Chapter 365: I let you go

When Huang Wujiang saw that Xiao Fan and Killing God were finally deflated, he was very excited.
How about your strength?
But do you have more source crystals than Lao Tzu? Anyone with more source crystals can kill you!
The movement here instantly attracted many people around. After experiencing the things of Zi Tianyao before, most people knew Xiao Fan's identity.
As the five greatest saints of the Human Race, Huang Wujiang had a much stronger reputation in the Human Race than Xiao Fan, and he recognized it at a glance.
The Lord of the Endless Ancient Frontier actually met with the Saint Child of the Wild Ancient Frontier, and everyone suddenly became interested.
Xiao Fan, as the master of Infinite Ancient Frontiers, although his strength is strong, he is comparable to the Origin Crystal. How can the newly established Infinite Ancient Frontiers compare with the Wild Ancient Frontiers?
If they knew that Xiao Fan had a lot of the best dragon crystals, they might not think so.
Even if Xiao Fan is just the newly established Lord of Ancient Frontiers, he is not comparable to a little saint.
"Remove your dirty hands if you don't buy it, don't touch my things." Seeing Xiao Fan standing there for a long time, Wu Bian immediately yelled, looking like a villain.
"You're looking for death!" The Deity of Killing yelled coldly, with a tyrannical aura blooming on his body, heading straight into the wilderness.
"Why, do you still want to do it? This is Tianqi Pavilion, not the place where you go wild." Huang Wujiang sneered, as if wishing to kill the gods.
Xiao Fan's expression was indifferent, and he felt a little better for Huang Wulin. Although Huang Wulin was arrogant at the beginning, he stood up resolutely when facing other races.
This guy is indeed a little dull, but he can be regarded as a responsible person.
But it's ridiculous. As one of the five holy sons of the human race, he always claims to be the five holy sons of the human race, but has never assumed the responsibility of being a holy son of the human race.
On the contrary, they often oppress the monks of other human races. In Xiao Fan's eyes, such people are simply inferior.
Xiao Fan had a very disgusting emotion towards Wujie, as if he would dirty his hands if he tried to do it.
As for the Stone of Ten Thousand Tribulations, it worked really well, but Xiao Fan already thought it was the limit of 10 million Supreme Source Crystals, and any price increase would not be worth that value.
"So noisy, what's the matter?"
Just when Xiao Fan turned around to leave, a voice sounded in vain in the depths of the hall. Then, several figures walked over, and the crowd gave up their way.
"He is Luo Caishen, one of the three major sons of Shendao and Gujiang!"
"I heard that Lord Luo has broken through the middle stage of the Saint Emperor Realm, and his soul power is extremely powerful, even Xuanyuan Zhanxian and Zi Tianyi can't compare with it."
"Luo Caishen is also preparing to go to Tianhuang, where is their stage. In the Primordial God Realm, few people of the same level can compete with him."
When the crowd saw the incoming person, their eyes instantly fell on the headed young man in white robes, and their eyes were full of worship.
"Reward, million source crystals!" At this moment, a handsome voice came out from the white robe youth.
When the crowd heard the words, excited smiles appeared on their faces. The next moment, countless shining crystals spilled down in the hall.
"Isn't it the low-grade Yuanjing?" Unmoved by God Killing, he licked his lips.
That's what I said, but millions of low-grade Yuanjing, for those Saint Emperor realm cultivators, is also a fortune.
Xiao Fan kept silent, but stared at the white robe youth with a smile, muttering to himself.
How familiar is this scene?
The scene when he entered the Tianqi Pavilion in Jiuyou Hell is really similar to the scene now.
"Brother Ruqing, don't come here unharmed." When Huang Wujiang saw the white-robed man, he greeted him with a smile, as if he had forgotten the existence of Xiao Fan.
The white-robed youth is not someone else, it is Luo Wushang.
"By the way, Demon, you were trapped in the Yuanya Swallowing Sky Formation at the beginning, where are the Fairy Diwu and Ji Liangchuan?" Seeing Luo Wushang, Xiao Fan couldn't help but think of the three patterns of Jiuyou Hell. genius.
The formation skills of these three people may not be a big deal in front of him, but in Jiuyou Hell, they can be regarded as real geniuses, and only the old man Yunling, the clone of Jiuyou Demon, can dominate them.
"Did you really kill them?" Xiao Fan frowned slightly when he saw the Jiuyou Demon silently.
"No, the deity only robbed them of their power, and then threw them back to Jiuyou Hell." Jiuyou Demon was very upset with Xiao Fan's attitude, but he said truthfully.
"Then there may be a chance to meet in the future." Xiao Fan showed a thoughtful look.
"Brother Wujiang." Not far away, when Luo Wushang saw Huang Wujiang, he also slightly bowed his hand, "Why, what kind of thing Brother Wujiang fell in love with, just tell Luo."
"Brother Ruqing is polite." Huang Wujiang smiled with satisfaction, his chest straightened a lot, and a flash of pride flashed in his eyes.
You see, even the young master of Tianqi Pavilion, Luo Wushang, treated me so politely. This is the pride of the five holy sons of the human race.
Immediately, he glanced at Xiao Fan and said, "This kind of trivial matter doesn't need to bother Brother Ruqing, it's just a guy who doesn't have eyesight."
"Oh, I want to see, it's the one that doesn't have eyes long..." Luo Wushang snorted coldly, looking like he was going to vent his anger to Huang Wujiang.
It's just that he didn't finish speaking, he suddenly saw a familiar figure, the two words behind it groaned like a mosquito, his whole body trembled slightly, and he walked quickly towards Xiao Fan.
"Brother Wuqing, it's this guy. You don't need to trouble you for this little thing." Huang Wujiang saw Luo Wushang walk towards Xiao Fan quickly, thinking he wanted to avenge him.
With a smug look on his face, he thought to himself, Xiao Fan, you are in trouble now.
However, as soon as the voice fell, Luo Wushang stopped the figure in vain, turned his head and frowned and looked at Huang Wujiang, "What did you just say? Who are you looking for trouble?"
"This is the person!" Huang Wujiang realized afterwards, walked to Luo Wushang's side, raised his chest, and looked down at Xiao Fan and said, "Brother Wuqing may not know him, but this person is..."
"Get out!" Before he could finish speaking, Luo Wushang coldly shouted in vain.
With a cheerful expression on Huang Wujiang's face, he stared at Xiao Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, did you hear that, Brother Ruqing let you go, this is Tianqi Pavilion, you are not welcome!"
Snapped!
Before the words fell, a crisp sound came out, but Luo Wushang slapped Xuan Wujiang's face with a slap in vain. Xuan Wujiang stepped back to stabilize his figure, and covered his flushed cheek with one hand. Looking at Luo Wushang with puzzled and angry face.
"I'll let you go!" Luo Wushang stared coldly at Huang Wujiang, and scolded.
"Brother Ruqing, I!" Huang Wujiang looked incredulous, and he wanted to ask something. He thought to himself that Luo Wushang must have hit the wrong person, and he should have hit Xiao Fan. "I'll let you go! Didn't you hear?" Luo Wushang's killing intent bloomed all over his body, as if he was about to kill as long as Huang Wujiang dared to stand still.