Inside a dilapidated temple a hundred miles away from the main battlefield.

"it's over."

Yugucheng looked at the Hidden Dragon List in the sky. The ten names on it were no longer like the illusion of mirrors and water moons as before, but were truly imprinted on the list.

【Sudden Dragon List】

【First place, Ghost Lord】

[Second place, Sword in the Wind·Fengmo]

[Third place, Tianshou·Nei Ye]

[Fourth place, Night Shock, Moon Flying]

[Fifth place, Daozi·Snow Wuxia]

[Sixth place, boxing is the world·Li Shizhou]

【Seventh place, Buddha and demon two bodies, wisdom and goodness】

[8th place, Sword Saint·Yugucheng]

[Ninth place, Daoyin Ning Xiaoyao]

[Tenth place, Sword Spirit Fang Baoyu]

As the eighth place, he did not feel any changes in himself, and this ranking does not represent his true strength.

After all, on the top of the sword mountain, he has been concentrating on comparing swords with Shui Nisheng, comprehending the other party's swordsmanship, and improving his own swordsmanship.

With his pride, he will never be willing to become the shadow of Ye Gucheng.

But the one who can truly break free from fate with his own strength is still zero so far.

Then Yu Gucheng looked at Hei Shisan with his eyes.

“This is another deal.”

"I understand." After saying that, Hei Shisan used his fingers to make a sword, and seemed to stab into the void casually. At this moment, the rich aura of destruction began to gather, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into a halt, and the terrifying sword force seemed to shatter the space!

But then it suddenly turned into a sword intent from death to life that disappeared in the world.

"This is not the fifteen death-taking swords." Yu Gucheng said with a serious expression.

"This is my fifteen death swords. I abandoned my true death and turned toward..."

"It's reincarnation, so this is the key to your escape from fate?"

Only when it can be released or collected is the sword art that can be truly controlled by oneself. At this time, even a trace of dust in the ruined temple has not dissipated. It can be seen that this sword has no hidden danger of killing the fifteen swords at all, and its power is stronger than that extreme destruction.

After sensing all this, Yu Gucheng's tone became more and more rapid.

Hei Shisan said lightly:

"The reward for sending it to the Wuwei Prince's Mansion is enough."

"But he knows my identity and thus increases my risk of exposure, this should be considered another price!"

At this time, Yugucheng Shao had the arrogance he usually had, just like a bargaining hawker.

"If you can't break free from your fate with your own strength, go to the pawn shop." Hei Shisan glanced at Ying Wuque, who was silently holding a grass branch in the corner, and then said seriously.

"This prompt is enough. As for the transactions in the desperate pawnshop, there is another price."

Yu Gucheng shook his head and said, "I still need some of your experiences. After all, you are the only fate body that has left your fate."

Hei Shisan had a headache. He was not good at quarreling with others, and it was more suitable for him to directly draw his sword and chop people.

However, he also understood the situation of Yugucheng. When he knew that he had become a destiny at the first time, he regarded it as the most priority problem.

"You must enter destiny when you go out of destiny. You need to go on this journey in full until the last moment. As long as you realize yourself, you can break free from the constraints of destiny. My situation is special, but I have indeed experienced that period of life."

"Because of the desperate pawnshop? It's because of the Ghost Lord."

Hei Shisan did not answer. He signaled the voice transmission token to Ying Wuque, who was squatting in communication, and then turned around and left.

The other party is also an experienced old spy, and he doesn't need to remind him of some trivial matters.

"Let's go too." Yu Gucheng looked at Ying Wuque. Ying Wuque stood up and nodded, and the figures of the two disappeared from the spot the next second.

At the same time, a sword energy suddenly exploded in the ruined temple, and everything inside was wiped out in an instant.

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"It's over." Qin Fan glanced at Feng Mo, who was busy wrapping the blanket with the wind, then looked at the first rising sun.

Xiaofeng got his name because Feng Mo got it. After all, depending on the situation, he was the one who took care of the little kid later, so he took his surname directly. As for the name, he was too lazy to think about it, so he called it this first.

In this regard, Qin Fan and Mo Kaixin both said that the other party was happy.

The reason why Xiaofeng is so close to Fengmo is also told by Yue Piaoling in person.

“So, this, this, this.

Perhaps it was because I used Wanxiang Yueying to simulate the relationship between that sword, which caused a wisp of sword energy to be sucked into the vortex.

