Chapter 4682: Battle of the Ancients

Wang Fan looked at the boundless mountains in front of him, breathing the air that was not fresh, and felt a little melancholy in his heart.
He hasn't come out for so many years.
According to Wang Fan's own calculations, it has been at least ten years.
In ten years, the cultivation base has broken through from the fourth floor of the Yellow Realm God to the peak of the ninth floor of the Yellow Realm God. To be honest, this speed is definitely not slow.
However, Wang Fan was not very satisfied.
A mere yellow realm god, he needs so long to cultivate, what about the mysterious realm and the earth realm god?
Wang Fan is sighing with emotion, while thinking about which direction to leave.
But at this moment, there were several loud explosions in the distance, and Wang Fan immediately discovered that a dozen cultivators were chasing and killing a woman.
Watching this scene, Wang Fan couldn't help shaking his head slightly.
He has no interest in this kind of thing, and the cultivation of the dozen or so monks is not bad, all of them have reached the initial stage of the realm of gods.
Shaking his head, Wang Fan was about to leave, but after a short pause, he rushed towards the other side without any hesitation.
It wasn't because he was kind, but he suddenly remembered that he actually knew that woman, it was wrong, or he had seen it before.
Thinking of that woman's identity, Wang Fan naturally rushed over without hesitation.
It didn't take long for Wang Fan to rush to the scene of the battle between the two sides.
At this moment, the woman had been forced to a corner. She was covered in blood, but her eyes were full of anger and murderous intent.
The dozen or so cultivators were grinning and planning to kill the woman, but when they saw Wang Fan running over, they immediately stopped.
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Fan, and one of the cultivators roared unceremoniously: "Yi, you are here, do you want to die?"
Originally, this cultivator was still apprehensive about Wang Fan, because they had no choice but to be apprehensive about the sudden killing of such a person in this wilderness.
But when he realized that Wang Fan's cultivation level was no more than Huang Jingshen, that fear disappeared.
Just a mere Huang Jingshen, even if it is the peak of Huang Jingshen, it is just a slap to death.
Wang Fan looked at the cultivator and found that the breath on his body was somewhat familiar.
This is not the cultivator's own breath, but the familiarity of the practice breath.
Wang Fan frowned for a moment, and soon he also remembered what forces these people belonged to.
He didn't care about the other party's threat, but not only said slowly, "Are you from the Bloodline Sect?"
Bloodline Sect, this is a notorious sect, or a real killer organization, specializing in doing things with money.
As long as you give money, there is no one they dare not kill or do.
I remember when he was in Huangtian City, an eighth-level cultivator named Mo Qianli led a lot of people to kill him.
That guy is the killer of the Bloodline Sect.
"Oh, do you know our identity?" The cultivator immediately became vigilant when he heard Wang Fan recognize their identity.
He looked at Wang Fan up and down, and his mental power also fell on Wang Fan, and he began to scan up and down.
He wanted to see if Wang Fan was hiding his cultivation.
Wang Fan smiled and said: "Yes, I remember that there was a man named Mo Qianli who brought a group of people to kill me, but I killed him instead."
When Wang Fan's words fell, the cultivator couldn't help frowning, and the other cultivators couldn't help frowning as well.
They are all gods of the realm, so naturally they would not care about the gods of the profound realm.
Although Mo Qianli's cultivation is not bad, his position in the Bloodline Sect is naturally much worse than that of them, the realm gods.
Because, of course, they don't care about this kind of thing.
But soon, the expression of one of the monks changed.
He looked at Wang Fan in shock: "You, you are Wang Fan!"
He remembered, wasn't that Mo Qianli killed by Wang Fan?
Wang Fan chuckled: "Congratulations, you guessed right."
When the words fell, Wang Fan's spirit energy had gone berserk, and he threw it out in an instant, and then it was a sword.
The terrifying sword beam swept half of the sky, and with a loud bang, the cultivator didn't even react, and was killed by a sword.
This scene, not only the rest of the Bloodline Sect cultivators were terrified, but even the women were shocked.
Huang Jingshen kills Earth Jingshen in seconds, what kind of strength is this?
At the same time, she finally remembered who Wang Fan was.
"Wang Fan, you dare to kill our people, you are really bold."
The Bloodline Sect cultivator named the head turned hideous in an instant when he saw Wang Fan violently killing people.
"Go together."
He shouted loudly, how could he care about a woman, he immediately rushed to Wang Fan first.
Wang Fan's figure flickered, and he evaded quickly. At the same time, he said to the woman, "Senior Anxin, if you can still do it, kill them together."
That's right, this injured woman is An Xin.
Back then, when Wang Fan and Yin Baiyi escaped from Batian City, they stayed at An Xin Inn on the way, and that was the woman's property.
He remembered that the woman had discovered the existence of Yin Baiyi, and the two had talked for a long time.
It's just that the peace of mind that was unbelievably powerful in his eyes at the beginning, now it seems that the cultivation base is at most in the middle stage of the realm of the gods.
It's a pity that the middle stage of the realm was actually made like this by a group of miscellaneous realm gods in the early stage.
"Okay." An Xin did not hesitate, and after a good word fell, he also followed and killed.
Wang Fan's strength gave her hope.
Moreover, she was also very angry with these people and wished to kill them.
If it wasn't for these people being despicable and shameless, poisoning her, and adding all kinds of sneak attacks, how could she be so downcast?
Wang Fan did not know how long he had been in seclusion. His cultivation had soared from the middle stage of the Yellow Realm God to the peak of the Yellow Realm God.
Right now, these dozen or so realm gods are enough for him to practice his hands, and he can play a hearty fight.
After two full hours of battle, Wang Fan and An Xin completely killed all the bloodline killers.
At this time, Wang Fan was already covered in blood and suffered serious injuries.
As for peace of mind, it is even more hurtful.
Wang Fan put away those people's space rings, and then looked at An Xin and asked, "Senior An Xin, what's going on? Why are you being chased by them? Could someone kill you?"
An Xin heard this, but looked at Wang Fan in shock: "Don't you know what happened in God's Domain recently?"
Wang Fan was stunned and shook his head subconsciously: "I don't know, what happened?"
An Xin gave Wang Fan a peculiar look: "The ancients are fighting, and two camps have been formed, and now the Divine Realm is very chaotic."
"Wang Batian's lineage has joined forces with the Yin, Mang, Gu, and Ji Clans to start a war against the Yao Clan, Zhan Clan, Xuan Clan, and your Wang Clan's main lineage."
"This bloodline gate is the vassal force on Wang Batian's side, and Yin Baiyi and I have joined the faction of your Wang family's main line."