It's already getting bright.

In the sky, three sun-like light balls slowly flew overhead, illuminating the earth.

The men and horses of the Tianxuan Sword Sect and the Ancient Evil Clan were separated by a large river, with clear lines on both sides.

On the side of the Ancient Evil Tribe, people and beasts roared. Under the leadership of several leading Dzogchen experts, there were thousands of people. Among them, there were more than a hundred monks above the level of the God Lord.

The remaining thousands of people are also warriors at the peak level of the God Realm.

In addition, there are tens of thousands of Black Eagle Soul Beast troops on the Ancient Evil Clan's side to help out.

In terms of momentum alone, the Ancient Evil Clan completely suppressed the Tianxuan Sword Sect.

Although the Tianxuan Sword Sect's troops who came to the Ancient Realm of Jixie were all powerful men above the realm of the God Lord, many of them were scattered around to explore, and only a hundred people could be gathered here.

These more than a hundred people are all monks above the level of the God Lord.

The peak combat power of the Tianxuan Sword Sect is not inferior to that of the Ancient Evil Clan. However, the Ancient Evil Clan is an indigenous ethnic group in the Jie Ancient World. Who knows how many allies they have who are rushing to catch up?

On the way here?

The longer time passes, the more disadvantageous it will be for the Tianxuan Sword Sect.

…

"Senior Brother Changkong, three mysterious strong men have arrived. They want to join our camp and deal with the ancient evil clan together!"

In order to prevent being attacked by the large groups of ancient evil tribes, some strong men from the Tianxuan Sword Sect who are proficient in formations have already taken out materials and arranged several defensive formations, attack formations, and confusing formations in the open space.

Phantom formation method.

Yang Yunfan and the others came to the territory of Tianxuan Sword Sect, but were blocked by the formation. They had no choice but to explain their purpose of coming, and asked to see the leader of Tianxuan Sword Sect this time, a Dzogchen monk named Feng Changkong!

In fact, although Feng Changkong was at the core of the formation, he had already seen the arrival of Yang Yunfan and the others.

He originally thought that these three people would be like the other lonely monks, preparing to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, waiting for the Tianxuan Sword Sect to fight against the Ancient Evil Clan, and then they would take advantage.

Who knew that these three people would actually ask to join their own camp?

This was beyond Feng Changkong's expectation.

He pondered for a while, then took the initiative to walk out of the formation, only to meet Yang Yunfan and others.

"The three of them came from afar and heard that they would join our camp to deal with the ancient evil clan? Why is this?" Feng Changkong was puzzled. He always felt that there was some kind of conspiracy behind the sudden arrival of these three people.

Among the three, Yang Yunfan was completely black and had blood-colored magic patterns flowing around him. He looked like he was not a good person at first glance. Ye Qingxue was charming. Although her appearance was beautiful, her strength was too weak. She was only in the realm of the God Lord and could not achieve perfection like Feng Changkong.

Before the strong, there was no right to speak.

Only Master Mingjian, dressed in a green robe, has a handsome appearance, has reached the level of Dzogchen in strength, holds a treasure-level divine sword, and has an extraordinary bearing. At first glance, people feel that this person is very reliable.

"Brother Feng, please listen to my explanation."

At this time, Master Mingjian took a step forward.

He smiled heartily and said very naturally: "Brother Feng should understand that we came from the Fire Spirit Realm to this ancient world of evil for the sake of opportunity. Now, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this Holy Spirit Lake

Something earth-shattering is about to happen!"

"The ancient evil tribe has no connection with us. If they win, we will never have the chance to participate in such a big event! However, if we help the Tianxuan Sword Sect, the situation will be different."

"Not to mention that our sect has a deep connection with the Tianxuan Sword Sect, just because we all come from the Fire Spirit Realm, we should stand on the side of the Tianxuan Sword Sect. Of course, we also believe that,

After the matter is completed, with Brother Feng’s character, he will not forget our help!”

Ming Jianzun talks and laughs calmly, and analyzes the stakes very well.

Moreover, in his words, he specifically mentioned that his sect has some relationship with the Tianxuan Sword Sect. Anyway, they are now in the ancient world of Jihe, and it is difficult to contact the outside world. Even if Feng Changkong has something

I doubt it, and can't find any evidence.

In addition, in his words, he paid special compliments to Feng Changkong.

Everyone in the world likes to hear good things, and Feng Changkong is no exception.

After hearing these words, although Feng Changkong did not immediately agree to join Yang Yunfan and the others, his expression became much friendly.

"What you said does make some sense."

At this time, Feng Changkong pondered for a moment, but his eyes glanced at Ye Qingxue and Yang Yunfan behind Master Mingjian.

Ye Qingxue has a special bloodline. The water flowing all over her body has no flesh and blood. She is a strong person with a special life.

