“We are also neutral.”

Yang Fan said calmly.

He did not want to participate, and he slaughtered other immortals and powerful people in the human world, even though he could get some tempting spoils.

"Okay, you guys must keep your promises. It would be fine if you don't participate, but don't take action in the middle."

The true demon Xingjia is basically satisfied with the Tao.

Yang Fan withdrew from his spiritual thoughts, closed his eyes, and sighed lightly.

Next, the killing led by the True Demon Xingjia and others spun on the floating bridge.

“Ahhh…”

Screams continued.

The remaining immortals and powerful people in the human world on the floating bridge generally have low cultivation levels, less than ten people. These powerful people were killed in a row, and they were simply one-sided massacres.

After about half a stick of incense, there was a bloody smell on the floating bridge, and nearly ten people were slaughtered, cruel and cold.

Yang Fan sat cross-legged, without participating, but did not stop him. There was even a true immortal who was chased to his vicinity and exploded in despair and died.

This is a game of death, and even he cannot guarantee his future fate.

However, Yang Fan understood that he was stronger and more likely to compete for divine blood, and even survive.

At this time, nine people were left on the floating bridge, each with a wheel of blood bead.

Yang Fan stared at the other side of the blood-colored galaxy and found that the road ahead was clear and solid, and he could even see the outline of the palace in the fog.

The nine-*** on the field was happy and accelerated toward the end of the floating bridge.

When Yang Fan looked back at the direction he came, there was a deep mist there, as if he could never see the end.

He didn't know what fate would Elder Pang and others who had not entered the floating bridge face.

However, Yang Fan had no way out.

From his interest in the Blood Sun Palace and the Reverse God's Transformation Blood, he resolutely entered the temple and firmly believed that he could survive to the end.

A strong spiritual will vaguely emanated from his firm eyes. Others didn't notice it, but the ugly-faced evil man was interested and looked at him a few more times.

The fog in front gradually narrowed, and everyone's heartbeat increased.

Because according to Hua Yanmei, there is a real treasure given to you by the Emperor on the other side of the starry sky.

Finally, at some point, everyone walked across the floating bridge and stepped onto the blue stone path. The sides were filled with earthy atmosphere and planted with various flowers and plants.

Moving forward in the mist, the fog disappears at the end of the path, and replaced by a delicate hall.

On the plaque of the hall, there are several exquisite but elegant ancient seal scripts: The Palace of Rei Ling.

"The Palace of Rebellion?"

Yang Fan stared at this exquisite hall and felt that the years since its birth were not long.

"Nine distinguished guests, welcome to the first level of the Emperor's Treasure - the Palace of the Spirit."

Hua Yanmei's figure appeared above the Niling Temple, with solemn and solemn voices, as if looking up at the wise and mysterious emperor in the upper realm.
Chapter completed!