Chapter 352: Are you kidding me?

The number of days, the taboos of monks below the holy state, can't even talk about it.
Only when it reaches the Holy Venerable Realm can it be truly touched.
But at this moment, someone else has touched the number of days, and the old man Yun Ling is naturally very uneasy.
Because once someone touches the number of days again, it means that their older generation's holy state is about to fall.
The old man Yun Ling has lived for a very long time, at least longer than the other four power leaders. He has witnessed the replacement of many power leaders.
This is also the reason why the ghost master of Tianyuan wants to kill the drunkard. The drunkard is a person who has touched the number of days, and he is still on the ground of the ghost crying.
If the drunkard becomes the master of the new generation of ghost crying yuan, now the ghost master of Tianyuan will have only one ending.
"Nine You Devil Valley should also be opened, this time, maybe it is the last chance." A sharp light flashed deep in the old man Yun Ling's eyes.
...
In a courtyard, the drunk man stood with his hands folded, raised his head and looked up into the sky, his eyes were extremely deep: "Another person who has touched the number of days, this is the fifth one!"
After finishing speaking, the drunk man looked at the main peak of the heavenly Lingfeng towering into the sky again, squinting his eyes and said: "Lingyun can't sit still this time."
As the owner of Qingxuan Restaurant, Zui Weng is naturally not just for making money.
He collected information from the world from time to time, and the old man Yun Ling was naturally paid attention to by the destination.
Over the past million years, the other four forces in the Jiuyou Hell have appeared with people who have touched the number of days, but the Heavenly Spirit Peak has not.
It's not that there has never been anyone who touched the number of days on the Lingfeng Peak in the sky, it's just that the old man to Lingyun is in the cradle.
"Jiu Lei is a warning, I guess I won't need to open the Nine Nether Demon Valley." The drunk man retracted his gaze, and then said lightly: "Wei Lin, you will work harder. I will leave for three months."
"Yes, the host!" Outside the courtyard, a respectful voice sounded, but Wei Lin, the host of the Qingxuan Restaurant Beiling City, did not know when to appear.
When he recovered, the drunkard had disappeared.
...
Xiao Fan helped the Asura sword to completely refine the stars in the star realm. After three days, he only felt very comfortable.
The purple fountain appeared, and Xiao Fan became more confident in his own strength.
When he walked out of the room, he found that Ru Xi and Palace Master Bingchan had been waiting for a long time.
"Master, the three-day agreement is over before you leave the customs. I thought you were scared." Ru Xi couldn't help but ridicule Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan gave Ru Xi a blank look. This apprentice didn't have much etiquette and respect, but he was not easy to beat and scold him. Who would let him owe the favor of the Wuqigui Wang?
"By the way, sir, the old man Lingyun has arranged another formation, which is still used to assess the qualifications of the spirit meeting." Black Tiger Ghost King interrupted.
"Oh?" Xiao Fan was slightly surprised.
"Master, should we go for another break?" Ru Xi asked tentatively.
Go to battle again?
Xiao Fan denied it for the first time. The last time Shura sword swallowed the stars in the star realm and was not discovered by the old man Lingyun, it was considered star death.
If the Shura sword caused some trouble this time, he couldn't guarantee that it would be so lucky.
"I'm not going anymore, I'm going to you. After today's affairs, I have to prepare for the sculptures to participate in the spiritual meeting." Xiao Fan shook his head and said.
It may be easy to stand out in the spiritual meeting, but it is also a bit difficult to win the first place.
Xiao Fan needs some time to carve a work for the competition.
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel a little lost, but they still followed Xiao Fan to Beiling City Square.
Xiao Fan was gambling against the geniuses of the three formations of Jiuyou Hell. As Xiao Fan's subordinates and relatives, they naturally wanted to cheer Xiao Fan.
In the Beiling City Square, countless monks gathered. In the center of the square, there was still an array light gate, which was a newly arranged array by Old Man Yun Ling.
However, no one rushed into the formation at this moment, instead looking at a clearing on the edge of the square.
There, three figures stood motionless in a triangular shape, but their eyes scanned the surroundings from time to time, as if they were looking for something.
"Three days have come, then Yan Luo dare not come, right?"
"That kid is a little self-aware, Young Master Yueya, Fairy Diewu, and Young Master Liangchuan worked together to arrange formations. How could he be able to get past the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm?"
"In my opinion, that guy would have already run away. If I dared to speak so loudly, I would not continue to stay in Beiling City in a hurry."
...The crowd, you say and I say, are full of cynicism towards Xiao Fan. In their opinion, Xiao Fan must have gone away.
"You two, in my opinion, there is no need to wait. He must not dare to come." Ji Liangchuan said with a sullen face. He scanned the surroundings, but did not see Xiao Fan.
Yue Ya looked as usual, but the eyes of Fairy Diewu flashed deep unwillingness.
"Count him out!" After pondering for a moment, Fairy Diewu snorted coldly.
"It's not a good person to speak ill of someone behind his back."
At this moment, a hearty voice rang from the sky, and before everyone recovered, a figure appeared in the open space between the three of them.
"He actually came!" The crowd exclaimed, eyes full of incredible.
"Sorry, something has been delayed, I don't know how your formation is prepared?" Xiao Fan looked at the three of them playfully.
"The formation is naturally prepared, just waiting for you to break into the formation." Fairy Die Wu snorted.
"Let's start then." Xiao Fan looked like he couldn't wait, "I have something to do, I don't want to waste too much time."
waste time?
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but shook their heads secretly, this guy is still as arrogant as ever.
The trio of Fairy Diewu's expressions were livid, then they glanced at each other and made a series of handprints.
Suddenly, in the open space in front of the three of them, the glowing glow suddenly bloomed, the pattern flew, and countless mists evaporated, instantly enveloping Xiao Fan.
The outsiders can't see everything inside at all, don't know what happened inside.
"This is the price of arrogance, that fellow will undoubtedly die." The crowd shook their heads, no one was optimistic that Xiao Fan could break through the formation.
Not to mention breaking the formation, it is impossible to come out alive.
"Boy, I see you still alive this time!" Ji Liangchuan said with a sullen face, "These are three quasi-sage formations. The power is no less than the real seniors. Even the old man Yunling may not be short. Time to come out."
Ji Liangchuan didn't just want to trap Xiao Fan inside, but wanted to keep Xiao Fan's life inside.
However, as soon as the voice fell, Ji Liangchuan's pupils shrank, and the triumphant smile on his face instantly solidified there.
At the same time, a weird voice came from the formation: "This is the formation you spent three days setting up. Are you sure you are kidding?"