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At this moment, the few of them were looking into the distance from the summit of the mountain.
The grey, turbid air that floated in the air gave people a feeling of being suffocated in the wilderness.
Ye Fan raised his hand slightly, and the turbid Qi in his palm formed a ball of Qi.
Surprisingly, it was a mini version of the scene in the center of the Sky Falling Pit.
Everyone's expression slightly changed as they looked at him in puzzlement.
"Master, what are you doing?" The little white fox asked softly.
"I can feel where this spiritual energy is coming from, and I can also restore the scene there." The corner of Ye Fan's mouth raised slightly, and with a grab, the ball of gas quickly dissipated.
Moments later, his face sank as he coldly gazed at the empty space behind him.
"Master, what's wrong?"
"Someone's coming!" Ye Fan said indifferently.
Everyone looked up. There was clearly nothing there!
However, after a short moment, beams of light came flying over.
It was clear that the light had also noticed them. It did not move away as it charged towards them.
"They came with ill intentions!" Chen Wenze said.
After a while, the light floated a few hundred meters away and coldly looked at them.
The person leading the way was wearing a python robe. It was impressively the ninth prince. Behind him, there were also five or six late stage of Soul Formation experts.
Chen Wenze took a step forward, and said. "Old Nine, the Primal Chaos Orb is not something that you can get your hands on."
"What a joke!" If Seventh Brother obtains it, why can't I get it? " The ninth prince sneered.
"Cut the crap. Either you scram now or I'll kill you!" Ye Fan shouted.
Arrogant!
"Humph!" Who do you think you are? Is it your turn to speak? " The ninth prince said.
"How dare you!"
Ye Fan took a step into the air and shouted, "A bunch of trash actually dare to hoot in front of this sovereign?"
"Brat, this prince will make you regret making the first move!" At the Ninth Prince's command, a powerhouse in late stage of Soul Formation behind him immediately shot out.
The expert's expression was sinister, his fist punched out towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan did not move at all!
Could it be that this kid was scared silly by him? This way, he would be able to throw this silly kid back and give the ninth prince a lot of face.
As he killed his way into the three meter radius, the Ranker suddenly saw Ye Fan's strange smile!
Not good!
"Hehe!" You are too slow, you are not qualified! "
Ye Fan laughed coldly, his figure turned into a blur as he slapped the expert in the face.
Pa ~
Clear and loud!
A huge wave of energy sent that expert flying several hundred meters away before crashing down.
F * ck me!
Stunned!
He was completely dumbfounded.
"How is this possible?" The ninth prince took two steps back and slapped his men until they fainted.
That was a super strong late stage of Soul Formation expert!
Let alone him, even Chen Wenze and the others were at a loss.
Isn't this too overbearing?
Ye Fan retracted his hand, and said haughtily: "This is what you chose yourself. Do you all want to go up together, or one by one?"
Gulp ~
Those people swallowed their saliva and rushed forward without a second thought.
However, Little White Fox and the other seven to eight late stage of Soul Formation experts also instantly rose into the air, surrounding those few people as they madly started beating them up.
The ninth prince felt a burst of frustration in his heart. Damn it, the power he nurtured had actually fallen into the pit?
Without thinking too much, he immediately shot backwards and fled.
"Flee?" With your level of intelligence, how could you escape? "
BOOM ~ A bolt of lightning followed the ninth prince like a talisman.