Chapter 232: Zhan Zhan Luo

Chapter Two and Three
Xiao Fan and the three people held their breath, you looked at me, I looked at you, looking at each other, and for a moment they didn't know how to speak.
Xiao Fan was astonished. The Shura Sword was previously transformed by the Spiritual Intelligence of the Heart Refining Tower, and ordinary people should not recognize it. How could this Skeleton Warlord recognize it at a glance?
"哐~~"
Suddenly, the door of the bronze hall opened, and a simple, vicissitudes of life came from the hall, and the three of them looked at it, and the interior was so lonely and could not see through.
Tuk tuk~
At this moment, the Skeleton Warlord moved, and slowly walked towards the Xiao Fan trio. Xiao Fan's trio waited solemnly, staring at the Skeleton Warlord with cold eyes.
After several trials, they probably knew the strength of the Skeleton Warlord. If they didn't take the initiative to attack it, it would be difficult to kill them.
The three of them gave each other a look, ready to make another move, but what surprised them was that the Skeleton Warlord suddenly bent down and put his right hand on his chest, giving a standard noble gentleman gift.
Xiao Fan and the three were completely dumbfounded, they didn't know how to speak, where did this Skeleton War King come from, and how could it be so special.
For a time, the three of them were at a loss, neither did they advance nor retreat.
"Guests, please come in!" The vicissitudes of life sounded again.
"Can you get in?" The fat man asked tentatively. Xiao Fan was injured on the nine steps before. What if this guy deliberately deceived himself?
Xiao Fan also hesitated, looking at Yingfeng and said, "What do you think?"
"It shouldn't be necessary to lie to us, but still don't take risks." Yingfeng said in a condensed voice. As a killer, his instincts were right, but he was also very cautious, otherwise he didn't know how many lives had been lost.
Xiao Fan felt the strangeness of the white stone in the dantian, and took a deep breath, with the intention of going to death calmly, and said: "I'll go in and take a look. You are here waiting for me."
"The third child (the son)!" Fatty and Yingfeng were extremely anxious.
"If you die together, I don't believe that I will die here." The fat man gritted his teeth.
"If you die, I won't be the opponent of the Skeleton King, let alone leave here." Yingfeng said disapprovingly.
"Let's go." Xiao Fan held the Shura sword and walked towards the bronze hall first, with Fatty and Yingfeng following behind.
Although they said so, the three of them still walked cautiously. Once they found any problems, they immediately fled.
Stepping on the nine steps, there was nothing unusual, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the entrance of the secluded hall, Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, and stepped in.
What surprised him slightly was that the vast and ancient aura slowly disappeared. Thinking about it, the other party felt that the cultivation base of a few of them was low, and it was only then that the aura was reduced.
哐! When the three of them entered the main hall, the temple's disciples closed in vain, which scared Xiao Fan and the three of them very much. Then a cold chill came, and the three couldn't help but shudder.
"Noble guests, don't panic." The voice continued to sound, but for some reason, it made people feel like a spring breeze this time. The chill disappeared instantly, and the three of Xiao Fan quickly calmed down.
Sweeping around, the hall was very dim, even the soul power couldn't penetrate the slightest, the hall was strange.
"Senior, where are you?" Xiao Fan said tentatively.
"It's the old people who neglect the distinguished guests."
With the sound of this sound, the hall lit up in vain, and the three of Xiao Fan took a breath while looking at it.
Before entering the hall, they had imagined many kinds of hall layouts, ranging from magnificent ones to simple and ancient ones, and even majestic ones.
Unfortunately, everything in front of them was completely different from what they saw.
The hall is very spacious, with a height of seven or eight meters and a length of thirty to forty meters. It is majestic and magnificent.
The center of the whole hall was filled with thick white mist. In the center of the hall, there was a huge piece of ice. Among the ice, there stood a huge figure. The figure was very vague, making it difficult to see the specific appearance.
And around the ice, huge black chains confined the four directions, connecting the large bronze pillars around the passage hall.
"Senior?" Xiao Fan looked at the figure in the ice with a slight shock. It didn't look like this was a human race. There is no such a tall body in the human race.
If it hadn't been for the look glowing in those huge eyes, Xiao Fan would never believe that he was still alive.
"Sure enough, it is the Shura sword." At this moment, his huge eyes rolled, looking at Yingfeng and Fatty and said: "Two little friends, there are things in the side hall next to you, which may be useful to you."
Yingfeng and Fatty didn't understand why this huge figure wanted to say something to Xiao Fan alone. When they saw Xiao Fan nodding, they left.
"Zhanzu Zhanluo, I've seen the Lord of the Asura Hall! I can't salute here, but please forgive me." When Yingfeng and Fatty entered the side hall, the huge figure suddenly excited.
"Warrior?" Xiao Fan was puzzled, and then quickly said, "Senior is serious."
"Hall Master doesn't know Zhanzu?" Zhan Luo's words were full of surprise.
"No, I know." Xiao Fan shook his head quickly. The other party thought he was the Asura Palace Master. This was more respectful. If he found out that he was lying, he would probably kill himself immediately.
"Then let's listen to it?" Zhan Luo said again.
Xiao Fan knew that Zhanluo obviously didn't believe it, but he, who had the inheritance of Asura, quickly found everything about the Zhanzu.
Only when digesting the information, Xiao Fan set off a storm in his heart.
The war clan, as the name suggests, was born for war. In a sense, he still belongs to the human clan, but his body is relatively huge, even far beyond ordinary soul beasts.
Of course, this was not what Xiao Fan was surprised at. What he was surprised was that the people of the war clan were born with the strength of the Emperor of War, and they were infinitely powerful.
The physique of the war clan is even more powerful to an unbelievable level. The body is comparable to a soul soldier, capable of breaking through the mountains with one punch and stepping on the mountains with one foot.
It's just that the Zhanzu is too defying, and their people are thin. Even so, the Zhanzu is still one of the most powerful races of the Human.
Moreover, countless years ago, the Zhanzu created the Temple of the God of War. Its prestige is not under the Temple of Shura, but one of the three highest temples.
Just for some reason, the Zhanzu disappeared in the long river of history thousands of years ago. Some people say that the Zhanzu has been annihilated, but I didn't expect to see one here.
Xiao Fan condensed his mind and looked at Zhan Luo in surprise, before he recovered his calm for a long time.
"Why, can't you tell me?" Zhan Luo's tone suddenly became cold. Obviously, he thought Xiao Fan was pretending to be the Lord of the Asura Palace.
Xiao Fan smiled faintly, his mind moved, a group of golden flames roared out, suspended above Xiao Fan's head, a huge heat wave rippling in all directions, the surrounding cold air was all blocked.
"Endless Battle Soul?!" Zhan Luo's pupils trembled slightly, and he almost jumped out of the ice, his eyes filled with surprise.
"Senior Zhanluo, do you have any doubts?" Xiao Fan smiled.