Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

"who is it?"

Ao Zhanxiong was startled, he followed his prestige and saw not far away, suddenly there was a figure standing upright, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

"who are you?"

Ao Zhanxiong's expression froze, he was the patriarch of the three-headed dragon clan, and he was also an immortal king with extraordinary strength, so he didn't even notice the existence of this person.

He was calm on the surface, but there was a turmoil in his heart.

"Who am I, you don't need to know."

"Your Excellency trespassed on Tongtian Sword Mountain, and you are still laughing like crazy here, what is the meaning of this?"

This figure was naturally not someone else, but Zhao Fan who had just walked out of Qingming Jiange.

At this time, he restrained his aura, did not reveal his true appearance, and his whole body was filled with golden divine light. From a distance, he looked like a transcendent and sacred god.

"This seat remembered."

"You should be the rumored mysterious strongman from Tongtian Sword Mountain?"

"Beheaded the existence of Fengyun Valley Master and others before."

Ao Zhanxiong stared at Zhao Fan, and said suddenly.

As the ancestor of the three-headed dragons, Ao Zhanxiong naturally heard what happened in Tongtian Sword Mountain before.

"As far as I know, there should be no decent old guys left in Tongtian Sword Mountain."

"Who exactly are you?"

"Could it be the same as me, coming here for the things in these hundreds of sword pavilions?"

Without waiting for Zhao Fan's answer, Ao Zhanxiong asked again.

Between opening and closing his eyes, there is a surge of energy, and a powerful Qi machine emerges from his body, ready to strike at any moment.

"You have too many questions."

"Just stop here, or you'll stay here forever."

Zhao Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he just told him to leave.

"Let me stop?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"This seat is the ancestor of the three-headed dragons, the hero of the war!"

As soon as the words fell, Ao Zhanxiong's momentum suddenly rose, his beard and hair dancing wildly in the wind.

A big hand stretched out, turned into a huge scale-covered dragon claw, tore open layers of void, and grabbed Zhao Fan head-on.

"Third Grade Immortal? Is it very strong?"

Zhao Fan shook his head, and with a quick touch, the monstrous dragon claw suddenly exploded, turning into dust and dissipating in the sky.

"how come……"

Ao Zhanxiong was shocked, but he quickly realized that a layer of solid dragon scales appeared on the surface of his body. With one step, he ignored the layers of void and went straight to kill Zhao Fan.

His seemingly old figure, at this moment, erupted with surging and infinite fluctuations of demonic power.

As the ancestor of the three-headed dragons, Ao Zhanxiong has seen many storms and waves. Now that he has come to Tongtian Sword Mountain, he will not be persuaded to leave by Zhao Fan's few words.

Swish!

Before Ao Zhanxiong rushed to the front, Zhao Fan remained calm and stretched out a palm.

He didn't use his immortal power, only an ancient phantom of Buddha appeared behind him, and golden Sanskrit characters glowed on the surface of his palm.

It is the Tathagata Sutra!

Zhao Fan intends to use this old dragon to test the power of this Xeon body scripture again.

boom!

Obviously it was just Zhao Fan's palm, but Ao Zhanxiong felt the terrifying pressure coming to his face.

His hands turned into dragon claws, with a metallic luster, and he said in a low voice, "Dragon swallows all wastes."

The claws suddenly burst into purple light, and the laws of the immortal power surged, tearing apart countless voids, and slamming towards Zhao Fan fiercely with a destructive momentum.

But in the next second, Zhao Fan's palm covered with golden runes just casually pressed down.

Countless purple lights crumbled and disintegrated, and the ancestors of the three flood dragons were so arrogant that they didn't even have a chance to react.

He was directly blasted by a terrifying force to the point of vomiting blood.

He was like a cannonball that was shot flying, flying straight from the ground for hundreds of miles.

Blood was overflowing, Ao Zhanxiong's energy was in disorder, and his face became extremely pale.

He was full of remorse, he never thought that Zhao Fan, a mysterious strong man, was so powerful.

Ao Zhanxiong turned around and fled, not wanting to stay here any longer.

But Zhao Fan's figure flickered, and he had already appeared in front of Ao Zhanxiong. Under the latter's horrified eyes, he directly used one hand to break through the demonic power of his body protection, and easily imprisoned the old flood dragon.

The patriarch of the dignified three-headed dragon, the dignified monster clan powerhouse at the level of a third-rank immortal monarch, was injured and suppressed by Zhao Fan in an understatement.

Everything happened so fast that no one else in Tongtian Sword Mountain was alarmed at all.

Chapter 614 Subduing the Three Flood Dragon Patriarchs

Ao Zhanxiong's face was full of fear, and his heart was full of remorse.

Originally, he thought that with his third-rank immortal monarch, he should be able to run amok and do whatever he wanted in Tongtian Sword Mountain, but he didn't expect to meet such an unfathomable existence as Zhao Fan.

The opponent is just a palm covered in golden Sanskrit, and he is suppressing himself so hard that his strength is unimaginable!

It can only be said that Ao Zhanxiong hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Are you the most powerful person in Buddhism?"

Ao Zhanxiong asked in surprise.

