"Fifth brother, what's going on?"

Yin Wuji, as the marshal of the base camp of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and Yang Fan's eldest brother, at this time, it was most appropriate for him to ask questions.

At this time, Yang Fan also reacted, and he smiled at everyone: "It's nothing, Xiao Chen is dead, this is my magic weapon that swallowed his soul!"

"I see. ”

Yin Wuji took a deep look at Xiao Chen, who had been transformed into a god and demon pillar by Yang Fan's side, and breathed a sigh of relief.

When Yang Fan raised his hand, he withdrew the Divine Demon Pillar, and everyone was relieved to see that Xiao Chen had really disappeared.

But at this time, there was a shock between heaven and earth.

"What's going on? Could it be that the death of the Demon Dao Saint has caused the wrath of the Heavenly Dao?"

Someone screamed.

Yang Fan was also shocked, but in his opinion, this was definitely not the anger of the Heavenly Dao, because the Heavenly Dao did not pose much threat to himself, and the Confucian Sage who killed the Immortal Dao just now noticed this.

Not to mention, a sage puppet who will never be able to join the Tao and belong to the Blood River Ancestor.

Moreover, the wrath of the Heavenly Dao is not like this.

Sure enough, after a while, in the void, a monstrous river of blood appeared, and above the river of blood, stood an old man wearing a blood robe with two sword-like horns on his head.

"You, the puppet who killed this seat?"

Above the river of blood, the strange old man in the blood robe looked at Yang Fan indifferently.

"Blood River Ancestor?"

Yang Fan was taken aback.

Although he was somewhat mentally prepared, it was still a little unimaginable for a top saint like the Blood River Ancestor to survive since ancient times to the appearance of a giant sin.

"Looks like it's you. ”

The Blood River Ancestor stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a bloody handprint grabbed it towards Yang Fan.

This grasp is mediocre. Even if it was an ordinary monk, he hit a claw, but Yang Fan had a feeling that he couldn't dodge and couldn't resist.

It seems that no matter how much he dodges, he can't escape this claw.

"Even if it's the Heavenly Dao, I've never been afraid, how can I be afraid of this mere claw and don't even have the courage to confront?"

Yang Fan was furious.

His fearless Dao heart burst out in an instant, raising his hand. It's a punch, and it hits an endless force, which is the momentum of the Mixed Yuan Wuji Hand's sky-shattering momentum.

This time, I don't know if it was because Yang Fan had demonized his bones, Yang Fan found that this punch was much more powerful than when it was still the power of a million true dragons before.

It seems that it contains the power of the nine basic paths.

Just listen to the boom!

The fist mark of the Collapse of the Sky. was shattered by the bloody hand, clawed raw.

The bloody hand was also blocked, but soon, it was caught again.

Yang Fan had expected it a long time ago. It was impossible for him to shatter this bloody claw with one punch, so he punched out several punches in a row, and each punch was a force that collapsed the sky. Every punch is an all-out effort.

I saw, ten. Dozens of Heaven-Shattering Fist Marks were beaten out by Yang Fan in an instant.

Shengsheng smashed the incomparably powerful blood claw that was swung out by the Blood River Ancestor.

"It worked!"

Yang Fan was overjoyed.

This is another time, in the face of irresistible creatures, Yang Fan won a small victory.

"Oh?"

The Blood River Ancestor was moved: "I can't imagine that you, a person of destiny, can actually get to this point, but even if you can break my blood claw, what if you can break my blood claw? As long as I blow a breath, everyone here, including you, will die, why don't you just leave with me, and I will let the people here go, how about it?"

"Good!"

Yang Fan did not hesitate at all.

I resisted just now because Yang Fan didn't want to retreat without a fight.

Now he gave in because Yang Fan didn't want the innocent to die in vain.

Don't say that there are their own righteous eldest brothers, second brothers, third sisters, and fourth brothers, even if they are some ordinary people, it is impossible for Yang Fan to let them die in the hands of the Blood River Ancestor because of themselves.

"Come on, let's go with this seat. ”

The Blood River Ancestor waved his hand again, and a bloody hand grabbed Yang Fan.

"Don't!"

Yin Wuji shouted.

"Fifth brother, run away!"

Jin Shengli also shouted.

Although the infatuation did not speak, his gaze was unreserved, hoping that Yang Fan would escape, although he knew that it was almost impossible.

The same is true for Ye Sanniang.

It's just that Yang Fan shook his head with a smile: "I can't escape, it's better to exchange your lives, don't worry, he won't kill me." ”

"Fifth Brother ......"

Ye Sanniang's eyes were filled with mist.

This snake demon, who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, is probably the first time to shed tears for a human being.

"The fifth brother is right, Blood River Ancestor, he shouldn't kill him, it's just that I'm afraid that the fifth brother will be refined into a saint puppet. ”

Yin Wuji said gloomily.

But at this time, whether it was him, or a lover, or anyone here, everyone had no way to save Yang Fan, even if he could see that this was just a doppelganger of the Blood River Ancestor, a doppelganger projection.

But even so, it is definitely the strength of a high-level saint, unless someone here has reached the strength of an ancient saint, otherwise, no one can break the clone of this Blood River Ancestor.

"No, I can't let the fifth brother become a puppet!"

Ye Sanniang shouted.

Jin Shengli wanted to rush out directly.

But Yin Wuji held them down.

"If you don't want the fifth brother to go in pain, you can settle down a little, now, we are not the opponent of the Blood River Ancestor, but in the future, we may not be under him, cultivate hard, and live hard to avenge the fifth brother, and besides, it is not so simple for him to refine the fifth brother into a saint puppet. ”

Yin Wuji said in the end, but did not say any more.

There was hope in his heart.

And this hope lies in Yang Fan's body, there is a real innate god and demon, something that rarely appears, only those top innate gods and demons, only those top innate gods and demons, only have the eyes of gods and demons.

At the beginning, it was precisely because Yang Fan condensed the eye of gods and demons that Yin Wuji would be optimistic about Yang Fan and would not kill him, but would form a righteous alliance with him.

Otherwise, at that time, even if Yang Fan had a king bow and a feather god arrow in his hand, he might not be able to deal with Yin Wuji, after all, Yin Wuji at that time had already turned his bones into gods.

After hundreds of thousands of years of captivity, the Venerable Penglai and the Heavenly Sword Venerable who set up the Immortal Prison never expected that they would continue to consume Yin Wuji's flesh and blood, but Yin Wuji would more thoroughly comprehend the way of the gods and demons' flesh and enter the last step.

If it weren't for the fact that the Void Realm was too difficult to comprehend and do, I am afraid that Yin Wuji would have become an ancient saint by now.

His background has actually been reached, and the difference is the chance to open the last iron door.

"Perhaps, the fifth brother, is my chance. ”

Seeing Yang Fan being captured by the Blood River Ancestor, Yin Wuji's heart erupted with endless anger, but he was suppressed and suppressed all the time, because he wanted to use this anger to break through the door of the virtual realm and step into the realm of the ancient saints, only in this way could he have the opportunity to enter the Netherworld Blood River and rescue the fifth brother.

Not only him, but also the infatuation of a half-step saint who has stepped into the same state at this moment.

In a flash, turning into sanctification or turning into ashes is in one move. (To be continued......)