In a courtyard.
The imperial concubine was carving sothing in the room. Suddenly, Bing Caiyun ca back from the outside with a look of anger, and said murderously: "Princess, it has been more than two months, he is still in retreat!"
Bing Caiyun no longer knew how many tis he had been to Xiao Fan's courtyard, but each ti he hadn't even seen Xiao Fan's figure.
She almost couldn't hold it back several tis, and directly killed the Ice Silkworm Palace Master and the others, but in the end, seeing the face of the concubine, she held it back.
In addition to his anger, Bing Caiyun was also very puzzled. Xiao Fan killed Ming Jue's son Ming Ruthless in front of so many people. How could he still dare to stay in Beiling City?
Shouldn't he flee from Beiling City imdiately, stay here, but Ming Jue will co to his door at any ti, is he here waiting to die?
"It will be the spiritual eting in a few days. He should be carving sothing, preparing to participate in the spiritual eting, and he will naturally wake up at that ti." The emperor was not in a hurry.
"I heard that Ming Jue has already arrived in Dongling City, that kid is probably dead." Bing Caiyun said solemnly.
Ming Jue, as the Valley Master of Di Ming Jue Valley, was a cultivation base at the Holy Venerable Realm. No matter how strong Xiao Fan was, it was only half a step from the Holy Venerable Realm. How could he be an opponent?
"Then why didn't Ming absolutely kill?" The emperor was curious.
With Ming Jue's position, it should be extrely simple for him to find soone, and he should have known the location of Xiao Fan a long ti ago.
But since it's already here, Mingjue didn't do anything, what does this an?
Bing Caiyun also showed doubts when she heard the words, and she was also very curious in her heart.
"Excuse , can the emperor be here?" As soon as the voice fell, a voice suddenly ca from outside the courtyard, and a man dressed as a young man stood respectfully outside the door.
"Yue Ya? What are you doing?" Bing Caiyun appeared in the courtyard, coldly looking at the opposite man. The man was Yue Ya, the disciple of Old Yun Ling.
"Master asked to co here, please invite the emperor and the Promise Demon King." Yue Ya's expression was calm, without any fear, but a faint smile appeared on his face.
Although Bing Caiyun's face was gloomy, it was not easy to break out. She just asked coldly: "Old Yun Ling is looking for the emperor, why?"
"I don't know it, don't you know if you two go?" Yue Ya politely said.
What else Bing Caiyun wanted to say, but a nice voice ca from the room: "Let's go now."
Before the words were over, the imperial concubine in a white skirt had no idea when she appeared in the courtyard, her face covered by light gauze, but Young Master Yue Ya was still almost dumbfounded.
"Emperor, Promise Demon King, please." Yue Ya quickly recovered, lowered his head and bowed slightly, then stepped into the air.
The concubine took a deep look at the courtyard where Xiao Fan was located, and then left with Yue Ya.
At this ti, the carving of the Primordial Chaos Stone has reached a critical stage.
In the room, Xiao Fan was carefully sketching mysterious patterns on the Primordial Chaos Stone, which were profound and obscure, making it difficult to see through.
After two months of carving, the Primordial Chaos Stone has been carved into a human form. A closer look will reveal that this divine sculpture is extrely similar to Xiao Fan.
It's not that Xiao Fan is narcissistic, but since this thing is to be his clone, it should naturally be carved according to his appearance.
The Primordial Chaos Stone, the size of the original head, has only a small man the size of a small arm. The whole body is pitch black, exuding a black light, giving a thick, hard feeling.
Although it hasn't been activated yet, this divine sculpture exudes an aura of if there is nothing, especially the eyes, which are extrely sharp, making the Saint Emperor realm truly tremble.
Now, as long as the corresponding **** patterns and formations are drawn on the **** sculpture to make the **** sculpture co alive, then the **** sculpture is considered a success.
Xiao Fan painted every stroke very carefully, for fear that any mistakes might ruin this perfect artwork.
He hasn't been sleeping for more than two months. If it were an ordinary person, he would have long been unable to hold on.
But Xiao Fan, as always, just paled a little!
If it weren't for the soul clone to continuously refine the source stone to supplent the soul power, even Xiao Fan would have been unable to hold it long.
A few days later, Xiao Fan stared at the divine sculpture attentively, not daring to make any distractions. There were countless divine patterns on the divine sculpture. Only the last few strokes were enough to complete the task.
Once the last few failed, he wasted all his efforts.
At this ti, even the soul clone stopped absorbing the source stone, and he didn't dare to use it twice.
"boom!"
When the Shura sword in Xiao Fan's hand crossed the last **** pattern, the **** pattern above the **** sculpture imdiately joined together, forming an extrely mysterious formation.
A powerful breath swept out from the **** sculpture, and the room beca very violent.
Xiao Fan hurriedly typed a handprint to suppress the breath.
On the table in front of him, there was a statue of a humanoid statue the size of a forearm. Although it was dark and not slack, it gave people a lifelike feeling, as if they were about to co alive at any ti.
"Finally finished." Xiao Fan let out a long sigh of breath, and sweat rolled down from his forehead. He was very fortunate and fortunate that he did not fail.
Imdiately afterwards, Xiao Fan flicked his finger lightly, and a burst of soul power shot out and shot into the **** sculpture.
Suddenly, the divine sculpture suddenly opened his eyes, his body changed for a while, and instantly changed to Xiao Fan's appearance, and his entire body was black, slowly turning into a normal skin color.
If outsiders see it, they will definitely be surprised. This kind of carving craftsmanship is simply magical, just like living people.
However, Xiao Fan didn't have so much emotion, he just wished to imdiately try to manipulate this clone, how far it could be.
With a movent of his mind, Xiao Fan's soul clone rged into his soul body, and he imdiately possessed the Primordial Chaos Stone clone.
At the ti of urging, an extrely tyrannical and terrifying aura ca from the Primordial Chaos Stone Body, and Xiao Fan was shocked just by feeling the aura.
You know, even the soul of his half-step Saint Venerable Realm, the aura he exudes is not as terrifying as the Primordial Chaos Stone.
He has a feeling that he controls the Primordial Chaos Stone clone to go all out, even if it is usually in the holy state, it may not be his opponent.
"Here I co across that place, Ming Jue Valley, Valley Master Ming Jue, there shouldn't be any need to be afraid." Xiao Fan thought to himself, "Ming Ruthless is dead in vain!"
The Primordial Chaos Stone is indeed a legendary material against the sky. A **** sculpture carved from the Saint Emperor Realm, even possesses the combat power of the Saint Realm.
If he can break through the Saint Realm, and deal with the **** sculptures more effectively, wouldn't he be even more powerful? "This is the first avatar in my true sense." Xiao Fan pondered for a mont, and two gleams of light appeared in his eyes, and he pondered for a mont: "Since it was carved with Primordial Chaos Stone, it will be called Primordial Ancient!
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