Although Feng Changkong was surprised, he didn't say anything. At most, he just felt that the master behind Mingjian Master must be very powerful, and could even absorb special beings!

However, when Feng Changkong's eyes fell on Yang Yunfan, he frowned and said in a cold tone: "This friend of yours seems to have the blood of an ancient demon flowing in his body?"

He snorted coldly, stared at Master Mingjian, and asked: "Feng has never heard of it, is there any sect in the Fire Spirit Realm that is so capable that it can teach the descendants of the ancient demon?"

Ming Jianzun had already guessed that Feng Changkong had doubts about Yang Yunfan's identity.

"This matter is a long story."

He sighed with compassion and explained: "Actually, this junior brother of mine is a human monk. It was just an adventure when he was poisoned by some kind of strange poison. Gradually, his human blood was eaten away by the poison and replaced him.

The reason is that the bloodline of this ancient demon is getting stronger and stronger..."

After a pause, Master Mingjian continued: "When I enter the ancient world of evil this time, I also want to find a way to detoxify my junior brother."

Speaking of this, Ming Jianzun's tone suddenly became high-pitched, and he spoke highly of Yang Yunfan: "Of course, Brother Feng, don't underestimate this junior brother of mine. Although he was poisoned and his appearance changed drastically, his strength is still the same.

It has been strengthened a lot, and although it seems to only have the basic level of cultivation of a god master, it actually has terrifying methods. Moreover, this junior brother of mine is very good at group battles! He is known as the enemy of a hundred people!"

"Good at group battles? Known as the enemy of a hundred people?"

Hearing this, Feng Changkong's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

The so-called enemy of a hundred people means that Yang Yunfan can fight against a hundred powerful gods of the same level without falling behind.

This is simply incredible!

Feng Changkong estimated that even if he faced a hundred junior cultivators of the God Lord, he would not dare to say that he could defeat them. At most, he would be able to escape unscathed!

"You don't believe it?"

Yang Yunfan took a step forward and stepped on the ground with huge force, causing the ground to tremble.

At the same time, the bloody magic patterns on his black skin began to flow crazily. Coupled with his three-meter-tall gnarled body, the huge visual impact caused Feng Changkong to take a step back.

"this……"

Feng Changkong's eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Yunfan with great surprise: The blood of the ancient demon, the power of the gods, was so oppressive that even I was affected!

At that moment, Feng Changkong had the illusion that he was under a fatal threat.

It's just the ancient demon bloodline of the first level of the God Lord, can it have such power?

When he grows up, he will probably become an extremely powerful man who is famous in the fire spirit world!

At this time, Feng Changkong made up his mind that even if cooperation failed, he would not have any grudge against these three people.

"Kill all the outsiders!"

"Holy Spirit Lake is the forbidden land of our ancient evil tribe! Anyone who dares to step foot in it will be killed without mercy!"

At this moment, on the other side of the river bank, an extremely burly bald man stood on the river bank, holding a giant axe, showing off his power to the Tianxuan Sword Sect.

His voice was like thunder, reverberating across the entire plain, causing the gravel on the ground to scatter and the weeds to fall down.

"Kill without mercy!"

"Kill without mercy!"

Following his words, other monks from the Ancient Evil Clan, also holding high weapons, burst into bursts of shouts.

"This bald man has the cultivation level of a god king. It can be seen that he has a high status among the ancient evil tribe!"

Yang Yunfan couldn't help but turn his head, his blood-colored pupils were faintly flowing, and the black lines around his pupils slowly emerged, almost filling up his eyes, making him look strange and terrifying.

"Junior brother, what do you want to do? Don't mess around!"

Ming Jianzun looked at Yang Yunfan's crazy expression and became a little worried.

Yang Yunfan, despite his usual lazy appearance, has a crazy factor hidden in his bones. Once he becomes crazy, it will be very troublesome.

"Senior brother."

Yang Yunfan turned to look at Feng Changkong, with a cold smile on his lips and said: "We want to join Tianxuan Sword Sect, and it is really against the rules to come empty-handed. No wonder Brother Feng is hesitant!"

"In that case, I will submit a certificate of submission that satisfies Brother Feng!"

The words just fell!

boom!

Yang Yunfan put his feet on the ground and kicked hard.

In an instant, with him as the center, the entire ground suddenly sunk into a large area, and the rocks on the surface were even crushed to pieces.

The next moment, with the help of this power, Yang Yunfan's huge body suddenly flew dozens of miles like a cannonball and landed in the army of the ancient evil clan.

Wow!

His speed was so fast that he was like a meteor falling, directly towards the bald man who had shouted before. At the same time, he stretched out his big hand and said "chichichi". In an instant, blood-colored magic lines covered his entire right hand.
To be continued...