2387 After everything was ready, the next day, Ye Fan set off for Beiyuetian.

In addition to Chu Yunyao need to continue to do network construction work, there is no way to go outside, women have packed up good things last night, staying in the space ring.

In order to avoid trouble, Ye Fan let Xiaojin, Tangyuan and Xiaozi stay in it.

When the women learned about the mainland of Sodom and suffered from evil spirits, they all knew that the investigation of the ancient ruins was imperative.

Everyone is in a heavy mood because the problem of evil spirits is already related to the fate of the entire flood.

Since they are still unable to leave the flood, they must face this crisis of life and death.

Shen Jianzong has been on the right track, and there are flowers and lanterns such as Molan to maintain the work of the week.

As a young disciple, when Ye Fan is absent, he must fulfill the work of "the head of the generation."

Although the little girl is very nervous, but with the assistance of Molan and others, it can be learned slowly.

In addition, Sima Rufeng and other four leading disciples will also manage the problems of their disciples.

With the various rules and regulations made by Su Xiaoxue, everything is in order.

On the way to Beiyuetian, the cup was stopped and the medicine was first, and also went together.

The two naturally did not go to the ancient ruins, purely to see some old friends, by the way, to Ye Fan and others practice, after all, this is not a simple trip.

Accompanied by Ji Changzhen, the drug seems to be quite satisfied with this disciple. He wants to take Ji Changyu and visit several old friends of Alchemy.

"The lord of the sword, the front is the red tide gorge on the border of Beiyuetian. After crossing the canyon, it is the ancient magical sacred".

Ye Fan nodded, and he was more concerned about it. It was a distant canyon with a colorful opening.

It was like opening an eye in the sky, the eyelids kept groaning, sometimes blinking, and sometimes blinking.

"That is the ancient ruins, it is in the sky?"

Ye Fan was surprised.

"The ancient ruins, the places that appear are random, some in the air, in the sea, underground, and even suddenly appear in some cities."

The cup stopped: "I found the remains of the green snake, which appeared in a river."

Ye Fan couldn't help but scream, which is not the same as his "archaeological scene".

Not long after, the four people went to the edge of the canyon, a huge stone building complex.

Here, this is the sect of a sacred master in Beiyuetian, and was temporarily used as a place where the heavens and the earth are gathered.

Yingying, Zhong Rong and Breton San Sheng, have been chatting with several holy places, and saw several people coming to Ye Fan, and they finally came over.

"Haha, Lord of the Sword God, Cup Brother, Medicine Gourd, you are so late, we all drank a few pots of wine!"

The film screamed and laughed.

"We don't have such a big alcohol addiction to you," the cup paused and smiled.

When the saints saw the sword god, they also came to greet them.

"It turned out that this is the famous sword **** of the world! Long time and longitude!"

"I heard that the **** of swordsman defeated the goddess of the Xuanyuan Emperor, it seems that it is blue!"

Through all kinds of flattering voices, there is no end to the ear.

Although Ye Fan is not interested in socializing, he also treats him with courtesy, not only for his own troubles, but also for the Shenjian Zong.

Of course, there are some who have never seen Ye Fan, who has rarely been in the sacred world of the wild, and is quite dissatisfied.

In particular, when I saw the saints around Ye Fan, they even showed disdain, embarrassment, and disdain.

However, in the principle of more than one thing, everyone is lazy.

"It seems that the **** of the stars will be, but this is the case, Ji Xuanzhen is really exaggerated.

It’s really sad to scare the emperors of the Dazheng’s swordsmanship more than 10,000 years ago.

There are so many old things, it’s ridiculous to slap a horse for such a junior..." A harsh word, abruptly introduced into the field.

The man who spoke was a handsome man wearing a silver robes on white, wearing a jade, a long hair and a brow.

The man was lying on a long collapse, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and there were two beautiful maids in the sky, one to give him a fruit and one to pinch him.

In the whole field, he is also treated like this.

The cup is not stopped, the shadows and so on, and the sails that have been handed over to Ye Fan, the brows are picked up, and they look quite unhappy.

Ye Fan was not angry. He looked at the man and found that he was also a swordsman. He knew how much this guy should be confident in his sword.

"This Taoist friend, see you are also a swordsman, can you also have an emperor-level sword?"

"In the heavens and the land, I don't seem to have seen you. Who is your superior?

Dare to comment on the two emperor-level swordsmen? ”

A few of them have just flattered the sacred circumstances of Ye Fan, and when they are so ridiculed, they naturally have to turn their backs.

However, they are not stupid, dare not directly do it, after all, do not know the depth of this white son.

"The emperor-level sword meaning is nothing more than a sword-like character, higher than heaven, earth, and people, but the characteristics do not represent absolute strength.

Repairing for suppression, martial arts realm suppression, can make the characteristics of the emperor-level swords become a chicken rib... You guys, such a shallow understanding of Kendo, don’t be embarrassed here... and what kind of emperor Sword meaning...haha... laughing at the dead man," Gongzi’s mouth ate a princess from the maid’s hand and spit out the seeds.

Several holy places are blushing.

"What the **** are you!!

So rude, really when I don't dare to do it! ? ”

A maid around the white man, then looked up and smiled and said: "My son, the young master of the Tibetan Sword Mountain, Meng Yiqiu! Are you really wanting to do it?"

Ye Fan was a little surprised. Although a maid, although it is a god, but also a maid, in the place where the crowds gather, dare to be so arrogant?

What didn't even make him think of it was that, after listening to the maid's newspaper, the group of sacred sects that had just been very excited and angry had turned their faces and changed their minds! "Tibetan Mountain Villa!?"

"How long have you not heard the name... actually turned out?

! ”

"It seems that this time the ancient ruins are not so tempting, Meng family also wants to shoot!..." The congregation has a lot of arguments, and most of his face is full of awe and fear.

"The original... It turned out to be the Shaozhuang owner of the Tibetan Swords Villa. I am really sorry, I don’t know what it is..." "Let the statue of Yunjian, Mengzhuang, is it good recently?"

In a few holy places, they even greeted each other quickly.

Meng Yiqiu’s eyes were cold. “What do you think of, and what happened to your father?”

A few sacred places appeared in a burst of red, but they did not dare to talk, and turned away.

Ye Fan looked amazed and saw a lot of masters. It is still rare to install.

I couldn't help but ask a few people next to the cup: "That...Zhijian Mountain Villa, what place?"