Chapter 4295: Shura sword advancement

Where there are people, there will be struggle.
Xiao Fan had already understood this truth, but he still hadn't thought that the situation in Tianhuang was so complicated.
But at least, Tianhuang seems to be stronger than expected.
But he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse!
If someone from the three great clans really betrayed the Primordial God Realm and colluded with the Demon Clan, the speed at which the Desolation fell that day would be much faster.
Tian Huang is still like this, what about the other nine heavens and ten earth?
"You should have heard of that person." The old man Bianhuang continued to speak, "You should know this in the world, right?"
In the world?
Xiao Fan naturally knew that it was the most powerful killer organization in the Primordial God Realm.
"You mean, Human Emperor?" Xiao Fan suddenly thought of a name.
He had heard Xie Yu say before that there are seven kings in the world.
The seven kings are all cultivated in the heavenly realm, what about the human emperor who is stronger than the seven kings?
In all likelihood, it is the Holy Ancestor Realm, and the sixth person among the old population who wants to come to the border is the emperor.
"Yes, the origin of this person is very mysterious. As soon as he appeared, he fought with the ancestors of the Jiang family, and he was born in Tianhuang and took his place." A touch of admiration flashed in the eyes of the old man Bianhuang.
At this level, who is not arrogant and self-invincible?
But the old man Bianhuang showed such a look, which made Xiao Fan more curious about the Emperor.
Xiao Fan always thought that the reason why the human world can exist in the natural famine is because of the contradictions between the major families and the aristocratic clans, so that he can barely survive in the cracks.
He didn't know until now that the world is really strong.
Only with enough strength can people be invincible in the world.
"You mean, Human Sovereign is standing on the side of Tianhuang?" Xiao Fan put his chin in his right hand and fell into contemplation.
"It was at the beginning, but he didn't mean to target the three big families." The old man Bianhuang was also ambiguous.
"What did you tell me to remind me?" Xiao Fan looked at the old man Bian Huang with a slight expression, "With my current strength, it is not their opponent."
The old man Bianhuang was unbelieving, and said: "If Tianhuang falls in the future, will Master help Tianhuang?"
When he said this, the old man Bianhuang looked at Xiao Fan deeply, as if expecting his answer.
Xiao Fan was silent.
To be honest, even though he has the memory of traveling through the ancient times, Xiao Fan's vision has long been not only looking at the ancient times, but looking at the nine heavens and ten earth, even the demons and the heavens.
but!
He doesn't have the slightest affection for Tianhuang!
Perhaps, the previous Tianhuang was really for the sake of the Primordial God Realm, and wanted to create a real powerhouse.
But over time, this original intention has long since changed.
"It depends on the situation." Xiao Fan didn't agree to the old man from Borderland. He didn't know what would happen in the future.
The old man Bianhuang smiled bitterly, but helplessly. "Master, this is my holy elephant blow, able to withstand the peerless saint ancestor's blow." The old man Bianhuang handed Xiao Fan a jade charm, took a deep breath and said, "I can feel that nine days and ten days are fast. There is going to be a big chaos, and I hope Master can recover his strength as soon as possible.
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Xiao Fan nodded, but took it over without any hesitation.
He is only a middle-rank Dharma Venerable now, and at most he can fight against the Half-Step Saint Ancestor.
If facing the holy ancestor, there is no win at all.
He used to travel through the ancient times, his soul power was very strong, but the loss of countless years only allowed his soul power to reach the level of the immortal ancestor.
To restore his original cultivation base, he still needs a certain amount of time and opportunity.
"I see. Take me to a quiet place. I'm going to retreat for a while." Xiao Fan retracted his thoughts.
"Master, why don't you go back to the Primordial God Realm?" The old man Bian Huang thought for a while and hesitated.
Xiao Fan smiled: "Why, are you afraid that I will die here?"
The old man Bianhuang lowered his head, obviously tacitly acquiescing.
Xiao Fan trapped the great saints and saints of the demons in the ancestral tomb. How could the demons give up?
It won't be long before the strong of the demon race will arrive, and the old man in the border may not be able to protect Xiao Fan.
After all, one punch is hard to beat four hands!
"Relax, they dare not kill me, at least they will not kill me until their people come out alive." Xiao Fan looked confident.
If they want to kill themselves, unless those people don't want to live anymore.
"Okay." The old man Bianhuang knew that he couldn't persuade Xiao Fan, so he could only let Xiao Fan decide.
Before long, the old man from Frontier Huang arranged Xiao Fan in the deepest palace in the small town. To Xiao Fan's surprise, the source of energy here was extremely rich, and it was extremely suitable for his own cultivation.
"Huang, your conditions are pretty good." Xiao Fan joked.
"I was driven out of Tianhuang for tens of millions of years. Where are there any resources? In these years, except for what we snatched from the demons, we basically rely on Tianyuan to secretly help." The old man Bianhuang smiled bitterly.
They guard the frontier and deserted battlefield, in the eyes of others, they are heroes of the desert.
Only they know that, except for few voluntary ones, most of the people who were sent here made big mistakes and were banished.
Otherwise, who wants to come to this ghost place.
Of course, after coming here, the mentality of the people has also changed a lot, and many people are single-minded for the famine.
Shao Qing, the old man Bianhuang left, Xiao Fan arranged some patterns around him, and then he calmed down.
The main reason why he stayed here was to delay Xie Yu.
As long as Xie Yu successfully returned to Tianhuang, he would have no hesitation.
As for himself, it is impossible to improve his cultivation in a short period of time. What he can do now is to increase the rank of the Shura sword.
Unfolding his palm, Xiao Fan's palm suddenly showed a thunderous ancestral spirit.
"It's time to break through the ancestral weapon." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and immersed himself in the tempering of the cultivation sword.
Time flies quickly. After a year in the blink of an eye, Zhuzun of the Demon Race and others are still guarding the frontier battlefield, staring at the direction of Primordial Boundary Peak.
"Venerable Zhu, the people of the first holy world should be coming soon, right?" Someone finally couldn't help but speak.
For them, although one year is not very long, their son and daughter are still trapped in the ancestral grave.
Every day, their hope of being rescued diminishes.
"It's coming soon, you can arrive in half a month, the ancient gods will be destroyed in a short time." Zhuzun's eyes were extremely cold.
boom!
Before the words fell, a purple brilliance burst into the sky, and directly lifted the dark clouds in the sky. This scene instantly attracted the attention of many people.
Many Tianzun powerhouses took out their weapons one after another and stared at the surroundings on alert.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of countless swords rang, and those strong sword-holding heavenly masters could not control the long sword in their hands.
Everyone showed horror, staring in the direction of Primordial Boundary Peak with an incredible expression. "This is the birth of an ancestor?" Zhu Zun couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath. For some reason, he felt a little horrified.