"Not bad, but there is no need now. I guess the depths of the ghost realm are very messy now, and we should disperse. I am too conspicuous. It is very dangerous for you to follow me. Everyone, say goodbye!"

Chen Fan, Nan Tong and others talked about it, and then left here.

Since there are a group of people who can recognize him, there will be a second group, and it will be convenient for Chen Fan to act alone.

"Oh, it's a pity that we are weak and can't help him. We can't walk with Chen Fan!"

"Chen Fan is a US dollar baby, and there are many people who want to kill him!"

"Don't worry, everyone has their own luck. I don't think anything will happen. You have seen it just now. His strength is so strong that it is not something that ordinary people can kill. Those who want to kill him are mostly sent to death."

Nan Tong's eyes were shining with red light at this moment, looking at the direction where Chen Fan escaped.

"What did Nantong say? Have you seen something?"

"Haha, what I can see is nothing more than human luck."

While Nan Tong was speaking, he thought to himself that people with such strong luck could not be easily killed. Then this luck was merely demonstrated.

"By the way, Brother Nantong, what did you see in Chen Fan? How many times did you look horrified in your eyes but didn't say it clearly. Now that Chen Fan is gone, you might as well tell us."

The young man with big sword suddenly remembered and asked curiously.

Looking at the few people, Nan Tong shook her head and finally said:

"You also know that my eyes are for luck. When strangers come, they open it and take a look. I also looked at Chen Fan when he came. However, when he saw this, the circle below him was centered on him, all of them were dazzling red light, and he himself had a purple light column soaring into the sky, as if connecting the heaven and earth.

Beside him, I opened my eyes and saw nothing, only the strong aura emitted from him!"

"How is it possible? Can a person's luck be that strong? You have said before that our luck can only be seen. Chen Fan's radius is filled with his luck for several miles. How can this be achieved?"

The young man with the big sword and the other people were completely stunned.

"That's right, the luck of ordinary people is just a faint light. If it is a little weak, it can be ignored directly. Chen Fan's luck is the first of all people I have ever seen in Nantong. It is recorded that our Nan family's inherited pupil technique has a record. People who can have a trace of purple energy on their bodies are noble people in this life, and it is normal for them to be brilliant and prosperous.

But someone like Chen Fan, who was as purple as Optimus Prime, and who was filled with red lights for several miles must be the future big shot..."

When Nan Tong said this, he didn't say anything more. He could have imagined that Chen Fan would definitely not be a mortal in the future.

"Brother Nantong means that it is possible for this person to become an immortal or a god in the future?"

The young man with big sword said in horror.

"Although I'm not sure, it is possible based on the written records of our ancestors."

Nan Tong continued, "Also, you know that Chen Tai, the first genius of our Soul Palace Sect Mansion, is that he is no more than thirty years old, and he is already at the realm of transformation of gods. Although my luck is also full of purple aura, if compared with Brother Chen, it is like this firefly and Haoyue. I believe you can understand it even if you say this."

"In this way, have we met big shots? Or will we meet the big shots of the future?"

A trace of cold sweat broke out on the young man with big sword.

"Yes, this person will definitely be extraordinary in the future. While his strength is now low, we will be close to him. Maybe we can get involved in his luck in the future and go further on the road of cultivation."

"Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future. It would be fine if this person practiced alone in the future. If Chen Fan builds his own power in the future, then that will be the time for us to surrender.

Okay, let’s not worry about it anymore. Let’s kill the ghost soldiers first and try to improve their strength. Fortunately, we won’t lose too much Chen Fan in the future.”

A smile appeared on the corner of Nantong's mouth, and she was excited all over, and most of the other people were like this.

They had a vague premonition that as long as they grasped Chen Fan's straw, they would not be so ordinary in the future.

At this moment, Chen Fan was approaching the depths of the Ghost Realm, but after he got closer, he met many disciples of other sects, and even many people from the Eastern Realm.

Many forces in the Star Continent are everywhere here, with many figures, flying in the sky and under, many of them are flying swords, gourd magic weapons, or mountain and river paintings flying in the sky, at a very fast speed.

Some are in groups, some are in groups of three or three, and some are in action alone.

Among them, Chen Fan even saw Chen Tai from the Soul Palace Sect Mansion, and led a group of people to the depths of the Ghost Realm. There were too many people, and Chen Tai did not notice Chen Fan.

In addition, there was also a distant corner where a ray of light was sprayed all over his body, handsome and slender, holding a folding fan, and was also there, followed by a group of disciples, wherever he passed, there was a ray of light.

Moreover, Jun Niansheng seemed to be discussing poetry and articles with people on the way, and his smiling face seemed to not take this journey to the ghost realm seriously. Even though he saw some ghosts, he waved his fan and the word "kill" appeared in the void. The word "kill" spread and swept across the ghost realm.

It's extremely powerful!

Chen Fan even saw the people from the Jiang family. A large group of people from the Jiang family were in the distance. Chen Fan did not go there, and they did not find Chen Fan, but Chen Fan felt the threat. The people from the Jiang family were his mortal enemies. It would be better not to meet them, otherwise it would be a little trouble.

In addition to the people of the Jiang family, many men and women of Luohua Palace were also flying around.

However, Chen Fan was watching here, and suddenly, a figure appeared in the depths of the void.

This figure is a white shadow, a handsome young man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and is flying. However, when passing by Chen Fan, the young man suddenly frowned. This person is a master at the peak of God Transformation.

Unlike ordinary god-turning, he is a genius who turns into god-turning. If an ordinary genius wants to challenge him more than he wants, he is seeking death!

Even Chen Fan is difficult to show his genius' ability to challenge beyond the level in front of this person.

Moreover, this person recognized Chen Fan and his eyes narrowed slightly. As the deputy leader of the Emperor's Corps, he naturally knew that many masters in the Emperor's Corps were killed by a man named Chen Fan. How could he let him go?

die!

brush!

One, a vague sword energy, flew down from the depths of the sky.

This sword energy is not conspicuous, but it contains the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods. It seems that the ends of the world are about to cut its throat, block the power of mountains, rivers and earth, and even contains a trace of spatial rules. As soon as it was still far away, it instantly came to Chen Fan's neck. Chen Fan burst into a cold sweat!

I felt a chill of my throat, and I felt the illusion of being cut, and I felt the threat for the first time.
Chapter completed!