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In the distance, many people were speechless, staring at Pangbo left and right. They really didn't realize that such a majestic big man was so creepy.

Some people in the Wang family laughed, and a middle-aged man walked forward with his hands behind his back, and said, "Is it for me to carry the coffin? I know that I will die, so I came to fight."

"This is for you." Li Heishui transmitted voice among the crowd, extremely dissatisfied with Beiyuan, an ancient family.

Pangbo shook his head and said, "Wrong, they are not worthy of this copper coffin, so we will use it to send them on the road."

In the bronze coffin, there is an unfathomable existence buried in it, not to mention them, even an ancient saint is not qualified to be the master.

"Haha..." On the other side, the eighth patriarch of the Ji family laughed, but he didn't say anything. His attitude was obvious, which was ironic to Ye Fan's overestimation.

Ye Fan stepped forward with the copper coffin on his back, and every step he took left a footprint in the void, which changed the color of many people. His physical body was so tyrannical that he absolutely surpassed the Holy Lord.

They thought that Ye Fan was demonstrating, but they didn't know that the copper coffin was too heavy, more terrifying than a big mountain, enough to overwhelm the leader of a party.

Ye Fan was struggling as a sacred body, but after leaving the ancient forbidden land, his mana recovered, and he could support it with the flesh shell, so it was no longer so difficult.

"Since you're here to visit my Ji family, then come in." An elder of the Ji family said, he was an old acquaintance with Wang Teng's Profound Ancestor, and his face was expressionless.

"I'm a guest from afar, so please come in." The eighth patriarch of the Ji family also spoke with an indifferent smile.

In the Ji family, there is an ancient mirror of the void, which will shock the ages. If you have supernatural powers and world-defying cultivation, once you enter it, you will be suppressed, and you can be called a dragon pool and a tiger den!

The invitation of the eighth patriarch of the Ji family was not out of kindness, but with a hint of coldness, which was equivalent to inviting the king into the urn, without any kindness.

"Little Yezi can't enter!" In the distance, Li Heishui sent a voice transmission, reminding him of the horror of the Void Mirror, and even if there is a Xingzi formula, he will not be able to run away.

"Since we are here, we naturally want to pay a visit. When we enter Ji's house, we will pay homage to Emperor Void." Ye Fan strode forward with the ancient bronze coffin on his back, and really wanted to go in.

Everyone was taken aback. They thought he was going to end up outside Ji's house, but they didn't expect to dare to go in. The ancient family is like a forbidden area. If there is a conflict, there will be no way out.

The eighth patriarch of the Ji family froze. He originally wanted to ridicule Ye Fan for his cowardice, but he couldn't say it now. The other party walked towards him fearlessly.

"Please come inside." An old monk from the Ji family led the way, and then everyone walked to the depths of this ancient family. The road was very oppressive, and all the people who came were experts and representatives of major forces.

"Ye Fan, what do you mean? You came here with an ancient coffin on your back and brought it to such a holy place. This is disrespectful to the Ji family!" A member of Wang's family asked, and before he entered, he started to make trouble on the way.

Ye Fan ignored it at all, ignored it, and walked forward with Pang Bo, Li Heishui and others, treating him as air.

"I'm talking to you in the Eucharist, did you hear that?!" The man was not very old, he was Wang Teng's cousin, and he had a very violent temper.

"What are you? Roll as far as you can." Ye Fan glanced at him, frowning slightly as if seeing a fly.

"You..." The young man was furious. Ye Fan flattened their stone workshop in the Northern Territory, and the whole family hated him, so he was naturally furious at this time.

"Is there a place for you to talk here? The seniors of the Ji family didn't say much. Who do you think you are, get out!" Ye Fan yelled lightly, and the man staggered, feeling his head humming, and almost fell over on the ground.

Ye Fan's imposing manner was overwhelming, and his soft scolding shook the younger generation of the Wang family for a while, startling many people.

"Ye Xiaoyou, this old man also wants to ask, why did you bring a coffin to the door of my Ji family?" the eighth patriarch of the Ji family said, with a bad look on his face, and he seemed to be making excuses.

"You and I are both monks, do you still care about this? This coffin is my weapon, just like the holy sword they carry." Ye Fan responded flatly.

Before entering the hall of Ji's house, the atmosphere was already a little tense. Many monks who came to join in the fun were looking forward to a battle today.

The eighth patriarch of the Ji family didn't say much, and led the people to walk on the clouds, to a land of steaming clouds and rosy clouds, and entered a magnificent sky tower.

