priest.
His Cultivation Base, which is at the peak of Great Saint, and the luck value that does not match his Realm, all show that Pound has an extraordinary background.
"Hee hee." There was a sneer on Pang De's fat face, "Brother Chen's thoughts are really tight, you can see that."
Pound looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he leaned over to Chen Fan's ear and said, "I have attended the Tianjiao talk in Xianquelou several times.
"I see Chen Fan's strength is extraordinary, so I want to cooperate with you."
Hearing Pound's words, Chen Fan's expression changed, and he looked at Pound strangely.
How many times have you participated? This Tianjiao Talk will only be held every fifty years.
If Pound hadn't lied, wouldn't he be hundreds of years old?
"|| Fat Taoist priest, you are bluffing me! The cultivator's appearance can be hidden, but the bone age cannot be hidden!" Chen Fan said in disbelief.
"The old man in Xianquelou is a Quasi Emperor, can you hide it from him?".
Although Chen Fan revealed disbelief in his tone, he still believed Pound's words to some extent deep in his heart.
"Hey! This Taoist priest can't explain the bone age clearly. This is related to the Cultivation Technique I practice." Seeing that Chen Fan didn't believe it, Pang De said hastily.
"But I really participated in this Tianjiao talk meeting, and the process here has not changed for hundreds of years.".
Chen Fan was shocked, and asked calmly: "Since you have participated many times, why do you still participate?".
"Ha (Qian Zhao's) ha, of course, this Taoist priest will come to participate because of the great benefits of talking about Taoism. Otherwise, I will not come if you invite me." Pang De said with disdain on his face.
"Okay, I trust you for the time being, tell me! How is the cooperation?" Chen Fan asked.
When Pang De heard Chen Fan's words, he smiled on his chubby face.
"Don't worry, don't rush, wait until they finish fighting, and we'll talk about it there."
There? A trace of doubt appeared on Chen Fan's face.
Chen Fan didn't speak, and watched the battle in the sky with his arms around Qing Lingzi.
"Ham, Brother Chen, you said they were annoying in the fight, and how would they decide the outcome if they didn't really care about it? It's just like their senior, it's really boring to watch." Pound said leisurely.
. . . . "Chen Fan and Qing Lingzi on the side did not speak and remained silent.
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