Chapter 619 The whereabouts of the Soul Gathering Tower

   "This is..." The three strong men in the mid-stage of refining gods reacted instantly, and the smiles on their faces froze suddenly.

Immediately, they shouted "Retreat" at the same time, and the three quickly retreated behind them, retreating hundreds of meters in an instant, feeling even more horrified in their hearts that a young man in the mid-stage of cultivating gods could actually do it quietly in front of them Leaving an afterimage, the real body disappeared directly.

  A sense of ominous premonition suddenly hit the hearts of the three of them.

  On the sea area, the monks on the two ships were also taken aback for a moment, and they couldn't even figure out the status. Why did the three middle-stage masters suddenly react so strongly and retreated hundreds of meters.

  But soon, everyone understood that there were only three Mo clan powerhouses left above the sky, and Chen Fan's figure had completely disappeared.

   "Is that possible?" a late Nascent Soul cultivator on the Mo warship exclaimed.

  Suddenly, Chen Fan's real body appeared behind the man with the scarred face. Wisps of black and white flames overflowed from the sharp sword.

  The man with the scarred face was stunned for a moment. He seemed to be facing the attack of three Chen Fans. His escape route was completely blocked. There was a sharp sword in the front and a golden fist in the back.

"There's no need to fight him head-on, it's best to hide first!" The man with the scar face reacted, his head sank like a turtle, and his body suddenly fell, trying to escape Chen Fan's secret Windy bombardment.

  However, his body had just fallen less than a few tens of centimeters, when he was suddenly restrained by a huge force, leaving only his head trying to shrink down, becoming very funny and ugly.

  The man with the scarred face discovered in horror that he was actually bound by thousands of strands of crystal clear silk. The power was so terrifying that he had no chance to move his whole body.

   Phew!

  Chen Fan swung his sharp sword decisively, turning into a sharp edge in the air, and directly swept towards the neck of the scar-faced man.

   "No..." the scar-faced man realized, but it was already too late.

  Two companions hurried over and watched Chen Fan's sharp sword piercing Scarface's entire neck. His head flew into the air, flipped in the air, and then fell to the sea below.

  In an instant, the two huge ships became silent and silent. Everyone seemed to be frozen and unable to move.

  Boom!

  Finally, Scarface's head fell into the sea, causing a splash of water!

  Everyone came back to their senses, and turned their eyes to Yunkong, only to find that the two strong men in the mid-stage of refining the gods of the Mo tribe had already fled to the distance with horror on their faces.

   But Chen Fan held a sharp sword in his hand, like a **** of killing, he turned into a streamer and flew forward, chasing and killing.

"You... who are you?" One of the strong men roared. He felt the majestic killing intent approaching behind him, his face was already pale, and the killing intent was even more terrifying than theirs. How much did he have to kill? Humans, how many lives are contaminated to have such a terrifying killing intent.

   "The person who snatched your warship." Chen Fan stepped on the Jiugong step for a moment, and suddenly killed the strong man behind him, and said coldly.

Immediately, the silkworm seal in his hand was shot again, the silk was as dense as hair, and the strong man was captured alive in the air in an instant, and with a sudden pull, the strong man bounced back and directly hit Chen Fan's sharp sword , the chest was penetrated.

   With a pull of Chen Fan's arm, he suddenly tore open the strong man's wound, and the black and white flames instantly destroyed all internal organs in his body, and even his soul was completely burned.

  The next moment, his footsteps stepped into the void, and his figure suddenly slid towards the old woman in the middle of the alchemy stage in the distance. This was the last strong person.

  The people on the two giant ships were dumbfounded, watching Chen Fan chasing the old woman, the two of them gradually turned into two black spots from everyone's sight, and no one knew what the result would be.

   Phew!

However, in just a moment, a sharp sword roared from a distance, and the black spot gradually enlarged, and people could see clearly that it was Chen Fan's figure, full of murderous intent, with the old woman's head in his hand, and threw it directly towards the sea among.

  At this moment, all the monks on the Mo warship almost collapsed, feeling like the sky was falling, everything happened so fast, almost no one could react to what happened, everything was like a dream, extremely unreal.

   "How...how could it be?" A Mo disciple muttered to himself, he turned to look at his fellow disciples beside him, and found that everyone's expressions were exactly the same as his own, except for disbelief, there was deep despair and panic.

  He is very familiar with this expression. When he plundered and killed people with the Mexican warships for decades, those monks who were massacred had this expression, but he never thought that he would have such an expression.

   "Who else wants to fight?" Chen Fan came back, with an indifferent expression, he jumped directly to the Mo warship, holding a sharp sword, standing at the bow of the ship, and coldly glanced at everyone.

  The monks of the Mo tribe felt suffocated one after another. Some people couldn't bear it, and rushed to the side of the boat like crazy, and jumped into the sea.

  Someone's feet were weak, and he lost the strength to run, and he collapsed directly on the boat, shaking all over.

  In the end, there were only dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators left with blood-red eyes, and they charged directly at Chen Fan, shouting: "Qianmo Villa will not let you go."

