The lords of various major forces escaped in different directions. They had a high cultivation level and were extremely fast. Even if Xiao Fan had extreme speed, he would not be able to catch up with everyone. So he locked in the Holy Lord of the East Emperor, this man and the Saint of Purple Mansion.
The Lord is the one who wants to kill him the most.
"Xiao Fan, I am the Lord of the Holy Land. Do you know how serious the consequences will be?!" The Holy Lord of the East Emperor was a little bitchy. At this moment, he knew that he could not escape this disaster. Resistance was not Xiao Fan's.
The opponent can only threaten it.
"I'm the lord of the holy land who is so self-righteous, bullying, despicable and shameless!" Xiao Fan said coldly, his golden palm fell, and he took off his head with a "pop", and several meters high rushed out of his broken neck.
The blood column is filled with heat and the smell of blood is pungent.
"Oh my God, the Holy Lord of the Eastern Emperor is dead!" The people who witnessed this scene in various mountains exclaimed.
At this time, Xiao Fan turned around and chased him in the direction where the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion was fleeing. At a very fast speed, he chased him behind him in just a few breaths. The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion originally thought that Xiao Fan would chase the Holy Lord of the East Emperor, and he could
Anran escaped, but suddenly felt Xiao Fan's aura. When he looked back, his face changed drastically.
"I am the Lord of the Holy Land, you can't kill me!" The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion shouted with a ferocious expression, but his eyes were flashing, and his body was trembling.
"Ignorance." Xiao Fan gave him two words, and with a "puff", he twisted his head off. Blood splattered, and the headless corpse fell down with a bang. The beast pulling the chariot roared, and was also caused by Xiao Fan.
After stepping into meat paste, the entire ancient chariot cast by divine gold was broken into pieces and exploded in the air.
"Another Holy Lord is dead!"
People exclaimed, what happened today is enough to be recorded in history. The two great lords were killed by the same person in a moment. This is a great record from ancient times to the present. Such a thing has never happened. The world is destined to be because of this.
A big shock.
"I didn't expect that Xiao Fan was so strong. No wonder he was fearless when he first came out. This time, all the major holy places and major forces were kicked to the iron plate, and the losses were heavy."
"The continental structure will undergo earth-shaking changes, and the Longteng Empire is destined to rise, and several major holy lands will only be behind in the future after this battle. In addition to the three super existences who are in charge of the ups and downs of the continent, the Longteng Empire is undoubtedly the most powerful.
A powerful force.”
"One person almost subverted several holy places and more than a dozen major forces, and killed those high-ranking overlords who were frightened. This is really unbelievable, like a myth."
"Is the Chaos Body really invincible? This physique is so terrifying..."
People were amazed and sighed, but they didn't expect that this would be the result. The world's major forces gathered and came in a fierce manner, but they fled in a panic. Only some of the heroes survived, and most of the rest died, and even those who survived could not support them.
How long has it been?
On the plain, there are still tens of thousands of people fighting with the wolf cavalry, shouting and killing the sky, and blood and bones are flying together, which is extremely tragic. Of course, the tragic cultivators are the ones, not the wolf cavalry.
As the number of cultivators from major forces became smaller and smaller, there was no suspense in this battle. It was completely a crushing kill. The cultivators fell down in groups, screaming endlessly.
Xiao Fan came in the air, holding the head of the Holy Lord of the East Emperor in his right hand and the head of the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion in his left hand. The soul in it had been shattered by him, and the bright red blood kept dripping along the broken part of his neck.
"The heads of the Holy Lord of the East Emperor and the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion are here!" Xiao Fan shouted loudly, raised two blood-dropped heads, and the sound spread throughout the Luoxia Mountains.
"kill!!"
The morale of the soldiers of the empire became even more intense. Both the mounts and people roared, and the more they fought, the more brave they became. However, the cultivators of the great forces were so scared that they were all broken and suddenly became defeated. They were constantly pierced by the iron spears in the hands of the soldiers, and were pierced into pieces.
Fallen down.
There is no suspense in this battle. More than 100,000 cultivators were all stained with blood in the Luoxia Mountains, with corpses and solidified blood everywhere, and blood mist floating in the air. This is a tragic picture.
All major forces gathered together to attack the immortal land, but ended tragically. This incident quickly spread to every corner of the continent. Xiao Fan's name was known to everyone, and his reputation far exceeded those holy lords after this battle.
The Longteng Empire also rose rapidly.
The war ended, but many people did not leave and remained outside the Luoxia Mountains. People knew that the great forces and holy land would never stop like this, because they still had the foundation and had not used it, not to mention the King's soldiers.
, I don’t know how many old guys who have been in seclusion all year round are still alive.
In this battle, tens of thousands of soldiers were injured and the death toll was only a few dozen, which was the smallest casualty. Although there were war monuments to suppress the enemy, they were still attacked by some strong men, and casualties were inevitable.
Compared with the major forces, the casualties of the Longteng Empire cannot be compared. The world's major forces gathered, and more than 100,000 cultivators were wiped out. Except for some heroes who fled, the rest of the people were all buried in the Luoxia Mountains.
