"Old man, die!"

Ye Fan was angry at the moment and didn't want to say anything more. He shot a bloody light at the Red Gold Elder.

"brush!"

The blood light penetrated the world, just like tearing a blood blade in the void, extremely terrifying.

"What a powerful demonic power!"

The moment Ye Fan took action, Elder Chi Jin felt extremely pressured. He had just entered the Qiankun Realm and had only a peak level of cultivation, so he was no match for Ye Fan at all.

"The Great Way of Qiankun, the power of heaven and earth!"

Elder Chijin's expression trembled sharply, and the greatest power of his life gathered in his old palm to resist the blood-colored demonic power.

In terms of level, the blood-colored demon power has long surpassed the power of the universe, which is why Elder Chijin is so afraid.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the blood-colored demon power collided with the power of the universe, and the blood light penetrated everything in the next moment, penetrated the power of the universe.

"No……"

Elder Chijin glared at the dense blood-colored holes that appeared on his chest, with disbelief in his eyes.

He is the elder of Xuanjin Gate and a powerful man in Qiankun Realm, but he can't even catch Ye Fan's ordinary attack.

"Everyone who is against me will die!"

Ye Fan shouted coldly and watched Elder Chijin gradually melt in front of him and turn into bits of plasma.

After experiencing the incident of Xiao Yu, Ye Fan had no good or evil in his heart. He could only clear all obstacles. If one word was used to describe his character at this moment, it would be "evil".

Without justice, without good and evil, it is the evil way.

"Qingoka, do it!"

After Ye Fan killed Elder Chijin with one blow, his figure quickly retreated, and at the same time he gave an order to Qinggang, who had been waiting on the side for a long time.

Today, all the disciples of Xuanjin Sect will not be left except for the person who had specially asked Ye Mu to take care of him.

"Xiaofan, you...you are a demon cultivator!"

Ye Feihua has always stood there, watching the battle between Ye Fan and Elder Chi Jin. The blood light that spreads to the sky was enough to make everyone's legs and feet weak.

"Father, I have always been a demon cultivator, since I was framed by Ye Meng!"

Ye Fan knew that this matter would be revealed sooner or later. When the Tianzong discussed the Tao, some powerful people had already seen through his bloody ink light.

At this moment, I was covered in demonic aura, so there is no need to explain more.

"So that's it, no wonder you can suddenly become so powerful!"

Ye Feihua looked like a sudden realization and finally learned the truth of the incident, but all this is no longer important at this moment.

"Father, at this moment, I have become the Blood Demon King and I am destined to be unable to get involved in the Ye family. I can only trouble you in the Northern Region!"

Ye Fan said in a low mood.

He became the demon king, gained power comparable to that of the dynasty, but also lost a lot of things.

The Ye family is the Xuandao family. If they are mixed with his demonic Taoism, they will inevitably become an alien, and the development of the Northern Region will be limited by then.

"Xiaofan, for the sake of the Northern Region and the Family, I will keep sticking with it!"

Ye Feihua gritted her teeth, but a sense of sadness appeared in her eyes.

At that time, Ye Batian left him because of the incident in the Deep Heaven Valley. Perhaps it was a separation in this life. Ye Fan's affairs were the same at this moment. The father and son were destined to separate for various reasons.

"Father, I will leave two monster generals, transform into human forms, and protect the Ye family. No matter what my final outcome is, there must be no accident in the Ye family. We cannot be ashamed of our grandfather or our ancestor!"

After hearing Ye Feihua's promise, Ye Fan was both sad and moved. No matter how ruthless he was, he would have a family and relatives in his heart.

"This time the incident was spread by the two old guys from the Ye family in the Imperial City. In the future, more people will come to grab the inheritance of the ancient sword pavilion. It's better to return this thing to you. I can no longer protect it!"

Ye Feihua said that, and wanted to return the ring of the sect leader of the ancient sword Pavilion to Ye Fan.

"No, after this incident, I will let everyone know the outcome and keep anyone dare not come to provoke the Ye family again!"

Ye Fan did not take the ring, and was very confident in this matter, with his eyes full of cruelty.

"Father, Xiaofan is unfilial and cannot be with you. He will leave here. I will have a chance to see you in the future!"

Ye Fan finally bowed deeply to Ye Feihua, spread his bone wings behind him, and rushed directly into the sky.

His path has changed compared to before, and he is destined to be an enemy of the Xuan Cultivators on the entire continent and cannot drag down his family and relatives.

"Xiaofan, be careful..."

Ye Feihua kept watching Gu Yi disappear into his eyes, his eyes couldn't help but feel a little red and swollen.

Ye Fan's cultivation path was ups and downs, but only in this way could he transform into a true strong man, and what he paid was not just as simple as suffering and tears.

"Myster Demon King, where will we go next? Are we going to continue the journey to the extreme south?"

When Ye Fan returned to the sky, Chi Yan and others had already wiped out all the enemies and were bent in the middle of the black clouds waiting for Ye Fan.

"brush!"

Ye Fan flashed to the bloodthirsty spine. A blood robe had appeared on his body at some point, with golden patterns engraved on it, which was eye-catching.

This was the royal robe that Ye Mu specially prepared for him after he was named king. At this moment, he had said goodbye to his father. Ye Fan finally had no worries and could wear this royal robe.

"Not to the extreme south, Xiaomu, bring that person up!"

A trace of majesty has appeared in Ye Fan's voice, and the kingly posture appears quietly!

"good!"

Ye Mu was standing on the original big roc, and in his hand was holding a disciple of the Xuanjin Gate who had fainted. In his response, the disciple was thrown directly to Ye Fan by him.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the disciple fell on his bloodthirsty spine, and the pain on his body woke him up.

"This...where is this? Who are you all?"

When the disciple woke up, his mind was still a little confused. He felt countless terrifying auras around him, and he was immediately panicked.

"Jinwu, it's only half a month. Don't you even know me?"

Ye Fan's faint voice came from him, cold and ruthless.

"You...you are Ye Fan, you are the Blood Demon King."

Although Jinwu had seen Ye Fan before, he could not recognize his identity at once. The change of the latter was really a bit big.

"Yes, the reason why you save your life is that you have something to do!"

Ye Fan nodded lightly and continued to say coldly.

"Haha, I really didn't expect that you were defeated and now you became a demon clan. If you kill my disciples, don't want me to help you achieve anything!"

After Jinwu learned that the Blood Demon King was Ye Fan, he was not as afraid as before, but seemed to be ready to die.
Chapter completed!