Horror revival: I can see returns

Xu Fei and the others looked at pretending to be an ant, and killed the Holy Son of Jin Xi with ease, and the faces of the three of them all showed indelible shock.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and wished they could, staring out their eyeballs, and their hearts were full of turbulent waves.

The three of them stood there in a daze as if they had been struck by countless lightning bolts.Like a goose.Zhuang Fan couldn't laugh or cry seeing this stupid look.Unexpectedly, Xu Fei and others, who are the descendants of the Nine Great Bandits, would one day be so shocked that they would have nothing to say.

Isn't that just killing a golden son?Didn't he slaughter the ancient emperor, something that can be done with his own hands, is it so shocking?What a rarity.It's like he's done something amazing.

"Put away the shock on your faces, we are going to take over the old nest of the Jin Qi clan, if you continue to look like this after a while, don't you have fallen into the nine bandits?" name?"

Shuangfan said with a smile.

He stared at Xu Fei and the others playfully.

These three guys are descendants of the Nine Great Bandits.

Belongs to the kind of person who is not afraid of anything.

But this time, he was so shocked that he had nothing to say.

Completely conquered.

At this time, the eyes of the three people all returned to their usual colors, but the shock in the depths of the eyes was still permeating, and it was not something that could dissipate in a short time.

"Brother, I have never served anyone in my life. Today you count as one. Killing a top-level powerhouse in the Great Sacred Realm is like a shark slaughtering a chicken. It is so easy and casual. Today is finally an eye-opener."

The unscrupulous voice was full of emotion and wonder.

Staring at them with complicated eyes.

There are mixed flavors in my heart, as if a bottle of five flavors has been knocked over.

The ages of the two are similar, even he is much older than Zhuang Fan, but the combat power and strength between the two are far apart, just like the gap between the sky, even if he is allowed to practice for another 10 years, he may not be able to reach Zhuang Fan's current combat power.

The gap between them, just thinking about it, gives rise to a sense of powerlessness and despair.

Originally, he still thought that he could advance to the Saint King or even the Great Saint Realm at this age, and he was definitely a proper genius, but it wasn't until he met Zhuang Fan, a perverted guy, that he realized how naive he was before.

People are really different.

He looked at those ordinary people like ants, and when monsters like decoration looked at him, they probably thought the same way.

This feeling was not too deep before.

After all, no matter how strong the enemy is, there is still a limit. If we join forces, we can still kill them.

But when you meet a guy like Zhuang Fan, you will never win the battle just because of the number of people.

If you want to kill him, you must use the crowd tactics to drag him to death with endless lives.

Otherwise, there is only a dead end waiting for these people.

If you fight alone, no matter how many people come, after encountering a pervert like Zhuang Fan, it will definitely be the gourd baby who saves grandpa and gives away unlimited heads.

"Why do you admire me? Isn't this a basic operation? Let's hurry up and clean up the traces of the battle here, and later we will meet the famous Qinhuai Bayan on the building boat.

Being able to dance the world with her red sleeves, attracting countless arrogances to flock to her, no matter from which aspect, Qinhuai Bayan can be regarded as a strange woman. "

Zhuang Fan said.

Then countless divine powers emerged from his palm.

Pieces of extremely bright and dazzling divine light formed, instantly covering the surrounding Yunyan River, cleaning up the minced meat floating on the water, corpses and blood mixed in the river.

Afterwards, the figures of the four rose into the sky, turning into streams of light, like meteors falling to the ground, or like a rainbow crossing the sky, flying towards the building not far away.

"The four young masters are able to stand out from the crowd among the many arrogances. They are absolutely rare among the dragons and phoenixes. My young lady has been waiting for a long time in the grand ceremony. Please follow me."

As Zhuang Fan and the others landed on the building boat, immediately a maid with a slender figure, a peerless appearance, and a very ethereal temperament greeted her like a fairy on the nine-day cloud.

After Yingying saluted, she spoke in an extremely clear voice.

The melodious voice is like an oriole, like a jade plate rolling a ball, and like a fairy sound from heaven coming down to the world, reverberating around the ears of everyone, and lingering for a long time, making people ecstatic and flustered.

Immediately afterwards, the maid took steps, swaying her body like a willow in the wind, graceful and graceful, leading Zhuang Fan and others towards a palace not far away.

It didn't take long.

A few people will come to the place.

Not too many stops.

Then he followed the maid into the hall.

"Miss Qinyin, these four young masters are the first to board the tall ship, and they have already passed the test of boarding the ship and talking about wine."

The maid's voice sounded again, kneeling on the ground respectfully, as if on a pilgrimage, speaking to the figure behind the bead curtain.

"Well, I already know, let the four young masters show seats, serve spiritual tea and spiritual fruit, and I will take care of the rest, you go down first."

Qin Yin, who was sitting behind the bamboo curtain, said.

There was a trace of otherworldly smoke and fire in that cold voice.

Like the snow lotus on the ten thousand zhang iceberg, proudly independent, high above.Don't be stained with the dust of the world, and don't taste the pain in the world of mortals.

Even with the wind, frost and snow sword on his body, he is still neither humble nor overbearing, standing proudly in the wind and snow, without any intention of being adrift in the wind and dust.

This extremely strange temperament made Zhuang Huan and Xu Fei slightly stunned by the deep affection in their eyes.

She never expected that Miss Qinyin, one of the eight beauties of the Qinhuai River, would look like an iceberg beauty.

It's not like the outside rumors at all, Qinhuai Bayan are all passionate, extremely charming, multi-person souls, and blood-sucking female fairies.

Everyone has their own temperament, leading the way, and each has its own strengths, just like the snowflakes that have never fallen. Although there are hundreds of millions of snowflakes falling at the same time, covering every place in the world, but in these snowflakes, there is no one. One slice is the same.

"My lords, please take a seat. It is our honor to invite outstanding human beings like you, young geniuses, into the building today."

"The four young masters are here to sip spirit tea and eat spirit fruit for the time being. After everyone is here, we will start asking about wine and talk about longevity together."

Miss Qinyin's voice came again.

I don't know if it's because of an illusion or preconceived reasons, but the coldness in his voice became more intense at this time.