"The fortune of heaven and earth is here!"

Ye Fan mobilized the fortunes of the three major heavens and earth again at this moment, but unfortunately, he could only temporarily resist the power of Feng Lao's pressure.

Although Mr. Feng’s strength is not as domineering as Meng Han, it is still out of reach for Ye Fan.

As for other forces, Ye Fan's previous injury against Shangguan Ruoxuan had not recovered, and was also injured by Meng Han in the middle. He could not use the body of the barbarian dragon and the Shura Killing Way.

At this moment, Ye Fan really encountered the most serious crisis.

Meng Han would not kill him, but Mr. Feng wanted to kill him.

"Boy, don't be afraid of resistance. My old strength has entered the seventh level of the transformation period. Even if you give you a lucky luck in heaven and earth, you will not be my old opponent!"

Mr. Feng spoke proudly, expressing his strength, and attempting to defeat Ye Fan's psychology.

"You shameless old guy!"

Ye Fan gritted his teeth at this moment, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed. He was indeed a little anxious at this moment.

The old thief in front of him was very sinister. If Ye Fan wanted to save his life, he not only needed to sacrifice three great luck, but also had to serve him.

Even if Ye Fan can achieve the former, the latter's conditions will never be accepted.

How can Ye Fan go back and achieve his goals when he serves Mr. Feng, let alone defeat Meng Han.

Therefore, at this moment, Ye Fan had been forced into a desperate situation by Mr. Feng.

"It is actually my usual style of doing things, hahaha!"

Mr. Feng laughed at Ye Fan's scolding.

"If you take it without any reason, you will die without any reason!"

Just as Mr. Feng was about to succeed, a faint voice suddenly came from Ye Fan's body and echoed in the dark void.

"Who is it? Who is there, get out of here!"

The moment he heard this sound, Mr. Feng suddenly became anxious because the sound brought him an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Evil...Evil Old..."

As for Ye Fan, he was completely shocked at this moment, and his face seemed to be crying with joy.

"Don't respect for the old man, I'm not willing to die!"

The faint voice appeared again, and at the same time, the blood pendant on Ye Fan's chest began to flash with a charming blood light, almost instantly breaking the pressure that had been bound around Ye Fan for a long time.

"What? This is impossible..."

After seeing this scene, Mr. Feng shook his body and suddenly took a few steps back in the void, his face full of horror, "You...who are you? Come and register!"

"Who is the Lord? I don't know!"

The voice teased himself, and the next moment the blood light gradually spread around and enveloped Mr. Feng's body.

"No...are you the ancient saint?"

Faced with these blood lights, Old Feng's eyes were filled with despair. The next moment, he knelt down with a "thump" and kowtowed to the void, "I know I'm wrong, I hope Senior Ancient Saint spares my life!"

"Ancient Saint? Hehe..."

Hearing Mr. Feng's words, his voice was just disdainful and chuckled. The blood was still unstoppable, and soon drowned Mr. Feng's body.

"No...ah..."

Mr. Feng was in the blood light and had no power to resist at all, so he could only scream hysterically and powerlessly.

The seventh-level powerhouse of the transformation was killed almost in the blink of an eye.

"Xiaofan, why are you still standing there? Absorb his power!"

The next moment when Feng Lao died, the blood began to dissipate, and his voice reminded him.

"Oh, OK!"

Ye Fan responded dullly and sucked all of Feng Lao's blood and energy into his body.

When Ye Fan completed this scene, an old man with a unique appearance appeared in front of him. Although it was just a phantom, it was still shocking.

"Old Xie, thanks to you, you saved my life again!"

Seeing the old man in front of him, Ye Fan smiled bitterly.

"hehe!"

Looking at Ye Fan's appearance, Xie Lao laughed and said kindly: "You are in danger, so I should naturally appear!"

"Old Xie, what have you gained after practicing for so long?"

Ye Fan did not say anything grateful, because he and Elder Xie no longer needed these things. At this time, just start to get to the point.

"Apart from improving my cultivation level, I did not get much information. After all, I was still just the spirit of the Ten Thousand Demons Blood Pendant. My past memories have been erased too much!"

Old Xie knew that Ye Fan had a lot of doubts and wanted to ask him, but at this moment he could only shake his head helplessly.

As a weapon spirit, except for the abilities that the Ten Thousand Demons Blood Pendant possesses, the rest of the memories are very vague.

"I came to this Tiandi to look for my mother, but I have nothing to do so. The Ganlong Tiandi in front of me is the last place, but I can't get in. I'm really useless!"

Ye Fan finally found a complaining person at this moment and expressed his inner difficulties to Mr. Xie.

Meng Han and Feng Lao were hitting him one after another, and this time almost killed Ye Fan.

"This road is full of thorns. If you want to find your mother, the first thing you need is to make yourself stronger. You just need to remember that I will always be behind you. Moreover, as my strength recovers, there should be hope to awaken some of the memories and will give you guidance at that time!"

Old Xie seemed to see fatigue and pain in Ye Fan's eyes, and comforted him.

"Yeah, I will stick with it!"

The appearance of the elder Xie and some enlightenment made Ye Fan completely abandon the depression caused by these two things and restored his past appearance of inseparable water and fire.

"By the way, Mr. Xie, you appeared just right, I happened to have something to ask you for help!"

After Ye Fan recovered, he immediately remembered a serious matter.

"What's the matter? Is it about the practice of the demon clan?"

The elder Xie didn't understand.

"That's right, this void is too big. I plan to re-train the demon clan bone wings. I hope you can give me some advice!"

Ye Fan nodded and said.

"This is simple. This is not a place for cultivation. You can change the place first!"

After hearing this, Old Xie agreed and the phantom disappeared into the blood pendant of the demon clan again.

"good!"

Ye Fan responded and rushed towards the distance with excitement.

Mr. Feng is already dead, so it is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Ye Fan needs to practice and have to leave the Ganlong Tiandi area to be insured.

In fact, Ye Fan already has a goal in his mind for his next path, but this requires the demon clan bone wing as an auxiliary, otherwise it will be too time-consuming.

Since Ganlong Tiandi could not accommodate him, Ye Fan used the Eight Directions Tiandi as a place for cultivation.

Although he did not have the energy of great harmony, he still had the ability to enter the transformation and become the ancient saint.

Xu Zhen's words were constantly emerging in Ye Fan's mind. When he entered the ancient saint, there were three ways. If the conventional cultivation path was not feasible, he could only find another way.

The inheritance of the ancient sage is hard to come by, but Ye Fan has decided in his heart to choose the third method, starting from the most difficult supreme force.

At this moment, he did not pay attention to the process, but only paid attention to the results.
Chapter completed!