"Is that true?"

The faint voice sounded, but to Yao Xiaotian, it was like a storm.

"I want to suppress me and practice for a thousand years!"

Accompanied by this majestic sound, the Nine Nether Yellow Spring suddenly exploded, and a purple-gold sword light rose like a glorious sun, with an unstoppable momentum, and slashed at Yao Xiaotian's huge body.

"boom--!"

The sword shadow slashed at Yao Xiaotian's chest and cut a huge wound, and blood splashed out directly.

"bump!"

Yao Xiaotian's body flew backwards and finally landed heavily on a mountain in the distance, directly shattering the mountain to pieces.

"Boom!"

The mountain peaks were crushed and burst into gravel. The huge force crushed the black giant snake into the ground and embedded it deeply into the ground.

Yao Xiaotian glared at Ye Fan. A huge wound on its chest was scary. Although the bleeding was not fast, the gurgling blood also dyed the snake's body red. It was obvious that the wound was too big just now.

Yao Xiaotian really felt death approaching. The previous sword had a sharp momentum. If he hadn't been dodging his body at the last moment and avoided the vital parts, he would have been killed by this sword.

"You...who are you!"

His eyes were cold, but Yao Xiaotian was extremely hated at this moment. He had never felt the approaching of death like he had before. This feeling of life and death was dependent on human hands. No one would have wanted to try it again.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with a dying person."

He glanced at Yao Xiaotian lightly, Ye Fan turned around and was about to take down the other party with a sword, but saw Yao Ming suddenly speak out: "Master... Please give this person to his subordinates."

But he looked at Yao Xiaotian fiercely, and the cold light in his eyes made people shudder.

Seeing this, Ye Fan nodded slightly and frowned and said, "Go, but the speed is fast. I believe that the movement here is enough to attract the attention of others. If there is a problem outside the room, I will personally solve the problem."

"I understand."

Yao Ming nodded. He knew that the troubles Ye Fan was referring to must be the people of the other Nine Netherworld Ming Python clan, especially Yao Xiaotian's confidant.

As soon as he thought of this, a trace of regret flashed across the demon: "Yao Xiaotian, you stabbed me into the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs back then and tortured me for a whole hundred years with the formation. Today... I will let you know what it means to be unhappy with retribution!"

"Puff——!"

But Yao Ming slowly squatted down, stroked Yao Xiaotian's head with his palm. His dry and terrifying face suddenly appeared softly: "I really regarded you as my brother back then. If you don't betray me, the position of patriarch will be yours sooner or later."

Feeling Yao Ming's palm stroking, Yao Xiaotian trembled all over. He could feel the murderous intent in the former's heart, and a sharp look suddenly flashed in his eyes.

However, just as the fighting energy in his body was about to reverse the explosion, Yao Ming's eyes were cold and cold, and his palms were inserted into Yao Xiaotian's head like the sharpest blade. The blood and brain matter were shot open in this moment.

"Bang!"

The palm was inserted into Yao Xiaotian's head. Yao Xiao's face was expressionless, and then slowly retracted his palm. In his palm, there was a black round bead the size of a fist. The bead was extremely shiny, and faintly, black mist flowed in it, gathering into a screaming face, which was the appearance of Yao Xiaotian.

"It's really good, it's good."

Ye Fan, who was beside him, saw Yao Ming grab Yao Xiaotian's demon core, but he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and showed an expression that he had already expected.

Then, under Ye Fan's gaze, the demon wore the magic core that was flashing with a flash of aura into his stomach.

“Buzz——!”

Perhaps because the two of them came from the same source, Yao Xiaotian's demon core is at most a pretty good alchemy material for ordinary people, but it is tantamount to the magic sacrificial tonic.

Suddenly, the body that had been imprisoned for a hundred years gradually became abundant and became much taller. Although her face was a little dark, it was vaguely similar to the previous Yao Xiaotian.

Yao Ming's cultivation also continued to rise under Ye Fan's gaze.

The peak of Dou Zun!

Semi-Saint!!

One Star of Dou Sheng!!!

"bump--!"

Finally, as the demon clan slowly opened his eyes, the aura around him was frozen at the Dou Sheng Star.

"not bad."

Looking at Yao Ming's joyful look, Ye Fan couldn't help but nod. In this way, he had a Dou Sheng-level subordinate, plus a large group of half-saints, who were the Dou Sheng-Star masters.

At the same time, a roar suddenly came from the sky.

"Who dares to take advantage of my Nine Netherworld Ming Python Clan, the Nether Snake Guard, captured this person for me!"

Suddenly, countless sounds of breaking the wind came from the entire mountain range, and a powerful aura burst out.

Obviously, although the battle between Ye Fan and Yao Xiaotian was not long, it still alarmed the entire Jiuyoudi Ming Python Clan.

At this moment, the sky was filled with many powerful men from the Nine Netherworld Ming Python Clan, and these people were staring at Ye Fan with an angry look.

No matter what, the Nine Netherworld Python Clan is one of the three major tribes in the Warcraft World. Not only is it sneaked in, but it has beaten their patriarch so violently that no one would have been able to bear it.

"Boy, who are you? You dare to act wildly among my Nine Netherworld Netherworld Python Clan!"

In the sky, an old man with a red poisonous snake on his shoulder stared at Ye Fan with a fierce look on his face and shouted coldly.

"This matter is left to you,"

Seeing this, Ye Fan curled his lips secretly and turned to look at Yao Ming.

But the latter nodded slightly, stepped out, and then flew into the air: "You still remember me."

Looking at Yao Ming's face that was somewhat similar to Yao Tianxiao, all the members of the Jiuyoudi Ming Python Clan present were stunned.

After a while, some elders screamed in disbelief: "Captain of the Demon King? How is it possible? Haven't you fallen into the devil by practicing? "

"Captain of the Demon Dao?"

"It seems to be the biological elder brother of the leader of the Xiaotian clan, the previous leader. However, when the leader of the Xiaotian clan said that he had been in a devil and died of practice, he had disappeared for hundreds of years. How could he appear again now?"

Hearing the many whispers that resounded through the sky, the old man with a red poisonous snake entrenched on his shoulders suddenly shouted.

"Everything is quiet, don't be fooled by this guy. This person must be the accomplice of that guy. He deliberately pretended to be the leader of the demon clan, and wanted to cause turmoil within our clan. The elders did not run the formation and killed him."

"Hmph, Grand Elder, you're quite anxious!"

But the demon took a step and looked at the elder with cold eyes. His mouth suddenly opened, and a black light flew out, and finally turned into a black scepter half a foot, appearing in his hand.

The scepter is pitch black all over, and the top is made of two lifelike black poisonous snakes. Between the two snakes, there is a black bead the size of a fist, emitting a faint cold light.

"Dear elders, can you still recognize this thing?"

"Nine Netherworld Staff? It is actually the Nine Netherworld Staff that has been lost for a hundred years!"

"This is the token of the patriarch!"

Looking at the black scepter, all the elders in the sky changed their expressions, and then there was a surging fever in their eyes.

From that scepter, they felt a pressure from their bloodline.

According to legend, among the snake beads of the Nine Nether Scepter, there is the most pure bloodline of the Nine Nether Royal Clan. If the Nine Nether Earthly Python Clan can have these bloodlines, it will undoubtedly greatly extend the speed of thin bloodlines.
Chapter completed!