From the Great Day Tathagata Sutra that Zhao Fan just performed, he thought of the existence of Buddhism.

There are several unfathomable temples in the southern region. As far as he knows, they are unknown places that even many first-class forces do not dare to provoke easily.

So he secretly guessed that Zhao Fan probably came from that kind of place.

"Noisy."

Zhao Fan glanced at him, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

Originally thought that this old dragon could block a few moves from him, but he didn't expect that he was really weak and pathetic.

Zhao Fan thought about whether to kill him or not. Anyway, keeping this old dragon doesn't seem to be of much use.

"Honorable Master of Buddhism."

"Please don't kill me."

"Although I, Ao Zhanxiong, is not strong, I am the ancestor of the three-headed dragon and demon immortals, and I also know a lot of secrets about Tongtian Sword Mountain."

"I believe it will be helpful to you."

"I am willing to give away all the treasures on my body, and all the treasures of the three-headed dragon clan. I beg you to let me go."

As if sensing Zhao Fan's killing intent, Ao Zhanxiong begged for mercy.

An old guy like him who has survived for a long time is more greedy for life and afraid of death than anyone else.

In order to survive, Ao Zhanxiong temporarily put down his dignity, begging for mercy like a bereaved dog.

"Ok?"

Zhao Fan hesitated when he heard this.

It is easy to kill this old flood dragon, but it seems that the value of keeping it alive may be greater than the value of dying.

Now Tongtian Sword Mountain is extremely weak, and he can't take action at will. If this old dragon is left alive, not only can he have a helper, but he can also try to control the entire three-headed dragon clan, which seems to be a good choice.

"You can live if you want."

"Become my slave, you can live, otherwise, there is only one dead end."

Zhao Fan thought for a while and threatened directly.

"This……"

"I am willing!"

Ao Zhanxiong gritted his teeth, and quickly agreed, he was afraid that Zhao Fan would go back on his word.

For him, as long as he can live, let alone become Zhao Fan's slave, he can be a cow or a horse at will.

If he died, then his long years of penance and the ethnic group he had built up with great difficulty would all disappear in smoke.

"very good."

"This is the Immortal Imprisonment Curse. From then on, your life and death will be in my mind."

Seeing this, Zhao Fan cast the Immortal Imprisonment Curse directly at Ao Zhanxiong.

This is a powerful method obtained by signing in the previous system. Once it is cast into the immortal spell, the opponent's life and death are all in Zhao Fan's thought.

Moreover, as Zhao Fan's realm became stronger, the power of the immortal spell he cast also became stronger.

Not to mention the old Jiaolong who controls the third-rank immortal, even if it is a fourth-rank immortal, or even a fifth-rank immortal, it cannot be easily broken by the immortal spell.

"Ao Zhanxiong, pay homage to the master."

Sensing the intrusion of the power of the immortal spell, Ao Zhanxiong showed despair, but he had no choice but to accept this reality, and saluted Zhao Fan respectfully.

"From now on, I'll call you Xiaoxiong."

"In the future, without my order, you are not allowed to reveal your true identity in front of others in Tongtian Sword Mountain."

Considering the sensitivity of Ao Zhanxiong's identity, Zhao Fan ordered in a deep voice.

"As ordered."

Ao Zhanxiong is full of bitterness, he is the grand ancestor of the three-headed dragon clan, but now he is called "Xiaoxiong!"

If he had known that there was someone like Zhao Fan sitting in Jianshan, he would not dare to come rashly today if he was killed.

Ao Zhanxiong didn't care at all when he learned that there was a mysterious strong man beheading Fengyungu's people.

Because Fengyun Valley's tribe can't be compared with the three-headed dragon and demon fairy group, and later he deliberately ordered the three-headed dragon to besiege Jianshan, originally hoping to test the depth of Jianshan.

Logically speaking, Tongtian Sword Mountain should not have many decent strongmen sitting in it, but it never expected that there would be such a terrifying existence as Zhao Fan.

Ao Zhanxiong stumbled, and he stumbled a lot.

"Master, these are all the treasures on me."

"Please also take a look."

Ao Zhan Xiong was very conscious, and without waiting for Zhao Fan to speak, he took out a storage fairy and offered it up.

"There are quite a few things."

Zhao Fan simply scanned and found that there are almost countless kinds of fairy crystals and fairy artifacts in the storage fairy artifact.

Although it is very tasteless to Zhao Fan, it is a rare resource for the current Tongtian Sword Mountain.

He noticed Ao Zhan Xiong's pained expression, he didn't take all the things away, but only took half of the resources, and immediately threw the storage artifact back to the former.

"For the sake of your initiative to hand it in, this time only part of your treasure will be taken away."

"Go back with me."

Zhao Fan released Ao Zhanxiong's restraint, and motioned the latter to follow him.

"Thank you, Master, for your kindness."

Ao Zhanxiong breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't dare to try to escape, and followed Zhao Fan obediently.

The two of them returned to Tongtian Sword Mountain quietly without disturbing the other people in Jianshan Mountain.

the next day.

"Engong, aren't you comprehending the Unknown Sword Stele?"