Chapter Seven and Twenty Eight Brotherhood
Xiao Fan naturally didn't dare to enter the Temple of the God of War. No matter how strong he was, he was just a God of Seven Transformations, and he could resist several peaks of the God of War.
But if he broke into the headquarters of the God of War, even the ten current him might not be able to survive.
For nothing else, just a **** can kill him countless tis!
Seeing Xiao Fan's appearance, Chu Tianming and Chu Ye also breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that Xiao Fan would enter the Temple of War without saying a word. This is simply the old star hanging himself for a long ti!
For a while, Xiao Fan stayed in the ancient city of the Chu Family. To his surprise, Zi Wuming still did not appear.
Xiao Fan didn't wait altogether, and went directly into a state of concentration, beginning to fully comprehend the mystery of life and death.
About half a month passed, Xiao Fan's life and death secrets hadn't made much progress, but the fla secrets had been refined by 70%, even not far from 80%.
If nothing happens, Xiao Fan will break through the Eight Change God of War with the fla profound aning.
However, Xiao Fan has not much interest in the so-called realm now. Unless he can break through the Heavenly God Realm, it is almost impossible to defeat the Heavenly God powerhouse.
"The mystery of life and death must be comprehended between life and death. Although it has been touched, there is still a long way to go to truly comprehend 70%." Xiao Fan secretly said in his heart.
There is a soul clone that can comprehend the profound aning at any ti, and Xiao Fan doesn't have to stay in concentration. Now he only worried about the safety of Ling Feng and the others.
A few more days later, Xiao Fan just woke up from his cultivation, and suddenly a sound transmission jade talisman appeared in his hand. As he urged him, a worried voice ca from inside: "The third child, the third child, how are you? To answer , answer !"
The voice was very anxious, very angry, crying, but full of brotherhood.
Xiao Fan smiled helplessly, and he heard it naturally. This voice was from Nangong Xiaoxiao, and it was estimated that this voice ca from when they were sent out of the land of the gods.
It's just that in the emptiness, the sound transmission jade talisman can't transmit their words.
Now that the words can be passed on, there is only one possibility, that is, Nangong Xiaoxiao has returned to the Battle Soul Continent.
It is estimated that few people had expected that Xiao Fan would return to the Battle Soul Continent a month earlier than them, and they were still worried about Xiao Fan's safety in vain.
"The third child, don't die, if you die, brothers will not let you go!" This was Ling Feng's voice, with a hint of choking in his domineering.
"Three brothers, you must have nothing to do, you must co back. Our brother is waiting for you in the Battle Soul Continent." This was Guan Xiaoqi's voice, his tone extrely firm.
"My son, the Asura Palace can't live without you!"
"One generation, two brothers, son, you always sacrifice yourself, this is not treating us as brothers!"
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Voices ca from the sound transmission jade talisman. For a month or so, Ling Feng and others kept asking about Xiao Fan's situation every day.
Xiao Fan's eyes blushed slightly, and he realized that he was never alone, and there were a bunch of brothers who were born and died.
After listening to these words, Xiao Fan spent two hours, and in the words, it was the brothers' concern for him.
"Everyone, I'm in the universe." Xiao Fan urged all the spirit power aura in the sound transmission jade talisman to transmit these words at the sa ti, with a bright smile on his face.
At this mont, on the top of a certain mountain range in the Battle Soul Continent, there were silhouettes, and everyone was expressionless, looking at this strange and familiar ti.
These people are not others, they are Ling Feng, Nangong Xiaoxiao, Guan Xiaoqi, Crazy Wolf, and Yingfeng. They have successfully reached the Battle Soul Continent.
As for the other ancient monks and the old departnt of the Shura Hall, they dispersed in the middle.
"Brothers, what are your plans next?" Ling Feng looked at the people, returning to the Battle Soul Continent should have been a happy thing, but Xiao Fan's life or death was uncertain, and several people were totally unhappy.
"Do you need to tell the little witch?" Nangong Xiaoxiao asked.
"No." Ling Feng shook his head and said, "Although the third child stays in the land of the gods, it may not happen. I will say after confirming the news. I only want to do one thing now, which is to avenge the third child."
"Yes, I want to avenge the third child. I want to kill the sons of the goddess of war and the blood demon tribe." Speaking of avenging Xiao Fan, Nangong Xiaoxiao beca furious.
"Everyone, wait for , I'll call out the Spirit Race first, kill the War Temple first, and then turn around to destroy the Gorefiend Tribe." Guan Xiaoqi's eyes were also full of cold light, very domineering.
As the patriarch of the Spirit Clan, he does have this confidence. Although the background of the Spirit Clan is not as good as ten thousand years ago, it is definitely not comparable to the ordinary ancient clan.
Yingfeng, Crazy Wolf, Murong Xue, Long Chen, Ye Changsheng, Sneer Blade, Yunxi, Bei Chenfeng and other eight people were also cold and radiant. They didn't have any words, only the murderous intent was released.
At this mont, everyone suddenly took out a sound transmission jade talisman at the sa ti. Several people looked at and I looked at you, not knowing why.
Then a dozen people urged at the sa ti, and suddenly, the sa voice ca from inside: "Everyone, I'm in the universe!"
The sound was not loud, but it echoed in everyone's hearts like a thunder. It was really familiar.
"Is this the voice of the third child?" Nangong Xiaoxiao trembled, his eyes were extrely red, and tears couldn't help but keep coming.
"The third child is okay, haha, I knew he was okay." Ling Feng wasn't much better, even though he was usually indifferent, but he couldn't help being excited now.
Several other people also laughed. Xiao Fan is like an Optimus Pri, Dinghai Shenzhen, which can affect everyone's mood, because these are his brothers, brothers who can be entrusted with their lives.
After a long ti, several people suppressed the restlessness in their hearts and cald down. Everyone put away the sound transmission jade symbols, their eyes all on Ling Feng.
"The third child, why did you go to Tianyu?" Ling Feng took a deep breath, as if he was afraid of dreaming.
"I ca back a month ago. It seems that you are a lot slower than ." Xiao Fan laughed loudly from inside.
"A month ago?" Nangong Xiaoxiao exclaid, with a look of disbelief. They could leave before Xiao Fan. How could Xiao Fan arrive earlier than them?
"Brothers, it seems that you should be together." Xiao Fan continued, "What are your plans next?"
Everyone looked at you, I looked at you, and Yingfeng said first: "I'll wait for the arrangent of the son!"
Everyone trusts Xiao Fan very much. A brother who can give his life for himself, what else can he not trust him?
"Okay, then you will each return to your own position. If you need talent, ask Yi Peng for it. If you have a good seed, you can also send it to the first floor." Xiao Fan said.
"Yes, Young Master (Hall Master)." Everyone nodded without hesitation. For Xiao Fan's orders, they all chose to obey unconditionally.
"My son, where's the blood brother?" Yingfeng asked for a long ti.
As soon as he said this, Xiao Fan on the other side hadn't spoken for a long ti. Everyone looked at and I looked at you, and his face beca hard to look.
"Senior brother died in order to save !" Xiao Fan's voice sounded again, only a little choked.
When everyone heard the words, their bodies trembled slightly, and their minds couldn't help but recall that purple robe, blood-haired, heroic youth, no one thought that they would be separated forever.
"Brothers, brother Xiao Fan will avenge my grievances. Here, I ask my brothers to protect themselves in this troubled autumn." Xiao Fan said sincerely, imploring his tone.
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