Chapter 520 The bet of billions of creatures

The room suddenly became silent.

Everyone's eyes were frozen on Yang Fan's face.

As the victim, the fairy Phantom Spirit has a pretty face as red as a cloud and a complex gaze.

Hu Fei looked strange and reached out to touch the back of his head, feeling very annoyed.

Xuexuan beside Fairy Phantom Spirit, bit her silver teeth and stared at Yang Fan fiercely.

The old man in green clothes was even more furious, with anger and murderous intent, wishing to tear Yang Fan apart.

If Yang Fan's strength had not been extremely deterrent, these two people would have taken action long ago, so there would be no need for two great monks to take charge.

The Blood Refining Ancestor and Sanqing Sanren looked at each other with a strange look on their faces.

"My fellow Taoist said this badly. It was only after reaching an agreement with Yang that he voluntarily became Yang's concubine."

Yang Fan looked calm, as if even the sky fell, he would not move.

"You are making a point of being a lie. If it weren't forcing and threatening, as the status of Elder Phantom Spirit, how could you become your concubine?"

The old man in blue shirt was so angry that he trembled.

"Fellow Phantom Spirit, as the person involved, this matter is up to you."

Yang Fan turned his attention to the Phantom Spirit Fairy.

Fairy Phantom Spirit pursed her lips and didn't say anything for a long time, and her pretty face was complicated.

Finally, she smiled bitterly and said to the old man in green clothes and Xuexuan: "The Phantom Spirit was indeed voluntary. When the Phantom Spirit was an enemy of fellow Taoist Yang, he should have killed me. It was Phantom Spirit who promised to be his concubine for the sake of living a life of vain. This matter is not a big deal for fellow Taoist Yang."

Hearing this, the old man in green clothes and Xuexuan were both stunned.

Xuexuan said with an unbearable look on her face: "How can you be his concubine? At least you can become a dual-cultural partner."

"Phantom Spirit, there are two Nascent Soul monks who are the master today. You can follow me to return to the sect."

The old man in green clothes rushed over and wanted to pull the fairy of Phantom Spirit away.

Yang Fan just looked quietly, smiling, but he didn't stop him.

Hu Fei wanted to do something, but he raised his hand to stop him.

However, although the fairy Phantom Spirit was forced to go over, the pear blossoms broke free from the hands of the two and returned to Yang Fan.

All of this was expected by Yang Fan.

Finally, after many negotiations, the old man in green clothes and Xuexuan looked helpless, looked at Yang Fan with a few fierce glances, and stood up and left.

The Blood Refining Ancestor, Sanqing Sanren and Yu Lin all felt incredible.

This unattainable, dignified and beautiful fairy is willing to be Yang Fan’s concubine, but she can’t even pull her away?

What are the clues here?

Or, what kind of magical power does Yang Fan have to make an excellent *** like Fantasy Fairy her concubine?

But it is said... Yang Fan has already had a beautiful woman as his companion in Yuyang Country.

Now he can still have a top-notch female cultivator like the Phantom Spirit Fairy as a concubine.

Thinking of this, the three of them almost felt a little envious.

For practitioners of dual cultivation, there is no taboo, but they do not force them.

If you can meet an excellent and suitable spouse, you can even promote each other's cultivation and work together to advance to the path of immortality, this is often recorded in ancient books.

After a small storm, the Blood Refining Ancestor and the Sanqing Sanren did not leave immediately.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, it is a great help to the Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance. I represent the millions of people in the Thirteen Kingdoms, and I express my gratitude to Fellow Daoist Yang."

Sanqing Sanren was very polite to Yang Fan.

"Where are there," Yang Fan said with a greeting: "As a member of the Thirteen Kingdoms, this is what Yang should do."

"Next, fellow Taoist Sanqing and I will discuss some important matters with fellow Taoist Yang." The Xuelian Ancestor's eyes faintly swept Hu Fei and the Phantom Spirit Fairy.

Fairy Phantom Spirit hurriedly pulled Hu Fei away.

Hu Fei was reluctant and hummed before leaving the room.

After only three people were left in the room, Sanqing Sanren waved his whisk and put down several layers of bans to prevent outsiders from spying on.

After the three of them sat down, the Sanqing San Talents spoke slowly: "Now the Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance is retreating step by step. The main reason is that we are slightly inferior to the barbarians in terms of the number of great monks. Furthermore, the power of the Black Wind Demon Emperor is also a reason."

"If Fellow Daoist Yang can compete with a barbarian cultivator, he can reverse the situation, at least he will not be defeated in such a steadily manner."

The two of them looked at Yang Fan's face at the same time, with some expectations in their eyes.

"I heard from fellow Blood Refining that Fellow Daoist Yang should be able to compete with the Nascent Soul Cultivator for one or two. I wonder if I have this confidence?"

The Sanqing Sanren asked, rightly.

This matter is of great importance, and he must confirm it again and again.

If Yang Fan does not have this strength, he may have unimaginable consequences.

A moment of thought determines the fate of countless monks in the Northern Qin Dynasty.

Hearing this, Yang Fan looked at Sanqing Sanren with a smile: "Master Sanqing, do you want to try it?"

He sat upright, confident and calm.

Sanqing Sanren and Xuelian Ancestor looked at each other and nodded.

It seems that they also recognize Yang Fan's strength and should be able to at least compete with a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

"So can Fellow Daoist Yang obey the instructions of the alliance and follow us to fight against the barbarians?"

The Blood Refining Ancestor asked.

"Mr. Yang had already said before going to Guliang City that he would not obey orders. Did Elder Feng Xi not tell them to you?"

Yang Fan said with a smile.

Don't obey orders?

The faces of Sanqing Sanren and Xuelian ancestor changed at the same time.

This small guest room was suddenly filled with an oppressive and uneasy atmosphere.

Yang Fan sat still and looked as if he was sure to win.

"However, Yang can agree that in the case of a full-scale war, he will help you to restrain a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Yang Fan said with a smile again.

"What do you say? Then what is your real purpose in coming to Guliang City?"

The Blood Refining Ancestor looked at him with a burning gaze.

He had had two dealings with Yang Fan, and knew that the other party was bold and extremely imaginative.

Swish!

A proud and upright demonic young man suddenly appeared beside Yang Fan.

The face of this young man in the devil's way is as cold as ice that has not melted for thousands of years, and the aura of the devil's way even moved the two great Nascent Soul cultivators in front of him.

"Shi Qianhan."

The Blood Refining Ancestor and Sanqing Sanren looked at each other and blurted out.

"It's Shi." A cold and cold light flashed in Shi Qianhan's eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, what do you mean?"

What did the Blood Refining Ancestor vaguely guess?

"Shi will check and balance a barbarian and heavenly master."

Shi Qianhan's proud and confident way.

"This..." The Blood Refining Ancestor and Sanqing Sanren hesitated a little.

"Are you questioning Shi's strength?"

Shi Qianhan sneered, and the air around him suddenly stagnated, putting pressure on the two great monks.

"We don't doubt Fellow Daoist Shi's strength, just..."

The two of them looked at Yang Fan.

Shi Qianhan came to check and balance a Nascent Soul cultivator, so what was Yang Fan doing?

"The purpose of Yang's trip is not just to defeat the barbarian monks."

Yang Fan's eyes were as sharp as a sword.

"What do you want?" Sanqing Sanren and Xuelian Ancestor had a bad feeling.

"Sweep...sweep...barbarians!"
To be continued...