Peak Ancestor

Immediately, the little demon king Han Aoyu turned around and looked in surprise, "Brother Qin Fan, it's really you."

At this time, a person lightly landed beside the little devil Han Aoyu, it was Qin Fan.

Qin Fan glanced at the seriously injured Han Aoyu, smiled and said: "Brother Han, you were injured, how are you doing recently, do you know where Brother Mo Feng is?"

Hearing this, the little demon king Han Aoyu said: "Ai, compared to life, a little injury is nothing. Since we separated from you, we have also dispersed after entering the teleportation array,"

Seeing Qin Fan's appearance, Han Aoyu breathed a sigh of relief. If the two join hands, the hope of survival will be greatly increased, at least it will not be a phenomenon of killing and cutting at will.

What's more, I haven't seen Qin Fan for such a long time. He has no idea how strong Qin Fan is. He always feels that the opponent's aura is stronger. After a long time, he is probably stronger. I haven't seen him in a short time, and he has even stepped into the Ninth Level Peak. The realm of the emperor warrior, a 16-year-old nine-fold peak emperor warrior.

Qing Hong took a look at Qin Fan, saw that he was just a nine-level peak emperor cultivator who had just broken through, and said with a ferocious smile: "Jie Jie, there is another one who is going to die, just now you knocked my long sword into the air, I want to kill you!" Smash your head, tear you to pieces, sprinkle it in this damned cemetery,"

At this time, a martial artist said: "Brother Qing, there might be something on him...kill him and take it from him,"

Immediately afterwards, another person echoed: "Well, that's right, he looks like a guy who likes to pick up corpses, and he must have many treasures."

Qing Hong picked up Changjian from the ground, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, what's the hurry, this person is dead in my eyes, and if there are many treasures, I can share some with you."

"Ah, thank you, Senior Brother Qing,"

"Hehe," Qin Fan sneered, "If you can catch my sword, I will spare you from dying."

"presumptuous,"

"Speak out loud,"

"Boy, I want your life,"

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At this time, the six of them showed murderous intentions, their source energy was running to the limit, and they rushed towards Qin Fan.

Suddenly, the purple light surged, Qin Fan stepped forward with one foot, and struck out with a sword.

Immediately, a huge blood-colored sword glow crazily burst out.

puff.

The bloody sword light flashed from the waists of the six of them, and made a sword mark several feet long and several meters deep on the grass behind them, causing grass clippings and soil to rise into the sky.

In an instant, the bodies of the six of them split into two and scattered on the ground.

"Ah, what, one sword instantly killed six of their warriors who were at the peak of the Ninth Level Emperor Refining Realm,"

The little devil Han Aoyu coughed because he was too excited.

Although the little devil Han Aoyu knew that Qin Fan was very powerful now, he never expected to be so strong.

Killing six martial artists who are stronger than him at the peak of the Ninth Level Emperor Refinement Realm with one sword is no longer something he can guess.

The little devil king Han Aoyu reckoned that even a master who suppressed his strength would not be so powerful.

However, Qin Fan hadn't reached the realm of reverence refining, so how could he have such combat power.

Then, the little demon king Han Aoyu hurriedly asked: "Brother Qin Fan, what is your current strength?"

Hearing this, Qin Fan smiled slightly, and said, "I'm now a martial artist in the Ninth Level Peak Emperor Refining Realm, but I have some trump cards, and I'm not afraid of even the middle-level Lianzun powerhouses."

"Ah, the middle-level alchemy masters are not afraid either,"

Hearing this, the little demon king Han Aoyu was disappointed for a while, and then a burst of joy surged in his heart.

After all, the little devil Han Aoyu is a martial artist who has gone through untold hardships to break through the seventh-level peak emperor refining realm, and he thought he had already caught up with Qin Fan.

Now it seems that the gap between them has widened instead of narrowing, but he is also happy for Qin Fan's strength.

Because, in this Holy Tomb Mansion, the stronger the strength, the greater the probability of survival.

"However, Brother Qin Fan, we killed Qing Hao's own younger brother..."

At this time, after the little devil Han Aoyu's complicated thoughts subsided, he began to worry again.

After all, Qing Hao's strength is not comparable to that of Qing Hong.

If Qinghao knew that Qin Fan had killed his own brother, he would absolutely chase them down desperately, and he would not be able to escape anywhere.

Moreover, although Qin Fan has comprehended the sword intent and can instantly kill the ninth-level peak emperor refining warriors under the realm of Lianzun, and his strength is abnormal, he is probably not Qinghao's opponent.

Hearing this, Qin Fan sneered in his heart.

Qin Fan didn't expect to kill Qing Hao's younger brother. This was a big accident, and he didn't know how strong Qing Hao was.

Three years, just wait.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Fan said: "Hehe, there is no one here anyway, so if you kill him, you will kill him."

Hearing this, the little demon king Han Aoyu said: "Well, that's true, let's get out of here quickly,"

The little devil Han Aoyu knew that he didn't want to stay here, he was afraid that others would see them staying with Qing Hong's corpse.

However, not long after the two of Qin Fan left, a figure walked out from behind the big tree on the high ground in the distance.

"Hey," he chuckled, and muttered to himself, "If you meet Qinghao, you can use this as a life-saving talisman and let him let you go."

Time flies, and three days pass in a flash.

During this period, Qin and Fan wandered around during the day, looking for treasures.

At night, the little devil Han Aoyu meditated to heal his wounds.

Qin Fan absorbed the spiritual power in the spar, and tried his best to hit the warrior realm of the half-step Lianzun.

The next day, early morning.

Qin Fan and the two had just exited from the state of meditation, when a thousand miles away from the southeast, there were colorful rays of light rising into the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, and traversing the sky.

Suddenly, the little demon king Han Aoyu exclaimed: "Could it be that there is the real Tomb of the Holy Spirit?"

Hearing this, Qin Fan nodded and said: "The most important thing in the Tomb of the Holy Spirit is not treasures, secret books and elixir, but the inheritance that can make people break through the realm."

"This mysterious palace usually doesn't show its mountains and dews. It will only be opened at a certain time. Some people guess that it needs enough blood to be able to open the mysterious palace in advance,"

"However, it's not completely unreasonable to say this. Now that the blood is constantly being lost in the constant fighting here, it really caused the opening of the palace,"

After finishing speaking, Qin Fan immediately said, "The Palace of the Holy Spirit has been opened, brother Han, let's go there."

Immediately afterwards, Qin Fan and the two of them used the lightness technique and rushed towards the direction of the seven-color beam of light at high speed.

However, as soon as the mysterious seven-colored beam of light came out, all the Ninth Layer Peak Emperor Refining Warriors and higher level Master Refining Warriors all over the land saw it.

Whether they are exploring alone, or they are in a bloody battle with others, most warriors put aside the things in front of them and rushed towards the colorful beam of light desperately.

The air flow is like a blade, coming head-on.

Qin Fan and the two were like two big birds, flying in mid-air very quickly, only occasionally borrowing strength from the top of the mountain.

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