I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Many people stared blankly at all this with disbelief on their faces.

Lord Acacia, just died like this!

A colossal force was wiped out just like that!

The scene fell into silence.

"Don't even look at it."

After a long time, Ye Nan spoke softly.

The words fall.

Many people in the Holy Land woke up like a dream, they dared not neglect, and hurriedly used their own methods to go back and forth from where they came from.

This is not only a tacit understanding in form, but an attitude of extreme respect for the strong.

With such overwhelming strength, even if there is even a slight disobedience, I am afraid that I am tired of living and committing suicide.

As people with such a huge power as the Holy Land of the East China Sea, they couldn't understand these things in their hearts.

call out! ——

call out! ——

In a blink of an eye, everyone left.

There was only one person, braving the cold wind of early winter, staring at Ye Nan from a distance.

She is Xuanyuan Ziyue.

Xuanyuan Xiaotian pulled her before leaving, but she stubbornly wanted to stay, and wanted to apologize to Ye Nan for what happened before.

"Xiao Nan, I..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly realized what kind of car it was, and it was too late to change her words in the confusion.

Ye Nan smiled, not paying attention to her so much, and said, "You don't have to be so cautious. Didn't you say before that we should pretend to be friends?"

He remembered what Xuanyuan Ziyue said back then.

After hearing this, Xuanyuan Ziyue's cheeks were blushing, and she didn't dare to call Ye Nan like before.

She understood everything, understood why Jinlun Fawang took so long and still couldn't find him.

I understood why my elder brother Xuanyuan Xiaotian couldn't find him even though he used such great supernatural powers as Hunyuan · Year by Year.

because of him.

It's that sword fairy, a peerless supernatural being.

"Senior, I..."

She opened her mouth, unable to say what she wanted to say.

The atmosphere gradually became subtle.

Ye Nan waved his hand and said with a faint smile, "You'll be offended if you call me that, just like an ordinary friend. By the way, this token has helped me solve a lot of troubles, thank you very much."

He took out the token that Xuanyuan Ziyue had given him before Yi Jianzong left, and shook it in the void.

"Can we... really be friends?"

Xuanyuan Ziyue was stunned, and her body trembled slightly.

She had never thought about being friends with such a real supernatural being, it was like living in a dream.

"real."

Ye Nan replied lightly.

Although Xuanyuan Ziyue's token was not used many times, it resolved many troubles each time.

What's more, although she used to talk about her aunt, she had a feeling of dominance in her words.

But he never treated Ye Nan like a servant.

Even when You Luo Holy Land killed Yi Jianzong, she wrote a letter asking Ye Nan to come and join her and protect Ye Nan.

So wait.

……

An hour later.

Xuanyuan Ziyue's cheeks were flushed, showing a shy girlish halo, bid farewell to Ye Nan, and left through the air.

Before leaving, Ye Nan gave her a self-defense talisman, which contained his full blow.

Even though Xuanyuan Ziyue didn't need it, he insisted on giving it.

After all, the fantasy world is full of crises, and these holy places are the strongest on the surface.

But secretly, who knows if there are some powerful forces hidden in the world.

after she left.

Ye Nan glanced down, and saw that everyone had gone to clean, and did not dare to stay here for too long.

In the Holy Land of Yin and Yang, Yun Fusheng held the ground firmly with both hands, his arms were deeply embedded in the ground, trembling violently, his face was full of disbelief!

The Holy Son is actually that sword fairy!
Incredible.

In any case, this fact cannot be accepted.

"Master Nan..."

Ouyang Xi was also stunned, her lips turned purple, and she stood there like a statue, losing her ability to move.

The most unbelievable is her.

How many times, she wanted to help Huangfu get rich, and depended on Ye Nan to the death, and even forced him into the boudoir, sharing the same bed.

Unexpectedly, he is the sword fairy who destroyed the Holy Land of Youluo!

The four of Ye Qingxue also showed extremely shocked expressions, as if witnessing the most impossible thing in this world, their bodies trembled, as if struck by lightning.

But compared to Ouyang Xi, the four of them are much better.

A few quarters of an hour later, Long Yunshan was the first to come to her senses and accept the reality.

When it came to the Holy Land of Huntian, they already guessed that Ye Nan was the sword fairy.

It's just that Yun Fusheng didn't dare to guess by himself, so he felt that Ye Nan and the sword fairy were not the same person.

Now that the truth came out, a question arose in her mind.

This sword fairy has spent so much effort hiding in the Holy Land, what is it for?
"Cough! Cough-cough-cough!"

Yun Fusheng suddenly vomited blood like flowing water, instantly staining the ground red.

His face became extremely pale, as if it were the ground illuminated by moonlight, so white that it reminded people of death.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

Ye Qingxue came back to her senses suddenly, and hurriedly used her kung fu to heal Yun Fusheng.

It's just that he was seriously injured, his heart was almost split in two, and the ribs in his chest were broken, making it hard to believe that he was still alive.

Before convalescing for a while, Yun Fusheng already let out a mouthful of turbid air, and his pupils gradually turned white.

It was his last breath.

In fact, the moment the yin-yang fish was broken, he had already stepped into the gate of hell with half a foot.

It's just that he was worried about the end of the Holy Land, holding on to his last breath, and he survived to this point.

But now, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Brother, you won't die, Nan'er is a peerless sword fairy, he must have a way!"

Long Yunxuan cried bitterly.

She pinned her hopes on Ye Nan.

"Brother Ye, hurry up and save the Holy Master!"

At this time, Shangguan Wan'er turned into a streamer and came, begging.

Ye Nanzheng had this intention.

He also wanted to ask Yun Fusheng about Hou Yi's tomb, but he couldn't let the latter die like this.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

It's just that after he took out Shixiang Huisheng Pill and took it to Yunfusheng, the latter's injury did not decrease but increased, and he suddenly laughed three times, as if all the depression in his chest had been released.

When the laughter fell to the ground, his eyes closed naturally, as if he had died, but there was still a trace of breath.

"not good!"

Ye Nan raised his eyebrows, but soon felt relieved.

Yun Fusheng didn't die, but was under too much pressure, overworked, and received such a serious injury, he fell into a temporary coma.

After he wakes up, he can ask about Hou Yi's tomb.

It is worth mentioning that.

Ye Nan also found a soul search technique in Yuxue Haosheng's memory.

The function of this technique is extremely simple, it can forcibly break through the soul of a monk and read the memory of the latter.

Because this technique is too against the sky, it will bring extremely serious mental pressure to the person whose soul is being searched.

Ordinary people can't bear it at all. After searching for the soul, that person will either go crazy or die on the spot.

"Not urgent."

Ye Nan did not intend to use the soul search technique on Yun Fusheng.