Chapter 253: My name is Ziyang Jinghong

Master the supernatural powers of space?
Xiao Fan shook his head secretly. It was very good to be able to survive today, and the supernatural power of space was a kind of extravagant hope.
He condensed his mind and looked at the blood mist figure on the opposite side again, his eyes still full of jealousy.
Even if the other party loses his body, Xiao Fan still feels his extraordinary, at least he can't compare it.
"Little bunny, you dare to destroy this emperor's furnace cauldron, this emperor will definitely let you die!" The blood mist figure said murderously.
He was just about to start, but what made him depressed was that he couldn't exert his strength at all.
"What's the matter?" A hint of horror was revealed in the phantom's tone, and a pair of eyes stared at Xiao Fan: "Little devil, what did you do to this emperor?"
What did you do to you?
Xiao Fan looked stunned, not knowing why, he didn't do anything at all.
However, Xiao Fan soon discovered that the black beads in his hand were actually extracting a certain kind of power.
Black beads?
Xiao Fan was astonished. He knew that the material of the black beads was an extremely rare source stone of Sombra, but even the source stone of Sombra did not have such a weird power.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Xiao Fan's mind was enveloped by the black beads, but he discovered something surprising. It seemed that there was a subtle connection between him and the Black Crystal Origin Stone.
At the same time, a pattern of lines was clearly imprinted in his mind, which looked very mysterious.
There are mountains and waters on the texture map, and there are some unique marks.
Xiao Fan's thoughts moved, and this pattern map was actually very similar to the one-hundred-kill battlefield map that I had seen before, and could even be completely integrated.
"Topographic map?" Xiao Fan frowned, then shook his head again, and muttered: "No, it's a treasure map. That area is the Emperor's Blood Cliff, one of the five fierce lands!"
There was an inexplicable shock in Xiao Fan's heart. How could he have thought that the black beads that had been snatched from Yue Tianhao's hands had hidden a treasure map inside.
What is even more weird is that this black bead can not only suppress the blood mist figure on the opposite side, but also extract his power.
"Not you?" Seeing Xiao Fan shaking his head, the Scarlet Void thought that Xiao Fan was taunting him. He obviously misunderstood Xiao Fan, and suddenly roared: "Isn't there anyone else you have? You have a familiar aura, yes Didn't you steal the fragments of the law of time and space in Yue Tianhao's hands?"
"What about stealing?" Xiao Fan sneered.
The great emperor on the opposite side lost his body, and black beads suppressed him. He is now a paper tiger at best. How could Xiao Fan be afraid of him?
"Bad this emperor's million-year plan, this emperor will make you die miserably and miserably!" The Scarlet Void was so angry that he could not wait to rush to kill Xiao Fan immediately.
"Too many people have said this to me, but I'm still alive and well." Xiao Fan grinned, his face full of hideousness.
He constantly controlled the black beads to extract the mysterious power from the blood mist figure. Although he didn't know what this power was, Xiao Fan felt that it was definitely good for the black beads.
"Don't go away, do you really want me to kill you?"
Seeing the blood mist figure what else he wanted to say, Xiao Fan didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all. There was no threat to this kind of person now.
"Only you?" The blood mist figure sniffed, condensed into a hideous face.
Suddenly, the blood mist figure screamed: "No, this emperor's power is losing, and you are doing a ghost again?!"
The voice fell, and the blood mist figure flashed and disappeared instantly. When it appeared again, it was already thousands of feet away.
What a fast speed!
Xiao Fan was astonished for a while, if the other party shot him, he didn't know if he could fight back.
"Little bastard, this emperor's troubled ancient emperor was actually injured by you in the late stage of the ancient gods. This account, this emperor remembers!" The blood mist figure grinned.
"The Great Emperor Luangu?"
When Xiao Fan heard the words of the blood mist ghost, his face was full of surprise, and he couldn't help but glance at the white demon on the side.
The White Demon also showed a look of surprise. The two of them had heard of the word "luogu" before. No, it's not true. To be precise, the White Demon heard Yue Tianhao mentioned it.
In addition, Yue Tianhao also mentioned an inheritance. Could it be that Yue Tianhao was talking about the inheritance of Luangu?
The two looked at each other, with a proud look on their faces. Xiao Fan felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart. If he could get the inheritance of the Great Emperor Luangu, his strength would definitely go further.
Especially at that time, the Fragment of the Air Law was even more tempting for Xiao Fan.
"Now I know I'm afraid? It's too late!" Blood Mist Void snorted coldly.
Xiao Fan shook his head, this blood mist phantom is definitely not as simple as the Great Emperor Luangu, the Great Emperor, it is impossible to talk so much nonsense, without any majesty.
On the contrary, at the first sight of the breath and coercion that Yue Tianhao exuded, it made Xiao Fan feel that he was the real Emperor of Chaos at that time.
Even if the Blood Mist Phantom is the Great Emperor of Chaos, it is at best just a ray of remnant thoughts, and it may collapse at any time.
"I count three times, don't roll again, die!" Xiao Fan said coldly, and then began to count down.
How could the blood mist and blood shadow think that the words he used to torment Xiao Fan just now were returned intact so soon.
"Grandma, this emperor has slept for a million years, have people in this world become so arrogant?" The blood mist ghost snorted and looked at Xiao Fan and said, "Little bunny, this emperor remembers you, what is your name first name?"
"Why, you can't get revenge on me?" Xiao Fan looked at the phantom of the blood mist contemptuously, "If you can change your name or sit down, my name is Ziyang Jinghong!"
As soon as these words came out, Qing Ming and the others, who were limp on the ground in the rear, almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood, no one expected Xiao Fan to report a pseudonym so boldly.
Everyone looked at Xiao Fan weirdly, but their expressions flashed past, and the blood mist phantom was not noticed.
They had already begun to imagine what would happen if Ziyang Jinghong fell into this person's hands.
"Okay, this emperor remembers you, Ziyang Jinghong!" The blood mist, shadow and anger are intertwined, how can he not feel Xiao Fan's contempt?
"If you forget my name, then you remember, these are my friends Lu Wushuang, Yue Tianxuan, Shen Wuxin and Yu Wenxian." Xiao Fan held his head proudly, pointing to the White Demon, Qing Ming, Jianzi and The corpse prince said.
Everyone almost laughed, but they were afraid of being discovered by the blood fog figure.
Fortunately, they didn't offend Xiao Fan, otherwise, it is estimated that they would all be cheated by Xiao Fan.
Although the blood mist figure did not have a physical body, none of them dared to underestimate the remnant thought of a great emperor.
"Ziyang Jinghong, don't worry, when the emperor restores his cultivation, he will kill you one by one!" The blood mist phantom spit out a word, and then turned into a stream of light and swept toward the sky.
He is just a remnant thought, although it can exist temporarily with a special method, but if you want to survive for a long time, you must seize another physical body.
Now that he couldn't kill Xiao Fan and the others, he naturally didn't need to stay here.
"Huh!" Seeing the disappearance of the blood mist figure, Xiao Fan's Shura sword was suddenly inserted on the ground, supporting his body, and almost fell to the ground, but there was a smile on his face.
"Boy, Ziyang Jinghong, they might be ruined by you." The White Demon looked at Xiao Fan weirdly. "Isn't that better?" Xiao Fan grinned, with a glimmer of expectation in his eyes.