At this moment, Qin Yu found this world, which looked like a landscape painting, to be extremely strange.
Not only was he stunned, but Su Qingxue and the White-Browed Taoist were also dumbfounded.
Even now, their heads are still buzzing.
I have no idea where I am.
They were brought here before they even realized what was happening.
"Here, I am God! Killing you is as easy as killing a chicken!"
Yang Fan smiled coldly, not wanting to waste time.
Fighting on this ancestral dragon vein, despite his absolute dominance, consumes a great deal of his mental energy.
If it drags on for too long, his soul may be damaged.
boom!
With a muffled thud, before Qin Yu could react, his body plummeted to the ground like a meteor, creating a huge crater.
"Wow!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood; he was seriously injured.
Horrifying!
Horrified!
incredible!
Qin Yu suddenly raised his head and stared intently at Yang Fan in mid-air.
He was speechless for a moment, unsure whether it was anger or fear.
"Let me go, I... I won't marry Su Qingxue."
"Ha! Let you go?"
"Yes...yes...I can agree to any conditions you set."
"If I let you go, who will let me go?"
"If you... if you kill me, my father will kill you too."
"Threaten me? Then try it!"
Yang Fan smiled cruelly and raised his hand again.
"No... Ah!"
A piercing scream echoed throughout the entire ancestral dragon vein.
The next moment, Qin Yu, the holy son of the Beast Taming Sect, vanished into nothingness.
Even their souls were instantly obliterated by the power of the Ancestral Dragon Vein!
"Cough cough!"
Yang Fan coughed once, his face pale.
Oh shit!
The power of this ancestral dragon vein is truly beyond the control of ordinary people.
He felt as if his soul was being torn apart; if it continued, he would probably fall into a coma on the spot.
It seems that we can no longer fight in this way unless absolutely necessary.
"Yang Fan, are you alright?"
Ignoring Qin Yu's sudden death, Su Qingxue quickly went to Yang Fan's side to show concern.
"It's alright, go out first."
Yang Fan shook his head slightly and waved his hand.
Then, the scene before them changed, and they returned to the rear hall of the Beast Taming Sect.
Yang Fan stood there, his body swaying, feeling extremely dizzy.
On the other side.
Qin Baihong, who was greeting guests in the front hall, suddenly changed his expression.
His son was breathing well before.
Now, his beloved son's breath suddenly stopped.
This interruption is not a departure... but a complete disappearance.
Qin Baihong panicked, a strong sense of unease rising in his heart!
In his mind, there was only one possibility for this situation...
Whoosh!
Qin Baihong didn't have time to greet the guests anymore and rushed to the back hall immediately.
The other bigwigs, seeing Qin Baihong's flustered actions, were also immediately drawn to his attention and followed him.
The Holy Light Sect's Holy Venerable's expression changed slightly. Remembering that Yang Fan had gone to the back hall earlier, he immediately sensed that something was terribly wrong!
A moment later.
Qin Baihong rushed to the back hall, where the last trace of his son's breath still lingered.
But that last trace of life was rapidly dissipating...
He looked around but didn't see Qin Yu.
Immediately.
He looked at the group of people in front of him and shouted angrily, "You beasts, where is my son?"
"Brother Qin? Isn't he in the main hall?"
Yang Fan remained calm, feigning confusion and innocence.
Bang!
The next moment, in a fit of rage, Qin Baihong took action.
A terrifying force struck Yang Fan, blasting him back hundreds of meters.
"puff!"
Yang Fan felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.
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