Chapter 3618 No Comment

The golden mask disappeared in front of Ye Fan.

"Successful?"

Ye Fan was overjoyed, but suddenly fell into an ice cave again!

That golden mask actually appeared on top of his head again! ?

Because the rules of space are under Wushuang interference, it should be impossible to use space teleportation skills.

That means, facing the sword just now, he can only avoid it by moving.

The speed at which Taichu sprayed the sword intent just now, let Ye Fan dodge by himself, and he thought he couldn't dodge it.

Unless it is predicted in advance!

Or... time! The opponent has the power to control time! ?

And it's not a low-level power of time, but a power of time that surpasses the primordial, chaotic level!

Not allowing Ye Fan to attack again, the golden mask has already manipulated a torrent of chaotic liquid to completely sweep Ye Fan away!

Ye Fan was already in pain all over his body, but this unstoppable force made him suffer even more.

Can't even fight back!

I have improved so much in Jiuyuan, and finally unsealed Taichu, but I can't do anything! ?

Ye Fan was not reconciled, but facing such a strong enemy, he had to face the reality...

"Boy! What's going on?!"

Prince Gao was in a hurry, it only saw Ye Fan being beaten continuously, but he didn't know who did it.

If it wasn't for the serious damage to its vitality, it would take a long time to recover, so it really wanted to go out and have a look.

"Old Gao, what happened to Ye Fan? Who is stopping him outside?" Bai Qianluo was so anxious that he cried.

"If the old man knew, why did he get into such a hurry?" Gao said with a sullen face.

"I'll go out and have a look? Old guy, how did you get out?" Mian also felt uncomfortable.

"You?" Prince Gao said: "It's a problem for you to go out and protect yourself, what's the use?"

Mian looked helpless, and patted his head bitterly, "It's just one step away! What's this called?"

"Old Gao, save Ye Fan! I beg you!"

When Bai Qianluo thought that Ye Fan might die, his face turned pale.

"It's not that I don't save him. The damage done to me by the original chaos liquid cannot be recovered overnight."

"This is the most original power of chaos, and the old man spent more than half of his life to help him block this section."

"What's more, he has unblocked Taichu, the powerful enemy he can't face now, even if the old man goes out in full strength, it may not be of any use..."

Prince Gao lamented, "God's will, after all, I was so short of breath."

"Senior...it seems that I am going to break my promise."

Ye Fan smiled wryly, he did try his best, but no matter how hard he tried, there was a limit...

At this time, there was a slight vibration in the beginning of the hand!

Although there was no words, Ye Fan could feel the anger of Taichu!

"Are you not reconciled? No... Are you angry with me?"

Ye Fan frowned, feeling the emotions coming from the sword.

Together with Taichu, he killed countless powerful enemies and saved countless lives.

Today, Taichu finally saw him with his true face and recognized his strength.

Even for him, the name was engraved on it.

However, for the first real battle, Ye Fan thought he had tried his best, couldn't he?

In the beginning, he was naturally dissatisfied, of course he was angry!

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, "Old brother... you're right, if you die...you have to die standing up!!"

He didn't know where the strength came from, and he held Taichu with both hands again.

There is no skill at all, what Ye Fan can do now is to fight with all his strength!

"ah!!--"

Ye Fan roared angrily, putting all his eggs in one basket, injecting sword intent into Taichu!

In the beginning, it was like a raging dragon, opening its mouth to spew out scorching black and golden dragon flames!

The compressed sword intent spurted out an imposing flame like a rainbow, which also brought an unprecedented driving force!

With the help of this thrust, Ye Fan finally stopped following the tide.

Enduring the pain of being torn apart and corroded, he rushed out of the chaotic torrent!

It's done!

Ye Fan also didn't care about the golden mask, and wanted to take advantage of this primordial impetus to speed up and leave first!

No matter what he faced, he would die on the way home!

But the golden mask obviously didn't intend to let him go, another flash, and blocked Ye Fan again!

Damn it! Again! ?

Just as Ye Fan's heart was about to hit the bottom, he was suddenly startled!

A black and gray figure suddenly entered from the side of the chaotic river!

The golden mask was hit by the shadow and flew aside, failing to block Ye Fan!

In an instant, Ye Fan passed by smoothly and got rid of the golden mask!

He vaguely saw a figure that seemed to be a woman, standing opposite the golden mask.

A little familiar...Ye Fan recalled it and then remembered that it was the woman from the old Lin family! ?

If it's her... that's indeed possible! After all, not everyone can come here!

There are only a few at the Creator level!

"Doesn't this woman hate me? Could it be that Lao Lin asked her to save me?"

"It doesn't matter, let's run away first!"

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, and even hoped that there was nothing wrong with the golden mask, because...he will get back this debt sooner or later!

In the distance, an ordinary-looking, ordinary-dressed woman took a deep look at the direction Ye Fan was leaving.

Looking at Taichu who spewed out the scorching sword light, the woman was thoughtful.

"He really did it..." the woman murmured.

The golden mask seemed to know that he couldn't get rid of this woman, so he didn't chase after her anymore.

Rows of golden text flashed across the eyes of the mask.

These strange characters were constantly being revised and changed, and finally became the characters of the Hongmeng region.

A piece of information began to appear from the front of the mask...

"Manager, Creator, Chaos Race, Plane Destroyer, Emperor Race."

"The demon emperor, the dragon slayer, the destroyer of the god race, the natural disaster of the human race, the conqueror of Hongmeng, the king of all races..."

"Lord of Abyssal Demons, Guardian of Tartarus, Guardian of Purgatory Lake of Fire, Lord of Demonic Dragons..."

"A Thousand Faces, Queen of a Thousand Faces."

After reading a long list of titles, the golden mask is majestic and solemn.

"Queen of Thousand Faces, please do not interfere with this ruling."

"I've already interfered," Qianmian said flatly.

"If you want to go your own way, I will report to the temple."

Qianmian frowned slightly.

"What did that kid do wrong? At this level, you are going to alarm your adjudicators?"

"No comment."

"What he's doing, maybe it can change something, can't it?"

The golden mask was silent for a moment.

"No comment."

"I know what kind of guys you are, but the Demon Dragon Emperor is not you, not in the past, nor in the future."

"I don't know if his approach is right or not, but this kid he's looking at is walking a path that none of you have ever traveled!"

"So, as long as I'm here, he can't die today."

"You can try my devil particle, or..."

Qianmian's eyes were cold, "Get lost."

The arbiter of the golden mask hesitated for a moment.

"I will report to the temple."

After displaying this line of text, the golden mask disappeared in the river.