"Look at you're scared." He Fan glared at them, not at all on his face, nor at all in his heart. This was to hit himself. If it were really in this situation, he would have run away long ago and the idiot would have played with them.

"Clan elder." Zhan Jun and others smiled bitterly. Can we not be afraid? You, the Taoist ancestor, have been deposed, what can we do?

"You follow this god and go upstairs and take a look." He Fan said coldly.

"Old clan, let's wait. Since he hasn't taken action yet, we don't have to worry." The genius of the Life Clan said: "We just need to wait for the Immortal Divine Liquid, so we don't have to be afraid of him."

"Yes, as long as you wait for the Immortal Divine Liquid, you don't have to be afraid of him. If he doesn't do anything, he is giving us time." Zhan Jun whispered.

"Okay, then wait." He Fan continued to sit cross-legged. It usually took three days to feel the passage of the world opening, and it took six days to go back and forth. It was indeed a little too early to start the move.

"Class leader." Ming Xinghen walked over quickly and bowed to He Fan: "Class leader, who is sharpening the knife on the ancient road?"

"Maybe it's a little guy who likes to do things randomly, don't worry about him, you can go and go." He Fan waved his hand and said, "Don't come here in the next few days. This tribe leader is busy with big things."

"Yes, the patriarch." Ming Xinghen was confused, but he didn't ask any more questions. His master was the existence of the Dao Ancestor, and there was no need to worry about the terrifying powerful man who ran out of the prison of the Dao.

"Don't tell me." As soon as Ming Xinghen left, He Fan looked at Zhan Jun and others seriously: "Don't let the food tribe members know."

"We understand." Zhan Jun and others were sluggish, knowing that he didn't want to worry the tribe members.

"The relationship between the clan leader and his clan members is really good, and he is very caring for his clan members." The genius of the war clan said enviously.

"Yes, the relationship between the clan leader and the clan members is really good." The evolutionists of the Life Clan and the Destruction Clan were also envious.

He Fan was still considering his tribe so much until he died. Looking at them, they were obviously not inferior to Shengtian, but they insisted that they surrender to Shengtian. Those who refused to surrender did not care about life and death. When the chef god came to kill, no Taoist ancestor came to rescue him.

"Some things are only when they are gone. When the food tribe was prosperous, they didn't care about one or two tribe members. After all, the tribe is big and they can't take care of each one." He Fan sighed: "Now there are not many tribe members left, so everyone should cherish each one."

"But even if the foodie is prosperous, the top genius in the clan will not ignore it, right?" said the two geniuses of the war clan.

"Of course, every talented person is worthy of care and training. You are special." He Fan's words were not soliciting. They all had a lot of resentment in their hearts, so there was no need for him to solicit. He was just the facts.

If it were him, he wouldn't be able to stand it. Why should he be loyal to someone who is not better than him for no reason?

Several geniuses became even more angry and felt even more resentful: "Even if we use us as bait, the Taoist ancestor should come now, but who will destroy the chef god until now?"

"Needless to say, take care of your care. The injuries on your body have not recovered yet." He Fan waved his hand.

The geniuses didn't want to stop talking, but when they thought of He Fan's injuries, they could only shut up and dared not disturb his recuperation.

The darkness fell into silence again, and only the sound of sharpening the knife on the ancient road made them feel panic and unable to calm down.

Time passed by little by little, and the sharpening of the knife continued to sound. Five days later, the sound of the magic knife suddenly stopped.

"Old clan." The sound of sharpening the knife stopped, and Zhan Jun and others immediately panicked.

"What should come will always come. Don't worry, God will ensure your safety." He Fan slowly stood up and looked at the sky solemnly.

Buzz

The huge long sword slowly landed, and it was a sword light. A figure stood on the hilt of the knife, looking down at the geniuses present: "Wait until now, after tomorrow, yours will get the news of the Immortal Divine Liquid."

"What do you want to do?" Zhan Jun and others felt heavy in their hearts and shouted coldly.

"After waiting for so long, you think it would be better to see hope and destroy your hope." He Fan said with a blank expression.

"You are just a madman." The genius of the Life Clan shouted angrily.

"Madman, the real madman." The War Clan, the evolver of the Destruction Clan, looked at He Fan on the sword light in a cold manner.

"A knife that has been sharpened for so many days, I will send you on the way." He Fan said coldly, and the sword light under his feet shook, flying in and covering Zhan Jun and others.

"You come to my god." The clan elder He Fan shouted violently, and his divine power came out, but it fluctuated violently and was very unstable.

"Old guy, you are very strong. You have been hit by the poison of the Great Dao. I thought you would be completely ruined by this day. I didn't expect you to be so capable." He Fan was surprised and then sneered: "But it won't work after all, let's die."

Boom

The sword light slashed, the terrifying divine power burst out, the blood waves surged into the sky, the clan elder He Fan retreated suddenly, and a divine power rolled up to fight these evolved people, turning into light and escaping into the dark void.

"Can you escape?" He Fan said coldly and quickly followed.

"Clan elder." Zhan Jun and others looked frightened, afraid of being caught up. Seeing that the clan elder was pale and had a mouthful of blood just now, they were even more worried.

"Don't worry, forget the power of this god?" He Fan, the elder of the clan, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, soared up, and set out on an ancient road. The road pattern ban was calmed. When he left, he opened it with a bang, and various sword and sword auras rushed towards He Fan who was chasing him from behind.

"I forgot the ability of the elder clan. If I could use these Taoist patterns, this chef god would not be able to catch up for a while." Zhan Jun and others looked happy and felt much more relieved.

"Yes, it's best to find those Taoist ancestor-level Taoist patterns. Even if the chef god has the strength of Tongtian, it will be difficult to catch up. It's enough to delay until Yu Qian and the others come back." The other evolvers echoed.

The clan elder He Fan didn't say much, and opened up Taoist bans to resist the pursuit of the chef god He Fan.

"Old guy, you can run." The chef god He Fan sneered, and the knife light kept slashing out, breaking the Taoist pattern ban, chasing them.

He Fan had a deep understanding of the Taoist patterns nearby, and also knew a lot of Taoist ancestors and Taoist patterns. He specially found a few Taoist ancestors and Taoist patterns to resist. Anyway, they couldn't hurt themselves, so they just acted, but they were so hard that Zhan Jun and others were scared to death.

He Fan kept a distance from chasing him, neither far nor near, and he was almost caught up every time, but he was always a little bit short of it.

Time passed, and two days passed quickly. After two days of pursuit, they did not catch up. Instead, they were blocked by Daowen. The chef god He Fan made a harsh statement: "I hope you will be so lucky next time."

"This guy has finally left. Go to the Enlightenment Pass. Juehan should have arrived." Zhan Jun said hurriedly.

"You bring this God with you, but I am powerless." He Fan sighed: "This place is not far from the passage to the realm."

"Okay, the clan elders are at ease. Let's take the clan elders to the passage of the world."

Before the Enlightenment Channel, two figures stepped out, Zhan Jun and others arrived quickly, and said excitedly: "Zhuofan, can you get the Immortal Divine Liquid?"

"Immortal Divine Liquid? Waste is not qualified to be used." Yuki Fan glanced at the weak He Fan and sneered.

Zhan Jun: "…"

He Fan: "..."

Do you think I can't use it if you come with a Taoist ancestor? Is this speed of turning against each other too fast? The Taoist ancestor around you is not enough to fight, do you know? Without the immortal divine liquid, why don't they all be chopped up?
Chapter completed!