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"The Golden Crow clan is nothing more than that!"

Someone sneered in secret. This was obviously provoking, wanting them to deal with Ye Fan with all their strength and prevent him from moving forward smoothly, because no one knew what kind of relationship he had with the one-armed old man.

"The descendants of the Jinwu clan, who are known as the immortals, I don't think they are. The Ninth Prince was beheaded, and now the enemy is right in front of them, but..."

"Hey!"

A beam of solar fire flew out, interrupting the man in the dark's words, replaced by a scream, and the instigator was turned into ashes on the spot.

There was only a sneer on the corner of the mouth of the second prince of the Jinwu clan. All he did was insignificant to him, but it alarmed everyone.

"Oh my god, this is a ray of sun fire essence born from the extreme operation of the sun's holy power. He actually made this kind of thing!"

"It's fine to find a powerful position, and burn it to ashes as soon as you raise your hand. This second prince of the Golden Crow tribe is too terrifying."

Everyone said that one of the ten princes of Jinwu was stronger than the other, and Lu Ya was the most powerful among them, but after seeing the second prince urging out the Sun Fire Essence, many people were extremely suspicious.

This kind of fire essence is enough to burn the peerless leader to death, and it is difficult for ordinary powers to resist. How terrible is such a person?

Many people were staring at the second prince of the Golden Crow, but he had a calm expression on his face, while the eldest prince of the Golden Crow was respected in the field, which made people even more awe-inspiring.

"Everyone, back off, I will kill this person today, if you dare to behead a direct descendant of my Golden Crow, even the resurrection of the Ancient Sun Emperor will not be able to save him!"

A prince of the Jinwu clan spoke, and they spread out, surrounding the Fusang Golden Sacred Tree and Ye Fan in the center.

"You Jinwu clan have too much appetite, you clearly want to swallow this undead tree!" Someone secretly sneered.

"This tree is the dwelling place of the first ancestor of my Jinwu clan. Is there any doubt about that?" asked a prince of the Jinwu clan.

"What evidence do you have that it is the sacred tree of your ancestor?" The man in the dark sneered.

"That's the evidence!" Lu Ya said in the sky, pointing to the lush golden leaves, there was a black nest faintly visible.

"It's useless to say these things. It doesn't prove anything that the golden crow once built a nest on it. Everyone knows that the Fusang sacred tree accompanied the ancient emperor of the sun to prove the Tao, and it belongs to the human race." A living fossil of the Human King Hall said.

The Hall of Human Kings is one of the oldest inheritances of the human race. Their statement at this time made the atmosphere of the scene suddenly subtle.

The tenth prince of the Jinwu tribe stood up. He was the youngest, young and vigorous, and said very bluntly, "In all kinds of myths and legends, Fusang and Jinwu are inseparable. The emperor is the ancestor of my Jinwu clan."

"Haha..." Li Tian laughed loudly, looking down with the Goddess Stove in his hand, and said, "Why don't you say that you are the originator of Renwang Palace, the founder of Guanghan Palace, the ancestor of Ziwei God Dynasty, and the father of Bajing Palace? The incarnation of the ancestor."

The question of who owns the Fusang Sacred Tree made everyone present tense and vigilant, and all major forces wanted to snatch it.

But people know that no one group can monopolize it, and everyone can only divide it up. In the end, it is just a question of how much can be obtained. The current toughness is to obtain more in the future.

"I think these can be discussed later." The eldest prince of the Jinwu tribe said. He is very calm, over fifty years old, with blond hair and shawl, and an old Taoist priest.

"That's right, now please sit on the sidelines, let's get rid of our clan's great enemy first." The second prince of the Golden Crow clan nodded, looking intently at Ye Fan who was facing forward.

"If you want to kill me, then come here first." Ye Fan turned around and said.

At this time, he had already arrived in front of the old man in Tsing Yi, everyone was shocked, the sarcophagus was lying there, and anyone who tried to attack with holy soldiers was blocked back.

Ye Fan was confident, naturally because of the rusty copper, the two old birds seemed to sense the unusualness of this place, and they never flew into Qilunhai.

The sarcophagus is terrifying, every ray of energy that overflows is enough to obliterate a peerless person, it is displayed quietly like that, extremely mysterious.

