Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao

Chapter 642
The Great Elder saw it, and it was indeed so.

Moreover, there is a shelf with many storage bags on it, and the outside is marked with soul jade.

"Sure enough, I was only focused on looking at those spirit stones just now." The elder said a little embarrassedly, and walked over to pick up a storage bag.

With a sweep of consciousness, the Great Elder frowned.Then he picked up the second bag.
After the Great Elder looked at all the storage bags, he said with a look of astonishment: "These storage bags are all empty, there is nothing in them."

Ye Fan also picked up a storage bag and took a look, it was indeed empty, with nothing in it.

This further confirmed Ye Fan's guess just now.

"Forget it, let's talk about it after leaving here." Ye Fan said with a smile.

With that said, the Qiankun Fortune Cauldron appeared in Ye Fan's hands.

The small cauldron sent out a strong suction force, directly sucking all the storage bags into it.Even those shelves were sucked away by Ye Fan.

In a short time, the entire room was empty, and there was nothing left.

"I think these things are probably used by Death Ridge for expansion. Now it's all over, everything is cheaper for us." The elder said excitedly.

Ye Fan said with a smile: "Wouldn't it be just right, it's time for my Snow Mountain faction to rise."

In the past ten years, under the guidance of Ye Fan, many disciples of the Xueshan School have advanced to the level of Jinxian, but Daluo Jinxian is still the Great Elder alone.It's not that everyone's aptitude is bad, but that they are limited by their skills.

Now that everything is ready, the Snow Mountain School should usher in a period of expansion.

A group of people came out, searched well on Death Ridge, found some good things, and then prepared to leave.

It's just that when everyone came to the square, they couldn't help but gasp.

There used to be a lot of corpses on the square, but now there are none of those corpses. They are empty and clean, as if they have been cleaned specially, not even a trace of blood.

The Great Elder swallowed a mouthful of spit, even he, an old Jianghu, felt very troubled by the current situation.

"Is there anyone else in Death Ridge?" the Great Elder whispered.

If there were other people in Death Ridge, if he made a sudden attack when everyone was unprepared just now, he would definitely suffer heavy casualties on his side.

Ye Fan shook his head and walked over with a serious face.

"It's not a human, it should be a spirit beast or something else. You see." Ye Fan pointed to his feet as he spoke.

There was a very small paw print right there.

If you look carefully, you can see such paw prints all over the square.

"What the hell is this? How could there be so many?" the Great Elder asked with a frown.

Ye Fan squatted down and carefully looked at those paw prints.He only felt a vague anger coming from those paw prints.

"What's that?" A disciple yelled in horror.

Ye Fan looked up and saw a fiery red 'cloud' flying over from afar.

Take a closer look, what kind of cloud is that? It is clearly a group of ants with a pair of wings and red body.

"It's the flying gold-eating ants. I didn't expect such a thing to exist here." Ye Fan said with a solemn expression.

The flying gold-eating ants are a type of ants, they can fly and spew out flames, and they feed on various metals.

"How did the people in Death Ridge control them before? Why did they come out as soon as the people in Death Ridge died?" the Great Elder said with the same serious expression.

It's just that at this time, Ye Fan still has time to think about this kind of thing.

"Hurry up, if you get entangled with these things, you will be in trouble." Ye Fan said solemnly.

Judging by the size of the cloud, the number of flying gold-eating ants must be several thousand. This is a headache for the Immortal Emperor.

Suddenly, a faint voice came into Ye Fan's ears.

Ye Fan's heart moved, and he led the Great Elder and others directly to hide in the hut that had the formation just now.

And just when Ye Fan and others entered the formation, a man in black holding a weird musical instrument suddenly appeared in front of the hut.

He looked at the hut expressionlessly, with deep-seated hatred on his face.

"Sure enough, someone is manipulating these flying gold-eating ants." Ye Fan's voice sounded behind the man in black.

The man in black was taken aback, and turned his head to see that Ye Fan was standing not far from him, looking at him with a sneer on his face.

"Didn't you go in just now? I clearly saw you go in." The man in black shouted in his hoarse voice.

"Didn't you see a mere phantom clone? Are you from Death Ridge?" Ye Fan said with a smile.

The man in black was silent for a while, then shook his head and said in his characteristic hoarse voice: "No, I'm just a poor man."

"Then you must be the person behind Murong's head." Ye Fan said with certainty.

"That's right. We chose old man Murong to be our puppet. How could we know that guy is so useless, he can't even do a little thing, it's a waste of our training for him. But it's all right now, because I have you." The man in black said with a dry smile.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth rose slightly, and he said with a little disdain: "What? Do you want me to replace the head of Murong and be your puppet?"

The man in black shook his head and said with a smile: "You are wrong, we are just cooperating. That old man Murong made a deal with us in order to become an immortal emperor. And we are very serious about every immortal emperor." Yes. Although your cultivation has not yet reached the level of the Immortal Emperor, it is not far behind. We are equal."

Ye Fan chuckled, and said with a bit of self-deprecation: "Then, I also want to thank you for thinking highly of me."

The man in black could also hear the mocking tone in Ye Fan's voice, he didn't make a fuss at all, but said as it should: "If you cooperate with us, we can help you with any resources you want. You get it. Of course, the premise is that you can pay the corresponding price."

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "Master Murong was able to become the Immortal Emperor, I am afraid that he used those soul jades to exchange with you."

The man in black nodded, and said with a bit of complacency: "Old man Murong exchanged a skill with us with the soul jade, and it was by virtue of this skill that he was able to become the Immortal Emperor in the end. Without us, He's just been a fairy king all his life."

"An evil art, an immortal emperor piled up with the corpses of thousands of people, is this what you want?" Ye Fan asked coldly.

(End of this chapter)