Signing in while in Qian Renxue's arms, becoming the main villain of Douluo Continent.

Chapter 620 The Transformation of the Nine Netherworld Python!
"You...you're Yao Ming! How did you get out here?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then cried out in alarm, his expression as if he had seen a ghost, and then frantically fled upwards!

"Hmph! You treacherous and treacherous dog, die!"

With a swift grab from afar, the space above began to collapse rapidly, and the half-saint level elder was reduced to a pool of blood before he could even let out a scream!
The old man was once someone Yao Ming valued, but unexpectedly, he betrayed him along with Yao Xiaotian at the crucial moment!
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Inside the council hall of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan.

"Haha, don't worry. Please go back and tell the Northern Dragon King that I, Yao Xiaotian, will personally lead the men there and make sure to wipe out every last one of them from Eastern Dragon Island!"

"I just hope you'll deliver on your promised payment when the time comes..."

A middle-aged man who looked to be around 40 years old, dressed in brocade robes, sat upright in the main seat. On his left and right were two scantily clad maids, whose restless hands were groping all over the place.

"As long as Chief Xiaotian can lend a helping hand to North Dragon Island, we will naturally not go back on our word!"

The guest seat was occupied by a burly man with bulging muscles, exuding explosive power and a faint dragon aura. He was a member of the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void!
"Chieftain...something terrible has happened!"

Just as the two were talking, a panicked voice rang out from outside, and a trusted confidant scrambled in.

"Can't you see I'm meeting with distinguished guests?"

Yao Xiaotian frowned, clearly displeased. He slapped the bottoms of the two maids and stood up.

"Clan leader... I just discovered that the seal imprisoning Yao Ming has been broken... Moreover, Elder Sun's life tablet, which guards the Nine Netherworlds, has been shattered!"

"What!?"

Upon hearing this, Yao Xiaotian's expression changed drastically. Although he had imprisoned Yao Ming for over a hundred years, the older brother seemed to have an innate ability to suppress the younger brother. Hearing that Yao Ming had been freed, he felt a chill run down his spine!
"Quickly...quickly inform the elders!"

"Yes!"

The confidant hurriedly walked out, but before he even left the main hall, his body flew back like a cannonball, slamming heavily into the spot where Yao Xiaotian was!
With a gloomy expression, Yao Xiaotian threw a punch, and the poor guy exploded into a cloud of blood and foam!
"Haha, my dear little brother, your big brother misses you so much!"

Amidst a burst of laughter, Lin Fan and Yao Ming stormed into the main hall.

"You were able to escape, you should be mostly thanks to this kid, right?"

Yao Xiaotian's cold gaze locked onto Lin Fan's figure: "A mere high-level half-saint dares to come to the Nine Netherworld Python Clan and ruin my plans? I will tear you to pieces!"

"Good brother, let us settle our grudges today!"

Yao Ming laughed loudly and flew forward, immediately engaging Yao Xiaotian in battle!
Although his strength was at the level of a three-star Dou Sheng, he had been trapped at the bottom of the Nine Netherworld for a hundred years, and it would be difficult for him to fully recover in a short time. Therefore, when facing Yao Xiaotian, a two-star Dou Sheng, the two fought to a standstill, and the spacious and sturdy hall collapsed instantly!

Whoosh whoosh!
Just then, a rapid whooshing sound rang out, and four aged figures leaped over. The leader was hunched over with white hair and beard, and a small red snake was coiled on his left shoulder. The old man was the Great Elder of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, whose strength was at the peak of the two-star Dou Sheng level. The other three elders were all at the one-star Dou Sheng level!
"That's... Chief Yaoming!?"

The three elders quickly noticed the fighting above, and when they saw Yao Ming, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise! "Clan Chief Yao Ming died a hundred years ago. Don't be fooled by appearances. That guy is impersonating Clan Chief Yao Ming and infiltrating our Nine Netherworld Python Clan to cause trouble. Join forces and capture him!"

The Grand Elder hurriedly shouted.

"Hahaha, you're so eager for me to die? Are you afraid of exposing the fact that you and Yao Xiaotian joined forces to suppress me at the bottom of the Nine Netherworld?!"

While fighting Yao Xiaotian, Yao Ming laughed heartily. At the same time, he waved his hand and a scepter glowing with black light was thrown out and floated in mid-air!

"That's the Netherworld Scepter! He really is Chief Yaoming!"

The three elders were excited. The Netherworld Scepter was a unique token of each patriarch of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan. When Yao Ming disappeared inexplicably, the Netherworld Scepter also disappeared with him. Yao Xiaotian's succession was just a temporary measure at that time.

Now they were absolutely certain that the person in front of them was Yao Ming!

"careful!"

Just as the group was in a daze, they were startled back to their senses by Yao Ming's reminder, but it was too late!

Bang bang bang!
A low, cracking sound rang out. Caught off guard, the three elders were ambushed by the eldest elder and collapsed to the spot, spitting out blood. Just as they were about to get up and fight back, they were immediately restricted in their movements by a spatial blockade!

"Shameless bastard, you and Yao Xiaotian have committed such traitorous acts, you will surely be punished by heaven!"

The three glared fiercely at the elder and cursed him angrily!
"Haha, a wise bird chooses a good tree to perch on. I'll deal with you three idiots later!"

The elder snorted coldly, then his sinister gaze locked onto Lin Fan's figure not far away.

"Run!"

Yao Ming's urgent voice came. Although he had been trapped for a hundred years, he still had his own foundation in the Nine Netherworld Python. As long as he revealed the Netherworld Scepter, there would definitely be elders on his side!
His guess was correct, but he didn't expect that the three of them would be ambushed and lose their fighting ability in an instant!

At this moment, Yao Ming's heart sank. Although he reminded Lin Fan to run away, he didn't hold out much hope. A high-level half-saint facing a peak two-star Dou Sheng wouldn't even have a chance to escape!

"Don't worry, leave this old bastard to me. You can focus on your personal matters."

Lin Fan had no intention of running away. His face showed no fear, and his eyes burned with a fierce fighting spirit!

"Heh, to have cultivated to the advanced half-saint level at such a young age, your family must be quite powerful..."

"However, your mistake was interfering in the internal affairs of our Nine Netherworld Python, so die!"

The elder's lips curled into a disdainful sneer. Then, with a flick of his withered hand, the space around Lin Fan began to shatter and collapse violently!
"Ok?"

However, the next moment the elder exclaimed in surprise, because he discovered that Lin Fan had disappeared, and he could not even sense his aura!
"There's something strange about this kid!"

The thought had barely formed in his mind when a sharp whooshing sound came from behind him. The Grand Elder suddenly turned around and stretched out his withered palm, which collided heavily with Lin Fan's dragon claw!
Bang!
After the terrifying energy explosion, Lin Fan retreated rapidly, the space behind him collapsing violently, while the Grand Elder only took half a step back!
However, Lin Fan was not one to suffer a loss. Taking advantage of the impact of the retreat, he bent his dragon claw and grabbed the elder's hand, leaving several bloody marks on the withered skin!
(End of this chapter)