It includes two holy lords, two sect masters, and a group of supreme elders in the fifth level of the mythical realm.
This time, whether it is the holy land or the sects, it can be said that it is damaged by muscles and bones, and its vitality is severely damaged. It is impossible for them to recover without a thousand years. Because they have died too many elites of the past, even the last few generations
Most of the Supreme Elder died.
This battle was the injury and pain of the holy land and the sect, which cut off his legs. Many people predicted that several holy land and the sect would be crazy, and most likely would let the old guys in seclusion come out, or even take the half-step king.
The soldiers come to attack.
Two days later, there was no one in the mountain range. All the cultivators who stayed retreated outside the mountain range because they thought of the possible battle in the near future, and the aftermath could sweep thousands of miles.
In the immortal land, the whole country cheered, and Xiao Fan ordered that the entire empire celebrated for seven days. Moreover, he personally controlled the dragon vein and turned the purple qi of the dragon vein into countless purple dragons and rushed out, nourishing the bodies of every citizen and soldiers, and improving the
Their cultivation speed.
The empire celebrated, but the atmosphere in the palace was not so strong, because many people knew that the holy land and the sect would never give up, and they would have to face a more terrifying battle next.
"The emperor, those holy lands and sects will most likely send some old guys in seclusion. If they come with half-step king soldiers, how should we deal with it?" Qin Han and others asked, with a serious expression.
"You don't have to worry about these things, and the soldiers don't have to fight for the next thing. Let them relax for a few days." Xiao Fan said with a smile. Faced with those people at the peak of mythology and half-step king's soldiers, no matter how many
Even the wolf rider is useless, he can only go to die.
"But……"
The civil and military officials were still worried. After all, there was only one map of Ten Thousand Demon Kings in the empire, but the enemy had multiple half-step king soldiers.
"I said, there is no need to worry, just kill it as much as you come." Xiao Fan's voice was calm and his expression was not fluctuating. However, the words he said hit everyone like a huge rock, which shocked them.
Showing surprise.
"The emperor's power is so powerful that I am too worried." The civil and military officials and generals were relieved and left the palace and went to celebrate, no longer worried about the situation of the empire.
In the back garden, in the pavilion in the center of the small lake, Xiao Fan sat upright at the jade table and looked at a man and a woman opposite him, and smiled and said, "Brother Ba, fairy, we haven't seen each other for more than a year."
"Oh, a year is also short for mortals, and it is even more a flash of fingers for those who practice like us." Ba Wuji sighed and said, "In just one year, Brother Xiao's achievements have been shocked.
The world, I will never be able to catch up with your pace in this life..."
"After the battle of Luoxia Mountains, Brother Xiao's divine posture shook the world. In people's hearts, he is already above the heroic lord. Your opponent is no longer the younger generation." Mo Feixuan also sighed a little, and she was of the same generation as Xiao Fan.
It only took a year, but it was hard to see it, and it was widened from a distance.
"Don't underestimate yourself. I just have more opportunities than you. If it weren't for the "Big Dao Essence and Blood Pill" of King Daoxu, I would just be a cultivator who had just entered the mythological realm." Xiao Fan smiled and comforted the two of them.
Then he looked solemn and said, "The latter fourth level of the Eight Desolate Extreme Realm you mentioned appears, and the troubled times are coming. There must be unexpected opportunities in this. I hope you can gain a lot in the latter fourth level of the world."
"Don't Brother Xiao plan to enter the fourth floor of the Eight Desolate Realm?" Xiao Fan's words surprised Ba Wuji and Mo Feixuan. He looked at him in confusion and said, "Brother Xiao, do you know the final ending
There is a great opportunity to win the Grand Prix of the Immortal Realm in the first floor and become a great king!”
"I naturally know that Nishang once told me some things about the back fourth floor of the Eight Desolate Realm." Xiao Fan said. At this time, Nishang came slowly and sat lightly beside Xiao Fan to pour wine for him, but it was not enough to
speech.
Xiao Fan drank a sip of the fine wine and said, "The Eight Desert Realms are about to open. I think it should be within one or two years, but I still have more important things to do. To solve the matters of the holy land and the sect, I have to go to Yunxian.
Go to the top of the mountain.”
"What?!" Ba Wuji and Mo Feixuan were so shocked that they almost stood up. The wine glass that was delivered to their mouths was frozen there. They looked at each other, and then looked at Xiao Fan at the same time, saying, "Brother Xiao, you
Going to the top of Yunxian?"
"No," Xiao Fan nodded, a soft color appeared in his eyes, as if he had seen Shangguan Lanruo's shadow, and said softly: "Since I embarked on the road of cultivation, the top of the clouds is my goal, and there are people waiting for me there for a hundred years.
After many years, I can't let her wait any longer."
"You..." Ba Wuji and Mo Feixuan wanted to speak but stopped. They were as smart as them, and seemed to have guessed something.
Mo Feixuan calmed down and said in a tentative tone: "I heard that there is a princess at the top of Yunxian, with a fairy figure and a beautiful woman, and is the most beautiful woman in the world. Could it be that Brother Xiao and her are old acquaintances?