In that corner, there were many gleaming stones, like crystals, exquisite and translucent, swaying with holy brilliance.

"Long Jing?" Xiao Fan was startled.

The dragon crystal, as the name suggests, is a crystal formed by the condensation of the dragon veins. Like the source crystal, it can be provided to the powers above the Great Emperor realm for cultivation.

An ordinary low-grade dragon crystal is worth tens of thousands of superb divine stones, and it is still priceless. It is conceivable that the dragon crystal is precious.

And these dragon crystals in front of them were formed by the condensation of the ancestral dragon's qi, at least they were all top-grade dragon crystals.

Xiao Fan glanced roughly. These dragon crystals were like a hill, and they were deep in the ground, and they didn't know how many there were.

"Hiss~" With Xiao Fan's mind, he couldn't help but breathe in cold air. This is a terrifying wealth.

Even at the peak of the Holy Emperor Realm, after his entire life, he might not be able to collect so many dragon crystals.

"Zi Ru Xue, when you come out, bring me these dragon crystals!" Xiao Fan ordered directly.

If so many dragon crystals were left here, it would be a pity.

Zi Ruxue showed an embarrassing color, but he nodded and said, "Okay!"

"It's best not to lie to me. I will always observe here. If I find that Long Jing is missing someday, I will personally come down and take it." Xiao Fan snorted coldly.

With so many dragon crystals, it is estimated that he would not be willing to have a purple vision.

Just this wealth, Xiao Fan is bound to win!

This can be many times stronger than those ordinary source crystal veins, a piece of top-grade dragon crystal, but it is worth a million low-grade dragon crystal.

With these things, it is completely enough to support the accelerated development of the endless gods for hundreds of years.

"Don't worry." Zi Ruxue promised, but he was disdainful in his heart: "When Lao Zi fully recovers his body, he will be gone with these dragon crystals long ago. If Lao Zi doesn't trouble you, you should burn up. It's incense."

Although Zi Ruxue knew Xiao Fan was extraordinary, in his eyes, Xiao Fan was still a junior monk who could be ignored, and there was no need to take it seriously.

When Xiao Fan heard the words, the power of the soul was able to exit the space with satisfaction. After a short while, Xiao Fan opened his eyes and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Walking out of the tree hole, Xiao Fan stretched his waist and said, "The weather is good today and I feel refreshed."

Everyone looked at Xiao Fan weirdly, Xiao Fan is rarely so happy, thinking there must be something good.

"You all go to practice." Xiao Fan waved his hand and took the initiative to protect everyone.

"My son, the spirit of the Ancestral Dragon Vein?" Youmo said with a hint of hope.

"It's yours, others can't take it, it's not yours, it can't be taken." Xiao Fan shook his head, then sighed: "This Ancestral Dragon Secret Realm, in a short time, it is impossible to have Ancestral Dragon Veins. Spirited."

"What?" You Mo and Qing Long Yun were extremely surprised, their faces full of unwillingness.

"There are some things that I can't tell you yet." Xiao Fan did not explain.

Youmo knew that since Xiao Fan said that, he would definitely not tell them now. All they had to do was to believe Xiao Fan.

After a short while, Youmo, Qinglongyun, You Jiuming, Yuqizi and Gongzilong each opened a cave and entered the cultivation state.

Only Xiao Fan, sitting on the top of an ancient tree, looked at the sky and said: "Who would have thought that the spirits of the three Ancestral Dragon Veins have been swallowed by purple blood?"

Molongzi said that every tens of thousands of years in the Ancestral Dragon Secret Realm will give birth to three Ancestral Dragon Vein spirits, this is not a lie.

However, they never dreamed that the three ancestral dragon veins formed this time would form a natural three dragon soul-raising formation, and finally healed like blood.

However, Xiao Fan prefers to believe that this is most likely Ziru Xue, or a handwriting left by others.

"What should I do next?" Xiao Fan muttered to himself, and then he was still preparing to cultivate the Saint Body of Thunder Punishment and the Seven Demon Swords that had been blackmailed from Zirublood.

These two ancient techniques and ancient techniques are not much weaker than the Five-Claw Purple Golden Dragon Transformation and the Three Thousand Worlds. If they can cultivate to the peak, they will be a big hole card.

Xiao Fan quickly entered the state of meditation, but he focused on counting, always paying attention to changes in the distance.

During the period, Mo Taixu and the others came back again, but Xiao Fan had already set up a formation around it, and it was impossible for the opponent to find them.

It is estimated that when Mo Taixu rushed to the place where the vision was, he found that it was a scam. He thought of Xiao Fan for the first time, so he wanted to come back for revenge.

But he didn't expect that Xiao Fan and the others had already left.

Seeing Mo Taixu's righteous indignation when he left, Xiao Fan felt very happy in his heart.

More than half a year passed in the blink of an eye, nearly nine months, on this day, Xiao Fan was awakened by the violent shaking of the ground.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Fan frowned and looked at the sky in surprise, but saw the sky covered with dark clouds, looking like the end of the world.

"Ang~"

Suddenly, a trembling dragon roar sounded, and Xiao Fan followed that sound, but saw a purple-golden streamer rushing from the ground to the sky.

"Purple like blood?" Xiao Fan was startled, and the power of his soul quickly diffused towards the space.

What made him look ugly was that Zi Ruxue had dug out all the dragon crystals underground and escaped.

"Get me back!" Xiao Fan yelled, anger to the extreme.

Did Zi Ruxue dare to play cautiously in front of him?

"Young Master!" At this moment, You Mo and the others came over, looking at Xiao Fan without knowing why, and seeing Xiao Fan angry, they dare not say anything.

Almost at the same time, the ground in the distance tumbling, a **** streamer reflected, and it instantly fell into Xiao Fan's hand.

Immediately afterwards, a group of figures rose to the sky, and saw the White Demon walking over with hundreds of people.

Xiao Fan glanced at hundreds of people with satisfaction, but found that the weakest had broken through to the late stage of the Great Emperor Realm. Such strength was enough to sweep any imperial realm.

However, Xiao Fan was not happy at the moment, and said lightly: "You go to my world to experience first, and then take you away later."

With the Shura sword in hand, Xiao Fan wanted to open the inner world very easily, and soon sent a hundred Great Emperor Realm into the inner world.

The Shura sword bloomed with a terrifying aura of killing, quite a sword penetrating through the world.

"Ang~"

Xiao Fan was still angry, and a purple-gold flash of light approached in the sky. The White Devils couldn't help but look up. The next moment, everyone was shocked.

I saw a purple golden dragon tumbling in the void, no, to be precise, it was rolling, and it was constantly approaching them.

"What is this?" The White Demon asked puzzled.

After a short while, the purple-gold dragon came to Xiao Fan and turned into a wretched old man. He looked at Xiao Fan angrily and said, "Little bastard, what have you done to me?"

"You are running." Xiao Fan answered the question, and said coldly at the wretched old man.