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Text_Chapter 1711 Burial

"Buzz..."

The golden scale sword made a crisp chirping sound, fell from the sky, and surrounded Yang Yunfan happily, as if a child was asking for credit with Yang Yunfan.

"Okay, I know you are powerful. Go back to sleep."

Yang Yunfan smiled slightly, took out the huge sword box from the storage bag, and seemed to be talking to the golden scale sword.

Swish, swish, swish!

The 360 ​​blades of the Golden Scale Sword, like running water, neatly got into the sword box, and soon formed a golden sword, lying there quietly with shining brilliance.

With a click, Yang Yunfan closed the sword case.

However, he did not put the sword box into the storage bag, but threw it behind his back. In an instant, the Cold Moon Beast Pattern Armor on his body transformed into several laces, tying up the sword box and carrying it behind his back.

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Wearing moon-white tiger-shaped armor and a pitch-black sword case behind him, the contrast between black and white creates a strong visual conflict, making Yang Yunfan look majestic and particularly masculine.

At this time, in this space, because the space cracks were blocked by huge stones, the space gradually stabilized.

However, because of the destructive battle between Yang Yunfan and Paul VI just now, everything became desolate, and the originally undulating and layered sand dunes became pitted and filled with a sense of chaos.

Countless amounts of soil were rolled up from the ground, and the debris left behind after the meteorite shattered was scattered all over the place, making everything look like a mess.

"Alfred, if you don't leave yet, are you staying here to fight me?"

At this time, Yang Yunfan raised his head and saw an ascetic monk from the Holy See wearing a gray linen robe not far away. Alfred was stunned there and did not leave. He frowned slightly.

"The Pope is dead, and so is the Grand Inquisitor... How could this happen? How could this happen... How can I replace him when I go back?"

Alfred's expression was dull, as he watched Paul VI being drawn into the space crack, leaving no bones left. O'Brien's body was also torn apart by the space wind for a while, missing an arm, and he died without a complete body.

This huge blow made him lose his mind for a moment and seemed like he was going crazy.

"Paul, O'Brien... Paul, O'Brien..."

He knelt on the ground, hugging O'Brien's body and muttering to himself. It was obvious that he suffered some mental problems because of the heavy blow he received.

"well……"

Yang Yunfan glanced at Alfred. He knew that when Alfred regained his consciousness, he would take revenge on him crazily. Although he was not afraid, his family could not bear the revenge of a strong man like Alfred.

In order to have no worries, he knew that he could not be kind to a woman.

With a slight sigh, Yang Yunfan raised his hand, and a drop of purple flame suddenly appeared, then violently rotated, turning into a spiral sword energy.

This is the purifying purple flame that he condensed using the talisman technique of Qingdi Seal.

It’s called, Flame Sword Qi!

This technique requires extremely high vitality and mental strength, and Yang Yunfan only mastered it initially after entering the realm of golden elixir.

This move of flaming sword energy not only possesses the lethality of sword energy, but also possesses the characteristics of purifying purple flames that burn everything. It is extremely powerful.

"Alfred, I'll send you on your way!"

Yang Yunfan's eyes condensed, and a trace of murderous intent burst out from his eyes.

Immediately, he flicked his fingertips, and with a "whoosh", the purple flame sword energy, like a purple electric dragon, rotated very fast, piercing the sky in an instant, spinning, and shot into Alfred's forehead!

"Boom!"

Alfred was in a daze at this time, and he was only in the late stage of the foundation building realm, so he was far from Yang Yunfan's opponent. At this moment, he didn't even have any decent resistance, and was instantly shot through the head by Yang Yunfan.

Soon, the core of his soul was broken and turned into a puff of smoke, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Chief Dervish, Alfred fell.

The three most powerful men in the Holy See were completely wiped out!

Along with the sound of Alfred falling to the ground, this space became quiet again.

"This is all I can do. I hope you don't blame me."

Yang Yunfan stepped forward, dug a big hole for Alfred and O'Brien, and buried them together.

Although because of their different stances, they are destined not to be friends, but enemies. However, Yang Yunfan respects these two people very much and does not want them to die in the wilderness.

"The way we came from seems to have been cut off. If we want to leave, we have to find other ways out..."

After finishing all this, Yang Yunfan looked back at the teleportation channel where he came from.

However, because of the meteorite summoned by Paul VI just now, the space here was shattered, and the disordered space turbulence affected the stability of the transmission channel there. At this time, the transmission channel had been completely annihilated.

They can't go back the way they came!

"Yunfan, there is a transmission channel in the sky over there, which seems to be connected to another secret realm. Martial God Ivan, Hollem and the Wisdom Venerable all left there just now!"

At this time, Huang Tianyi walked up to Yang Yunfan and pointed at a dark space vortex not far away in the sky.

Originally, the sky there was full of blood like the rest of the sky. However, when the meteorite appeared just now, perhaps it was because the space barrier at that place was extremely thin and was broken by the turbulent flow of space, so the original passage was revealed.

"At present, it seems that we have no other choice."

Yang Yunfan glanced at the passage, and instinctively, he felt an unparalleled and powerful pressure, which made his heart heavy and worried about the way forward.

However, there is no other choice at the moment.

"Kintaro, help me dig a deeper pit and bury Emperor Yu's coffin in it. I think Emperor Yu doesn't want anyone to disturb his sleep anymore."

Yang Yunfan glanced at Emperor Yu's huge coffin exposed in the wind and sand, and was unwilling to leave.

"Hmm." The armored battle dragon nodded, moved its body, and began to dig into the soil frantically.

Its body was huge and its claws were sharp, making it easy to dig holes. Soon, as the soil continued to pile up, the armored war dragon dug a deep pit.

"Okay, okay! Kintaro, come out!" Yang Yunfan took a look and saw that the armored war dragon had dug a bottomless pit, as if it wanted to dig through the earth, and couldn't help but shout stop.

road.

Ever since Keitaro changed his body, he seemed to have an instinctive talent for digging holes.

After the armored battle dragon came out, Yang Yunfan tied Emperor Yu's coffin bottle and the huge dragon turtle to the armored battle dragon's body, and then ordered: "Jin Tailang, slowly drag Emperor Yu's coffin bottle down.
Chapter completed!
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