Wang Fan looked at the Taishen Sect disciple who was standing in front of him, with a warm smile on his face. He took out a token from the space ring in a hurry, handed it over and said:
"I am Wang Fan, a disciple of Wangyun Palace, who is here to watch the ceremony."
When the Taishen Sect disciple heard Wang Fan's words, he couldn't help being shocked, "You, are you Wang Fan?"
It can be said that there was a storm in his heart, and even his voice was a little excited and rushed.
Wang Fan's name has already spread throughout the world.
First, it was the matter of the prince of the Dark Alliance, and then Wang Fan followed Mr. Yan to kill the young prince of the imperial palace and countless other talented people.
It can be said that among the younger generation, Wang Fan's fame is at its peak.
Not to mention the younger generation, even the older generation, there are very few people who have not heard of it.
However, this Taishen Sect disciple's concentration was pretty good. He quickly came to his senses and just glanced at Wang Fan's token before looking away.
Then, he made a gesture of invitation, "Please."
Wang Fan smiled and nodded, then stepped onto the stairs and climbed the Taishen Mountain.
Those geniuses who had not yet had time to climb Taishen Mountain had shock in their eyes after hearing Wang Fan's name.
Many young geniuses showed expressions of admiration, but there were also some who had fighting intent in their eyes.
As for the women of the younger generation, their beautiful eyes are shining with brilliance.
They stared at Wang Fan's back, their eyes blinking involuntarily, not knowing what they were thinking.
Wang Fan naturally didn't know what those young geniuses were thinking. His attention was completely focused on the Taishen Mountain in front of him.
Taishen Mountain gave him an extremely majestic feeling.
Walking on that rugged path, he even felt his own insignificance.
You must know that this feeling can only be felt by ordinary people, or when faced with powerful people whose cultivation levels are countless times greater than theirs.
And Wang Fan's cultivation has reached the peak of the Immortal King. Under normal circumstances, this feeling will not occur at all.
But now, just a mountain gave him this feeling. From this, it can be seen that this sacred mountain is not simple.
Wang Fan seemed to have some realization, relaxed his mind, and continued climbing.
At this moment, his state of mind seemed to have been sublimated, and his cultivation began to loosen again.
Unknowingly, Wang Fan had reached a mountain stream. Instead of continuing to climb, he walked to a huge rock and sat down.
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, it was as if a giant dragon was roaring inside his body.
The Taixuan Jing also began to run uncontrollably on its own.
The fairy spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be pulled, and it gathered crazily towards his body.
Wang Fan slowly closed his eyes and fell into a mysterious state of cultivation.
"Look, who is that and what is he doing?"
"Such a powerful domain pressure. Who is this person? However, with the Immortal King's cultivation level, why do I feel such a huge pressure?"
"Isn't that Wang Fan? What is he doing? Is he breaking through the realm?"
Many monks soon noticed the strange movement on Wang Fan's side.
Many people looked at Wang Fan with extremely shocked looks.
For a moment, many monks also stopped and looked at the area where Wang Fan was.
Especially, when someone called Wang Fan's name, more and more people gathered here.
Soon, a handsome young man also came here.
He stared at Wang Fan who was breaking through the realm, but there was something in his eyes
There is a touch of gloomy color.
"Just by climbing the Taishen Mountain, you can achieve a breakthrough in cultivation. Your talent is indeed extraordinary. But it's a pity that I saw it."
"If you want to break through the realm, you have to ask me, Yu Qingtian, if I will agree."
The young man murmured gloomily, and the immortal energy in his body began to surge. Endless power spread out from him, and the shocked monks around him kept retreating.
"Yu Qingtian from the Royal Palace?"
"Why is he here?"
"It seems that it is definitely true that Wang Fan killed the young prince of the Royal Palace." .??.
"This Yu Qingtian's talent is among the younger generation in the Royal Palace, second only to the young prince. I heard that his cultivation has reached the fourth level of Immortal Lord. If he takes action, Wang Fan may be in danger."
Feeling the terrifying coercion and murderous aura emanating from Yu Qingtian, some monks around him recognized his identity.
This Yu Qingtian is definitely a ruthless person among the younger generation in Prince Yu's Mansion.
His strength and talent were only slightly weaker than that of the young prince.
Moreover, since he is several years older than the young prince, his cultivation level is still above that of the young prince.
Therefore, when they saw that Yu Qing was too difficult to take action against Wang Fan, most of the monks couldn't help but retreat.
There was even a hint of anger in the eyes of many people.
After all, Yu Qingtian's methods are simply despicable.
The Yu Qing genius didn't care about other people's opinions. After the aura in his body was concentrated to the strongest, he took a step forward, turned his fingers into swords, and struck at Wang Fan.
"If you dare to kill the young prince of my Royal Palace, if you dare to destroy my Royal Palace, just die."
Along with the sound and rumble, sword energy surged out from the sky and the earth.
Those sword energy twisted and transformed in mid-air, and soon formed a monster.
The beast roared and charged towards Wang Fan.
At this time, Wang Fan was still immersed in that mysterious realm, with roaring sounds in his body, as if he was not aware of the danger at all.
Looking at this scene, all the monks couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Could it be that Wang Fan, the monster who is at the height of his power, is going to die here?
If Wang Fan died in the battle, everyone would be able to accept it reluctantly.
However, it would be a pity if Wang Fan died like this.
Of course, no matter how sorry everyone was, no one dared to stop it, let alone say anything.
The current Yuwangfu, the Chu Dynasty and the Dark Alliance are wearing the same pants. Even Taishen Sect and Xuantianmen do not dare to provoke them easily, and they even want to form an alliance. How can they provoke them?
Under the nervous gazes of everyone, soon, with a rumbling sound, the sword energy that filled the sky descended in front of Wang Fan.
However, just when those sword energies were about to hit Wang Fan, dazzling red lights suddenly burst out from Wang Fan's body.
Those dazzling red lights were like clusters of bright red blood, instantly covering his whole body.
Boom!
The endless sword energy surged above the red light, and was instantly scattered by the red light, disappearing into ashes.
"How can this be?"
Seeing this scene, not only the monks around were stunned.
Even Yu Qingtian himself found it a bit difficult to accept.
You know, he is a fourth-level Immortal, and he is also an evil genius.
His full blow would be very difficult for even an ordinary fourth-level Immortal to block.
However, Wang Fan unconsciously blocked his full blow.