Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao

Chapter 689

Shendaomen is a very small sect, compared to Ye Fan now.But such a small sect is the most loyal sect to the Xueshan faction. After all, such a small sect doesn't have much choice but to choose to be attached to the Xueshan faction.

And the Snow Mountain Sect did not disappoint them, giving them the greatest cultivation resources possible.

In comparison, the Heavenly Demon Sect is much more presumptuous.Of course, they also have presumptuous capital.

"Blood Clothes Divine Art?" Xue Qianxun asked a little puzzled.

It was the first time he had heard of what the Bloody Clothes Divine Art was.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth. This guy was able to make Purgatory Blood Phoenix escape ten years ago, which shows his strength.Now, this guy has become the fairy king, and his strength is much stronger than before.

Holding this guy's hand, I can only feel a strange energy radiating from this guy's body.After this energy entered Ye Fan's body, it was quickly absorbed by Ye Fan's body.But if other people meet him, even the Immortal Emperor may not be able to bear it.

Although this blood-cloth magic skill doesn't look very good, the blood-red aura it cultivated is very strange.Maybe, that purgatory blood phoenix has suffered a lot from this.

"Keep away, this guy's practice is a bit evil. It's a pity that it's useless to me." Ye Fan grinned and couldn't help saying.

His whole body was blood red, and he looked as if he had just been fished out of the blood. Needless to say, Ye Fan, even if Xue Qianxun caught him, Xue Qianxun would not be that close to this guy.

It looks really disgusting.

"I still have things to deal with outside, you should do your work first." Xue Qianxun said with a smile, and then walked out.

"Wait a minute." Ye Fan said.

Xue Qianxun stood at the door, looking at Ye Fan suspiciously.If Ye Fan had any unreasonable thoughts, Xue Qianxun would not be able to help but leave directly.

"Although all the upper and lower sides of the Shendaomen have been wiped out, he still has an illegitimate daughter outside. The illegitimate daughter is already five years old, and I brought it back. She looks very cute. Let's see which elder is willing Take him as an apprentice. When the time comes, she will inherit the Divine Sword Sect." Ye Fan said with a light smile.

Anyone with a heart can find out that the master of the Shendao Sect keeps an outer room outside.In fact, many people do this.There are really not many consistent men like Ye Fan.

Of course Xue Qianxun knew Ye Fan's plan, it was a thousand dollars to buy a bone.The symbolic meaning is greater than the actual meaning, and it is largely for others to see.

"Those elders aren't all men. How can we educate a girl? Well, I'll take her as an apprentice. Anyway, a few elders take care of many things in the sect, and I have a lot of time." Xue Qianxun glanced at Ye Fan and said angrily.

Ye Fan also had this plan, but he didn't say it clearly.Fortunately, Xue Qianxun spoke up in person.

"Alright. I've seen that girl's aptitude. Although she's not amazing, she's pretty good. If you teach her wholeheartedly, a fairy king won't be able to run away. I want to congratulate the lady on her acceptance. You're gone." Ye Fan said with a light smile.

Xue Qianxun glanced at Ye Fan angrily, and then left.

Ye Fan still held the unconscious guy in his hand on the ground, and Ye Fan was really not sure how to deal with this guy.

Ordinarily, he killed Shendaomen Manmen, so he should be executed immediately.But Ye Fan was very curious about his blood-cloth magic skill, which seemed really unique.

But if you don't kill him, how can you convince the crowd?

Directly made into human pills?Confused, is it directly crushing the ashes?
After thinking for a long time, Ye Fan didn't have a good idea.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time." Ye Fan said with a wry smile, and then woke up this guy.

That guy woke up slowly, looking at Ye Fan who was smiling, with an unnatural look on his face.

"I'm practicing the blood-cloth magic art, why doesn't it have any effect on you." The guy lay there and said unwillingly.

Ye Fan looked at him angrily, and said in a deep voice: "Anyway, we are old friends. Last time you escaped from Tudun, you don't have to think about it this time. But, I'm really curious, you Why do you still dare to come here? Could it be that people who have practiced the Blood Clothes Magic Art have such abnormal brains? By the way, what's your name?"

That guy's face twitched, obviously overwhelmed by Ye Fan's questions.He really wanted to say nothing, but after thinking about it, he finally said his name honestly.

"Long Aotian."

Ye Fan blinked his eyes. You said that you are such a wretched guy, so shameless, and you have such an earth-shattering name. Are you really not afraid of retribution?

"Well, Xiaolong. Do you want to live? Use the blood-cloth magic skill in exchange for your own life. Otherwise, you can only die." Ye Fan said with a smile.

Long Aotian's eyes shrank, and a suspicious look flashed across his face.

"You want to practice too?" Long Aotian said hesitantly.

"Do you think it's necessary for me to practice? I'm just very interested in the blood-cloth magic. After all, it's the first time I've seen such a strange skill. Of course, I want to know more about it." Ye Fan didn't say anything. Said angrily.

Except for the blood-red aura that was cultivated, there is nothing special about the blood-cloth magic skill.What's more, after practicing this kind of kung fu, people are neither human nor ghost, no matter how powerful they are, Ye Fan will not know how to practice.

After practicing, I have no face to meet people.

A look of hesitation flashed across Long Aotian's face, but finally he shook his head, with a trace of bitterness on his face: "I don't want to be a traitor, and there is no good end to being a traitor."

Ye Fan shook his head and sighed. He originally wanted to bypass this guy's life, but now it seems impossible.

torture?

This guy is like a hedgehog, even Rain Demon can't torture him.And a blood-cloth magic skill is not enough for Ye Fan to torture him personally.

After ruling out other possibilities, this guy has only one jump left, which is a dead end.

"In this case, you can go on your way." Ye Fan said softly.

A trace of white light emerged, Long Aotian only felt his avenue and cultivation base pouring out of his body without hindrance, and a horrified look appeared on his face.

"What kind of skill is this?" Long Aotian asked in horror.

Ye Fan looked calm and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)