Thirty-six people soared into the sky and left the heavenly world.
This makes Yunhe and others envious.
There are still twenty of them, all descendants of powerful sects, and they are reluctant to hand over their inheritance.
Ye Fan looked over and said coldly: "What do you mean, are you unwilling to hand it over?"
Yun He said: "Brother Ye, if you have to spare others, please spare them. We will join the Tianzun Palace to work for you."
"To me, you are all a bunch of ants. I can kill you all with a snap of my fingers. Do you think I need you?"
Ye Fan's face was full of teasing.
Yunhe and others were embarrassed, but could not refute.
These seraphs alone are as densely packed as monks in the Sea of Bitter Realm.
They really are nothing.
"Of course, if you sign a blood contract with me and become my slaves, I can let you continue to have the inheritance."
"impossible."
Hua Jingnian shouted angrily.
After signing a blood contract and becoming your slave, they are no longer themselves, they are just a puppet.
"I remember you are a descendant of the Fantasy Sect. That's very good. I hate you very much."
"scold."
Ye Fan snapped his fingers.
As soon as the light fell, it burst out and headed towards Hua Jingnian. The air exploded wildly, cold and ruthless.
Hua Jingnian sensed a death crisis.
He was in the late stage of the Sea of Bitterness and exploded in full force, casting multiple layers of illusions and establishing hundreds of illusion formations in an instant.
I have to say that this hand is strong enough.
However.
Facing Ye Fan's pointing light, all the illusion formations exploded instantly, and all illusions disappeared.
There is no way, the gap is too big.
Hua Jingnian suddenly changed, his pupils shrank, he threw out the Holy King's Order, spurted out blood, and revived.
However.
The Holy King's Order was also shot away.
It means that the light is as powerful as breaking bamboo, it does not dissipate and continues to kill.
"Ye Fan!"
Hua Jingnian roared, frightened and boundless at the same time. He roared, burning his life essence and blood, and his war thunder doubled, but it was only comparable to the realm of supernatural powers.
He took out a piece of inheritance magic weapon, which was a picture scroll, and threw it into the air to absorb the light from the finger.
"boom!"
The scroll was knocked out, its light dimmed, and it fell into silence.
But at the same time.
The fingerlight also disappeared.
"interesting."
Ye Fan stopped taking action and said with a smile: "This finger was going to kill you, but if you resist it, you can live a little longer."
Hua Jingnian felt cold all over.
At this moment, I no longer have any arrogance and dare not speak.
Yunhe and others were also shocked.
Ye Fan's strength is so terrifying. With just a flick of his fingers, he can make Hua Jingnian Guizhou donkey exhausted.
That is to say.
You can kill one of them with just two fingers.
This was done randomly by Ye Fan.
If we take action seriously, we can really kill them all with one punch.
The gap is too big.
It's simply impossible to compete.
"Brother Ye, I am willing to hand over my inheritance." At this time, someone else couldn't bear the pressure and shouted.
In this second wave, twelve large descendants handed over the inheritance.
"Let's go."
"Thank you, Brother Ye."
The twelve people left in panic.
Thirty-eight plus twelve equals fifty Holy King Tokens.
Ye Fan is very excited. From the seventy-two Holy King Tokens, you have twenty-two.
Now there are eight of Wu Yinyang, Yunhe and others, and three of Tang Ying and others, that is, sixty-one.