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Xianque City fell into silence, the ancestors of all races guarded outside Xianque City, and the ancestors of all clans of human race guarded outside Xianque Tower Baoge.

"It looks like there's another hard battle to be fought!" In a corner of Xianque City, Sun Wukong twisted his neck, his face showed a trace of fanaticism, and his eyes were full of fighting intent.

Nezha turned his head and looked behind him to see how many Quasi Emperors were on his side.

He, Yang Jian, Sun Wukong, and the three followed Chen Fan to breakthrough to the Holy Lord Realm, and Cultivation Base also rose to the peak of Quasi Emperor.

Before Yang Jian came, he also brought ten captains of the bloodthirsty legion. At this moment, their strength is around the third fourth stage of Quasi Emperor.

Thirteen Quasi Emperors! This power is no weaker than that of the human race or any of the ten thousand races.

This is only the top strength of the Demon Sea Sect. If all the 900 Quasi Emperor members of the Bloodthirsty Legion were brought in, the world would probably be in chaos long ago.

At this moment, in the treasure pavilion, the figures of Chen Fan and Pound came out from the void.

"Damn! Daddy finally came out!" Seeing that the treasure pavilion was empty, Pang De raised his head and roared to vent the anger deep in his heart.

I have been busy for thousands of years, but I didn't get any benefits.

"Hehe!" Lei Qianyao and Mo Hao on the side both showed a smile on their faces.

"Master, there is danger outside." Zhong Long whispered expressionlessly.

Chen Fan smiled upon hearing this, dangerous? Is there any danger in the Black Tortoise world that could threaten his life?

There is a Godslayer squad protecting it in the dark, and a servant of the Great Emperor is behind him!

"Zhong Long, now all the Quasi Emperors of the Spirit Clan in Xianquelou are dead, this treasure house is a good thing, you should take it away." Chen Fan looked up at the treasure house and said.

Don't discard such treasures for nothing, take them back to Beihuang Haizong and put them away.

When Chen Fan is free, he can come in for tea and the like.

"Yes." Zhong Long stretched out a skinny palm, and a blood-red Killing intent instantly enveloped the tenth floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

Zhong Long's turbid eyes lit up, and he found the imprint left by the patriarch of the Spirit Race in the deepest part of the tenth floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

With a wave of Zhong Long's arm, the blood-red Killing Intent turned into a blood-red battle ax and slashed on the mark.

With a click, the imprint shattered and disappeared into the air.

"Master, please leave your mark." Zhong Long turned and looked at Chen Fan respectfully.

Chen Fan raised his finger, and a ball of green will-o'-the-wisps instantly shot into the deepest part of the treasure house, leaving a pattern of will-o'-the-wisps there.

Information about Baoge suddenly appeared in Chen Fan's mind, and now Baoge belongs to him.

"Is it only one step away from being the Ultimate Daoist? What a treasure." Chen Fan smiled lightly.

Under the puzzled gazes of Pang De and Mo Hao, Chen Fan shook his hand lightly in the air.

The Fairy Bird Tower, the tallest building in Fairy Bird City, disappeared in an instant, turning into the size of a palm and floating in Chen Fan's hands.

Chen Fan didn't look carefully, the void ring on his finger flashed, and he took the treasure house in.

The figures of several people were exposed in the eyes of everyone in Xianque City.

Both the Human Race and the Wan Race looked at Chen Fan and the others in bewilderment. What did they see just now?

Chen Fan actually confiscated the Xianque Tower of the Spirit Race? What about Xu Wenling? Why don't you come out and take care of it? Your home has been confiscated!

"Hi! Brother Yang didn't expect that you guys haven't left yet, are you waiting for us?" Pang De greeted Yang Jie familiarly.

But my heart is suffering, darling! This time I really broke the sky!

In front of them, the first-class forces in the Black Tortoise world and the ancestors of the Supreme God Sect came.

Daozi Xu of Xudao Sect, Emperor Xuanyuan of Xuanyuan Dynasty, Holy Lord of Fluctuating Sacred Land, and Ren Tianqi of Rakshasa Pavilion are all veteran Quasi Emperor Powers, whose strength has already reached the peak of Quasi Emperor.

