All Heavens: Starting from Traveling Through Song Qingshu

Chapter 323 Smash space with one palm!
"Are you accepting employment?"

"Take it!" Song Xuan said with a smile: "Bodyguards, escorts, escorts, and killings, as long as you can afford the chips, there are many strong people in my fairy alliance who are willing to take action."

Ye Fan pondered for a while, and tentatively said: "Then, if I kill a saint, I wonder if your Xianmeng will accept this task?"

"That depends on how much bargaining chip you can afford. At least, it must be an item of the value of a complete holy soldier!"

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, estimated the value of the various treasures and resources on his body, and suddenly felt confident. Hiring a strong man from the Immortal Alliance to kill a saint seems to be affordable.

Seeing that Ye Fan was still hesitating, Song Xuan continued: "Well, as the first customer on this planet, I can give you a discount.

Aren't you going to kill someone next?Let's follow along, we can help fight enemies below saints for free without charge, and those above saints need a treasure worth the value of a holy soldier, how about it? "

"Yes!" This time, Ye Fan nodded in agreement without much hesitation.

Free thugs, don't use them for nothing, don't care about whether there will be any hidden dangers in the future, but the benefits now can be discussed first.

Otherwise, if he refuses, the leader of the fairy alliance, and then goes to his enemy to make business contacts, isn't he the one who is unlucky?
After the business was negotiated and the cooperation was reached, several people entered the dilapidated ancient teleportation array and teleported towards Nanling.

Nanling is full of lofty mountains and ridges everywhere. Wild animals and birds are rampant. There are many ancient lands. There are many miasma in the mountains, and there are many primitive tribes.

Ye Fan's friend Dongfangye's tribe is in an ancient mountain range. At this time, the enemy is approaching, and the murderous intent is endless. A large number of masters from the Northern Region Wang family have come to surround this place.

In the sky, dark clouds rolled, war drums shook the sky, flags fluttered, ancient chariots rumbled, crushed the sky, coldly shone on the iron clothes, and I don't know how many strong men came.

This is a very small tribe, living in seclusion in the primitive mountains, originally peaceful with the world, but today it is facing catastrophe.

An old man flew up from the mountain and came to the mid-air. He was very thin and dry, his clothes were patched, his clothes were very simple, his white hair was messy, and he said, "Who are you, why did you come to attack our department?"

"It's just a group of uncivilized primitive people. I'm too lazy to tell you more. Today, there will be no one left. If you destroy your entire family, no one will leave alive."

In the air, a huge silver warship shone with a cold metallic luster, exuding a menacing aura, and a middle-aged man on it was indifferent and conceited.

After he finished speaking, he punched down, with boundless domineering arrogance and divine light piercing the sun, like a mountain pressing down.

The forest collapsed, and a fist manifested, hitting the old man directly, without allowing him to dodge at all, he was broken on the spot, blood stained the sky, and fell into the ancient village below.

"Uncle Six!" A mournful cry came from the ancient village, and a group of people were extremely angry.

The next moment, high in the sky, on the warships, strong men began to attack one after another. In the ancient village, many strong men who rushed out to stop were killed one by one, and the whole village was filled with blood.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt came from far away, and then a roar sounded like ten thousand thunders at the same time, "The people of Beiyuan Wang's family die to me!"

The sound was so terrifying that it shattered a mountain range, and a figure rushed towards him with golden blood all over the sky, reaching the extreme.

"boom!"

In the sky, a big golden foot crushed a warship of the Wang family at once, and then a big golden hand reached down, like grabbing a chicken, pinching the strong survivor after the warship collapsed with one hand. neck, lifted him up to the sky, and then squeezed him suddenly.

With a bang, blood mist filled the sky.

Ye Fan was furious, golden blood was surging all over his body, and it came in a blink of an eye. Looking from a distance, it was a vast expanse, submerging it like a sea.

The golden blood in his body was overwhelming, and then the big golden hand wheel moved like a millstone and smashed down towards another warship in the sky.

"Crack!"

In the sky, there was a broken sound.

Cover the sky with one hand!

It was as if the ancient demon of ten thousand years had escaped from the barren land, with a murderous aura, that huge slap slapped heavily on the warship, and the fragments of the hull collapsed in all directions with monstrous rays of light.

This sudden scene shocked everyone in the Wang family. Soon, someone recognized Ye Fan's identity and panicked immediately.

"Quickly retreat, retreat all, break through immediately, rush out and tell the tribe that the Eucharist is back!" A powerful man on a golden warship gave the order to die.

Seeing that these people were about to escape, Ye Fan began to activate his supernatural powers, and a shadow of a god and demon emerged behind him, standing there, exactly like him, overwhelming the world.

Just before the demon was about to make a move, Song Xuan took the lead.

I saw him pat lightly in the void very casually.

Click!

The battleships and everyone in the Wang family in the void suddenly froze in place, and then there was a bang, like mirrors shattered one by one, crackling and shattering, floating in the void.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, looking at the dead members of the Wang family above the ancient village, he put away his magical powers, and then looked at Song Xuan in amazement.

"You just smashed the space?"

Song Xuan smiled indifferently: "It's just a way of using the law of space. It's not very useful against the strong, but it's still very useful against those with weaker cultivation."

Ye Fan nodded, but did not continue to ask.

But I basically have a judgment in my heart, just based on this person's hand, it is at least the existence of a saint series!

I really didn't expect that I accidentally hired a saint-level existence!

I just don't know how many powerful beings like Song Xuan are in the mysterious fairy alliance. If there is more than one, then this powerful person is a bit outrageous.

Many people from the Wang family killed many people in the ancient village, there were corpses everywhere, and the cries of children were everywhere.

Ye Fan couldn't bear it, so he went down to communicate with the surviving elders in the village to comfort him.

On Song Xuan's side, he was communicating with Lu Xueqi and the others.

"Husband, are you trying to win Ye Fan, the son of luck?"

"Yes, Ye Fan has great potential in the future, and he is exactly the kind of talent my Xianmeng needs!"

"It's not easy to win over a person with such great luck. It would be easier to win him over in the early stages of his cultivation. Now that his cultivation base is only one step away from the Immortal Three Slashing Dao Realm, it's not easy to win over!"

"It's okay, trust is accumulated little by little."

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky, looking at the sky.

The moment he saw Ye Fan, he had an idea in his heart.

He plans to build the Immortal Alliance into a superpower that spans the universe and even across the multiverse, recruits endless powerhouses from the heavens, and gathers endless resources from the heavens to cultivate.

If you want to use your strength to prove the way to the end, it is not enough to rely on the resources of the universe alone!
(End of this chapter)