Chapter 1427: Finally see the little witch

The first four twenty seven chapters finally see the little witch
If it hadn't been for hearing that the person in front of her was the Ninth Elder of the Soul Race, Xiao Fan would not have left her a life. In Xiao Fan's view, these nine elders still have a little use value.
If he wanted to save the little witch, he had to understand why the soul clan wanted the little witch to enter the ancestral land of the soul clan, or the end of the world.
It would be best if you could know where the little witch was going from the Nine Elders.
Elder Ninth did not answer Xiao Fan's words, but grinned angrily: "It must be the Shen Huanhen. She informed you, right?"
"Since you don't tell me, then I'm here by myself!" Xiao Fan snorted coldly. He doesn't have to spend much time with the Nine Elders now.
As soon as the voice fell, two green streamers went straight to the Ninth Elder from his eyes.
When the Ninth Elder saw this, his pupils trembled violently, and his mouth exclaimed: "You are the Lord Shura!"
"What do you mean?" Xiao Fanxie smiled, and suddenly, the whole person rushed straight into the mind of the Ninth Elder, he was just the body of the soul now.
The ability to perform this magical technique relies on the power of the soul, so it is equivalent to fighting with Xiao Fan's soul.
After a while, Xiao Fan's soul came out of the Ninth Elder's consciousness space, his face was not very beautiful, even a little pale, it was a manifestation of the consumption of soul power.
"As expected to be the elder of the Soul Race, the soul power is much stronger than the Great Elder of the God of War Temple." Xiao Fan sighed in his heart, then looked at the Ninth Elder and said: "By the way, I heard that refining the Soul Race can get The war soul of the soul race, don't know that it can obtain the ability of this soul mirror technique?"
"You!" The Ninth Elder trembled violently.
"call!"
Just as Xiao Fan was making a move and preparing to refine the Ninth Elders, a stream of light suddenly shot from the sky, quickly coming in this direction.
Xiao Fan's face sank slightly, and based on this momentum alone, it was only stronger than the Ninth Elder.
He just controlled the thoughts of the nine elders, which consumes a lot of soul. If another elder comes, it will not be so easy to deal with.
"Good luck!" Xiao Fan snorted coldly, and the Shura sword slashed out. The Ninth Elder's body was suddenly torn to pieces by the sword energy, and the Shura sword madly swallowed the blood and soul power.
After a few breaths, Xiao Fan's expression recovered as before, and his soul power reached a peak again.
In his heart, he was feeling that the spirit power of the soul clan elders is really not ordinary horror, if it really explodes, it is estimated that the God of War realm will be hit hard.
Glancing at the streamer in the distance, Xiao Fan suddenly stepped into the air and shot towards the distance, much faster than the streamer.
In the time of three breaths, the stream of light fell on the place where Xiao Fan was, and the person who came was no one else but the Seventh Elder.
The Seventh Elder scanned the surroundings, but did not see any corpses, the ground was scorched, and the air was still filled with a faint smell of blood.
Looking at the direction Xiao Fan was leaving, his tone was cold and cold: "Dare to kill the elder of my soul clan, you can't escape!"
"Shoo~"
After speaking, the Seventh Elder suddenly took out something like a signal flare, said a few words, and suddenly turned into streamers and flew towards the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The seventh elder took a deep breath and quickly chased in the direction where Xiao Fan fled.
After a few breaths, the elders of the Soul Race thousands of miles away, suddenly raised their heads to look at the sky, with an incredible color in their eyes, and said in surprise: "Who initiated the call to life and death?"
The crowd did not stop, only a stream of light shot into their eyebrows, the next moment, almost everyone trembled at the same time, and said in a trembled, "Nine Elders are dead?"
In an instant, everyone had a terrible murderous aura, not because of how good their relationship with the Nine Elders was, but because the authority of their elders was provoked, which they absolutely would not allow.
The nine elders who die now, are they the next to die?
Suddenly, everyone raised their heads to look at the sky, and the next moment, one after another stepped up into the air, rushing in a certain direction, and that direction was exactly where the Seventh Elder was.
Xiao Fan killed the Ninth Elder and galloped toward the purple beam of light. Xiao Fan saw a lot of elixir and spiritual fruit along the way, but he didn't even look at it.
After several hours, Xiao Fan finally saw not only the purple beam of light, but also the huge ancient jade platform.
The strange thing is that even if they are tens of thousands of miles apart, the purple beams of light are extremely conspicuous, but now they are only tens of miles apart, and the beams of light are not much larger.
"It's really close to the end of the world, the space here is really peculiar." Xiao Fan's heart sank, his speed continued, and after a few breaths, he appeared on the top of a mountain not far from the beam of light.
When Xiao Fan looked at the beam of light and Yutai again, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a terrible murderous aura burst out from him, like a river bursting a bank.
The void instantly froze and became icy, frost and snow floated up, and the temperature of the surrounding air dropped several dozen degrees in vain. At the same time, his eyes became red.
cold! Terribly cold!
At this moment, Xiao Fan feels too terrifying, he is like a murderous god, exuding endless murderous aura!
All this is because he saw a figure, in that purple beam of light, there was a white figure floating.
This figure is no one else, it is the little witch!
"Huh!" Xiao Fan rushed out without hesitation and flew towards the purple beam of light. He had already ignored any danger and just wanted to rescue the little witch.
In his eyes, only the little witch!
His heart was filled with endless anger towards the soul race.
"Soul Race, pray for the little witch." The murderous voice echoed in Xiao Fan's mind.
If nothing happened to the little witch, he wouldn't have a murderous heart. If the little witch had any accident, Xiao Fan would never mind slaughtering the soul race!
Soon, Xiao Fan came outside the purple beam of light. At this moment, the purple beam of light had slowly changed its blood color, but Xiao Fan didn't pay attention to it at all and rushed in without hesitation.
With a bang, Xiao Fan was lifted off by a huge counter shock, and the purple-blood light beam flickered, exuding a mysterious wave.
"Little Witch!" Xiao Fan shouted vigorously. He took out the Shura sword and danced wildly. He was like a lunatic, completely losing his mind.
However, the purple-blood light beam did not move at all, not even swaying.
Xiao Fan slashed out tirelessly with one sword and one sword, while constantly roaring, he used all his best, just wanting to get lucky with the little witch.
The little witch in the purple-blood light beam floated there upright, as if she was asleep, but her face was very pale, and even her hair became pale.
Around her, there are two forces that are constantly clashing, but one of them clearly has the upper hand, constantly drawing a certain force from the little witch.
"Little witch, I shouldn't have let you go to the soul race!"
"Little Witch, you will be fine, didn't you say that you still want to accompany me against the world?"
"Little witch, I haven't married you yet, wake up!"
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Xiao Fan roared with all his strength, his heart twitching fiercely, water mist in his eyes, as if the little witch awakened him who became Shura's complete body, Xiao Fan continued to give the little witch strength!
He knew that now is not the time to be angry, he has no other extravagant hopes, he just wants to wake up the little witch.
Time passed by, and Xiao Fan didn't know how long he had called. Just when he was almost desperate, a weak voice sounded.
"Husband, is that you?"