A larger pottery figurine appeared in front of Fanjiang Qiujun's mansion. Purple-gold light burst out from its body, making it impossible for Mo Yunran and Xu Xingcheng to look directly at it.
"Human race, why are you breaking into my Demon Lord's Mansion?" The purple-gold pottery figurine suddenly said, and between the opening and closing of his lips, there was a faint sound of thunder, which made the two people's heads buzz.
Fan Jiangqiujun!
The two of them, Mo Yunran, looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. Unexpectedly, Fanjiang Qiujun actually left a consciousness to guard Qiujun's mansion.
"I have met Mr. Qiu!" Mo Yunran said loudly, "Juniors and others are here. In order to carry forward the inheritance of seniors, I would like to ask seniors to fulfill their wishes!"
Xu Xingcheng immediately shouted, not wanting to lag behind, "Yes, if the senior is willing to hand over the inheritance to the junior, the junior will definitely live up to the expectations of the senior."
snort!
Lord Fan Jiangqiu snorted coldly and said scornfully: "A small human race is trying to get involved in my inheritance. It really doesn't know how to live or die!"
While he was speaking, Fan Jiang Qiujun suddenly struck down with his palm. His momentum was so fierce that Mo Yunran and Mo Yunran suddenly changed their expressions and dodge one after another.
boom...
There was a loud noise, and the two of them were blown away by a surging momentum and hit the ground heavily.
"Humph." Fan Jiang Qiujun snorted and said with a contemptuous smile: "I didn't expect that after so many years, the human race is still so vulnerable!"
Hahaha!
He looked up to the sky and laughed, thinking of the scenery back then.
Mo Yunran and Xu Xingcheng's expressions were extremely ugly. They didn't expect that they had tried their best to get through the Thousands of Terracotta Warriors and used all their methods to break the pottery figurines. In the end, they also ran into the strong man of the ancient demon clan-Fan Jiang Qiujun!
With the peak strength of the Vientiane Realm, even if the two of them combined, they are no match.
They didn't get the inheritance and caused a lot of trouble. The two of them were extremely depressed.
At this time, there was another loud laugh.
Chu Yiyi, Mo Ji and Xie Siling came out. Mo Ji couldn't help laughing when he saw Mo Yunran and Mo Yunran's embarrassed appearance.
"Let these two guys run so fast." Mo Ji said with a smile.
At this time, Fanjiang Qiujun's face darkened. Three more humans came and dared to laugh when he laughed. How could this be unreasonable?
Xu Xingcheng and Mo Yunran were seen in a embarrassed state by Chu Yiyiyi and the others, and their faces were dull.
"Damn fat man, don't get too proud too early. You've turned against Mr. Jiang Qiu again. No one can get the inheritance today!" Xu Xingcheng said sternly.
His face was gloomy and extremely ugly. But the purple and gold pottery figurine opposite him was Fan Jiangqiu Jun. What could he do?
Mo Yunran also gave a bitter smile, shook his head and said: "Brother Chu, although you thought of a way to break the formation, you didn't expect Lord Fan Jiangqiu to appear here. I'm afraid we can only return without success this time."
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There was a look of reluctance in his eyes, and he spent so much effort competing with Xu Xingcheng to see who could break out of the Thousand Warriors Pass first. In the end, the person who broke out first only received a slap from Fan Jiangqiu.
Chu Yiliu couldn't help laughing. He looked at the embarrassed appearance of these two guys, took another look at the purple and gold pottery figurines, and couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Since I'm here, I will definitely not return without success."
Um?
Xu Xingcheng and Mo Yunran both looked surprised. Does this guy still want to fight with Fan Jiang Qiujun?
"You brat, you are too self-righteous. We are no match for Mr. Fan Jiangqiu, so it's just you?" Xu Xingcheng sneered, "I'm afraid it's not enough to fill the gap between Mr. Fan Jiangqiu's teeth!"
Mo Yunran also pretended to be kind and persuaded: "Brother Chu, don't be impulsive. This matter needs to be considered in the long term."
