Yang Fan looked sarcastic. The glass cold crystal snake on his shoulder spitted out a snake's letter and stared at the Black Armor Yuanying man coldly.

The man with black armored Yuanying looked fearful. He took a deep breath, calmed down instead and asked, "Is the third sister dead at your hands?"

"Dead." Yang Fan smiled faintly: "If you want to take revenge, you are still far from it."

The Black Armor Yuanying glanced at him deeply and sneered: "I can be absolutely sure of your identity. If you return to Beiqin, your target is the Sanyou Old Demon."

"So what?" Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: This person seems to know more about my situation.

"I can't kill you." The man of Black Armored Yuanying said with a sarcastic look: "But with your strength, you will die sooner or later at the hands of the 'Three Evil Old Demons'."

"Are you so sure?" Yang Fan was so happy and stared at him with a smile.

The man with the Black Armor Yuanying stopped talking, and his body turned into a black light and ran out of the Ghost Corpse Mountain.

"I will die sooner or later at the hands of the 'Three Evil Old Demons'?" Yang Fan pursed his lips and said, "Haha, so, the 'Three Demon Sect' has colluded with the 'Demon Yang Sect'?"

When the man with black armor and Yuanying paused when he heard this sound, he rushed into the sky.

Yang Fan watched him leave with a serious expression, as if he felt the seriousness of the situation.

"Sooner or later I will die at the hands of the Sanyou Old Demon?"

He repeatedly weighed this sentence, and then murmured to himself: "Three Demon Sects...Demon Yang Sect...The two great demon sects coexist in Yuyang, and they are still together?"

Yang Fan felt the smell of conspiracy vaguely.

"Since returning to Yuyang Country, I have never seen the Three You Old Demon take any action against me. Moreover, his true strength is always an unknown..."

Yang Fan's eyes flashed and he had been brewing for a long time before he looked up at the sky.

In his eyes, there was a crystal like glass flashing, as if he saw the rolling clouds over Yuyang Country.

...

After half a month, Yang Fan stayed in the Ghost Corpse Mountain.

First, he and the Butian King revived the Dark Blood Dynasty.

Under Yang Fan's omniscient senses, almost no one in the organization could lie in front of him.

In addition, the soul of the Heaven-Devouring King is still in the Soul-Sending Pot. There are also one or two living mouths.

Under the interrogation of the two, many internal troubles were quickly discovered, and they killed and established their authority on the spot to serve as a warning to others.

It took a total of four or five days to eliminate the rebellion of the senior leaders of the organization one by one.

"There are also some rebellious and ulterior motives in the organization, and King Lao Mu will deal with it."

Yang Fan sighed softly.

"Okay, leave these to me." The King of Butian smiled faintly and left.

Yang Fan waited in front of the thousand-year-old tomb and was Hu Fei***.

Hu Fei closed his eyes unfortunately, but his breath rose little by little.

Yang Fan has this patience, waiting quietly, and is also looking forward to Hu Fei after waking up.
Chapter completed!