At the beginning of the game, I can manifest fantasy objects

Ji Haoyue walked over, first stepped forward to greet the eighth ancestor of the Ji family, and then stared at the girl in purple who wanted to hide: "Ziyue."

Seeing that she could no longer hide, Ji Ziyue walked out from behind the eighth ancestor of the Ji family.

"Brother Haoyue..."

Ji Ziyue giggled, a small dimple appeared on her left cheek, and like an elf, she jumped over and ran over, hugging one of Ji Haoyue's arms.

"Ziyue, why are you with them?"

Ji Haoyue looked at Ye Fan and others, and finally fixed her eyes on Ye Fan. Although her face was calm, her eyes were very compelling.

Ji Haoyue didn't pay much attention to what happened to the eighth ancestor of the Ji family. In contrast, he was more concerned about his sister.

"Why can't I be with them?"

Ji Ziyue wrinkled her cute little nose and shook Ji Haoyue's arm dissatisfiedly.

"Yi Zi, your uncle seems a bit difficult to get along with. It's not easy to be the son-in-law of the Ji family..."

Pang Bo secretly sent a message to Ye Fan.

"Who said I want to be the son-in-law of the Ji family?"

During the voice transmission, Ye Fan's tone was quite helpless. Do you want him to tell the truth about his inability to approach women before he became an immortal?

"Yi Zi, right? You don't even like the Ji family's little moon? Oh...could it be that..."

Pang Bo glanced at the saint Yao Xi beside him, and then thought of Xu Qiong and Li Xiaoman on earth.

"It's Holy Body Ye Fan!"

"Is this the so-called 'Holy Religion' Mark Fan?"

"It's really him! Ye Fan, the holy body who is making a big fuss in the Holy Land of Shaking Light and Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest!"

"He actually dared to come to Yaochi to attend the Peach Fair..."

At this time, the dozen or so young heroes also looked over. They were a little surprised when they saw Ye Fan and others, and they obviously recognized them.

Ji Haoyue strode forward and looked at Ye Fan: "During this time, has my sister been with you all the time?"

Ye Fan seemed unaware of the power coming from the contemporary God-King of the Eastern Wilderness. He stood there and said lightly something that angered both humans and gods: "That's right, we will live and eat together."

Pang Bo looked stunned and secretly gave a thumbs up in his heart. As expected, Ye Zi has not changed, he is still the Ye Fan he knows.

"What did you say?!"

Although Ji Haoyue's face still looked calm, and her whole person was like a bright moon hanging there, there was sparkle in her eyes, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

But Ye Fan was like a breeze blowing on his face, his expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "I mean, we have been traveling together during this period, and we have almost never been separated."

Pang Bo opened his mouth silently, while Saint Yao Xi and the two powerful men looked at him strangely.

In a sense, Ye Fan really didn't lie, but his words were inappropriate and sounded a bit ambiguous.

"This guy, really, if you can't speak, don't speak."

Ji Ziyue secretly grinded her teeth and couldn't help but want to go up and punch Ye Fan.

Ji Haoyue stood there, her purple clothes fluttering, her eyes shining brightly, staring at Ye Fan, and suddenly said: "The last battle between you and me has not yet decided the winner, let's continue now!"

The blue sea stretches to the sky, the waves are sparkling, and a bright moon rises slowly. The vision of the rising moon on the sea appears behind Ji Haoyue, and the watery moonlight is about to flow towards Ye Fan.

Ji Haoyue actually wanted to attack Ye Fan directly in the Yaochi Holy Land and continue the unfinished battle.

"Brother Haoyue, no!"

Ji Ziyue was surprised. She didn't expect that her brother would do it as soon as he said it, so she hurriedly stopped him.

This is not only because fighting is prohibited in Yaochi Holy Land, but also because Ji Ziyue knows that Ye Fan's methods are extraordinary and is afraid that her brother will suffer.

"Haoyue, calm down, don't use weapons in Yaochi." The eighth ancestor of the Ji family also quickly stepped forward and stopped Ji Haoyue.

"Ziyue, Eighth Ancestor, get out of the way."

Ji Haoyue's eyes are like lightning, and her whole body is blooming with the divine king's treasure. Behind her is the vast blue sea, and the bright moon shines in the sky, like a mirror on a Yao table.

Ye Fan stood there, still unmoved, with a calm and indifferent look on his face.

Saint Yao Xi secretly rolled her eyes, but she still stood up because she knew it was her turn to come forward.

"Brother Ji, the leader of my religion has a distinguished status and is on an equal footing with the Holy Master. How can I attack others at will? If Brother Ji wants to compete, let me accompany him..."

Saint Yao Xi walked up to Nana, blinked her beautiful eyes, and spoke in a gentle voice.

Her whole person has an ethereal temperament and a peerless appearance, like a fairy from Tianque who accidentally fell into the mortal world. It is difficult for people to see the depth of her cultivation.

Yao Xi's immortal body is tall and graceful, with a graceful body, surrounded by radiance and auspicious colors, like a divine lotus blooming, bright and beautiful.

She was originally the most outstanding female disciple in the Holy Land of Light. She was naturally the most talented person in the contemporary era and could compete with her contemporaries.

"Everyone, please don't do anything in Yaochi yet."

At this moment, a voice as beautiful as the sound of nature came.

A graceful figure with fluttering white clothes, not stained by dust, like the Guanghan fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, flew from the sky and appeared in front of everyone.

"It's the Saint of Yaochi!"

"The Saint of Yaochi is here..."

The crowd was agitated, and many young heroes opened their eyes almost at the same time, but they could not see the true appearance of the Yaochi Saint. She was surrounded by hazy mist, otherworldly, and as graceful as an immortal.

"Ziyue, follow me."

"Oh, Brother Haoyue..."

Under the mediation of the Yaochi Saint, the two sides did not really fight. Ji Haoyue turned around and left, taking Ji Ziyue away by force.

The six-person team changed back to a five-person team. Ye Fan didn't take it seriously. He, Pang Bo and others continued to walk in the pure land of Yaochi, admiring the peachland-like beauty and not in a hurry to return to the purple bamboo forest where they lived.

Yaochi is very vast and has various terrains. After passing through the hilly area, they came to a group of lakes with beautiful scenery.

Thousands of ancient races are about to be born, and this grand gathering in Yaochi is much more lively than before. All the forces in the five major regions from all over the world have ancient masters and outstanding figures coming.

"It's the Ancient Holy Body!"

"Holy Body Ye Fan appears..."

Wherever the five people passed, everyone was talking a lot, their eyes full of inquiry and curiosity, and there were many looks with hidden hostility.

However, with two powerful men accompanying him, no one dared to challenge them for a while.

Until several old people appeared.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came, and by the lake in the distance, several old people swept towards this side coldly, staring at Ye Fan among the five.

They were the supreme elders of the Yin Yang Sect and the Yaoguang Holy Land, and their cultivation had reached the Immortal Stage Secret Realm.

It was not as if these people were just passing by because it was such a coincidence, but rather they seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Are you the daring Holy Body?"

An elder from the Shaking Light Holy Land had a cold look on his face and stared at Ye Fan with murderous intent boiling in his eyes.

"Yes, it's me."

Ye Fan responded calmly and calmly. (End of chapter)