He still cherishes Chu's first-class talent and doesn't want him to die so quickly.
Mo Ji rolled his eyes angrily and said with a smile, "Just because you don't have the guts to fight this demon king doesn't mean others don't either."
He immediately stepped out and faced Fan Jiangqiu Jun directly.
Fan Jiang Qiujun laughed loudly and said contemptuously: "Little fat man, your tone is quite serious. If you dare to attack me, do you believe that I will slap you to death with my palm?"
He waved his arms as big as cattail leaf fans, and purple-gold light burst out, with an extremely astonishing momentum.
Xu Xingcheng and Mo Yunran both trembled in their hearts. Although they had even seen the powerful Spirit Master, they did not dare to fight against them.
Fanjiang Qiujun was at the peak of the Wanxiang Realm when he was alive. He could kill a powerful Spirit Master, let alone a mere cultivator of the Peiyuan Realm.
Chu Yiliu nodded slowly, indicating that Mo Ji could take action.
Thousands of years ago, Fanjiang Qiujun might have been a great demon who was rampant for a while, but with the passage of time, his strength has long been reduced to less than one, and his only remaining momentum can deter people like Mo Yunran.
Those two guys were always afraid of the weak, and each was better at dealing with the weak, but when faced with the strong, they didn't even have the courage to fight.
Mo Ji took action!
The figure rises from the ground, the energy all over his body surges, Tianhuo Mo Feng slashes down, and the surging spiritual light sword energy pours out like the water of a river, moving forward inexorably.
Fanjiang Qiujun's pale golden eyes burst out with compelling momentum, and the purple light surging around him became even more intense.
Xu Xingcheng's eyes showed horror, he glanced at Chu Yiliu who was calm and composed, and said sternly: "You brat, you are trying to kill this fat man!"
"Based on his strength, he will never be able to stop Fan Jiangqiujun's move!"
Mo Yunran also shook his head, sighed, and said: "Brother Chu, you are too careless. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope if the five of us join forces."
Five people joining forces?
How is that possible!
None of the three of them trusts the other, and no one can guarantee that someone will not do their best when they take action, so joining forces is just a nice word.
boom...
Mo Ji's sword light fell and was caught by Fan Jiang Qiu Jun. Fan Jiang Qiu Jun waved his hand, purple and gold light burst out, and his arm was like a sharp blade and slashed at Mo Ji's waist.
"Ah!" Xie Siling couldn't help but exclaimed softly, if this was hit, Mo Ji would definitely die.
The look of horror in Xu Xingcheng's eyes became more and more intense. He knew that Mo Ji was very strong, but he didn't expect that he couldn't stop Fan Jiang Qiujun's move. He suddenly felt lucky in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't do it.
"You brat, just wait and collect the body of this fat man." He said sternly, while retreating, trying to exit along the Thousand Warriors Pass.
Mo Yunran also moved back a little, fearing that he would be hit by the residual power of Fan Jiangqiujun's move.
Chu Yiliu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled.
Mo Yunran's face suddenly became hot, and he felt ruthless ridicule. He kept saying in his heart: Chu Yiyi is not afraid, what should I, Mo Yunran, be afraid of?
He wanted to take a step forward, but after feeling Fan Jiang Qiujun's aura, he couldn't take that step away.
He was ashamed and angry in his heart. He clenched his fists in his sleeves and said secretly: Brat, I will definitely prove that I am no worse than you!
Just as he was thinking about it, Fan Jiangqiujun's slash was blocked by the ink cauldron in front of Mo Ji. There was a loud bang and the quality essence spread out from the ink cauldron.
Fine cracks appeared on Fan Jiang Qiujun's arm. The cracks were so small that they were almost invisible, but Fan Jiang Qiujun knew them very well in his heart.
"This little fat guy is also a bit prickly!" He was secretly shocked, knowing that the wind was blowing loudly and the raindrops were light.
Today is different from the past. Ninety-nine percent of Fanjiang Qiujun's strength has been worn away by time. What was injected into the purple and gold pottery figurines was just a wisp of his thoughts.
