The corners of the Dragon Saint Son's mouth twitched, but he didn't say what he wanted to say. At the same time, a rare look of panic arose in his heart.
If Ye Fan were killed here today, based on his previous suggestions, the girl in red might still be able to get through.
Even if you can't be fooled, it won't cause too much damage to yourself.
But if something happens to the Holy Son of Qilin, he will be in trouble. Although he really doesn't want to admit it, Holy Son of Qilin is indeed the most valued Holy Son of the Demon Clan Holy Lord!
It can be said that apart from the girl in red, the most loyal person to the Holy Lord of the Monster Race is probably the Holy Son of Qilin! If something really happened, the consequences would be disastrous.
When the big guys from the Qilin clan start a riot, it's not just the human cultivators from the Tianji sect who will be implicated, their lives won't be much easier either!
When he thought of this, Holy Son Jiaolong looked like he had eaten shit.
He really wanted to go up and kick the Qilin Holy Son, but he didn't know what state he was in. Did he forget how terrifying his clan's secret method was?
It's better now. I only know that one person is in charge and everyone is here to be scared. I really accept it!
But even if there are endless words to say, if you want to complain about the Dragon Holy Son, you can only shut up obediently and wait for things to develop quietly.
Because he can't do anything now, the strong men like Bai Yu and Kong Xuan are still looking at him with eager eyes.
Alas, to be honest, Holy Son Jiaolong regretted causing trouble to Mark Ye Fan at this moment.
Wouldn't it be nice to go in and have a meeting in peace and quiet? I have to do all this nonsense here, but now I'm in a bit of trouble!
On the other side, Rumeng also noticed something was wrong and hurriedly reminded her.
"Little guy, be careful. There is something not right about the Qilin Holy Son. He seems to be holding back some big move."
"Hold up your ultimate move? Sister Rumeng, please don't give this guy any credit. Why do I feel like he's pretending to be there on purpose?"
"Yes, yes, that's definitely the case. He must be afraid of just giving up, and he's a little embarrassed, so he wants to show off his power here!"
"Haha, I won't be fooled by him. The moment he chooses to cause trouble for me today, his face is destined to be lost!"
Ye Fan curled his lips and looked unconcerned.
Now these accelerating talismans in his hands and body are his trump cards. With these powerful trump cards in hand, he will certainly not be afraid of a mere Kirin Holy Son.
But the next moment, Ye Fan's eyes changed.
Because he sensed the energy fluctuations emitted by the Kirin Holy Son, the strong pressure made even his breathing feel a little oppressive.
"No? What kind of pressure is this? Is this really the strength that a saint should have in the early stage?"
Ye Fan felt a little panicked. He was never afraid of the strong men of his generation, even the most evil ones.
But the energy fluctuations emitted by the Holy Son of Qilin at this time are obviously not the energy fluctuations of the early saints. It can be said that he and others are not at the same level at all.
Rumeng thought for a while and gave her own answer.
"If I guessed correctly, he should have used the secret method of the Qilin tribe."
"The secret method of the Qilin tribe? What is it? Is it very powerful?"
Rumeng glanced at Ye Fan speechlessly, how could he even ask such a question?
"Nonsense, of course it's very powerful. If it's not powerful, can it be called a secret technique?"
"In the ancient times, the strong men of the Qilin tribe used the secret method of the Warring States Period. It was a secret method that could continuously break through their own strength and realm!"
"Holy Son Qilin is now in the early stage of sainthood. After using the secret method, his strength is estimated to reach the late stage of sainthood or the peak of sainthood."
"The peak of a saint? This... this can't be a joke! Sister Rumeng, are you... are you sure you are serious and are not here to trick me?"
"I'm a bit timid. If we have something to say, let's talk it over. Don't scare me!"
Ye Fan stammered, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
It's not that he's too cowardly, the key to Rumeng's words is a bit scary.
Rumeng continued.
"You don't have to worry too much, little guy, that was all in ancient times. Now that the universe and starry sky are in the Age of Ending Law, the secret method of their Qilin tribe will definitely be weakened."
"By rough calculation, after the Holy Son of Qilin performs the secret technique, his strength will reach the late stage of Sainthood at best."
"In other words, I can't even reach the late stage of sainthood. I guess I will probably reach the peak of the middle stage of sainthood."
After Ru Meng's words fell, Ye Fan was so frightened that he trembled.
"The peak of the mid-term saint? But now I only have the early stage of the saint! And I have just broken through. How can I beat him?"
"Is their Qilin tribe's secret method so buggy? You can release it as you want without any side effects?"
"If there are no side effects at all, this would be too damn outrageous!"
In the end, Ye Fan was so angry that he uttered a curse word.
It's really a matter of comparing people to each other, and comparing goods with others. The blessings of Qilin Holy Son are a bit too much.
But if Qilin Holy Son heard this, he would have to give him two slaps.
Those who have seen Versailles have never seen someone like Ye Fan, who is from Versailles, despise the blessings of others!
If you think about it carefully, he probably has the most blessings. Not only does he have the boss Rumeng, he also has the body of an immortal in his body!
It’s true that Ye Fan has said everything, and there’s nothing you can do to him.
"That's not a big deal, it still has side effects."
"If you want to successfully use the Qilin clan's secret method, you must burn your own demon blood, which is equivalent to the spiritual blood of a human cultivator."
"And the longer it is released, the more it will burn, which will eventually cause you great trouble."
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan's chest rose and fell, as if he could no longer hold back the overwhelming power in his body.
"This damn guy! What is the hatred between the two of us? Did I dig up their ancestral graves? You must kill me!"
"I'm really convinced. How could I provoke this mad dog?"
"die!"
Before Ye Fan could complain too much, Qilin Holy Son had already launched a fierce offensive!
He is gritting his teeth at this moment, so he must end the struggle here as quickly as possible, otherwise he will be in big trouble!
The moment the Holy Son of Qilin took action, the color of the world changed completely, and thick dark clouds appeared in the sky, giving people a great sense of oppression!
Everyone looked at Ye Fan, wanting to see how Ye Fan would respond. Kong Xuan also clenched the fairy sword in his hand, ready to take action at any time!
