The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 35: Purple Thunder and Golden Eyes
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"Is that...the old man's purple thunder and gold eyes?"
Long Jiu looked at the familiar things in the dark ghost crow's eyes and was completely stunned. Once upon a time, he used this divine eye to traverse the world and got the name of divine eye dragon nine.
But now, this divine eye has become a weapon in the hands of others, targeting him.
"This...impossible!" Long Jiu shook his head severely, completely unable to accept this fact.
Jian Fan laughed triumphantly: "Long Jiu, you didn't expect it, your world-famous purple thunder and gold eyes are now on the monster I sacrificed. Today, you want to kill me. , Let’s get past your divine eye first."
As soon as the voice fell, Jian Fan immediately pinched his fingertips.
In a flash, "Wow..."
The ghost crow seemed to have received some order, and after fluttering its wings a few times, it suddenly flew into the air. A purple pupil gleamed with golden light, and with a bang, a purple light shot towards Long Jiu abruptly.
"Old nine, be careful!"
The blond old man hurriedly shouted to remind him that Long Jiu seemed to be a little startled. When the purple thunder was already on his body, he reacted and hurriedly raised the Proud Dragon Sword to block it.
Boom!
There was a loud noise in the space, like a galloping horse. Long Jiu flew upside down like a broken kite in the flash of purple light, and couldn't help but spray out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, the blond old man and the red-haired old man were in a hurry and rushed to Jian Fan. They knew in their hearts that this ghost crow was controlled by Jian Fan. As long as Jian Fan is resolved, this ghost crow will not be commanded.
However, how could Jian Fan not think of this?
With a cold smile, Jian Fan's hands were beaten again. "Boom boom" was another two loud noises, and two purple awns hit the blond old man and the red-haired old man respectively. The two of them barely blocked it, but they were all knocked out, with a trace of blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.
When Zhuo Fan saw this, he couldn't help being shocked, the purple thunder and gold eyes were indeed domineering. It was just the triple heaven realm, but it forced the three heavenly Profound Realm masters to have no power to fight back.
If this continues, Qianlong Pavilion will lose, and their Luo family will be over.
"No, I will never let this happen."
With his eyes narrowed slightly, Zhuo Fan gritted his teeth severely, hooked his fingers, and a red light slowly floated out of his body and flew towards Jian Fan.
Although he did so, he took a big risk. If his natal Blood Infant is discovered, a purple thunder can instantly destroy it, and Zhuo Fan himself will also die.
However, if you don't do this, the three old men will be defeated, and their Luo family still can't escape.
Got a bet!
Zhuo Fan was ruthless and guided the Blood Infant to approach Jian Fan quietly.
At this moment, all Jian Fan's attention was attracted by the three old men in Qianlong Pavilion, and he didn't pay attention to the coming danger at all.
"Hahaha... these purple thunder golden eyes are really good things, even if the three of you come together, the old man will not be afraid." The ghost crow flew back to Jian Fan's shoulder again, and Jian Fan looked at the three of them, frantically. laugh.
The other two immediately flew to Jian Fan's side at this time, with evil smiles appearing on the corners of their mouths.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of Long Jiu's trio were gloomy. Their three Qianlong Pavilion elders shot together, and it was the first time that they would be looked down upon to such a degree.
If they can't win today, then Qianlong Pavilion's face will be greatly embarrassed by them.
"A mere monster, plus a stolen purple thunder and gold eye, I want to win the three of the old man. Condor, you are too arrogant." The blond old man let out a sigh of gold in his eyes. Swamped, the killing intent on his body radiated out without concealment, obviously he was really angry.
"Ninth, Fifth, don't move, I want to take the three of their heads in one go."
The red-haired old man looked at the decisive expression in the blond old man’s eyes and nodded slowly. When Long Jiu saw it, he nodded slightly, and then both of them flew away from him.
The same nine elders in Qianlong Pavilion, they naturally know the true strength of the blond old man.
Turning the river down the sea-jinjiao clipper, if you don't get angry, you're done, and you will cut the sky and the earth when you get angry. Even when Long Jiu had the eyes of God at the beginning, there were two and a half people in Qianlong Pavilion who could never beat him.
The first two are the first elder and the second elder, and the other half are the third elder who is angry.
Huh!
The dazzling golden light suddenly radiated from the whole body of the blond old man. Accompanied by the piercing sound of "sizzling", his whole body was gradually covered with a dense golden film, as if he was wearing a golden armor. So that every time he moved a finger, he made the sound of metal clashing.
His face changed unconsciously, and Jian Fan seemed to realize that this old man seemed to have undergone a certain change, which could threaten his life, and his complexion became more solemn.
"I want to show you today, how I got the name of the old man who turned the river over the sea gold Jiao scissors."
With both fists, the blond old man is now full of golden light, his eyes are coldly looking at Jian Fan, and he rushes towards him when he steps on him. At the same time, cross your palms and grab it forward like a pair of scissors.
Roar!
Clear dragons resounded across the sky. In this dark night sky, Jian Fan and the three could actually see a huge dragon head phantom around the blond old man.
At this moment, the dragon was opening its mouth wide, and as the blond old man’s palms fought and grabbed it, it was about to swallow the three of them in one bite.
"Spirit-level advanced martial arts, dragon bites claws!"
Strickenly startled, Jian Fan hurriedly fought his hand to make Ghost Crow use the purple thunder and golden eyes in a hurry.
Boom, another purple light shoots out!
But this time, the purple laser hit the golden dragon's head, but it was bounced off with a touch. The dragon head bit at the three of them without any reduction in speed.
Lostly shocked, Jian Fan never expected that this old man was so powerful that he couldn't even help with purple thunder and golden eyes. However, he could also see that the golden light on the dragon's head had dimmed a lot.
