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Faced with Gu Xinyue's aggressive words, the person who had never appeared in the deep temple gradually became silent. Under the strong pressure of the Beast Emperor Pavilion, the forces of the ancient land of the Ancestral God were not determined to fight with the Beast Emperor Pavilion. The Red Clothing Gang was already in an isolated place and was unable to fight against the Beast Emperor Pavilion at all.
Ye Fan followed Gu Xinyue, walked through a passage hundreds of feet deep, and walked into the ancient temple.
In the ancient temple is a huge and empty hall, with an ancient nine-star altar standing in the center. Around the altar, four stone statues of ancient divine beasts are erected, including the phoenix divine beasts, the dragon beasts, the divine turtle, and the white tiger beasts. These divine beasts are magnificent and ferocious.
There is no cover above the altar of the ancient temple, and you can directly look up at the sky billions of miles away.
A vicissitudes of the sacred spirit came from the altar. For the priests, this was undoubtedly an extremely high-level altar, but only if their luck was enough to control the altar. Otherwise, for them, this altar might not bring them much benefits.
"Gang Master! The Lord of the Beast Emperor Pavilion is in! What should I do?"
In front of the altar, more than ten low-level priests stood in trembling, looking at Ye Fan and Gu Xinyue in fear. Their priests are weak, not even as strong as ordinary Wuhou, let alone facing the powerful Beast Emperor Pavilion Master.
A majestic high priest was still standing on the altar, looking at Gu Xinyue who had entered the ancient temple in grief and despair.
It was Fan Ran, the leader of the Red Clothing Gang.
Of course, he is not comparable to ordinary people. As the King of Martial Arts and the High Priest of Red, he has achieved such profound attainments in both the Martial Arts and the Sacrifices, and is one of the few people in the ancient land of the ancestor gods.
There are no other people in the ancient temple, and the strongest one is Fan Ran, the leader of the Red Clothing Gang.
"Master Fan Gang, it only took my Beast Emperor Pavilion for one day. The Red Clothing Gang was completely finished. Why don't you surrender? You can still save your life! As the Red Clothing High Priest, you are also a rare sacrificial talent in the ancient land of our ancestor god. It would be a pity to kill you, and it also made this ancient temple covered with unlucky blood. If you surrender voluntarily, I will spare you a way out. How about?"
Gu Xinyue looked at Fan Ran, the leader of the Red Clothing Gang on the altar and chuckled faintly.
"The Lord Gu Pavilion was willing to give up the position of the Lord of Yin Imperial City and came to steal the ancient temple of my Red Clothing Gang. I lost this courage and had nothing to say! But I don't understand that the monthly taxes in Yin Imperial City are a huge amount of income. Just a Yin Imperial City is enough to support me as a huge Red Clothing Gang. However, the ancient temple is not very useful and has little income. The Beast Emperor Pavilion actually gave up the fat piece of the Lord of Yin Imperial City and instead took over my ancient temple."
Fan Ran said in hatred.
Of course he couldn't figure it out.
Once you get the position of the city lord, you can easily support a large group of gangs. Any major force in the ancient land of the ancestral god would be fighting for the lord of Yinhuang City, and I am afraid that you would not easily make the decision to give up the city lord.
Even if it was the largest force of the Beast Emperor Pavilion, if it weren't for her eagerness to find the bloodline of Fengzu, she would have broken through to the realm of the Martial King, if it weren't for Ye Fan, the almost legendary Holy Spirit High Priest, I was afraid that the Beast Emperor Pavilion would not have abandoned Yin Imperial City and took the ancient temple.
"It's useless to say more. Gangmaster Fan can think about it? Is it a war or a surrender?"
Gu Xinyue didn't have the time to explain to Fan Ran, and her beautiful eyes became more and more cold and frosty.
"If you want this leader to surrender, you will step over the body of this leader! Either you die or I die. Let me learn how strong the Lord of the Beast Emperor Pavilion, the strongest in the ancient land of the Ancestral God, is!"
Fan Ran was crazy. He worked hard to run the Red Clothing Gang for 40 or 50 years, and finally established a huge force and occupied the ancient temple of the ancient ancestral god. How could he be willing to give in to him like this?
He has spent his whole life here and it is impossible for him to make a comeback. His talent and strength are among the few strong men in the ancient land of the ancestor god, and he is definitely not an ordinary person.
"Come on! This gang leader and you are both burning!"
Fan Ran was furious and the powerful aura of the King of Martial Arts suddenly burst out. A high priest's staff in his hand burst out with dazzling red light. This dazzling red light slowly rose like a red sun.
Ye Fan couldn't help but look trembling, and he was ready to release the beast ring and let the mammoth beast king Dahui come out to fight. With the current strength of the Beast King in the late stage, he could completely kill Fan Ran.
At this time, Gu Xinyue moved.
Her beautiful face was as quiet as before, with a hint of contempt and pride, and she took a step forward without fear. Her momentum also surged with it.
Can she face King Wu?
Ye Fan couldn't help but feel moved, thinking of the bloodline of the Zifeng clan she cared for.
He had never seen a high-level bloodline attack before, and all he met were ordinary martial artists or low-level bloodlines. As the supreme bloodline of the winged beast clan, the strong combat power was beyond the imagination of ordinary bloodlines.
Even if an ordinary bloodline Marquis like him reaches the peak of the third-level Ice Wind and Thunder, he can barely fight with King Wu for a few moves.
