Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

Hearing what the Huo Qilin said, Xu Fan slapped the Xumi Jie, and gave the soul-inducing flag there and asked: "Senior, the younger generation did find a soul-inducing flag some time ago."

"Hey! The emperor should have known that you have this thing and would not say so much. This thing is very rare, and the method of condensing is extremely vicious, and it is despised by people who cultivate, so there is no one in the heavens or the mortal cultivators. With this, where did you get it?" Huo Qilin said, he never believed that Xu Fan condensed it.

"Before killing a demon repair in Jinling." Xu Fan said.

"Jinling?" Huo Qilin asked, and Xu Fan said: "Yes, the magic cultivator had been active in Jinling before, but now it has been sealed by Liu Bowen, that is, Jiang Ziya for a year and a half. During this period, there should not be much things in the world. ."

Huo Qilin nodded slightly, and then said: "At present, the emperor is also lacking in avatars. You'd better hurry and come over.

Xu Fan said: "Naturally, as long as the mortal world is a little stable, the juniors will go to assist the seniors." Xu Fan did not say much, with the arrogant temperament of the fire unicorn, he had already sent Xu Fan to the Ashura world twice and wanted to come. The matter is not simple. Xu Fan also has a lot of concerns in the Asura world. It is definitely going to go, but not now. For now, Xu Fan can't leave the mortal world.

Huo Qilin also had a sentence without a word. After a few sentences, Xu Fan interrupted the call. Then Xu Fan took out the soul-catching flag. In fact, Xu Fan was still under great pressure at this time. What level is the soul-catching flag and can it bear it? If he couldn't Xu Fan's strength, what would he endure? Xu Fan thought about all these questions, but there was no better choice.

After taking a few deep breaths, Xu Fan thought about placing the corpses of the seven people in the yard around the Suolong Pillar. Xu Fan used magic techniques to imprison the souls of the few people on the corpses. Take a step back.

Xu Fan's reason for doing this was that he was afraid that when the time comes, if the Yinhun banners cannot withstand the power of the dragon's resentment, then these people can buy a little time for themselves, and they will have an extra chance of winning.

Xu Fan stood in front of the Suolong Pillar, closed his eyes for a long time, and finally opened his eyes, holding the soul-inducing flag in his left hand and the Pure Yang sword in his right hand. At this moment, Xu Fan lifted his right hand slightly, and volleyed out a sword air four horizontally and five vertically, toward the lock. The pattern shot on the dragon pillar.

Just as Xu Fan's sword qi hit the pattern on the Suolong Pillar, a middle-aged man was sitting in the cave not far away, with seven dragon souls hovering in front of him.

"Tojo-kun, are you okay." A man in a kimono stood beside the middle-aged man and asked.

"Someone destroyed the lock dragon pillar, I will cast the spell, and it is easy to find a few dragon veins in China. Now only this last one can resurrect Master Yaqi. You must not fall short, Yamamoto-kun, you go and delay first, I will follow Come." The middle-aged man said.

"Good!" Yamamoto flew away from the thing without any hesitation.

Xu Fan shouted violently: "Broken!"

There was a dragon chant, which was extremely painful. Xu Fan also trembled after hearing it. Just as Xu Fan was about to raise the soul-drawing flag to take the dragon grievance into it, there was a sudden whistling sound behind him, and Xu Fan immediately stopped his movements with his right hand. The Zhongchun Yang Sword flipped over, and a sharp sword slashed behind him.

"Chang!"

After a piercing metal sound rang out, only an islander wearing a kimono fell in front of Xu Fan and said: "Hello, gentleman, in Shimoyamamoto, dare you to ask what you are doing here?"

Xu Fan felt irritated when he saw this person, and he was even more upset when he heard his bad Chinese, and said: "I, Huaxia, what turn in Huaxia Dadi, can I talk to you as a Japanese rat?"

I have to say Xu Fan's words are very rude, but what about that, I can't give a good impression of Xu Fan from the Japanese nation.

Yamamoto didn’t have an attack either, and he forced his anger down and said: “This gentleman, we have been decorating this place for decades, and we bought it from your Chinese at a high price. Please leave this gentleman quickly. Go, lest you hurt your peace."

"Hahaha." Xu Fan laughed, which seemed to be the funniest joke he had ever heard, and said: "A Japanese man, let me leave? After leaving, let you unscrupulously destroy the place of my dragon veins in China?"

"Then there is no discussion?" Yamamoto seemed to want to do it. Xu Fan smiled and said, "Some discussions."

Yamamoto was overjoyed and said: "Okay, gentleman, you said, as long as we can satisfy you, we will do our best."

"It's easy to talk." Xu Fan said with squinting eyes. After talking, his figure disappeared in a flash. At this time, Yamamoto was also shocked, knowing that he was fooled, and it was too late to make a defense at this moment. Yamamoto felt a violent energy. He sank into his chest, looked down, and didn't know when a sword had penetrated his chest.

Xu Fan drew out the Pure Yang sword behind the mountain itself and said: "Here is the Huaxia Dragon Vessel. You can die here. You can be convinced by the cultivation of the previous life, but you won't be buried here." After saying that Xu Fan drew his soul and moved towards. The Yamamoto stretched out. At this time, although Yamamoto was seriously injured, but he was not dead yet, Xu Fan's move abruptly pulled Yamamoto's soul from his body into the soul-drawing banner.

"You will feel the dragon's resentment here later." After Xu Fan finished speaking, he took out the Pure Yang Sword. After discussing with the sword spirit, he should put the resentment souls transformed from the souls of the people of the Xuan Society into it. The sword spirits are almost ready. Crazy, but Xu Fan talked about the whole thing, and finally Sword Spirit agreed. Xu Fan didn't want to swallow the souls of those people who blamed the Dragon General Xuan Xue.

Just when Xu Fan raised his hand to accept the dragon grievance in the locked dragon pillar, he shouted violently behind him: "I am the Japanese demon repairing Tojo Hideki! Junior, stop it."

If Xu Fan hadn’t heard it, he would directly take the dragon grievance into it. He looked behind him with cold eyes. Xu Fan carefully looked at the thing that claimed to be the demon repair of the Japanese country behind him. There was indeed some strength. Xu Fan observed that the strength of the guy was definitely not in the Yanjing demons. Under repair.

"Haha, Hideki Tojo, right? Today, I will kill you again for tens of thousands of Chinese souls." Xu Fan said coldly.

Hideki Tojo said, "Wow, woof, woof."

Xu Fan frowned. He didn't understand a word of these Japanese. Seeing that Xu Fan did not respond, Tojo Hideki said again in crappy Chinese: "Boy, you can get out of the way now, and I can still assume that nothing has happened." Although Tojo Hideki was very angry, he obviously didn't want to fight with Xu Fan. The conflict does not seem to be afraid of Xu Fan's strength. Why is this? Xu Fan looked at Hideki Tojo with interest.