The first five five five chapters have their own minds

Half an hour later, Xiao Fan left the sea of ??flowers, where it was dangerous for others, but for Xiao Fan, who had understood the mystery of life and death, it was like entering the realm of no one.

He stopped in a mountain forest, took out the Nirvana Pearl that he had exchanged from Ling Qingxi's hands, and said, "The profound power contained in this Nirvana Pearl is very complete. I wonder if I can refine it?"

If he could refine the Nirvana Pearl, Xiao Fan could have mastered the four profound meanings.

If combined with the endless fire on his body, the power of the profound meaning of fire will definitely be stronger.

"The boss got the inheritance of Tianfeng, he must have understood the profound meaning of flames, and the second child also got the inheritance of the master of the Dugu family. The fire of the nine suns must be in his hands. It is not difficult to comprehend the profound meanings of flames. As for others, I didn't comprehend the profound meaning of flames either." Thoughts flashed in Xiao Fan's heart.

Soon, he made a decision, that is, he refines the Nirvana Bead himself and comprehends the profound meaning of flames.

With the Nirvana Pearl, Xiao Fan had a much lower difficulty in comprehending the profound meaning of flames.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan thought, throwing Nirvana Pearl into the small world, and at the same time, a soul clone began to refine.

"The third floor, I'm here." Xiao Fan grinned. Although the two layers of space in front of the cemetery of the gods did not allow him to obtain the crystal of divine power, the harvest was still huge.

Especially the exchange of the Heart of Ten Thousand Flowers for Nirvana Bead, Xiao Fan never thought about it.

Xiao Fan had some expectations in his heart, what will the third layer gain for himself?

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Fan quickly swept towards the sky, reaching the extreme speed.

At this moment, in the enveloping forest, several figures flew up, headed by a burly young man in black robe, it was Mingluo, besides Mingluo, there were also Nagu Lao and several other Gorefiend tribes. people.

The strange thing is that although the mountain forest exudes a few powerful breaths from time to time, Mingluo and his party are unimpeded here.

After a short while, Mingluo and his entourage came to the depths of the mountain forest. At this moment, a few figures flew out of the mountain forest to block their way.

"God of Mingluo, you are too arrogant, you dare to trespass into the resident of the God of War Temple, you are not afraid that we will leave you behind?" the headed man in black robes said.

He had only one eye and a huge scar on his face. It looked abominable, but the aura on his body was extremely powerful, at least the cultivation base of the Seven Change God of War in the late stage of the God of War.

"Zhan Lao Liu, don't scare me. If I die here, you people, including your family, will probably have to be buried. Believe it or not?" Mingluo looked indifferent, without any fear at all.

The black-robed man Zhan Lao Liu's face was dark, he knew that Ming Luo did not lie, even if Ming Luo stood here to let them kill, they would not dare.

"Okay, don't waste time, here is Zhan Lao San, take me to find him, I am sending you great news, if it is delayed, you can not afford to be responsible." See Zhan Lao San. Without saying a word, Mingluo continued.

"What good news, just say it here." Zhan Lao Liu said very upset.

Although he knew that the high-level relationship between the God of War and the Gorefiend tribe was a bit ambiguous, he still regarded the Gorefiend tribe as a foreign race in his bones, and he was already polite without directly doing it.

"Hmph, without me, would you be able to show the strength of the Seven Change God of War here?" Mingluo snorted coldly, staring at Old Zhan Sixth with cold eyes: "Don't let me see Zhan Tiansan again, let Xiao Fan They ran away, don't blame the son of God."

"Xiao Fan? Did you see him?" Zhan Lao Liu's expression suddenly became serious.

Although he hated the Gorefiend tribe, he also hated the Temple of Asura, not to mention, this time they entered the cemetery of the gods, but they came to kill Xiao Fan.

"Yes, he also killed five of us." Ming Luo looked cold, and he hated Xiao Fan extremely now.

He crossed the Nine You Heaven Valley and came here, and he had never met anyone who dared to treat him like this, Xiao Fan was the first one, and he suffered several severe losses in a row.

"Come with me." Seeing that Mingluo suffered a loss in Xiao Fan's hands, he was still very happy in his heart, turned around and took Mingluo to the forest.

A few people just walked out a few steps, and suddenly disappeared strangely. When they reappeared, they were already on a palace square.

Zhan Lao Liu took Mingluo and the others into a palace, and many cultivators from the God of War realm saw them but turned a blind eye.

On the first seat of the palace, there was an old man sitting side by side with his eyes closed and rested. Seeing Mingluo and the others came, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and a majestic pressure rushed towards Mingluo and the others.

"Dignantly changing God of War, is it necessary to bully me and wait for juniors? When I look back, my ancestor will definitely return it to you ten times a hundred times." Mingluo raised his head proudly, without any fear at all.

When the voice fell, the pressure on the old man disappeared instantly, and he said lightly: "Let's talk, what's the matter here?"

"Xiao Fan, the lord of the Asura Hall, is about to arrive at the entrance of the second floor, and there is still about half a cup of tea to prepare." Mingluo said with confidence.

"What does it matter to me?" The old man looked indifferent, without any waves on his face.

Mingluo looked indifferent, cursing inwardly, the old fox Zhan San is really cunning, don't you want me to give you some more Nine Nether Devil Blood?

But just giving the Nine Nether Devil Blood to Zhan Old Third and them, Ming Luo must be upset.

I saw him smile indifferently: "It seems that I have come to the wrong place. Goodbye."

"Wait, do you really think this is the place where you want to come and leave?" Zhan Lao San coldly snorted.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, or you kill me now, or don't stop me from leaving." Ming Luo glanced at Old Zhan San with disdain.

He is used to being arrogant and domineering, and he also knows that these old immortals in the Temple of War God dare not move him, so they are naturally fearless, even if it is the God of War, he doesn't pay attention to it.

"I think your Gorefiend tribe should want the Lord of Asura more to die." The third warrior looked indifferent, and he no longer hid it, "Thirty drops of Nine Nether Devil Blood, we can help you kill the Asura Hall. The Lord’s reward."

"Deal." The coldness on Mingluo's face disappeared, replaced by a triumphant smile, and then he threw a jade bottle to Zhan Lao San, obviously containing thirty drops of Nine Nether Devil Blood.

"Happy cooperation." Zhan Lao San also smiled slightly, as if the conspiracy had succeeded, even if Ming Luo didn't give him the Nine Nether Devil Blood, he would kill Xiao Fan.

Now that he can blackmail thirty drops of Nine Nether Devil Blood, he is naturally in a good mood.

Thirty drops of Nine Nether Devil Blood, but it is equivalent to 30 God of War cultivators who can exert all their power. There are as many as hundreds of cultivators of the God of War who have come to the Temple of War this time. Increased several times.

"You only have less than half a cup of tea." Ming Luo Xiexie reminded with a smile.