Chapter 3210 Regret Coming to This World

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"What is the level of strength of the Gongshu tribe?"

On the way, Ye Fan, who was silent for a long time, asked a question.

"Gongshu Shuangbi, Gongshu Yu and Gongshu Che are at the Open Heaven Realm, and both of them have comprehended Sword Intent and Saber Intent respectively."

"There is also a mysterious master, who may be from the Yuling Sect, who is also at the Open Heaven Realm."

"There are more than a dozen others in the Chaos Realm, and at least half of them are elders from the Yuling Sect and Xuanxiao Sect..."

Ye Ming looked worried: "Young Hall Master, although you have awakened the blood of the Golden Dragon, if you go to the Hanxiang Hall now, I'm afraid..."

"I have my plan".

"Yes! Ye Ming swears to follow!"

Ye Fan couldn't help smiling when he saw Ye Ming's look of "seeing death as home".

In fact, he was only worried about whether a psychic state would emerge.

After all, he needs to endure for a while now, and he can't use Wushuang Sword Intent, which will expose his identity.

Therefore, it will be more troublesome if you encounter the state of supernatural powers, especially those with magical skills.

That's why Ye Fan didn't want to go upstream too early.

Since the development of the Hongmeng Universe, there are as many divine realms as there are stars from ancient times to the present.

The most core Hongmeng will definitely not be small in number.

Even the upper eight sects are constantly recruiting gods and heaven-opening sects from the three thousand sects below.

Even if, in each pioneering battle, there will be various losses.

But in the eight gates, there are still countless spiritual realms.

Just think about any downstream martial arts, basically have their own gods and ancestors.

Three thousand schools, casually, can count tens of thousands of gods and ancestors.

This is Hongmeng Universe's confidence to dare to open up wilderness and fight in all directions, and it is also the reason why Satan chooses to admit defeat.

I can do a job with ease in the downstream, but going upstream, without the unparalleled rules, it will be difficult to mix.

One-on-one is fine, but with one against many, if you don't have emperor-level rules, you're courting death.

Ye Fan didn't want to expose himself until he was unsure about dealing with Ye Wuya.

As Long Wu said, one cannot underestimate others.

Some things, after all, take time to pile up.

Fortunately, he now has the idea of ​​Phoenix Yuanji Pill, and has some new insights, Ye Fan still has confidence in himself.

Fortunately, this Hanxiang Pavilion belongs to the Shenlong family.

To deal with these people who are less than supernatural, Ye Fan's simple use of the dragon's blood is not a big problem, and it will not arouse suspicion.

The airship has passed through five teleportations.

The outside world has become covered in silver, with snow falling thousands of miles away.

The area where Hanxiang Pavilion is located has low temperature all year round, and the population is relatively sparse in the Huansha River Basin.

After passing through several towns covered in ice and snow, all of them were covered with flags with the words "Gongshuo".

Some flags with the word "Hanxiang" drawn with dragon patterns were randomly discarded aside.

The mortals in the city, although walking on the streets, can feel a sad atmosphere.

"Master, do you still remember? Xiangyun City was not like this before, it was very lively."

"Since the war started, many mortals here have also been implicated and died."

"Many people are afraid to go out now, the Gongshu tribe has scared the people here..."

Ye Ming gritted his teeth and said.

Ye Fan naturally didn't know, so he nodded.

"Young curator, we are almost there."

"How about we sneak in from behind and see the situation before we talk?"

Ye Ming was very nervous and asked for countermeasures.

"No, just go in."

Ye Ming sighed, now that things have happened, he can only trust his own young curator who suddenly became powerful.

Ahead lay a large snow-covered plateau.

There are many blue buildings standing on it, like ice castles.

In many places, there are traces of battles, red and black blood stains everywhere, and they have not had time to be buried by the snow.

Thousands of monks from the Gongshu tribe are entrenched in the Hanxiang hall.

And on a huge platform in the middle, it is a shocking picture!

"This... this is..."

"Master! Madame!——"

Ye Ming's eyes were red, and he yelled heart-piercingly!

Dozens of icicles stood on the platform.

On the top of each icicle, there are heads poked one by one.

Men, women, young and old, there are all kinds of people, all of them are members of the Ye family!

The two tallest among them are the curator and his wife!

The miserable expression before death was still there, frozen in ice.

"Young curator...we came back late!!"

Although Ye Ming knew that bad luck was more than good, but seeing this cruel scene, he still couldn't control his emotions.

To be honest, Ye Fan didn't know these people, so there wasn't much emotional fluctuation.

But... this kind of massacre of the Shenlong clan really made him unhappy.

The battle between monks is very cruel.

You can beat people to death, no problem.

But death is dead, if you want to be so cruel, it is purely a vice.

"The challenge from the downstream sect...does it have to be so frenzied?"

"Or, is there any blood feud between Hanxiang Pavilion and the Gongshu tribe?"

Ye Fan frowned.

"The strong prey on the weak, tribes want to replace sects, massacres are not uncommon."

"But those two brothers from the Public Transport Department have lost their humanity in order to establish their prestige!"

"They know that our curator and his wife are very popular, so they must use thunderous means to stamp their own mark."

Ye Fan sneered: "It's also possible that someone asked to do this behind the scenes."

Seeing that Ye Fan didn't seem to have too strong emotional fluctuations, Ye Ming thought Ye Fan was holding back.

"Young curator, if you want to cry, just cry, you will drive yourself crazy if you hold it back."

"Anyone would be unbearable to see their parents and relatives become like this..."

Ye Fan asked, "Do I have any older sisters?"

Ye Ming looked at those icicles, and a glimmer of hope lit up in his eyes.

"There are also the fourth and sixth misses who have not left the cabinet. They are indeed not there, maybe they are still alive!"

"I'm afraid the Gongshu tribe wants to execute the three of you together and declare complete victory."

"Then let's go down."

Ye Ming gritted his teeth, "Yes!"

Inside the exquisite main hall of Hanxiang Pavilion.

The elder brother of Gongshu Shuangbi, the patriarch Gongshu Yu, is holding a jade talisman and communicating with one person.

"Master Jiang, you can marry the number one beauty in Huanshahe with peace of mind, we are safe here!"

"Do it cleanly, don't leave anything to talk about, I don't want my future wife to 'misunderstand' anything..."

"Naturally, I will definitely prepare a big gift later to congratulate Young Master Jiang on his wedding..."

At this time, a clansman ran in from outside.

"Patriarch, Elder Gong Shuqing's flying boat has returned."

"Haha, good! The final curtain call is about to begin!"

"Master Jiang, our brothers will go to Xiangyun City and gather all the tribes to come and watch the ceremony!"

"The lineage of the Ye family in the Hanxiang Pavilion will be completely cut off today!"

Jiang Chengfeng sneered: "Don't let that idiot... die too easily."

"Hey... Don't worry, he will definitely regret coming to this world..."

The communication was cut off, and Gongshu Yu glanced at Gongshu Che, who was drinking hot wine.

The two brothers got up and walked out of the hall with a group of people.

Many members of the Gongshu tribe had already gathered around the flying boat, wanting to see the famous young idiot master.