Among the three major financial groups in the Northern Territory, in terms of comprehensive strength.

The Ghost Doctor Sect is first, the Yin Yang Sect is second, and their Tianji Pavilion can only be ranked last.

and.

On the Yin-Yang Sect's side, there are at least four or more land-based immortals in charge.

There are only two people in their Tianji Pavilion, and one of them is in seclusion. How can they be destroyed?

Not only did they fail to destroy the Yin-Yang Sect, but their Tianji Pavilion was destroyed first.

Besides, he is only the third elder of Tianji Pavilion, even if he follows Yang Fan's orders.

The first elder, the second elder, and the cabinet members would not listen to him.

"What are you afraid of?"

"The Yin-Yang Sect is much more powerful than our Tianji Pavilion... Besides, I'm only the Third Elder..."

"With me here, feel free to do it boldly. Once you do a good job, Tianji Pavilion will be yours."

Yang Fan glanced at the third elder and promised to be his backer.

"Really? Thank you, Immortal!"

The third elder was so excited that he trembled when he saw Yang Fan supporting him.

It’s here! It’s here!

Who knows, this Third Elder might become the leader of the cabinet in the future!

Awesome Klas!

"Come on!"

After Yang Fan finished speaking, he waved his hand to signal the Third Elder and others that they could leave.

"Yes, Immortal."

The third elder bowed respectfully and quickly left with his men.

"Gu Tian, ​​the patriarch of the Ancient Clan, thanks the Commander for saving my life."

Gu Tian brought his clansmen over and knelt down on the spot to thank Yang Fan for his kindness.

In terms of seniority, he is more than qualified to be Yang Fan's grandfather.

In terms of strength, he is probably not even qualified to carry Yang Fan's shoes.

In this world, strength is respected.

Even though Yang Fan was only 20 years old, because his strength was comparable to that of an immortal, Gu Tian had to respectfully call him "Senior".

"Patriarch Gu, you're welcome."

"Ruonuo and I are friends, you can just call me Xiaofan."

Yang Fan didn’t have that kind of super boss airs, and immediately supported Gu Tian who was about to kneel down.

In the back, the members of the ancient tribe wanted to kneel down, but their knees were controlled by an invisible force and they could not bend them.

The members of the ancient tribe looked at him with fiery eyes and were very emotional.

They thought that the curse in their blood was related to this evil dragon.

Now, the magic dragon is taken by Yang Fan as his mount.

Not only did it resolve the crisis of their ancient clan, but it also broke the curse power in their ancient clan's body.

The so-called curse actually relies on using their ancient clan's unique bloodline to break the dragon out of trouble.

Now, there is no need to suppress it anymore, and the power of the curse disappears.

From now on, they no longer have to stay in the vast mountains for generations, but can go out and explore the wider world.

"Where's Brother Wuji?"

Yang Fan looked around but didn't see Zhao Wuji.

Then he asked with a little doubt.

Previously, Zhao Ruolu said that Zhao Wuji was from an ancient clan, and she would only come back because she was on her brother's side.

"The mysterious ancient ruins of Wuji."

"Mysterious relics?"

"It's the one where the Yunluo Mountains broke apart and a mysterious pyramid appeared."

"He's alone?"

"There was once a treasure left by our ancient ancestor to suppress the Demon Sealing Well... The seal of the Demon Sealing Well was loosened before..."

As Gu Tian spoke, he couldn't help but glance at the End Demon Dragon, and his voice became much softer.

His voice was so loud that the End Dragon heard him and smacked him to death with one claw.

only.

Things are unpredictable. Zhao Wuji hasn't come back yet.

As a result, the End Demon Dragon broke through the seal of the Demon Sealing Well and was subdued by the young man Yang Fan.

"I see."

Yang Fan didn't think too much about it, and a dazed look appeared on his face.

"Yang Fan."

At this time, Zhao Ruolu came over with Yaoyao.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Yang Fan looked at Zhao Ruoluo with a strange expression and asked in confusion.

"Your little fangirl."

"Little fangirl?"

"Yaoyao, she admires you very much and wants to be your little fangirl."

As Zhao Ruoluo spoke, he glanced at Yaoyao, whose face flushed red with excitement.