My Cold and Beautiful Wife

The golden mask disappeared in front of Ye Fan.

"Successful?"

Ye Fan was just happy, but suddenly like falling into an ice cave again!

The golden mask actually appeared on top of his head again! ?

Because the space rules are under the interference of Wushuang, it should be impossible to use the space transfer technique.

That means that facing the sword just now, you can only avoid it by moving.

In the beginning, the speed of jetting sword intent just now made Ye Fan hide by himself, and he thought he couldn't avoid it.

Unless predict in advance!

Or... time! The opponent has the power to control time! ?

And it's not a low-level time force, but a chaotic-level time force that surpasses the beginning!

Ye Fan is not allowed to make another move, the golden mask has already manipulated a torrent of chaotic liquid to completely swept Ye Fan away!

Ye Fan was already in pain, and this unstoppable force made him suffer even more.

Can't even fight back!

I have progressed so much in Jiuyuan, and finally unblocked it too early, but I couldn't do anything! ?

Ye Fan was not reconciled, but in the face of such a powerful enemy, he had to face reality...

"Boy! What's going on?!"

Prince Gao was too anxious. It only saw Ye Fan being beaten continuously, but didn't understand who did it.

If it weren't for a serious injury, it would take a long time to recover, so it really wanted to go out and see.

"Lao Gao, what is wrong with Ye Fan? Who is blocking him outside?" Bai Qianluo cried anxiously.

"If the old man knows, why should he be so anxious?" Gao said solemnly.

"I'm going out to see? Old fellow, how did you go out?" Mian also felt uncomfortable.

"You?" Prince Gao said: "It's all a problem when you go out to protect yourself, what's the use?"

Mian looked helpless and slapped herself on the head bitterly, "It's just one step away! What is this called?"

"Lao Gao, save Ye Fan! I beg you!"

When Bai Qianluo thought that Ye Fan might be going to die, his expression was indifferent.

"It's not that I didn't save him. The damage caused to me by the Primal Chaos Liquid cannot be recovered overnight."

"This is the most original power of Chaos, and the old man also took most of his life to help him block this period."

"What's more, he has been unblocked for a long time, and now he can't face a powerful enemy, even if the old man goes out in his heyday, it may not be able to play any role..."

Prince Gao sighed, "God's will, after all, he was short of breath."

"Senior...it looks like I'm going to break my promise."

Ye Fan smiled bitterly, he did his best, but no matter how hard he tried, there are limits...

At this moment, there was a slight vibration from Taichu in his hand!

Although there was no words, Ye Fan could feel the anger from the beginning!

"Are you not reconciled? No... are you mad at me?"

Ye Fan frowned, feeling the emotions from the sword.

He joined hands with Taichu, beheading countless powerful enemies and saving countless lives.

Today, Taichu finally met him with his true colors and recognized his strength.

Even for him, seal his name on it.

However, in the first real battle, Ye Fan admitted that he had tried his best.

Naturally not convinced at the beginning, of course angry!

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, "Old brother...you are right, death...you have to stand and die!!"

He didn't know where the strength came from, and he held it with both hands again.

There is no skill to speak of, what Ye Fan can do now is to try his best!

"what!!--"

Ye Fan roared, desperately, injecting sword intent into the beginning!

At the beginning, it looked like a raging dragon, and it spouted scorching black and golden dragon flames!

The compressed sword intent spouted out an imposing rainbow of light, which also brought an unprecedented impetus!

With this thrust, Ye Fan finally stopped following the flow.

Enduring the pain of the body being torn and corroded, he rushed out of the chaotic torrent abruptly!

It's done!

Ye Fan also didn't care about the golden mask. He wanted to take advantage of this initial impetus to speed up his departure first!

No matter what he faces, he will die on his way home!

But the golden mask obviously didn't intend to let him go, and it was another flash, which once again stood in front of Ye Fan!

Damn it! Again! ?

Ye Fan's heart was about to fall to the bottom, but he was shocked!

A black-gray figure suddenly entered from the side of the chaotic river!

The golden mask was hit by the shadow and was directly knocked to the side, failing to block Ye Fan!

In an instant, Ye Fan passed by smoothly and got rid of the golden mask!

He vaguely saw a figure that looked like a woman, standing in opposition to the golden mask.

It's a bit familiar... Ye Fan remembered that it was the woman from the Lao Lin family! ?

If it is her... it is indeed possible! After all, not everyone can come here!

There are only a few at the Creator level!

"Doesn't this woman hate me? Could it be that Lao Lin asked her to save me?"

"It doesn't matter, let's run away first!"

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, and even hoped that there would be nothing wrong with the golden mask, because... sooner or later he would get back the account!

In the distance, a plain-looking woman with an ordinary dress took a deep look at the direction Ye Fan left.

Looking at Taichu who spits out the burning sword light, the woman is thoughtful.

"He really did..." the woman murmured.

The golden mask seemed to know that he couldn't get rid of this woman, so he didn't pursue it anymore.

Rows of golden text flashed across the eyes of the mask.

These strange words were constantly beating and revising, and finally became the words of Hongmeng area.

Pieces of information began to appear from the front of the mask...

"Manager, Creator, Chaos Race, Plane Destroyer, Emperor Seed."

"The Devil Emperor, the Dragon Slayer, the Destroyer of the Protoss, the Natural Scourge of the Human Race, the Conqueror of the Harmony, the King of the Races..."

"The lord of the abyss demon, the guardian of Tartarus, the guardian of the lake of purgatory fire, the lord of the dragon..."

"Thousand Faces, Queen of Thousand Faces."

After reading a series of titles, the golden mask is majestic and solemn.

"Queen of Thousand Faces, please don't interfere with this ruling."

"I have interfered," Qianmian said lightly.

"If I want to go my own way, I will report to the temple."

Qian Mian frowned slightly.

"What's wrong with that kid? At this level, will you alarm your arbiter?"

"No comment."

"What he's doing might change something, right?"

The golden mask was silent for a moment.

"No comment."

"I know what kind of guys you are, but the Devil Dragon Emperor is not you, not before, and neither will you be in the future."

"I don't know if he is doing it right, but the kid he is fond of is walking a path that none of you have walked!"

"So, as long as I'm here, he can't die today."

"You can try my demon particles, or..."

Qian Mian's eyes were cold, "Go away."

The judge of the golden mask hesitated for a while.

"I will report to the temple."

After displaying this line of text, the golden mask disappeared in the river.