In the old house in Tianhe Pass.

Xiao Fan looked at the latest news with a confused look.

Kong Fangxiang stripped off the black life form in his body.

The living body calls itself "Kong Demon" and has a terrifying physical strength.

But Kong Fangxiang himself completely fell from the altar. He was once known as the first talented monster in history, but now it is... hard to describe in one word.

Because the devil's muscles and flesh man gave the price of saying Dharma Sui, his physical strength is not enough now.

The ability to speak the Dharma has also decreased significantly, and it can be said that it has completely withdrawn from the stage of the Super God Class and is lost to everyone.

"It's aborted!?"

Xiao Fan's angrily shouted out of control, scaring the people next to him.

Xiao Fan immediately realized his emotional problems. After taking a deep breath, he sat down and shook his head and said, "What a talent to say and follow the Dharma."

"It's just a waste."

“It’s really… regrettable.”

Liu Yuan, who was standing beside him, frowned and said, "Master, I have always felt that the words and Dharma followers of this descendant of Confucius cannot be called the true meaning of Dharma followers."

“There are so limited things that can be done.”

"Master, I feel that this person's talent may be misjudged, right? This generation has misjudged so many times, and Yunxian was once misjudged as an ordinary god level."

"Then this descendant of Confucius might have only one god level, but was misjudged as mythical level. After all, it is said that his words are based on the physical strength of this talent, and he does not even have a god level.

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Halfway through speaking, Zhou Mi, who was beside him, glared at him, and then looked at Xiao Fan again.

Liu Yuan followed Zhou Mi's gaze and suddenly felt a little nervous.

Because at this time, the master stared at the TV screen tightly, as if he hadn't heard him speak at all. He pinched the water cup in his hand, and there were dense cracks on the cup.

He felt that the master was very angry, and it was so angry that it made people panic.

But suddenly, Xiao Fan let out a long sigh, and the anger in his body dissipated, and the glass cup in his hand instantly cracked, and the glass residue shattered all over the floor.

Zhou Mi, who was standing beside him, quickly raised his hand to display his abilities, and put it into the trash can before the glass landed.

"It's okay." Xiao Fan shook his head.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Because no one asked if there was anything wrong.

But Xiao Fan suddenly thought that since this official could say that he was dead everywhere.

Why can't you say that Lao Confucius is useless everywhere?

My Yuanhuang team members are abolished if they say they are abolished?

Still have the law of nature?

Is there any other kingly law?

How is that possible!

Lao Kong is definitely not a person who wants to fall into depravity!

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan calmed down.

He suddenly stood up and said, "Disciple, don't you like Xiao Fan?"

"The museum in Tianhe Pass has just built Xiao Fan's sculpture recently, so go and have a look."

He doesn't want to watch TV anymore, it's awful to watch the news.

Nowadays, many young people enter the war zone with enthusiasm because of Xiao Fan.

Therefore, the eight major war zones all made iron while the iron was hot. In order to increase morale, statues were built in the museum that were one-to-one with the Imperial Capital Hero Soul Hall.

Liu Yuan was looking forward to it.

What is the sculpture like? The pictures posted on the Internet are already very handsome, and he wants to go to the scene to see it.

The group walked towards the museum in a mighty manner.

Soon, they arrived at the museum.

There are so many people here, and I'm all here to see Xiao Fan's sculptures.

The sculpture was completed a week ago and opened.

After a whole week, the popularity remains unabated.

Sudden.

He raised his eyebrows and turned his head, and saw a strong man wearing sunglasses and a black mask.

The man lowered his head and walked towards the museum.

The light in his body was too dazzling.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Even though he had already made himself integrate into the crowd as much as possible, he was still perceived by Xiao Fan's empty and self-centered realm.

Song Mingguang.

Good guy.

Xiao Fan suddenly felt a little panicked, but thought that he had not had much interaction with Song Mingguang, so he probably couldn't recognize him.

But what did he do here?

At this time, Song Mingguang started chatting with a companion around him, and his companion also covered his whole body tightly. Xiao Fan could probably confirm that he was Song Mingguang's teammate, and he seemed to be Jiang Linyuan, with a mythical level and talented as the sea god.

Unfortunately, the battlefields of the Super Gods before had nothing to do with the sea. Therefore, Jiang Linyuan has never performed well, and is even somewhat inferior to the title of mythology.

There is no way, the talent of the Sea God is on dry land, like a bird without wings, so no one blames him.

The two of them chatted very weakly, and they also used the special secret technique of the Super God Class, which no one could hear.

But...who made me also from the super god class?

Jiang Linyuan sighed and said, "This mission is difficult... There is no limit to any realm. If you are accidentally beaten by the emperor-level alien race or even the emperor-level alien race, then that will be over."

Song Mingguang said indifferently: "Believe in Tianhe Pass."

"We just need to be prepared to face the Lintao team."

"Captain, how many personnel will Tianhe Pass arrange to act with us?" Jiang Linyuan asked again.

"That place is on the hillside of Tianhe Waterfall. At that time...at least ten troops."

"Ten teams!? That's what 500 people start?" Jiang Linyuan was a little shocked.

Song Mingguang shook his head and said, "At least 500 people, and there are 500 people on the side. The lowest level must be the Grand Master."

"The emperor and the emperor should also appear, after all, that's something in the legend."

Jiang Linyuan shook his head and said, "Yes, that's the legendary heart of the sea god. It is rumored that the water talent can become the master of the sea."

"Captain, do you think those emperor-level and emperor-level, and even some older generation strong men from our side will come out to grab them?"

"I will be moved by this kind of thing."

"Who knows..." Song Mingguang sighed: "Sometimes you must have in your destiny, but don't force it if you don't have in your destiny."

"There are two days left, be ready."

"This operation is life-threatening."

Suddenly, Song Mingguang always felt that someone was eavesdropping on their conversation. He frowned slightly and turned around and saw that there were many people around him, but nothing special.

The encrypted calls of the Super God Class cannot be heard here.

Wait, why does the old man on the side always make people feel familiar?

Song Mingguang suddenly couldn't help but speed up and trotted out of the troubling crowd.

He wanted to take a look at the old man more.

He is too old!

The old one is like Xiao Fan lying in blood and fire at that time.

This intuition is quite outrageous.

But he just couldn't help thinking, at least take a look and confirm.

Soon, he caught up with Xiao Zhanmo.

Then, under the confused gaze of Liu Yuan and his group, he looked directly at Xiao Zhanmo's face.

Xiao Zhanmo frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?"

After Song Mingguang saw his face, he suddenly felt dazed.

Because this is not Xiao Fan's face at all, his eyes... are inexplicably similar.

never mind.

He probably thought too much.

"No, it's okay, I'm sorry to bother me." Song Mingguang smiled far-fetchedly and turned around and returned to the team members.

He touched the back of his head and shook his head.

I thought to myself that even he felt this feeling was inexplicable.

On the side, Jiang Linyuan asked in confusion: "Captain, do you know that old man?"
Chapter completed!