The Golden Battlefield flew through the air and arrived before Herb Mountain. The chariot was simple and unadorned, but it gave off a dazzling golden light. A murderous aura formed around it. It was unknown how many battles it had experienced and how many enemies it had killed.
Looking at the battlefield, the crowd looked at each other. Four beautiful girls stood around the battlefield, reflecting the brilliance of the chariot.
"The Golden Chariot!"
"It's Mister Zhe!" a young man on a peak surrounded by Herb Mountain said, looking at the Golden Chariot.
Seeing the chariot facing the Demon God, someone could not help but ask, "What is Mister Zhe doing?"
For a moment, many people looked at the battlefield with serious expressions. Even Mo Qingyu and Jun Hanwu looked at it seriously, not for any other reason, but because the owner of the Golden Chariot was extraordinary. He was Mister Zhe, ranked 19th on the Green Sky Roll!
Looking at the Golden Chariot, Lo Fan glanced at it. Although he did not care, his eyes were cold.
"Demon God, my master wants you to come over for a chat!" a girl around 17 or 18 years old beside the chariot said to Lo Fan.
Lo Fan was indifferent. Below, You Lingshi suddenly rose into the air and stood next to Lo Fan. She immediately scolded, "Dog slave, how dare you disrespect the Demon God!"
Clang!
As soon as You Lingshi finished speaking, she waved her sword. Sword qi soared through the sky and slashed towards the young woman. In an instant, everyone was in an uproar. The sword qi was extremely swift and fierce, and it instantly shocked the bystanders. Even Mo Qingyu was surprised.
You Lingshi was ranked 57th on the Green Sky Roll. Although she was not bad, she was not worthy of the attention of the Goddess of the North. However, Mo Qingyu was surprised when she saw You Lingshi's sword. She couldn't help but look at Luo Fan deeply.
Hmph!
The Sword Qi cut through, and the girl's expression changed. Even if she was not bad, how could she compare to You Lingshi? But at this moment, the Golden Chariot suddenly shone with golden light and collapsed the moment the Sword Qi approached.
Buzz!
A soft sound echoed. Many people looked over. The Golden Chariot rolled forward, and an arrogant voice came from within.
"Heh, I haven't seen you for so many years, but the Demon God is still so overbearing. Even a servant is so impudent. I just wanted to invite the Demon God for a chat, that's all!" A voice slowly came from the war chariot. It seemed to be chuckling and was extremely arrogant.
You Lingshi's expression froze. Everyone looked at each other. Only Lo Fan stood there quietly, his white robe fluttering in the wind.
He slowly turned around and looked at the chariot. "Invite me for a chat?
Do you have the right to invite me? "
Hmm?
You Lingshi turned to look at Lo Fan. There seemed to be some energy waves coming from the golden chariot, but they soon calmed down. After a while, the voice sounded again.
"As expected of a Demon God. You didn't die back then, but you're still so unruly and unruly." His words carried a hint of arrogance, as if he was mocking them.
Lo Fan didn't smile. His expression remained cold the entire time. "You didn't die back then, did you?"
"This …"
The two of them had only exchanged a few words, but they were already at each other's throats. On the mountains, the spectators felt their hearts palpitate. Someone did not understand and could not help but ask, "Does Young Master Zhe have a grudge against the Demonic God?
Why are they at each other's throats? "
"You don't know?"
"Young Master Zhe and Qing Xiao formed an alliance. In the last battle of the trial back then, he attacked the Demonic God and was severely injured by the Demonic God. He almost lost his cultivation …"
"I see!"
Many people couldn't help but nod in understanding.
In the golden chariot, Young Master Zhe did not show his face. He sat in the chariot, but his attitude was different. He did not take Lo Fan seriously at all.
After a moment of silence, Young Master Zhe smiled. "The Demonic God is sharp, but I'm not here to argue with you today. I wonder if you saw the Fruit of Fortune in Herb Mountain?"
Hmm?
This question stunned everyone. They did not understand what he meant. Lo Fan stepped into the air, his white robe fluttering. "I saw it!"
"Did the Demonic God pick it?"
"I did!"
"As expected of the Demonic God. Your methods are extraordinary!"
Young Master Zhe said with a smile. The more people listened, the more confused they became. He continued, "Since the Demonic God has already picked it, then please take one out!"
Hearing this, the crowd swallowed and looked at the golden chariot in surprise. These words did not seem like much, but to the Demonic God, what kind of arrogance and confidence did he have?
Everyone thought that after hearing Young Master Zhe's words, the Demonic God would attack in anger. However, he did not seem to care and said, "There are more on the mountain. If you want to pick it yourself!"
"Of course I know there are more on the mountain."
"Heh." Lo Fan did not respond. Jun Hanwu laughed.
Young Master Zhe continued, "Since the Demonic God is unwilling, I will not take it by force. Please go to the Herb Mountain again and pick one for me!"
Hiss!
As soon as he said this, the crowd gasped. This was a blatant provocation. He was ordering the Demonic God around. Even though Young Master Zhe was ranked 19th on the Azure Sky Roll and was extraordinary, the Demonic God was first on the Azure Sky Roll. How many people could compare to him?
Seeing Young Master Zhe's actions, Mo Qingyu could not help but frown. You Lingshi's expression changed. Although she had not known Lo Fan for long, she realized that Lo Fan was not as violent and bloodthirsty as the rumors said. Instead, she was convinced.
In front of them was a thousand miles of mountain range. Blood dyed the blue sky, and the crimson light dyed the surroundings. Lo Fan stood there as the mountain wind blew, causing his white robe to flutter. His azure-gold mask seemed to be covered with a layer of cold light.
"Ning Zhe, is it your clone or your original body that came this time?"
"What?"
Just as everyone's hearts were palpitating, thinking that the Demonic God was going to be angry, he suddenly asked such a question calmly.
"Hmm?"
For a moment, even Young Master Zhe was stunned. He said, "Since I came in this golden chariot, it's naturally my original body. What do you think?"
"That's good!" Lo Fan nodded and said, "Saves me trouble in the future!"
For some reason, when they heard this, some people did not understand, but others were still confused.
"What do you mean?" someone asked.
Lo Fan looked on, his eyes blank. Inside the golden chariot, Ning Zhe's body fluctuated, and his voice became low. "Demonic God, you …"
Before he could finish speaking, Luo Fan stood there with his white robes fluttering, and a layer of blood-red radiance enveloped him. In an instant, a terrifying wave came from the surroundings, and beams of blood-red light enveloped Luo Fan's body. Under the greenish-gold mask, his eyes turned frosty.
"It seems that killing the demon son's three clones would have been less troublesome, but it seems that it was useless. Oh well, since Qing Xiao wants you to test him, then I'll fulfill his wish!"
Hmm?
Hearing the Demonic God's words, everyone was stunned. But in the next moment, before anyone could react, a patch of crimson covered the surroundings, as if it had merged with the crimson sky. Under everyone's gaze, the Demonic God flew across the sky, and between his white robe, Lo Fan's floating hand directly slapped the golden chariot!
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I won't tell you the reason. I've tried my best!
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