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Chapter 1955: The young master of the source clan

"What?! Young Master of the Source Clan? A sense of supremacy at the level of tribulation? The true supreme master of the Ten Tribulations?"

After Jianming Supreme heard this, his consciousness went blank, and his cognition was obviously completely overturned.

He quickly told the Lord of Whispers next to him the message Zhao Fan said.

The latter's eyes shook and said: "Isn't the Supreme Lord of Ten Tribulations the God of Origin created by the original rules? Is there really a Supreme Tenth Tribulation outside the origin world? Moreover, the Source Clan... I have never heard of it before. The sound of the sword,

Have you heard of it?"

"No."

Supreme Jianming shook his head and said with great annoyance: "It is unreasonable for the Origin Rules to hide something as big as the Origin Clan from us!"

"Calm down."

The Lord of Whirlpool thought for a moment and said: "It stands to reason that you and I, Zhao Fan, are the three main forces in the Origin Rules camp. It has complete trust in us. There may be something fishy about this matter."

"No matter what, when I return to the origin world, I will find out the origin rules. The worst is that the origin island owner and I will quit, and we will not participate in the faction dispute!" Supreme Jianming was furious.

The Lord of Whirlpool expressed concern: "By the way, ask Zhao Fan again what those two strong men from the Source Clan are doing and whether they can threaten him."

Supreme Jianming forced himself to stay rational and asked Zhao Fan. After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the Lord of Whispers: "He said it was okay."

The Lord of Whirlpool nodded. The other party would not risk his life to comfort him. If he said it was okay, it would definitely be okay.



The space within the grave-burning bamboo.

Zhao Fan stood in front of the green light square mirror with a solemn expression.

The green light square mirror is the core of the tomb-burning bamboo, which can sense all movements outside.

now.

The mirror shows Liuqing and Fanyuan constantly making gestures.

Zhao Fan speculated in his heart: "For the Yuan Clan, the Source Technique they are talking about is probably the skill of our monks. From what they said, it seems that they are not creatures of the Hunyuan Void? Otherwise, why would they call me a native? The Source Clan, after all,

What’s the origin…”

Regarding the origin technique of Henwuxuji.

Zhao Fan really didn't take it to heart. This was also thanks to Taozi who turned the Hunyuan silk into a robe and gave it to him. The frontal power was defended by the tomb-burning bamboo, and the invisible means could be resisted by the Hunyuan silk that turned into a white robe.

Both the soft and hard aspects of defense were perfect.

Soon after.

Liu Qing and Fan Yuan finally condensed all the techniques of Hen Wuxu Destruction.

And at this time.

In the void of the inheritance place, there seemed to be hundreds of millions of needles that could penetrate everything, rushing towards the bamboo section crazily.

The defense of Tomb-Brother Bamboo was like a fake in front of those invisible needles. It was penetrated completely by the needles without even touching it.

"Coming."

Zhao Fan's heart suddenly lifted. He had already felt countless densely packed acupuncture pricks. Not only that, the essence of acupuncture was actually the power of state of mind!

If you use your own state of mind, even the Eternal Dao Tree and the Eternal Flower may be riddled with holes!

"Hunyuansi, I'm putting my life on you."

Zhao Fan slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment.

The acupuncture gathered in the Tomb Bamboo space, and launched a focused fire on Zhao Fan. They went forward one after another, vowing not to give up until the target died!

The first needle pricked Zhao Fan. To be precise, it touched the white robe he was wearing.

Zhi!

There was a slight sound, and the needle prick was like ice meeting fire, melting directly into nothingness and being sucked into the threads of the white robe.

Sizzle!

Sizzling...

More and more acupunctures were applied until all the acupunctures on his coat hit and melted, as if they had become nourishment for the white robe, and none of them could touch Zhao Fan himself!

"As expected of Hunyuan Silk."

Zhao Fan reached out and touched the white robe in admiration. The silky texture made him feel an indescribable sense of security.

outside.

The expectant expression of the purple-robed boy suddenly froze, "The offensive of Henwuxujie is over. Has this bamboo not become ownerless?"

Then, Liu Qing said with a strange expression: "Young Master, none of my mental acupuncture hits the target. It seems that it was blocked by something, and it all failed."

"Me too."

Fan Yuan looked at the piece of bamboo inexplicably and said: "The heart force acupuncture of Henwuxujie has indeed ignored this thing and penetrated into it. Is it possible that the little miscellaneous fish also has a secret treasure of Hunyuan that is specially designed to defend against invisible means?

"

"this……"

The more the boy in purple robe thought about it, the more he felt that Brahma's analysis was possible, but he couldn't understand it.

The Hunyuan Secret Treasure is the ultimate level of Hunyuan Void Treasure. Even if it is placed in one's own Origin Clan, there are only two of them. However, a Second Tribulation Supreme, has two Hunyuan Secret Treasures?

Are the defensive functions non-overlapping?

Is this possible?!

"That little miscellaneous fish's identity is definitely not simple."

The young man in purple robe put away his contempt, he pondered for a moment, and then said: "Liu Qing, Brahma Resent, just keep an eye on him for the time being so that he cannot escape, and I will first witness the assessment of the ancestor of order. Although the master of order

The order was not obtained, but the holder of the main order did not dare to show up, so there is no difference between the main order and the deputy order."

"As commanded."

Liu Qing and Fan Yuan stood in the void in front of and behind the tomb-burning bamboo with eager eyes, as if Zhao Fan would be completely destroyed once he appeared.

The young man in purple robe was examining the nine ancient wells below. With a thought, he escaped into the golden pass at the front.



Within the cave treasure.

Seeing that the Tomb Branding Bamboo had not changed hands, Supreme Jianming said with a smile: "This third child has so many tricks. The invisible tricks he just used were astonishing to me even in the cave treasures. If someone randomly targets me, I'm afraid they will all be killed."

My heart is shattered, and I will explain it here."

"That invisible method is indeed terrifying, but it takes too long to use." The Whirlpool Lord asked: "What does Zhao Fan mean now?"

"He said wait a little longer."

Supreme Jianming said: "The Young Master of the Source Clan has entered the well to break through the level. Even if the two followers are suppressed by the Tribulation Layer, we can easily deal with them. The third child plans to wait until the Young Master of the Source Clan breaks through the second level.

Let’s start again. The Water Pass where Qing Zhizun is located is the third well. Young Master of the Source Clan is in order. The second one to break through is the Wood Pass. However, if Qing Zhizun successfully breaks through and comes out of the well, we will

Just show up to pick her up and take action."

The Lord of Whirlpool had no objection and nodded: "That's good. The first level only took Qing Zhizun half a month. The Young Master of the Source Clan may have taken even less time, but the second level took a long time. At that time, it was still possible to capture the two followers.

I can interrogate you. I'm afraid of a situation where the young master of the Source Clan comes out after passing the first level, and the Qing Supreme also passes the water level and appears at the same time as him..."


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