"Nether Chain!"
At this moment, Jian Fan shouted and the three of them waved at the same time. However, dozens of black iron chains were scattered from the hands of the three of them, like a black cloud, enveloping the entire dragon head.
Wow, wow...
As soon as the chain was tightened, the entire dragon head was completely locked by the black chain, but the dragon head did not disappear and still persisted.
"As expected of the three elders of Qianlong Pavilion, the three of us can only fight with you in a tie."
Jian Fan's face is red and he is clutching the black chain, his eyes are staring at the old man in front of him fiercely, his head is full of sweat. The same is true for the two people around him.
The three elders gritted their teeth, and the corners of their mouths turned into an arc of disdain: "If it weren't for the purple thunder and gold eyes to help out, the three of you are also worthy to fight against the old man?"
"Hehehe...you are right, we still have purple thunder and gold eyes."
Seems to have been prompted by the three elders, Jian Fan grinned, holding the iron chain on the hand to make a hand gesture. Suddenly, the ghost crow yelled, and a golden pupil began to appear purple light again.
Seeing this scene, a trace of cold sweat oozes from the forehead of the Three Elders.
Now he and the three are in a stalemate. Once hit by the purple thunder, even if they are not dead, they will be seriously injured.
"Three brothers!"
Long Jiu and the old man with red hair were shocked when they met, and wanted to rush forward, but it was too late.
Seeing that the three elders were about to die under this purple thunder, Jian Fan showed a triumphant smile.
However, at this moment, Zhuo Fan, who was a hundred steps away, also showed a weird smile.
"Take advantage of your chaos and kill you. I must not let Qianlong Pavilion lose in this decisive battle!"
The killing intent in Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed by, and the hand prints were knotted. In an instant, the blood infant who was lying in ambush suddenly rushed towards Jian Fan. Now the attention of the three Jian Fans is on the three elders, and they can't even notice that there is a foreign body attacking behind them.
"Hehehe...The third elder of Qianlong Pavilion, go to death."
Jian Fan laughed wildly, and the eyes of the ghost crow had purple glow. Suddenly, a ray of red light entered the body, and Jian Fan suddenly felt his breath stagnate, and the black chain in his hand suddenly disappeared.
"Elder Jian, what are you doing?" The two people next to them were surprised, and hurriedly looked at Jian Fan and shouted.
Only then did Jian Fan realize that a foreign body had entered his body and wanted to force it out. But it's too late...
How can the three elders let it go after seeing such a great opportunity? There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he suddenly exerted force!
Roar!
There was another trembling dragon chant, and the huge dragon head broke free from the black chain in an instant, and snapped.
The pupils of the eyes shrank slightly, and the two of them hurriedly backed away, knowing that they were invincible. Poor Elder Jian also slugged for a while because the blood infant controlled his bloodline. At this moment, with a swish, an arm flew out in response.
Three old Zhang shook his hand to catch the broken arm, stood proudly in the sky, looked at Jian Fan and the other two people who had lost an arm on the opposite side, and smiled coldly.
"Damn, you Qianlong Pavilion will also refine monsters to sneak attacks..."
Jian Fan gritted his teeth, feeling sad and angry. I thought he was a master of the magic road, but today he was attacked by monsters. Speaking out, how can there be a face in the magic way? The most important thing is that it is still a righteous person who successfully attacked him with monsters.
"Go!"
Gritting his teeth, Jian Fan knew that he had fallen short of the wind now, and he couldn't ask for the slightest advantage if he continued to fight. So decisively, flew away with two helpers.
However, how could Long Jiu make his enemies leave so easily.
"Chasing!"
Understanding Long Jiu's feelings, the three bosses yelled, and then led the two to chase them...
The blood baby flew back into Zhuo Fan again, and no one knew it was his hand. Zhuo Fan faintly smiled, Netherworld Valley will remember this hatred on the head of Qianlong Pavilion again, anyway, their grievances are a lot. One more is nothing.
Zhuo Fan thought calmly.
It's just that the purple thunder and gold eyes still make him very concerned.
"Looking for an opportunity, I have to find a way to practice." Zhuo Fan touched his chin, and his pupils turned left and right. In this world, there are not many things that can make his Demon Emperor see, but the purple thunder and gold eyes of the Emperor are definitely one of them.
"Kill!"
However, at this moment, a group of men and horses dressed in black suddenly appeared and rushed towards the Qianlong Pavilion branch. There were dozens of experts in the Bone Forging Realm who rushed forward.
However, Qianlong Pavilion seemed to have a countermeasure early on, and Long Jie immediately led the team to fight. After a while, after the two sides fought together, another team rushed out of the small courtyard, led by Solanum.
When the previous few Sky Profound Realm masters were fighting, they kept hiding, waiting for the opportunity. Obviously, the pockets are made, and when all the people in Nether Valley get in, they can completely destroy each other.
The people in Nether Valley didn't seem to have expected that they had been in ambush long ago, and when they found something was wrong, they evacuated immediately. Solanum and Long Jie led people to chase them.
For a while, everyone disappeared, leaving only the Luo family in this small courtyard.
"Is this turning the tiger away from the mountain?"
Zhuo Fan, who had already known the Nether Valley plan, touched his nose without any rush. Because he is also waiting, waiting for the real protagonist to appear.
In a short while, Yang Ming led the bandits of Heifeng Mountain and appeared in his line of sight.
The corner of his mouth curled slightly, Zhuo Fan let out a laugh, and shook his head: "Netherworld Valley Flower is so expensive to let the Luo Family die in Lei Family's hands. I really don't know what medicine is sold in the gourd..."