   "You rob others, I rob you, it's fair." Chen Fan said indifferently, with a swipe of the sharp sword in his hand, a large snowflake suddenly fell, and dozens of Nascent Soul stage monks fell into the ice and snow.

With a flick of Chen Fan's fingertips, wisps of sword energy swept out from the sharp sword, turning into snowflakes and merging into those people's bodies. Then, accompanied by a chilling and hating snow, dozens of Mo people suddenly burst into a **** flower on their chests, and immediately fell to the ground and died. Not even a chance to get close to Chen Fan.

   This is the gap, the gap between the Yuanying stage and the refining stage.

  …

  Afterwards, the Ouyang people finally came to their senses, and they soared into the sky, rushing towards the Mo warship, with sad faces, chasing and killing the Mo people crazily. And the Mo tribe has already been routed into an army, even if it is a little higher, they are chased by a few juniors so that they dare not fight back.

  Finally, the battle is over. The people of the Mo clan were completely emptied, some fled, some died, the people of the Ouyang clan breathed a sigh of relief, and the way they looked at Chen Fan changed completely, becoming awed.

   "Thank you, senior!" Everyone cupped their hands in thanks, grateful from the bottom of their hearts, and with Chen Fan's cultivation, it was no exaggeration for them to call senior.

  Chen Fan shook his head slightly, indicating that they don't need to do this, and then looked at Ouyang Zixi, who was just waking up from a dream, and asked lightly: "Can you control this warship?"

   "Yes... yes!" Ouyang Zixi froze for a moment, then nodded quickly.

  Ouyang Zitian also came over, his face full of gratitude, Chen Fan saw that he was about to kowtow to express his gratitude, so he directly waved a soft strand of true essence, and gently lifted him up.

   "Actually, we are not from the East China Sea, let alone from the South China Sea. You will lead the way on this trip." Chen Fan said.

   "Okay, seniors go first to rest in the cabin, we will try our best, and we will be able to reach the South China Sea in just three months." Ouyang Zitian gave a grateful look and nodded.

Old Huangya walked over leisurely, and said: "Old man, I told you that there is no need to worry, but you don't believe me, tsk tsk, I should have asked you to gamble just now, it's a pity." After finishing speaking, a trace of regret flashed across his face , turned around and followed Chen Fan to the cabin of the Mo clan warship.

  But before taking a few steps, Lao Huangya suddenly stopped again, looked at the Ouyang people and asked: "Do you know where the Mo people usually hide the looted treasures?"

  Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Generally, they are hidden at the bottom of the cabin, and some precious things are carried in the storage ring with them."

"Oh, this kid who kills thousands of knives, he doesn't get more money than he kills. It's rare to come here. How can he miss it?" The corpses of three mid-stage powerhouses.

  This action once again stunned the Ouyang tribe, and they secretly guessed where the old and the young came from.

  …

  Chen Fan couldn't help being speechless to Lao Huangya's actions, and walked towards the cabin alone, but the moment he stepped into the cabin, he suddenly paused, as if thinking of something.

   "It's a rare time..." The words that Old Huangya just said suddenly appeared in his mind, and his face couldn't help but become serious.

  He walked quickly into the cabin, chose a relatively remote room, sat down cross-legged, and quickly took out the six reincarnation disks from the storage ring.

He did remember one important thing. Although the six jade plates are powerful, once the thing he is looking for is out of range, it will be difficult to play a role. And his ultimate goal is also the Soul Gathering Tower, but no one knows the meaning of the Soul Gathering Tower. whereabouts.

  He is trying his best to go back to Donghuang now, but he has forgotten this point. If he can't find the Soul Gathering Tower when he returns to Donghuang, he must not go back to the South China Sea again.

  Thinking of this, Chen Fan couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. This time, it was thanks to Lao Huangya who accidentally reminded him and woke him up.

  He grabbed the six-way reincarnation disk, transported a trace of true energy, and at the same time locked his mind on the soul-gathering tower, concentrated his mind, and his spiritual consciousness was closely connected with the six-way reincarnation disk.

  However, something that shocked him happened. The jade needle on the six-path reincarnation disk actually turned, sweeping the aura around the world, condensing it on the jade needle in the center, and finally pointing directly to the south direction.

  Chen Fan's complexion suddenly changed, he stared carefully at the pointer on the jade plate, closed his eyes again, and tried again, and the jade needle turned again, still staying at the original position.

   "The Gathering Soul Tower...is really in the South China Sea!" Chen Fan was startled, if he didn't think of trying it just now, he might really regret it in the future.

   However, although the direction of the Soul Gathering Tower has been found, it may not be that simple to get it.

Chen Fan couldn't help but become serious. There are probably more powerful people in this sea area than the four major divine continents. Even though Lao Huangya tried to sound out the Ouyang brothers and sisters and asked if the highest level here is a fusion state, the Ouyang brothers and sisters did not agree. He shook his head, not sure.

   "I only hope that it is the best thing that has no owner." In the end, Chen Fan had no choice but to take back the jade plate, thinking to himself. If the soul-gathering tower is held by some strong people, if he wants to get it, he will have to spend a long time to improve his cultivation, otherwise he will have no chance at all.

  【Two in one big chapter! 】

  (end of this chapter)