The city of Desert is located on the border of the Gama Empire. It is quite hot because it is close to the desert.

Therefore, the men and women along the way had very little clothes on their bodies, which was in sharp contrast with Ye Fan, who was wearing a black robe.

"Xiao Zi, let's go into the city and take a look."

After greeting the Amethyst Winged Lion King, who had once again turned into a puppy, Ye Fan walked straight towards the city gate.

"Boy..."

Seeing this, the guards on the side were about to shout, but they saw their companions pulling him desperately and shouted in a low voice: "Damn it, do you want to die? I didn't see that he was an alchemist, and he was a fourth-grade alchemist!"

"But……"

The guard looked at Ye Fan's overly young face with confusion, and was about to ask why there was such a young fourth-grade alchemist.

The companion next to him shook his head and smiled mysteriously: "You are a layman. I heard that some old monsters like to use pills to make themselves like young people. This is called "Stay of Resistance."

"There is a skill to keep your face..."

Hearing the guard's words, Ye Fan's face turned dark and he forced himself to argue with him.

With his cultivation level reaching his level, he cannot use ordinary people's time to measure changes in his body. Even in the past hundred years, he will not have a slight aging.

"Hey, it's interesting. There is actually a sealed Douhuang here..."

When he entered the city, his divine thoughts were slightly swept away, and the structure of the entire Mo City was imprinted into Ye Fan's mind. Not only that, he also made an unexpected discovery.

"Let me think about it. If I remember correctly, this person named Haibodong seems to have a picture of the remaining fire of the pure lotus demon. Well, let me come and have a visit, this former Ice Emperor..."

While speaking, Ye Fan had already determined the goal of this trip, and immediately walked straight towards the position of the divine consciousness sensing.

After walking slowly for a while, the map shop called "Ancient Tu" appeared in Ye Fan's sight.

After scanning the shop outside, Ye Fan was a little surprised. This shop was not as luxurious and ostentatious as elsewhere, and it looked faintly exuding a bit of antique smell.

Seeing this, Ye Fan nodded and walked into the store.

The store is not very spacious. The two moonstones emit a faint light, illuminating the store quite brightly. They glanced around the store at will. There were not many people who came to buy maps inside, but they looked particularly deserted.

However, Ye Fan did not care, but instead looked at the old man behind the counter with interest, who was hanging his head and carefully making the map.

The old man looked quite big, but although his head was covered in white hair, his dry palm holding the black pen of the drawing was still steady and powerful.

After looking carefully for a while, seeing that the old man still had no intention of raising his head, Ye Fan couldn't help but chuckled and said quietly: "I didn't expect that the dignified 'Ice Emperor' Hai Bodong would end up in such a field. Is it really unpredictable to the world?"

"Click!"

The ink pen in his hand paused suddenly, and with this crisp sound, it broke in response to the sound.

The old man stared at the black marks painted with ink on the map. After a while, he raised his head and stared at Ye Fan. A faint chill was quickly gathering in his dim eyes.

"Who are you?"

He gently tapped somewhere above the table, and the open door suddenly closed. The old man stared at Ye Fan with sharp eyes, and a cold and powerful aura spread out from his body.

"boom--!"

Unfortunately, before this momentum approached Ye Fan, it seemed to be blocked by some inexplicable aura and retracted again.

"Dou...Douzong?"

Seeing this, the face of the white-haired old man suddenly became wonderful, and he said in a trembling voice: "Sir, may I ask you..."

“I don’t like nonsense,”

Ye Fan couldn't help but waved his hand and frowned, "Haibodong, I know that you are unwilling to be sealed by someone to hide your cultivation here. Now I will give you a chance. As long as you choose to give me the broken picture you got, or to worship me as the main one, then I will lift the seal for you."

"Choose one of two, you... choose one."

"Don't you think it's a bit difficult?"

Haibodong frowned, and his face suddenly became gloomy. "Although I don't know why you value that residual picture so much, I, Haibodong, are not a soft persimmon that can be controlled by others!"

While speaking, the white hair behind Hai Bodong was automatically windless, and the cold fighting spirit lingered around his body. Although most of his cultivation was sealed, the strength he showed was not inferior to ordinary fighting spirit powerhouses!

"Oh? Are you crying when you don't see the coffin?"

A gentle sigh sounded, Ye Fan's smile closed, and the eyes that looked at Hai Bodong unconsciously showed a little coldness, "Well, let you suffer a little first!"

"court death!"

Hearing this, a trace of evil spirit flashed across Haibodong's face, and the hideous scar seemed much more fierce. His toes were a little on the ground, and his body shot towards Ye Fan like lightning.

Just as Haibodong was moving, the cold air quickly filled the entire store, with a faint mist lingering in it, covering Ye Fan's sight.

"Although the damn thing is worse than before, it is not difficult to deal with a young boy like you!"

While speaking, the whistle and whistle the wind sounded from his ears. Looking at Haibodong who was approaching quickly, Ye Fan couldn't help but smile: "Is that true?"

As the words fell, Haibodong found that he could not move. A thin chain wrapped around his toes, layer after layer, almost entangled him into a rice dumpling!

“When…when?”

Turning his head with difficulty and looking at the chains wrapped around him, Hai Bodong's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He thought that with his strength, even if he could not beat Ye Fan, he would at least make the other party retreat.

But Haibodong forgot that he was no longer the famous "Ice Emperor", but the other party was a real Douzong.

"Forget it, that broken picture is there, please take it away." Haibo said, his voice dry and powerless, completely different from his previous rebellious look!

However, Ye Fan was not moved at all. Instead, he looked at him with interest and jokingly said, "It's really worthy of being an old man, Haibodong, do you think I don't know that the broken pictures there are actually only half what you get?"

"Okay, I've changed my mind..."

Halfway through his words, Ye Fan's voice gradually turned cold, "Since you insist on showing off your little thoughts, then you can die for me!"

As the words fell, the chains tied to Haibodong were quickly locked and locked again... I am afraid that in less than half a minute, this dignified Ice Emperor would die!

"Wait, this lord... I am willing to surrender, and I don't want the ruined picture..."

Feeling the iron chains on his body tightened, and the long-lost aura of death lingered in his heart again. Haibodong's only a trace of arrogance disappeared immediately!

"Very good, give your soul."

"It's...master."

"Crazy--"

With a thought, the "Tie Tian Chain" wrapped around Hai Bodong quickly disappeared.

The speed was almost beyond Hai Bodong's expectations, and the awe of Ye Fan in his heart deepened a little further without realizing it.

Seeing that Hai Bodong's reaction coefficient was all collected, Ye Fan nodded slightly and said quietly,

"Go and bring me that broken picture."

“Yes, master.”

After giving out a trace of his soul, Hai Bodong now almost became Ye Fan's most loyal subordinate in this plane. Even if he had any thoughts in his mind, just one thought of Ye Fan could put him to death!

Soon, Haibodong took two remaining pictures, which were exactly the same material as the one Ye Fan found in the cave.

However, the two portions are just about the same size as the one in Ye Fan's hands.

Seeing this, Haibodong explained: "Master, after I tried my best to get this broken picture in the desert, I rely on my years of experience in making drawings to perfectly divide it into two parts. Now these two broken pictures are here. What else do you need?"

Looking at Haibodong's nervous look, Ye Fan couldn't help but smile, put the two broken pictures into the divine ring, and waved: "I'm very satisfied with the things. There are a few things you need to do next, but before that, I'll help you lift the seal on your body."

"Master, do you want to refine elixirs now?" Haibodong said in confusion.
Chapter completed!