Many strong people did not go out just now, such as the head of the Ji family, the Chilong Taoist, the Xuanzu of the Wang family, etc. When a younger generation comes here, the older generation rarely comes out to welcome them, unless they have other purposes.In addition, Zi Tiandu, Nan Yao, Qi Fushui and other young people are also as stable as Mount Tai, still sitting in the hall.

At this time, Ye Fan entered with his back in the coffin, and immediately attracted everyone's attention, some were full of hostility, some were worried, and some were indifferent.

"when!"

With a crisp metal sound, Ye Fan put the ancient coffin on the ground, and the whole hall shook for a while, almost flipping over. If it wasn't for the patterns, it would definitely collapse.

Everyone's hearts beat violently, how heavy is this copper coffin?Among them, one person was the most shocked, that is Nan Yao, two strange lights shot out from his pupils, and he firmly fixed the ancient coffin.

When Ye Fan visited Ji's house for the first time, he was not rude. He saluted some elders, and then met some old friends such as Chilong Laodao.

"You are Saint Ye Fan?" An old monk stood up and firmly fixed him.

Pang Bo reminded that this is Wang Teng's uncle, who is powerful and has great power in the Wang family in Beiyuan. At this moment, he is standing on the steps with a gloomy face and looking down.

"What's the matter with you?" Ye Fan asked coldly.

"You killed my brother Wang Chengfeng, beheaded my nephew Wang Chong, and flattened our clan's stone workshop in the Northern Territory. Why do you think I'm looking for you?!" Wang Chengyun asked with dark eyes.

"I said you are full and have nothing to do." Ye Fan responded to him simply and crisply, then chose a table and sat down by himself.

Wang Chengyun was furious, his face sank all of a sudden, and he strode forward on the spot, with monstrous mana surging, he approached like a god of death.

On the other side, Wu Dao, the fifth largest bandit, stood up. He was invited by Li Heishui and Wu Zhongtian to force Wang Chengyun, fearing that Ye Fan might make a mistake.

"Why, do you still want to do it?" Ye Fan bowed to Wu Dao, then squinted at Wang Chengyun, and said, "This is the Ji family, and you won't be allowed to be presumptuous."

He loudly scolded a strong man of the older generation, he didn't care at all, let alone fear, this tone surprised many people.

Wang Chengyun's expression was very cold, this had never happened before, it was unprecedented for a junior to dare to reprimand him like this, the sun came out from the west.

"Killing my clansman, and still daring to appear here, you are killing yourself!" Wang Chengyun's eyes shot a terrifying brilliance.

"I don't want to say anything more about the conflict with you. All I can say is that the members of your Wang family are to blame and are looking for death!" Ye Fan was quite rude.

People from the Ji family came forward to stop them. I was really afraid that the two sides would fight here. After all, they are guests.

"Killing my own brother, daring to come here today is a kind of provocation. I ask the Holy Master of the Ji family to give us a place to settle the dispute." Wang Teng's father also stood up and strode towards this side.

"Call Wang Teng out." Ye Fan said, now he is coming for Beidi, as long as he is killed, everything will be solved.

The eighth patriarch of the Ji family walked over with a blank face, and said, "Why did you come? Did you come to my Ji family to kill people?" He ignored the provocation of the Wang family, and first put a hat on Ye Fan, saying: "Although the ancestor has already But the emperor's practice in the past cannot be desecrated, and those who dare to offend, there will be no living soul under the ancient mirror of the void!"

Who is not afraid of this kind of deterrence?Knowing that in this ancient land, the holy light of the void mirror will fall at any time, and no one can resist it.

"I came here to see Ziyue, and the Wang family provoked me earlier, but it was just a response to them." Ye Fan said calmly, putting his hand on the copper coffin.

"Ziyue is about to get engaged. It's very rude for you to want to see her." Wang Chengkun said with a cold expression. She was the future daughter-in-law of the Wang family, and he was quite dissatisfied.

"I implore the Holy Master of the Ji family to let me see Ziyue." Ye Fan said seriously.

The eighth patriarch of the Ji family sneered, and was about to say something, but was blocked. The holy master of the Ji family came and ordered: "Let Ziyue come."

A young student was surprised, glanced at Ye Fan, and then quickly left, flying to a piece of Qionglou Yuyu in the distance.

The expressions of all the people present were changed, they did not expect the Holy Master of the Ji family to agree, a little unexpected, they were all thoughtful.

"Let Teng'er go out, come here quickly." Wang Chengkun sent a voice transmission, ordering a disciple.

Not long after, a purple-clothed girl from Yuan Kong flew over like a fairy, with black hair like clouds, a pretty face like jade, big eyes that were ethereal and beautiful.