"Everyone, it's time to take action!" Someone from the Golden Crow tribe shouted, they felt bad, Ye Fan actually approached the old man in Tsing Yi, without fear of terrifying coercion, this is not a good sign.

The others were also surprised. Ye Fan came under the undead tree, let the sun and fire poured on his body, and was not damaged at all. Two old coppers helped him block it.

"Set up the pattern, kill him here!" The eldest prince of the Golden Crow tribe shouted. Although he was over 50 years old, he had a vigor that even young people could not match. He was dressed in Taoist clothes, with loose blond hair and very cold eyes.

"boom!"

Except for Lu Ya, the eight Golden Crow princes all stood in a specific position, and a complex pattern spread out under their feet, which was earth-shattering.

"What, this is the ancient god formation of the Golden Crow!"

Each of the eight Golden Crows held an ancient array flag, which was written by a sage!This is a lore kill, and Ye Fan is not given a chance at all. At the same time, it is also planning and acting to seize the God Tree.

"They actually set up this piece of divine pattern. This is an ancient killing formation, and the peerless god king will be hated if he gets trapped in it!"

People are terrified, this is the Zhenjiao formation of the Jinwu tribe, which has not been born once in tens of thousands of years, but it was created for Ye Fan if they didn't want to.

"boom!"

A sea of ​​power surged like a vast ocean, dark clouds billowed, and demonic clouds flooded the sky, submerging this place all at once!

The eight-pole banner was pitch black as ink, like eight ancient gods and demons, terrifying and boundless, standing there, with the power to traverse the three thousand worlds.

At this moment, a terrifying ray of light rose up in this ancient killing formation, flaming and terrifying, a golden figure appeared, standing proudly in the dark cloud, he was incomparably tall, towering above the demon cloud, and his eyes opened and closed. Golden light that reaches dozens of miles!

"That's... the Great Sage of the Golden Crow!"

"This ancient killing formation is so terrifying, it even summoned the avatar of the Great Saint of the Golden Crow!"

The terrifying aura was sent out, causing many people in Tanggu to collapse on the ground, unable to stand at all. The unruly, domineering power made everyone tremble with fear!

Only the powerful forces with holy weapons can remain calm, and if they are not deterred, no one else can move.

"What is the Golden Crow going to do?!" People were extremely shocked.

To deal with Ye Fan?It's really a big deal, this is the Zhenjiao array of the Jinwu clan, and it is enough to kill the supernatural king.

This is not some imitation of the ancient flag, but the real original banner of the ancient killing formation, which was actually placed here today.

"The Jinwu clan wants to monopolize the Fusang sacred tree!" Someone shouted.

Li Tian and Yan Yixi made their stand with actions, and they were the first to make a move, sacrificing the Goddess Stove and rushing forward.

"Everyone, I can assure you that this move is only to kill Ye Fan, please wait and see!" Lu Ya said at the right time, and sacrificed the black-winged golden 镋, and the two old golden crows behind him also helped each other to fight against the Goddess Furnace .

Originally, everyone else wanted to make a move, but now they stopped.

"boom!"

In the sky, the dark clouds are rolling, the magic fog is monstrous, and the sky and the earth are pitch black. Just like in the ancient times, a golden figure stands in the clouds, and the eyes are terrifying, more dazzling than the sun!

He has already made a move, and stepped forward, intending to suppress Ye Fan to death, the mighty power against the world that he unleashed shocked nine heavens and ten earths, and it was far away.

Ye Fan was not surprised, he stood calmly in front of the one-armed old man, without a trace of fear, and secretly sent a voice transmission to Yi Qingwu, saying: "If you return the Guanghan Que to you, can you cooperate with the Goddess Furnace to bring the ten princes of the Jinwu tribe back to you?" And kill all the elders with one blow?"

"That's impossible, the black-winged golden sword is a holy weapon, and that ancient killing formation is even more terrifying!" Yi Qingwu had icy muscles and bones, graceful and graceful, like a banished fairy under the divine moon.

"Forget it." Ye Fan said.

"Who am I, who am I..." the one-armed old man in Tsing Yi asked himself, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he raised his head suddenly, and picked up the sarcophagus.