"Hmph, back then!"

But I saw Yao Ming step out, pointing to Yao Xiaotian's body below, and sneered: "Of course, my incompetent brother, while I was practicing, joined forces with the Great Elder to hurt me and seal it at the bottom of the Jiuyou Yellow Spring. If I hadn't been saved this time, I would probably have been sealed in the Jiuyou Yellow Spring for the rest of my life."

"What?"

Yao Ming's words were undoubtedly like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes gathered at the old man with a red poisonous snake entrenched on his shoulders.

Yao Ming even glared at him: "Great Elder, Yao Xiaotian is dead now, what else do you have to say!"

At that moment, there were some elders who shouted angrily: "Great Elder, is the leader of the Demon Tung Tribe serious?"

"This person is a fake guy. Do you believe what he said?"

The elder in a gray robe said gloomyly, then waved his sleeves and said sternly: "Since that's the case, I will take action personally and capture him, let him tell the truth and give everyone an explanation!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of the demon. A pair of dry palms became extremely dark at this moment, and a violent smell of fishy smell spread out.

"The Dead Leaf Poisonous Palm!"

"Great Elder, your speed of killing people is not slow."

Seeing this situation, Yao Ming did not show any weakness. Now his strength has been restored to most of his strength. With the strength of the two-star Dou Sheng, he can naturally be easily defeated by dealing with the great elder who is only one-star late stage.

"Boom, boom, boom--!"

The situation was almost one-sided, as if it was intended to vent the resentment in the Great Elder. Yao Ming used a ruthless move, which made the elders watching their faces twitch.

As for the other Yao Xiaotian's confidants, they originally planned to take advantage of this time to attack, but were captured by the remaining elders.

The dust settled, and when the demon stopped, the great elder was already lying quietly on the top of a mountain like a dead dog, covered in blood, and was terrible.

And the mountain, which was originally thousands of feet high, collapsed nearly half of it. In the fight between the powerful Dou Sheng, a huge peak would be destroyed in almost every move.

"Bang!"

Yao Ming stepped hard on the body of the elder with one foot. The terrifying ripples of wind burst out with his feet as the center, shaking some nearby boulders into powder directly. The elder also blew out blood, and some broken internal organs were mixed in the blood.

Seeing this scene, many members of the Nine Netherworld Ming Python clan had their eyelids twitched. The previous battle between the two was too fierce.

"Captain of the Immortal Dawn, I don't know how these people... should be sent to you?"

However, several older white-haired elders, who were a little older, plucked up their courage and respectfully walked to the demon clan, without even looking at the great elder who looked like a dead dog on the ground.

The demon was originally famous in the Nine Netherworld Ming Python Clan. Although it has been missing for hundreds of years, the fierce power of defeating the Great Elder at this moment is enough to shock all his tribe members.

"Since these people are Yao Xiaotian's confidants, don't leave them all!"

He faintly swept over the captured figures, Yao Ming's expression remained unchanged, and nodded to the elders and said, "I'm sorry, elders, you will solve the matters in the clan. You don't have to keep those who shouldn't be kept!"

"Yes, patriarch!"

Upon hearing this, the elders responded respectfully.

Seeing the demon clan handling matters in an orderly manner, Ye Fan nodded slightly. Although this person has been sealed for so many years, he is still in awesome. If he develops properly in the future, he will still be a qualified subordinate.

In addition to the things in the clan, Yao Ming bowed to Ye Fan and apologized: "I handled trivial matters in the clan before, and almost neglected my master. Please forgive me."

"It's okay," Ye Fan said lightly.

Seeing this, Yao Ming couldn't help but gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, and said in a deep voice: "I wonder if my master has ever heard of the Demon Saint of the Yellow Spring?"

"The Demon Saint of the Yellow Spring?"

Ye Fan was stunned, and then his face was finally moved: "That Huangquan Demon Saint who had stepped into the level of Doudi in ancient times with half his foot?"

"good."

Yao Ming couldn't help but smile, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then whispered: "To be honest, there is a yellow spring stone tablet in my Nine Netherworld Netherworld Netherworld Python Clan. This has been passed down from ancient times. In this stone tablet, it records what the Huangquan Demon Saint learned throughout his life, and it is even said that in the depths of the stone tablet, the essence and blood of the Huangquan Demon Saint remain."

"Oh, the inheritance of the Huangquan Demon Saint?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but he developed a hint of interest.

With his current cultivation level, he is similar to the legendary Huangquan Demon Saint. Although the inheritance left by the other party has no effect on Ye Fan, he can understand the cultivation experience of Huangquan Demon Saint through analogies.

"Yes, on the stone tablet, there are three fighting skills, namely the Huangquan Finger, the Huangquan Palm, and the Huangquan Tianfu. Among them, the Huangquan Finger is a low-level fighting skill at the heavenly level, and the Huangquan Palm is an intermediate level."

After a pause, Yao Ming swallowed his saliva and said slowly: "As for Huangquan Tianfu, it is a high-level fighting skill at the Heavenly Level!"

Advanced fighting skills in the sky!

Even the strong man in the Battle Saint would not be able to help but be moved by the treasure, but at this moment it was exposed to Ye Fan's face.

"Yes, take me to see the Yellow Springs Stele."

Hearing this, Yao Ming said apologetically: "Today, the master also fought. It would be better to have a good rest in our clan for a night, so that my subordinates can take the opportunity to rectify the affairs of the clan, but I don't know the master..."

"Yeah, that's fine."

The Nine Netherworld Netherworld Python tribe encountered a major change, and some bloodshed incidents were naturally indispensable throughout the night, but Ye Fan was not uncommon for these things. When he integrated the Immortal Sword Plane, he also dealt with such things a lot.

The night of turmoil continued until dawn and finally gradually calmed down.

When the morning light poured down from the sky, the demon appeared in front of the room where Ye Fan lived, and then the two of them immediately set off to sweep towards the back mountain.

Along the way, the two of them did not stop. In just ten minutes, they arrived at an ancient altar.

This altar is extremely magnificent, completely made of blue stones. Standing on the top of the altar, it is enough to overlook some of the surrounding mountains.

The two slowly landed on the top of the altar. In the center of the altar, a light yellow stone tablet about a hundred feet tall stood here lonely, with an ancient atmosphere spreading, as if it was everlasting.

"Is this the legendary Yellow Springs Stele?"

Looking at the huge stone tablet, there are many strange runes engraved on the stone tablet, and there is a faint flash of strange light.

On the stone tablet, there was a huge finger and a palm print half a foot deep, and some strange information spread out from it. It seems that this should be the so-called Huangquan Finger and the method of practicing Huangquan Palm.

Yao Ming first saluted solemnly in front of the stone tablet, and then slowly retreated: "Master, this is the Yellow Spring Stone Monument of my Nine Netherworld Ming Python Clan. As for the 'Yellow Spring Heavenly Wrath' and the Demon Saint's Essence Blood, it is hidden in it."

"I understand, leave it to me."

Ye Fan turned his head and looked at the stone tablet with a serious look. On it, he felt an extremely powerful soul pressure. According to the division of the Doupo plane, the soul power in it should have reached the heavenly realm!

Just a trace of residual soul has reached this point, which shows that this Huangquan Demon Saint is indeed well-deserved.

"However, the remnant soul is the remnant soul after all... It's a pity."

He looked at the stone tablet with regret. In the magical gaze, Ye Fan suddenly stretched out his palm, and a strange rune floated out and directly hit the stone tablet.

"laugh!"
Chapter completed!