Years ago, I condensed the fifth-grade golden elixir, and now it is at the peak of the golden elixir, and it is possible to break through and become a powerful Nascent Soul at any time!"

The axe-wielding monk thought that removing the leader of the Zoroastrian Cult as his backer would scare away Ye Fan.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan was not afraid at all. Instead, he held his head high and said proudly: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked! With you despicable disciples who are greedy for profit and unrighteousness, that bullshit leader is probably not a good person! If he is

If he dares to show up, I will beat him until he runs away with his head in his arms!"

Between the lines, there is innate arrogance and domineering, as if he was a born king, and no one in the world dares to disobey his orders.

Suddenly, an angry shout came from a distance, like thunder exploding:

"What a loud tone! Which fanatic is actually shouting in our Zoroastrian Cult? Are you tired of living?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and tall figure swept over him like a white rainbow piercing the sun. The air around him seemed to be drained out, and he was suddenly suffocated. Terrifying waves surged in all directions like a tide.

Looking from a distance, I saw that the person was about forty years old, and I didn’t know what kind of skills he practiced. His hair and eyebrows were red, and he was also wearing red robes, but he was far more luxurious than the two foundation-building monks.

Much.

"Boom!"

The moment the man's feet touched the ground, the ground within a kilometer radius trembled, as if a small earthquake had occurred.

"Stab it!"

His sharp eyes seemed to be able to separate yin and yang, scanning the whole place, making people feel numb and instinctively afraid.

The pressure on him didn't seem like that of a warrior, but an active volcano that could erupt at any time and turn the entire world into ashes.

Strong!

This is the real powerhouse!

Far more powerful than the ancestors of the Ji family on Earth.

Even Ye Fan's face showed a bit of solemnity.

Seeing the red-haired middle-aged Taoist priest, the axe-wielding monk seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and rushed over and shouted: "Master, help! This villain who doesn't know where he came from actually killed his senior brother and asked the leader for help."
Chapter completed!