Qinglong Mutian Jue!
Mo Ji's figure spiraled up, and the sky fire and ink front shot out like a gun. The power of the green dragon was wrapped around his body, and he fell towards Fanjiang Qiujun.
Fan Jiangqiu Jun suddenly changed his expression and shouted: "Stop!"
"You can go in."
What?
Mo Ji slammed his sword at Fan Jiang Qiu Jun's feet, creating a wave of air dozens of feet high, which made Fan Jiang Qiu Jun secretly shocked.
"What did you say?" Mo Ji asked in a naive voice.
"I said you can enter the cave." Fan Jiangqiu said coldly, pretending to be arrogant.
He felt that if he continued to fight Mo Ji, otherwise this purple and gold pottery figurine would definitely not be able to bear it.
And more importantly, Mo Ji and Chu Yiyi fought all the way, from earthenware figurines to bronze, black iron, silver, and gold pottery, and they already knew the weaknesses of the pottery figurines very well.
Although the strength of this purple and gold pottery figurine was stronger, it did not erase the common weaknesses of the pottery figurines, so Fan Jiangqiujun succumbed.
"Why?" Xu Xingcheng opened his mouth and said angrily: "Why can this fat man get in!"
Fan Jiang Qiujun glanced at him coldly.
Chu Yiliu chuckled and shook his head, walked towards Fan Jiangqiujun and said, "Are you going to get out of the way yourself, or will you let me take action?"
Fan Jiang Qiujun's pale golden eyes flashed with a strange color, and he snorted coldly. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the little demon king held in Xie Siling's arms, and his expression changed again.
"You..." He looked surprised, took a deep breath and said, "You can go in."
His expression was full of surprise and uncertainty on Chu Yiliu's body. He didn't expect that this boy could actually subdue a monster with such a powerful bloodline!
Chu Yiyi smiled faintly and walked out from Fan Jiangqiujun. He knew that Fanjiangqiujun recognized the identity of the little demon king. However, what does it matter? They are all demon kings who died in ancient times and left nothing behind.
Well, what kind of waves can you think of?
The three of them walked into Fanjiang Qiujun's house together.
Mo Yunran and Xu Xingcheng looked at each other and quickly followed.
"Stop!" When they had just reached Fanjiang Qiujun, Qiujun shouted coldly, and the majestic power of the excitement filled the air.
A powerful qi locked the two of them, and Xu Xingcheng and the two did not dare to make any progress.
"You can't go in yet." Fan Jiangqiujun said coldly.
Xu Xingcheng suddenly showed an angry look on his face and said sternly: "Why can they go in but we can't? Do you look down on me, the young city lord!"
Fanjiang Qiujun's expression changed slightly.
Mo Yunran hurriedly explained: "Sir Qiu Jun, we are friends with them, and we ask for your convenience."
"Friends?" Mr. Fan Jiangqiu is already a mature man. Why can't he see the contradiction between these people? He sneered and said, "Friends are not allowed in either!"
Xu Xingcheng and Mo Yunran's eyes suddenly showed dissatisfaction. They looked at each other secretly and made a decision: break in!
However, Fan Jiangqiujun spoke again at this time, he sneered and said: "However, if you can do me a favor, I will not only let you in, but also allow you to easily obtain my inheritance!"
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As soon as he said this, both Xu Xingcheng and Xu Xingcheng's eyes lit up.
"This is true!" Xu Xingcheng was overjoyed.
Mo Yunran was very cautious and kept an eye on it, saying: "How can we two juniors do something that even Qiu Jun can't do?"
Fan Jiangqiujun laughed and said, "You just need to say whether you are willing or not? There is no need to ask about other things."
"Of course I do!" Xu Xingcheng agreed without hesitation. He was afraid that Chu Yiliu would get the treasure from Jiang Qiujun's mansion first, but Mo Yunran was still a little hesitant.
"What are you still hesitating about? Don't you want to get Mr. Qiu's inheritance?"
Mo Yunran's expression changed, and he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I promise you!"