These two cultivators both had the strength of the Sky Sovereign. Even though they were quite common in the ancient times, they clearly had some background.
Ye Fan hesitated whether or not he should go over and take a look, but after careful consideration, if it really was a problem and he had to save someone, he definitely couldn't follow, otherwise it would be easy for him to be exposed.
He might as well just watch from a distance. If something happens, he might as well change his appearance and continue onward.
"Who are you?" A thin, purple robed cultivator stopped him and asked.
Ji Changao was a bit confused. He stretched out his hand and signaled the four people behind him to stop talking and let her deal with it.
"We are from the Divine Dragon Clan. We are invited to the Immortal Palace to listen in on the dao. Which cultivators are you two?"
"A member of the Divine Dragon Clan? Are there any keepsakes as proof of that? "Long'e immediately got the others to take out their divine dragon jade tokens one by one.
Seeing the jade talismans, the two purple-robed cultivators' gazes became a little more respectful as they quickly cupped their hands and bowed.
The strength of a clan was acknowledged by the entire continent. After all, their foundation was right there. If it was not absolutely necessary, ordinary cultivators would not have any conflicts with the clan.
"It seems that he really is the representative of the Divine Dragon Family. I'm sorry, but during such a period of time, if we cannot find the keepsake, we will inevitably be suspicious.My name is Zi Qi, and this is my Junior Brother Zi Qing. "I believe all of you have heard of my master, the Purple Profound Grandmaster." The thin cultivator introduced with pride.
Although the others didn't know much about it, Ji Chang-ao was quite knowledgeable about it.
"So it's the Purple Flame Sect, the disciple of the Saint realm expert Purple Xuan Ancestor. May I ask why you're stopping us?"
Zi Qing, who had long narrow eyes, said, "We are not trying to block the Divine Dragon Clan. It's just that the Red Lotus Sect's territory is just right in front of us.Our Purple Flame Sect is currently besieging the Red Lotus Gate. There is an arcane spell formation in front of us, which is extremely dangerous.
So we will stand guard here so that no one else can enter and cause a misunderstanding. "
Hearing this, Ji Changao immediately realized that this was a battle between sects in the Blessed Paradises.This kind of thing was very common here. There were strong and weak sage realm experts, and the strong could occupy good Immortal's cave. They could establish their own sect, and the weak would be eliminated and eliminated.
Few sects could survive in the Blessed Paradise forever, because many sage experts weren't willing to stay in one place forever.
After they left, if these disciples were unable to protect their foundations, the sect would naturally disappear.There were only a handful of sects that had existed in the Blessed Paradises for a thousand years. This showed just how brutal and intense the competition was.
"I see. Then I thank the two of you for your advice. We will make a detour around here."After the two parties greeted each other, Ji Chang-ao and her people took a detour and continued their journey.
Ye Fan, who was far away, also didn't hear what they said. He only saw them take out their divine dragon jade talismans, and then left.Did he have to take out the jade talisman and "register" it?
Ye Fan touched his chin. Since there was no danger, he should go and ask around, in case they could go to the immortal palace, but he couldn't enter because of missing steps.
Ye Fan put away his flying sword and switched to the wind, continuing to fly forward.
Sure enough, Zi Qi and Zi Qing immediately stopped Ye Fan.
"Who are you?" Zi Qi asked again.Ye Fan hurriedly introduced himself, then took out a jade talisman and waved it.
"You are also a representative of the Shen Long family? There was already a group of people just now, so why didn't you come with them? " Zi Qing asked curiously.
"I met something on the way, I'm still in pursuit." Ye Fan smiled and said.
The two men of the Purple Flame Martial School looked at each other, but they could not see Ye Fan's strength. After all, there was the Hidden Dragon Secret Art.
However, generally speaking, those who were able to enter the immortal palace were the elites of their clans. They shouldn't be weak.
Zi Qi waved her hand with the intention of not creating unnecessary trouble, "Go on, walk in circles. You can't enter from the front."
Ye Fan heard this and naturally asked a few questions. What if there was some unexpected harvest? For example, what treasure were they looking for?Who would have thought that it was actually them, the Purple Flame Sect, attacking someone called the 'Red Lotus Gate'?!
Ye Fan naturally had no interest in this sort of thing, so he waved his hand and flew in the direction of Ji Chang-er and the others.
But after flying for a short distance, the Soup Dumplings on Ye Fan's shoulder, which was originally dozing off, suddenly woke up."Aooo!"
Soup Yuan scratched his claws, climbed onto the top of Ye Fan's head, and smacked Ye Fan's head with his bare hands.
Soup Dumplings!? Why did you hit me? " Ye Fan grabbed the little thing in front of him and lifted it up, pointing at its furry, round belly, "Do you believe that I won't beat you up?"
Just as he finished speaking, Ye Fan suddenly felt an aura!
This was a familiar yet foreign aura, but it did not belong to a human …"How is this possible!?"
Ye Fan suddenly looked down, and saw a long golden blue figure dashing out of the forest far away!
It was an extremely beautiful dragon with two silver horns on its head, blue and gold scales all over its body, four limbs and four claws, and a length of fifty to sixty meters!
That's right! Although it was still far from the dragon that Ye Fan had imagined could look down on all living things, it was indeed a dragon!
The key point was that this dragon was obviously flying towards him!
The dragon's pair of sapphire-like eyes were brimming with ecstasy and longing!
Ye Fan instantly froze, and his eyes also turned red …
"The Flood Dragon is coming out!" "Don't miss the chance!"Just when Ye Fan's mind was violently shaking and his eyes were filled with disbelief, three purple robed cultivators suddenly flew up from the forest!
These three cultivators actually had two Heavenly Kings and one Heavenly Emperor!?
The three of them had been waiting in ambush for a long time.
The two Heavenly Kings threw out two thorny spirit artifact chains and directly pulled the flood dragon in midair!
The thorns on the chain directly pierced into the scales of the Flood Dragon. The Flood Dragon twisted violently in the air in pain, blood splashing everywhere!
"Roar!"
On the other hand, the Heavenly Emperor cultivator held a long sword that burned with purple fire and shot upwards.
"Puchi!"The moment the Heavenly Emperor's cultivation was released, it was like a thunderbolt, the long sword turned into a purple light and pierced into the dragon's abdomen!
"Roar!"The flood dragon cried out miserably in pain, his eyes overflowing with tears …
"Haha!" It worked! Finally, I have found a chance to take down this Demon Dragon! "
"Eldest Brother!" But don't be too harsh! Flood Dragons are extremely rare, and Master still needs to use them as mounts to tame them! "
"Senior apprentice-brother is mighty!" With this, we have made a great contribution. Master will definitely give us his praises! "Haha!"
Just when the three of them were looking joyfully at the writhing and painful flood dragon, their hearts were filled with anticipation for the reward …Suddenly! They felt a terrifying pressure from above their heads that caused their souls to tremble and their blood to instantly drop to the freezing point!
"Who is it!?" The Heavenly Emperor Stage powerhouse who was referred to as Big Senior, and the two Heavenly King Junior Brothers, when they suddenly raised their heads, they discovered a scene that terrified them!Sword! Countless flying swords that covered the sky!
Countless flying swords of the spirit rank surrounded an unfamiliar man like sword tornadoes.
The man held a huge black sword in his hand, his entire body burning with resplendent golden flames. The flames of rage and golden light in his eyes seemed to be able to burn their souls several hundred meters away!
A deep voice that sounded like it came from the depths of the nether abyss, filled with an incomparably thick killing intent …"All of you must die!"