And under the seemingly ordinary sword intent, the sword intent of "Feng" seemed so unique, so he remembered it deeply.

Then, hehehe."

At this moment, Yue Piaoling was watching Feng Mo, the busy dad, hold Xiao Feng in his arms. He seemed to think of something fun, so he kept laughing.

However, when his eyes were aimed at the Hidden Dragon List, he immediately snorted coldly:

"The Lord is absolutely biased! Otherwise, why give Murong Ye's head to you?"

"Why don't we fight now?" Feng Mo's cold expression was still very shocking, but he was holding the cute little Feng, which made his aura continue to be -1,-1,-1,-1,-1,-1,-1,-1,-1......

In Qin Fan's opinion, the two of them had become daily activities, so he had subconsciously blocked the voices of the two.

"It's time to calculate it soon."

Regarding the task of fighting for hegemony, the other three killing conditions have been exceeded. As for the number of forces that will be completely destroyed, it will take some time.

But now without Qin Fan urging, the player has already boarded the airship to prepare to sweep one domain at a time.

At the current Daoshan ruins, only 10,000 Xuanyang Guards were left to clean the battlefield and 30,000 believers in the Worry-Free believers who are pilgrimage.

At this moment, Qin Fan and his four men and one baby were floating in the air. Below was the Bread Demon holding a thick book and began to recite the teachings of the Wuyou Sect. The 30,000 believers sat cross-legged and listened carefully.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sometimes I look in the air full of respect, and silently recite the slogan of Wuyou Sect in my heart.

"How long will we stay here?" Mo Kaixin was about to go back and study the pattern. He had many things he didn't understand about the birth of Xiaofeng.

"You can retreat first. To be precise, I'm enough to stand here." Qin Fan's face showed a hint of fatigue. He was fighting wits and strength this day. Even though the power of faith added a wave to him, he still felt a little tired.

However, the Biaozi Demon said that he would appear occasionally, which would help enhance the cohesion of the Wuyou Sect.

So he can only stick here.

In the eyes of these 30,000 believers, Qin Fan, wearing the rising sun, emits a holy light. He is listening carefully to the Pope's narration and is very satisfied with the doctrine. At the same time, he is also responding to their expectations and working hard to create an ideal village of peace.

Qin Fan was not prepared to copy the theology, after all, he was still alive, and some people became great because they died, and he was not prepared to add too much mystery to himself, otherwise it would be easy to shoot himself in the foot.

Therefore, for the believers of Wuyou Sect, he is more like a leader who can lead them to achieve their ideals.

However, looking at the slightly fanatical expressions of the believers below, Qin Fan felt that he seemed to be in a stage of neither up nor down.

Then when he turned his head, he found that Mo Kaixin's figure had disappeared.

When he heard what Qin Fan said, Mo Kaixin took it away without any responsibilities. He had a little conscience and put Sima Kongming's coffin back on the airship and placed it in place.

"Feng" and "Yue" are still running each other, but they don't rush to go back in a hurry.

【Ding, rewards for the Hidden Dragon List!】

‘It’s finally here!’

[Congratulations to the members of the power members in the Forget-Ware Ghost Market where the authority is located, and won the first place, second place, third place, fourth place and fifth place on the Hidden Dragon List. In addition to allocating corresponding luck, the authority members can receive additional source points rewards!]

‘Hu.’ Qin Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

What he finally felt relieved was that in the calculation of the Heavenly Dao, Xue Wuxia, who accidentally entered the Taoist domain and was about to become the boss, was still considered to belong to the Gui Market. Yu Cangmiao, who had just taken a mask of the Heavenly Dao, could also be divided into the Gui Market by him.

[Get the first place in the Hidden Dragon List, and reward 1000000 points of origin.]

[Get second place in the Hidden Dragon List, and reward 900000 points of origin.]

[Get the third place in the Hidden Dragon List, and the original point is 8000000 points.]

[Get the fourth place in the Hidden Dragon List, and the original point is 7000000 points.]

[Get the fifth place in the Hidden Dragon List, and the original point is 6000000 points.]

‘Two, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, hundreds, million, million, ten million!’

"Master, you suddenly become very happy?" Feng Mo and Yue Piaoling looked at Qin Fan together at this moment.

Although they knew that Qin Fan liked to keep a smile full of affinity on weekdays, it was obviously just a mask of habit.

Now Qin Fan's smile is also friendly, but he looks so sincere that he can't be sincere. There is nothing more heartfelt than this smile.