Although Gu Xinyue is a Marquis of Wu, she possesses the supreme bloodline inheritance, and is afraid that she will not be inferior to his current combat power, and may even be even stronger.
Ye Fan stopped immediately and couldn't help but look forward to it.
"The body of the purple phoenix!"
Gu Xinyue vomited lightly, and mutations began to appear on her face.
On her beautiful face, there were exquisite phoenix lanterns, with crystal and holy luster floating on it, and it was shiny and beautiful.
blow!
Her back suddenly had huge and extremely gorgeous purple phoenix wings, and the light was as dazzling as a miracle. It swayed slowly, and every time it was blown, it was like a purple stream of light passing by, containing the powerful power of the Holy Spirit.
The power of Gu Xinyue's body changed drastically in an instant, like a noble phoenix. The king of all beasts came, and the power of the king enveloped the entire Thousand-foot Ancient Temple.
Even the entire ancient sacred mountain was shaking slightly, as if he was happy for the emergence of the Phoenix clan lineage.
This sacred mountain is the birthplace of Fengzu, the real sacred mountain of the Fengzu clan, and the ancestral place where Fengzu clan was born and grown. The powerful sacred aura of Fengzu remained on the sacred mountain. Although it was suppressed by the ancient sacred temple built by Emperor Yin, it has never been extinguished.
For many years, no descendants of the Phoenix Clan have arrived in this ancient sacred mountain.
The ancient sacred mountain is sleeping quietly, waiting quietly for the return of the bloodline of the phoenix clan.
Even though Gu Xinyue is just a "chubby phoenix" with a Marquis level cultivation level, although her bloodline power is already very thin, the purest phoenix blood is still flowing through her body.
The ancient sacred mountain will still recognize and accept her power, thus giving her the power of the ancient sacred mountain and obtaining the protection of the sacred mountain. Unless there is a powerful ancestral god-level power that overwhelms the ancient sacred mountain, it will be difficult to shake her at all.
A mere King of Martial Arts could not compete with this power of heaven and earth.
"She has inspired the power of the ancient sacred mountain!"
Ye Fan's face changed slightly, and his expression moved.
Suddenly I understood why Gu Xinyue dared to break into this ancient temple alone.
He originally thought that he needed to deal with the Red-clothed Gang members in the temple by himself, but it seemed that he was wrong.
Even if he didn't need his help, her purple phoenix bloodline power would be unimaginable on this ancient sacred mountain. She knew this ancient sacred mountain very well and had long been confident.
In other places, it must be very difficult for her to compete with King Wu. But here, it is probably easy to activate the power of the sacred mountain.
"I still know too little about her. It seems that she can hold the position of the Lord of the Beast Emperor Pavilion, which is not as simple as the two elders' support. With her mind and her perfect use of external power, it is difficult for many people to compete with her."
Ye Fan said intimately.
If he had been fighting Gu Xinyue rashly on this ancient sacred mountain, he would have been defeated.
Fan Ran had already burst out his power as the King of Martial Arts, and at the tip of his staff, he transformed into a ball of red flames as fierce as the scorching sun.
But this power of King Wu, in front of the power of the Phoenix clan displayed by Gu Xinyue, was wrapped in the divine power of the ancient sacred mountain, and seemed insignificant and ridiculous.
"The body of the purple phoenix... no, the bloodline of the phoenix clan! You are actually the Zihuang Sect!"
Fan Ran's whole body was trembling under the power of divine power, and he was stunned and unbelievable.
Everyone in the ancient land of the Ancestral God knows that the owner of the Beast Emperor Pavilion is mysterious and powerful. It is said that the origin is extraordinary, but no one has ever seen her show her strength with his own eyes. Today, the leader of the Red Gang finally saw it, but it was too late.
Just as he knew he was about to die, he was extremely frightened and waved his staff to Gu Xinyue, trying to bombard the red ball of light.
"You can go now!"
Gu Xinyue's eyes were slightly closed, her red lips opened slightly, she raised her beautiful jade palm, and her middle finger bounced.
"blow!"
In an instant, a purple divine light burst out from her beautiful fingertips, piercing through the void, as if a purple mark was drawn in the air.
An irresistible force instantly destroyed Fan Ran's armor and the body of the Martial King, and a blood hole burst out from his chest.
Fan Ran knelt down on the ground with a "thump" sound, opening his mouth to say something, but finally lowered his head. The leader of the Red Clothing Gang, King Wu and the Red Clothing High Priest, one of the most powerful people in the ancient land of the Ancestral God, could not resist a single move when facing the Lord of the Beast Emperor Pavilion.
"Master! Give up your life!"
"We are willing to serve the Pavilion Master, so don't kill us!"
More than a dozen low-level priests from the Red Clothing Gang were all frightened, with pale and terrified faces, and bowed to the ground and kowtowed desperately.
Fan Ran's powerful red flame light ball lost control and suddenly exploded, instantly swallowing hundreds of feet of space around the altar, swallowing Fan Ran's body and the priests.
A gust of flames caused by an explosion whistled through the ancient temple and it took a long time to calm down.
Gu Xinyue's beautiful eyes were quiet, and she stood there wearing a purple jade carved phoenix mask, still moving.
The phoenix wings on her face and the purple phoenix wings behind her had already been restrained, and disappeared as the purple light shot out.
I don’t know what material this ancient temple was made of. It was extremely hard, and there was no loss under the power of such a Martial King’s light ball explosion.
Chapter completed!