Chapter 1648: Messenger appears

Hearing this familiar voice, Meng Lun looked intently, a figure was already waiting for them at the exit of the valley, and this person was Ye Fan.
"This... this is impossible!"
Meng Lun turned his head and looked at the wild dragon that hadn't disappeared from the heights, then looked at Ye Fan in front of him, only to realize that he had hallucinations.
"Since I am dying, let me tell you my true identity. Actually, I am not called Cang Ye. When I was in Qiankun Palace, I had a nickname called Crazy Saint!"
Ye Fan held the Heavenly Sword in his hand and said coldly.
"Crazy Saint!"
All six Menglun people came and exclaimed, and the black widow was the first to say, "Originally, you were the Ye Fan who suddenly disappeared!"
"Yes, you got the correct answer, you will die first!"
Ye Fan nodded and sneered, the Heavenly Sword turned into a white glow and shot towards the black widow.
"you……"
The Black Widow didn't expect Ye Fan to be so simple, even if she was the king, she couldn't resist Ye Fan's terrifying power at this moment.
"puff……"
With a soft sound, the black widow was pierced through her body, and was smashed into pieces by the sharp sword energy.
"The third child!"
Meng Lun and the others all exclaimed, and the eyes looking at Ye Fan turned scarlet.
"Meng Lun, originally I didn't intend to kill them, but because of you, they have to die too!"
Ye Fan looked ruthless, and he would never be merciful to the enemy.
If the talented six-element galaxy array came to the third stage, Ye Fan might really fall into their hands.
"Swipe..."
Ye Fan's voice fell, and the sky sword flew back, passing through the six brothers one after another, and in the blink of an eye, only Meng Lun was left.
"You bastard, I played with you!"
Meng Lun roared, burst out his last strength, and rushed forward desperately.
It seems that he is fighting Ye Fan desperately, but in fact his goal is still to export, and it is impossible for Meng Lun to do the act of sending him to death.
"Get on the road!"
Ye Fan sneered, and such a person deserved to be called a Martial Saint, which was ridiculous.
If Meng Lun chose to stay at the Shanghai School of Education 30,000 years ago, he might still have some foundation.
"puff……"
Meng Lun eventually died under Ye Fan's sword and turned into a blood mist.
While Lingxin in the distance was happy for Ye Fan to escape from danger, his mood was also a little complicated.
After all, the six Menglun people came to help them as foreign aid disciples, but in the end they were killed by their own people.
But thinking that the six men of Meng Lun wanted to put Ye Fan to death, Lingxin was relieved.
In the battle between them, they couldn't escape. Meng Lun and Ye Fan understood that she should understand.
"How could this be?"
Solving Meng Lun's almost crazy rival in love, Ye Fan did not feel the slightest joy, but his mood became a little heavy.
Because at this moment, the blood and strength of the six Menglun people could not be swallowed either.
So there are only two possibilities, either the Demon God's Bit has lost its effect, or there is a problem with this valley.
The possibility of the former is very slim. As a powerful technique given by the blood wear, Ye Fan is very confident. If something is really wrong, Xie Lao will surely remind him.
"This valley is not right!"
Ye Fan murmured to himself, frowning.
"Fine, solve these nether disciples first, get out of here quickly!"
Ye Fan watched Lingxin and others cope with the difficulties, and whispered to himself.
As soon as the thought flashed, the abnormality had already appeared.
I saw the entire valley trembled crazily, and a hoarse voice came from all directions.
"Quack, the battle of geniuses is really exciting. Today is extremely enjoyable!"
"who?"
The battle stopped because of the sound, and everyone raised their heads subconsciously.
"Boom!"
A bone claw protruded from the depths of the valley, carrying a monstrous power, and fell towards both sides of the battle.
"What a powerful force!"
Perceiving this, the expressions of Lingxin and others changed, and Li Nian immediately took a step forward, clasping his hands together.
"The Dharma is boundless, Vajrayana, block!"
"boom!"
A golden Buddha gradually emerged from behind Li Nianyi's chanting.
The golden Buddha stretched out his hand like a mountain, and greeted him towards the bone claw.
"Boom!"
Like a blow like a broken world, the space rapidly collapsed outwards, and aftershocks continued in the valley.
"puff……"
It's a pity that Li Nianyi couldn't resist for a while, and the Buddha palm was defeated in the blink of an eye, and Li Nianyi also vomited blood and retreated.
"Brother Nianyi!"
With the support of a Qiankun disciple, Li Nianyi was able to stand firm.
After standing firm, Li Nianyi directly sat down cross-legged. Although the palm of the Buddha was gone, the golden Buddha was still there, sheltering one side.
"Unexpectedly, there would be geniuses among the bald donkeys!"
The hoarse voice appeared again, somewhat surprised.
Except for Li Nianyi's golden Buddha sanctuary, all other places were submerged in bones and claws, including those ghost disciples.
In an instant, dozens of foreign aid disciples and hundreds of Nether disciples were all destroyed by this blow.
The blood mist they melted was all sucked into the bone claws.
"That's it!"
Ye Fan had already rushed forward at this moment, with a hint of understanding and happiness in his eyes.
It was too thrilling just now. His location was too far away and there was no time for rescue. If it were not for Li Nianyi's protection of the Golden Buddha, Qiankun’s disciples would also suffer heavy casualties.
"Nether messenger, I know you are making a ghost, show up, no more hiding!"
Ye Fan's body flew into the air, and the wild dragon hovered behind him, vocalizing towards the depths of the valley.
"Quack, Ye Fan, we meet again!"
Accompanied by an unpleasant laughter, the surrounding steep cliffs suddenly moved, the boulders fell, and the sky was full of dust.
The entire valley seems to have been erected, turning into a skeleton that is thousands of meters high.
The skeleton was holding a bone knife, and blue flames were burning in his empty eyes.
"Ok... terrible!"
Many foreign aid disciples watched this scene, their bodies trembling.
It was the first time they saw such a sight.
The complexion of many Qiankun disciples has also changed greatly, and this is the real Nether powerhouse.
"I haven't seen it for a year and a half, it has become so terrifying!"
Liu Qingsong and the others stared blankly, thinking that they were still running for their lives with Ye Fan under the hands of the Nether Envoy.
The Nether Envoy at that time was only a dozen meters high, one percent of the current one.
"You actually live here, I really didn't expect it!"
Ye Fan looked around, although the stormy waves had already set off in his heart, but it did not show on his face.
Around this moment, the entire valley has long since disappeared, becoming a plain river.
The previous steep cliffs were the body of the nether messenger.
"Once, I was resurrected here, and now I want to return to the top here, you... will all become my stepping stones!"
The flame in the eyes of the nether messenger kept burning, and a thunderous voice came from a thousand meters high.