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Chapter 1742 Dragon Egg Mutation!

Who else is dissatisfied?

Although Ye Fan's voice was silent, it was like a thunder that shook the ground and exploded in the field.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The next moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Fan. Instead of the previous contempt and contempt, they showed unconcealable awe and admiration.

No one could have imagined that Ye Fan, who had only reached the fifth level of divine transformation, would be like a god, cutting out ravines stretching tens of thousands of miles with a single strike.

In the outside world, there are not many people who can achieve this feat, not to mention that this is in Youdu, where everyone's cultivation is suppressed.

Even the True Immortal of Crossing Tribulation probably wouldn't be able to strike with this sword!

The twelfth prince's face was as pale as paper, he was shivering, and his body was completely soaked in cold sweat, as if he had walked through the gates of hell.

When the knife struck just now, he could not dodge at all, and even gave up resistance, waiting for death to come.

Fortunately, Ye Fan deliberately turned at an angle, and the sword light grazed his cheek.

If Ye Fan hadn't shown mercy, he would be a corpse now.

Thinking of this, the twelfth prince quickly bowed his head, looked at Ye Fan and said in an extremely respectful voice: Mr. Ye, I was rude before, but now I am completely convinced!

No problem! Ye Fan waved his hand and didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Okay, if you rest where you are, everyone will die here!

A person's name, the shadow of a tree!

Nie, the Ghost King's Coffin Punisher, was fierce and powerful. Although everyone present met him for the first time, they had already heard of his various ferocious deeds.

Such masters of magic are definitely not something they can resist.

Rumble!

High in the sky, the Ghost King's coffin was flying as fast as thunder, getting closer and closer to them. It wouldn't be long before Xing Nie in the coffin would notice their presence.

At the critical moment, the Sixth Prince suddenly threw a piece of earth and enveloped everyone in the arena.

This big special piece was translucent and shrouded in it. Ye Fan felt as if the aura on his body was completely covered, isolated from the wider world, and in another small and chaotic space.

Huh? What kind of treasure is this? Ye Fan asked curiously.

Brother Ye, this is a high-grade spiritual weapon on the Bichen Stage. It is the supreme treasure of our Great Xia Dynasty. My father lent it to me for this trip to Youdu!

The Sixth Prince opened his mouth and explained: This year, silk silk was used as a raw material and was made by thousands of skilled craftsmen. It took a full sixty years to make it. Once it is shrouded in it, it can cover the atmosphere and hide the sky. It is a must-have artifact for going out for trials!

Hearing this, Ye Fan was greatly shocked.

The Great Xia Dynasty is indeed an imperial city that has been inherited for more than 8,000 years, and there is such a mysterious spiritual weapon.

That's right! Ye Fan's eyes lit up and he asked: If a peerless strong man wearing Bichen could not approach other monks and kill them with one strike?!

Hearing this question, the Sixth Prince shook his head and explained: Brother Ye, after being banned, you can only stay in place and cannot move, otherwise your whereabouts will be exposed! In addition, there are certain distance restrictions. If

If you are within 100 meters of the True Immortal Transcending Tribulation, your opponent will still detect his aura!

I see!

Ye Fan nodded. Although avoiding dust has its drawbacks, it is still a very useful spiritual weapon.

A moment later, the dark coffin flew over everyone's heads, completely unaware of anyone below.

After waiting for a long time, it was confirmed that the Ghost King Coffin had completely left, and Ye Fan was about to leave.

Whoosh!

But at this moment, another purple rainbow pierced the sky and earth, shooting from the east, full of domineering power, like a bright meteor tearing through the night.

Seeing this purple light, the sixth prince looked in disbelief and exclaimed: Demon Commander Ying Hengtian! He was not imprisoned in the Ying Family Pagoda and was not allowed to step out of the Ying Family, so how could he have come here?

Youdu?


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