Halfway through, Ye Fan, who had been silent for a long time, asked.
"Gongshu Shuangbi, Gongshu Yu and Gongshu Che are in the Open Heaven realm, and both of them have realized the sword intention and the sword intention respectively."
"There is also a mysterious master, who may be from the Yuling Sect and is also in the Open Heaven realm."
¡°There are a dozen others from the Chaos Realm, at least half of whom are elders from the Yuling Sect and Xuanxiao Sect¡¡±
Ye Ming looked worried: "Young Master, although you have awakened the Golden Dragon bloodline, if you go to the Hanxiang Pavilion now, I'm afraid"
"I have my plan."
"Yes! Ye Ming will follow him to the death!"
Ye Fan couldn't help but smile when he saw Ye Ming's "death-like" look.
He was actually only worried about whether a spiritual state would emerge.
After all, he needs to be patient for a while now, and he can't use the unparalleled sword intent, otherwise his identity will be exposed.
Therefore, it will be more troublesome if you encounter someone in the realm of spiritual connection, especially those with magical skills.
This is also the reason why Ye Fan doesn¡¯t want to go upstream too early.
Since the development of Hongmeng Universe, there have been as many divine realms as there are stars from ancient times to the present.
The core of Hongmeng is definitely not small in number.
Even the eight sects upstream are constantly recruiting Tongshen and Kaitian from the three thousand sects below.
Even though, in the battles of pioneering, there will be various losses.
But among the eight gates, there are still too many realms of spiritual connection.
Just think about any downstream sect, they basically have their own divine ancestors.
There are three thousand sects, and there are tens of thousands of ancestors who can be counted casually.
This is the Hongmeng Universe, the confidence that dares to open up and conquer in all directions, and it is also the reason why Satan chooses to give in.
"I can do well downstream, but if I go upstream, it will be difficult without the unparalleled rules."
One-on-one is okay, but when fighting against many, if you don¡¯t have emperor-level rules, you are looking for death.
Ye Fan didn¡¯t want to expose himself before he was unsure about dealing with Ye Wuya.
As Long Wu said, you can¡¯t look down on others.
Some things always take time to build.
Fortunately, he now has the idea of ????Phoenix Yuanji Pill, and has some new insights. Ye Fan still has confidence in himself.
Fortunately, this Hanxiang Pavilion belongs to the Shenlong family.
To deal with these people who are below the level of psychic ability, Ye Fan's simple use of Shenlong bloodline will not be a big problem and will not arouse suspicion.
The flying boat went through five teleportations.
The world outside has become covered in silver and snow is falling thousands of miles away.
The area where Hanxiang Pavilion is located has low temperatures all year round, and the population is relatively sparse in the Huansha River Basin.
Passing through several towns in the ice and snow, they were all covered with flags with the word "Public Transport".
Some flags with the word "Hanxiang" painted with dragon patterns were carelessly discarded aside.
Although the mortals in the city are walking on the streets, they can feel a sad atmosphere.
"Young Master, do you still remember? Xiangyun City was not like this before, it was very lively."
"Since the war started, many mortals here have also been implicated and died."
"Many people are afraid to go out now. The Gongshu tribe has scared the people here"
Ye Ming gritted his teeth and said.
Ye Fan naturally didn¡¯t know, so he just nodded.
"Young Master, we are almost there."
"How about we sneak in from the back quietly and see the situation before we talk?"
Ye Ming was very nervous and asked for countermeasures.
"No, just go in."
Ye Ming sighed. Now that things have happened, he can only believe in his suddenly powerful young master.
Ahead is a large snowy plateau.
There are many blue buildings standing on it, like ice sculpture castles.
In many places, there are traces of battles, red and black blood stains everywhere, before they were buried by the snow.
Thousands of monks from the Gongshu tribe are entrenched in Hanxiang Pavilion.
And on a huge platform in the middle, there is a shocking scene!
"Thisthis is"
"Master! Madam!¡ª¡ª"
Ye Ming¡¯s eyes turned red and he yelled heartbreakingly!
On the platform, dozens of icicles stood.
At the top of each icicle, there are heads poked out.
There are men, women, old and young, all kinds of people, they are all members of the Ye family!
The two tallest among them are the curator and his wife!
The miserable expression before death is still there, frozen.
"Young Masterwe are late!!"
Although Ye Ming had known that the danger was high, but when he saw this cruel scene, he still couldn't control his emotions.
To be honest, Ye Fan didn¡¯t know these people, so there weren¡¯t many emotional fluctuations.
But this kind of massacre of Shenlong clan members really made him feel unhappy.
The battle between monks is very cruel.
You can beat people to death, no problem.
"But even if you die, if you have to do it so cruelly, it's just a bad habit."
"The challenge from the downstream sectmust be so heart-wrenching?"
"Or, is there any blood feud between Hanxiang Hall and the Gongshu tribe?"
Ye Fan frowned.
¡°The weak will eat the strong, and tribes will replace sects, and massacres are not uncommon.¡±
"But those two brothers from the Public Transport Department have lost their humanity in order to establish their authority!"
"They know that our curator and his wife are very popular, so they must use thunderous means to put their own mark on it."
Ye Fan chuckled: "It's possible that someone asked for this behind the scenes."
Ye Ming saw that Ye Fan didn't seem to have strong emotional fluctuations, and thought that Ye Fan was suppressing it.
"Young Master, if you want to cry, just cry. Holding it in will drive you crazy."
"Anyone would not be able to bear it if they saw their parents and relatives like this"
Ye Fan asked: "Do I have a few sisters?"
When Ye Ming looked at those icicles, a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes.
"There are still Miss Fourth and Miss Six who have not yet left the cabinet. They are indeed not there. Maybe they are still alive!"
"I'm afraid the Gongshu tribe wants to execute all three of you and declare victory."
"Then let's go down."
Ye Ming gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"
In the exquisite main hall of Hanxiang Pavilion.
Gongshu Yu, the elder brother of Gongshu Shuangbi and the clan leader, is holding a jade talisman and communicating with someone.
"Master Jiang, just feel free to marry the most beautiful woman in Huanshahe. We are safe here!"
"Do it cleanly and don't leave anything behind. I don't want my future wife to 'misunderstand' anything"
"That's natural. I will definitely prepare a big gift later to congratulate Master Jiang on his wedding"
At this time, a tribesman ran in from outside.
"Clan leader, Elder Gongshu Qing's flying boat is back."
"Haha, okay! The final curtain call performance is about to begin!"
"Master Jiang, our brothers will go to Xiangyun City right away and summon all the major tribes to come and watch the ceremony!"
"The Ye family lineage in Hanxiang Hall will be completely cut off today!"
Jiang Chengfeng sneered: "Don't let that fool die too easily."
"Hehe don't worry, he will definitely regret coming to this world"
The communication was cut off, Gongshu Yu glanced at Gongshu Che who was drinking hot wine next to him.
The two brothers stood up and led a group of clan members out of the hall.
Many Gongshu clan members have gathered around Feizhou, wanting to see the famous Fool Young Master.
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