"I am really happy. After all, our ghost market will usher in a new era next." Qin Fan looked at his 40 million extra origin and just laughed out loud.

You should know that his balance was only 200,000, and what does it mean to compare 200,000 to 40 million!

More importantly, this is not all. There is still a source point for the next battle to win, which is at least tens of millions. After all, so many great masters died in this battle, and they also built the entire Sword Cast Hall with their feet.

[Because the player [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy], [Glory of the World], [Niu Niu is afraid of difficulties] has completed the world-level side mission - I am the king!]

[Please give the authorized person a mysterious reward that suits them, and then the original point reward will be given based on their adaptability.]

Qin Fan said that he understood this very well. After all, the previous ghost post-worship mission and the [Demon King of Miscellaneous World] were like this. By the way, who was the [Demon King of the World]?

There is no hurry to do this for the time being, and there are still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with next.

Then he saw a figure jumping down from the airship, and it was Shang Zhonghe.

The other party had already arrived in front of Qin Fan in a few breaths. His eyes were first confused at the little boy who was sleeping in Feng Mo's arms.

Then he bowed and said:

"Master Ghost Lord, this battle has basically ended. I believe that the rest of the ghost market can handle it. I should go back and report it to His Majesty."

Qin Fan nodded, then took out the imperial edict from the space ring:

"There should be ten grandmasters we killed."

"Of course." Shang Zhonghe wiped his cold sweat. The killings were almost twenty people in total. You must know that they were the great master, not the cabbage that could be taken away by the roadside.

"I need to get a formal acceptance as soon as possible. In addition, an airship over there will be a gift to your Majesty. The poison doctor in my ghost market will also go to see Your Majesty personally as the representative of my king."

Then Qin Fan gave Yue Piaoling a look. The other party's flash of energy had disappeared from the spot, and then he saw him yawning Su Changqing.

But what surprised Qin Fan was that Yuan Suiyun was still following behind him.

The other party noticed Qin Fan's gaze...Huh? Eyes?

Through Yuan Suiyun's mental power observation, Qin Fan's eyes had become much brighter than his completely dark eyes before.

‘So I’m just blind for the time being…’

He sighed enviously, then bowed and said:

"Just just saw the merchant escort leader leaving on his own initiative, I guessed that the other party might have to go back to Zhongxuanzhou.

And in full view of everyone on the top of the sword mountain, I also knew the agreement between Your Majesty and the Ghost Lord, so I came to volunteer with this poison doctor to go to see Your Majesty as an envoy of the Ghost Market."

"I've taken this opportunity well, but you should still remember your identity as Qu Xiyuan. If you are the envoy of the Ghost Market, that person may have some misunderstandings."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Qin Fan, in front of Shang Zhonghe, looked at Yuan Suiyun's eyeliner who signaled Emperor Xuan, was still watching here.

Yuan Suiyun said bluntly:

"At the same time, I also want to ask Lord Ghost Lord for personal favor. I hope that when I go to Zhongxuanzhou this time, I can bring all the members of my Quxiyuan clan into Hui tribe."

After Qin Fan was silent for a moment, he took out two voice transmission tokens from the space ring.

"My spiritual mark has been left inside, one for you and the other for Emperor Xuan. I will discuss the conditions with him, but you must remember that I never do losses in the ghost market."

"I understand." Yuan Suiyun respectfully took the token, and under the envious gaze of Shang Zhonghe, the three of them went straight towards the vacant airship.

As for Su Changqing, he had long known that he would be the representative of going to the Daxuan Dynasty, the airship that had been specially vacant was not for nothing.

In exchange, Emperor Xuan needed to take out some of the treasured prescriptions and medical books, and some of the doctors from Tianyi Pavilion accompanied him to the Ghost Market for three months of study and exchange.

Qin Fan had known from Mo Kaixin that airship technology was not difficult to produce. With the ghost market in front, it would be easier for the other party to develop an imitation airship, spaceship, plane, etc. After all, the second most famous craftsman in the world is still in the Daxuan Dynasty.

Since this is the case, it is better to exchange for something that is conducive to the development of the ghost market, which is also one of the conditions for reaching cooperation with Emperor Xuan.

Then Qin Fan frowned slightly, and the "Feng" and "Yue" on the side stopped quarreling. They all looked into the sky, and saw nine golden chains appear inexplicably and lock the entire sky tightly!

Crack—! Crack—!
Chapter completed!