Chapter 650

"What are you talking about?"

Wukong looked at the dragon head of the Golden Dragon King behind him and said, "someone has invaded the third floor?"

The Dragon King nodded again and again: "yes, saints, subordinates dare not hide!"

God's rebellion and the leader of Tongtian cult were immediately moved by the wind.

"How brave! Your majesty has come back. There are metal wastes invading the temple!"

Fearing that it was not chaotic enough, shenni opened his mouth and said nonsense:

"Go, you must destroy it, or your majesty will blame us for not protecting the cast temple when he sees such a scene!"

Nu Wa sage was speechless. Her eyes were flexible and thinking constantly.

"Maybe it was brought in by the emperor?"

He glanced at the twelve ancestral witches and others, and immediately said these words, which was pressed in his heart and did not say.

Emperor Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin were in a rage and shouted one by one: "don't rob us. No one can compare our physical combat power!"

"Hum!" the Eastern Emperor looked at these bandit like guys and looked unhappy.

Although the body of the demon family is strong, it is not as strong as the witch family.

In addition, no power can be used in the temple. If the metal giant really invades, it really depends on the ancestral witch.

Only Hongjun looked calm. He looked at the people who rushed up the third floor in a hurry, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

He settled down and followed slowly.

If what he expected was right, it must be Ye Fan's masterpiece.

Otherwise, without his permission, no one on the third floor can go in. It must be the same as the appearance of Bai Feng last time.

"I just don't know who Taoist Ye Fan fished out this time!"

He had a little expectation in his heart.

On the first floor, a group of great Luo Jinxian, who were stunned, looked at each other.

"It's really scary!"

"Shut up and don't kill you!"

"Can we understand the means of saints?"

……

In the third floor of the cast temple, the rich blood fog is more red under the light.

"Shua!"

Wukong and others appeared here. A thrilling red light appeared in their eyes and looked at the Yuanchen tripod.

"Where are the people?"

"If you have seen a saint, people are inside!"

Bai Feng looked slightly stunned. Seeing so many saints rushing up, she immediately said, "did they misunderstand something?"

When ye fan heard the speech, he looked at Bai Feng strangely and said, "it seems that the last time you appeared, it was the same scene!"

"Hmm? Why don't I know?"

Bai Feng didn't admit it.

"Nonsense, your spirits were damaged at that time. How can you know?"

Ye Fan shook his head, then Shua appeared and said, "don't panic, everyone!"

"Ah, it's your honor. I'll see you later!"

When the saints saluted, Hongjun, who was in front, asked with a look of inquiry in his eyes, "Taoist Ye Fan, what was the result of this trip?"

Concerning the safety of the famine, it's nonsense to say that he is not in a hurry.

"This trip went well!"

As soon as the saints heard this, their eyes burst into a divine light, and they said to the sky, "I don't know if your excellency can tell us what the scene is in the great world of life? It will also open our eyes."

People's eyes were full of curiosity.

Ye Fan nodded and then said, "the world of life is full of..."

After hearing Ye Fan's explanation, the saints looked shocked.

"There are hundreds of black giants!"

Only those golden metal giants can give them enough headache. Unexpectedly, the existence in the great world of life did not come out.

There is also a small part in chaos.

Hearing the startled place, the people sucked cold air one after another.

"Lord of death?"

What did they hear? Not only the life world, but also the Lord of the death world appeared.

"Just lose!"

"Dare you ask, sir, what is the strength of the Lord of the great world of life?"

Ye Fan glanced at Zhu Sheng's way: "Hongmeng Saint high level!"

When the needle was dropped in the hall, only the sound of blood churning was constantly ringing.

"Hongmeng sage?" even Hongjun couldn't bear it this time.

Bai Feng added: "No. 0 Pangu, the top ten Pangu in one hit sequence, their strength is in Hongmeng saints. Therefore, it can be imagined what will happen if they all appear in chaos!"

The saints were silent for a moment, and they felt a powerlessness.

Seeing this, Bai Feng said again, "but it's not like this. It's not my opponent with Ye Fan Daoyou!"

"Taoist Ye Fan's strength is amazing. We admire him!"

Hongjun Daozu and other saints worshipped Ye Fan again, with incomparable respect.

They also know that there are definitely more dangerous places than those, but ye fan and others didn't say it.

People are sometimes amazed and sometimes nervous. It's not that ye fan and others reproduce the scene at that time. If it is manifest, I'm afraid he can be stunned!

"Ye Fan, Taoist friend, who is in the source dust tripod?"

"Guess!"

Baifeng's evil taste makes Hongjun and others cry and laugh.

They are already Hongmeng saints. They like to tease them.

Boom!

The huge blood color vortex was formed in the source dust tripod, and the evolving existence was forced out.

"Well, what happened?"

"Why does this always happen to me?"

"It was like this last time. I returned the mark. I didn't expect it this time!"

There was a guy whose face was full of ignorance. He stared at the source dust tripod with blood waves and wanted to cry without tears.

"That's bad luck for you!"

A purple light burst out in the eyes of the leader of Tongtian cult. Staring at the huge vortex, he analyzed and said: "such a strong, it must be the existence of the level of chaotic saints!"

"Which demon God should it be?" Wukong said first.

"Are there any other chaotic saints besides that?"

"Maybe who died was resurrected by Ye Fan?"

"It's impossible. Didn't you hear what the Dragon King said? It's gold itself, that is to say, he was really a metal giant before!"

"It makes me so unpredictable!"

Hongjun quietly looked at the sea of blood and didn't speak.

"Hey, hey, wait and see!"

Bai Feng smiled. It was really difficult to guess the existence of Xing Tian. No one would have thought that a head had reached the realm of a chaotic saint.

What is even more outrageous is that he somehow entered the great world of life.

"Boom!"

The blood light suddenly appeared. Xing Tian, who was in the source dust tripod, suddenly found that the golden liquid in his body was exchanging with blood.

Buzz!

"Ding, take two stamps!"

A systematic prompt sounded in Xingtian's mind.

He was slightly stunned and stunned for a moment: "do you want to mark?"

In the world of life, the mark can define one's life and death.

"If I lose two marks, will I die?"

Xing Tian's heart is full of worry. After all, the three marks correspond to different energy forms.