Just as Pang De's divine knowledge was about to explore outside Xianque City, he was instantly shaken back by several terrifying auras.

Outside the city, there are Dragon Clan, Wind Clan, White Tiger Clan, Black Tortoise Turtle Clan,..., many ancestors of ten thousand races are guarding.

Chen Fan and the others in Xianque City seemed to have fallen into a wolf's den, and the eyes of the ancestors of the human race and the ten thousand races fell on them.

When Yang Jie saw that the Xianquelou was put into the Void Ring by Chen Fan, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

In such a big battle, Chen Fan didn't panic in the slightest, with a calm expression on his face all the time.

"Everyone, he is Chen Fan of Demon Ocean Sect, the one who killed Li Xiu of White Tiger clan and Ao Long, Weijiao of the ancient royal family." At this time, Wei Kang of Heavenly Dao Pavilion pointed to Chen Fan and shouted.

"If your ten thousand races want revenge, you can find them! This has nothing to do with our human race!"

Counsel! Yang Jie, Xuanyuan Wudi Ren Le and the others looked at Wei Chen contemptuously.

Yang Jie and the others just didn't want to bear the inexplicable crimes. If the Wanzu really fought with the human race, they would not be cowardly at all.

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the sect ancestors of the human race, the ancestors of all races and all races fell on Chen Fan alone.

Dozens of invisible coercion from Quasi Emperor enveloped Chen Fan.

Chen Fan glanced at Wei Chen indifferently without the slightest expression......

Zhong Long slowly stood up from behind Chen Fan, a blood red Killing intent erupted from his emaciated body, helping Chen Fan isolate from the pressure of the Quasi Emperors.

"Huh?" Xu Daozi and the others looked at Zhong Long, their faces froze.

Who is this old man? How come they have never seen it before.

He blocked so many Quasi Emperor's coercion with one person's power, so is he also a Quasi Emperor?

Xu Daozi felt a bit of shock in his heart. Could it be that there are four Quasi Emperors in the Northern Wilderness Demon Sea Sect?

This strength has surpassed his Xudao Sect and Xuanyuan Dynasty!

Xu Daozi and Emperor Xuanyuan looked at each other, and they both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

Four Quasi Emperors? If they knew that there were more than 900 Quasi Emperors in the Demon Sea Sect, and the Zhonglong in front of them was the Great Emperor, they would probably nod and run away in an instant.

"Are you Chen Fan, the holy son of the Northern Wilderness Demon Sea Sect?" At this time, the ice-like voice of the ancestor of the dragon clan rang out in Xianque City.

De and Mo Hao stood aside, watching the scene with awe.

There are ten Quasi Emperor peaks and one Great Emperor Power here, they are afraid of a ball!

"That's right, it's me, what's the matter?" Chen Fan held the hands of Lei Qianyao and Qing Lingzi, and said calmly, with a gleam of light in his eyes.

"Are you the one who killed the gods and goddesses of our ancient royal families?" Li Yan, the ancestor of the White Tiger clan, asked coldly.

"That's right, I killed it."

"Why do you want to kill the god son of my clan?"

"Because he's White Tiger."

"White 2.3 Tiger?".

"I haven't eaten tiger meat yet, so I killed one and tasted it. It tastes good."

All the cultivators in Fairy Sparrow City were shocked when they heard Chen Fan's words.

Didn't eat tiger meat, so he killed the White Tiger god son?

The holy son of the Demon Sea Sect is too fierce! The Human Cultivator in Xianque City looked at Chen Fan with a trace of awe in his eyes.

And the faces of those Wanzu people in Xianque City are full of murderous intent, what does Chen Fan think of them as Wanzu? Is it food?

"Brother Chen is so domineering!" Xuanyuan Wudi whispered to Yang Jie who was beside him.

No one in the Black Tortoise world has the courage to tell the ancestors of the White Tiger clan to try tiger meat.

"Brother Chen is really,, awesome!" Yang Jie was also shocked by Chen Fan's words.

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