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The Heavenly Puppet Evil Emperor was born in the burial place, and monks from all walks of life gathered outside the Duststorm Mountain Range.

In Shenxingfang City, if you want to say where the most lively place is, it is the street stall trading area in the southeast district.

It's difficult that so many monks have come here today, and they all want to exchange the good things they can't use in their hands for the things they can use.

More people want to pick up the leaks. Some unknown, seemingly ordinary things are very likely to be treasures.

In the stall area in the southern district of Fangshi, Mu Fan encountered trouble here.

He and Yaoguang Holy Land's backup saint, Ji Xiaoyue, also fell in love with a strange and dark unknown bone.

"Miss Ji, this bone fragment has been traded to Mu, you should go to other places to have a look!"

After Mu Fan finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to push through the surrounding crowd and leave.

The thing that Tianshu of the God Race asked him to take down is definitely not small, and Mu Fan doesn't want to make extra troubles.

However, as soon as he took two steps, he was blocked by the old woman behind Ji Xiaoyue.

"What do you guys mean?! Taking advantage of the Yaoguang Holy Land behind you, you want to take it openly?!" Mu Fan sneered.

"You make a price, and I will try my best to satisfy you. Is that okay?! I don't think there is anything that cannot be traded."

Ji Xiaoyue, with bright eyes and white teeth, was very graceful, she took two steps forward with her slender legs, and said very forcefully.

"Can you know my surname is Mu?!" Mu Fan looked directly into her cold eyes.

Ji Xiaoyue, who is in the fourth level of the Little Saint Realm, has no fear, but the old woman in front of her is a peak Saint King Realm.

Helpless, if you want to leave, you can only move out of the Desolate King.

Sure enough, no matter where you go, you have to rely on your own strength or background to speak.

The weak can only obey the arrangements of the strong. Even if he wants your wife, he has to obediently give it to him if he doesn't want to die.

"Don't scare me with the King of Desolation, don't think that I don't know that you are Mu Fan in the Dragon Han team, even so, I will decide the bone in your hand today!"

Ji Xiaoyue hummed: "Old Yuan, suppress him!"

"It's a good show. Is Yaoguang Holy Land openly provoking the King of Desolation?!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, to make Ji Xiaoyue not hesitate to offend the Desolate King, but also to get the bone piece from Mu Fan's hand, this bone must have a great origin!"

"Could it be that strange objects have hidden functions?! I'm going to dig out a few things to try my luck later."

The monks gathered around all seemed to be watching the show, curious about what it was that could make Yaoguang Holy Land offend the Desolate King at all costs.

"Sure enough, I can only rely on myself!"

Seeing the breath in the old woman in front of him gradually recovering, Mu Fan cursed inwardly, and without thinking about it, he used the Divine Light Art, flashed out of the crowd with a flash, and went straight to the outside of the market.

The speed is so fast that it is a bit appalling.

"Want to run!?"

The old woman returned to her senses in a daze, sneered disdainfully, and quickly set off to chase after her.

However, the peak of the Holy King Realm is the peak of the Holy King Realm after all. Even though Mu Fan used the Divine Light Art, the speed increased by more than ten times to shuttle in the city, but the distance between the two sides is gradually getting closer.

The two ran and chased, rampaging on the streets of Fangshi, attracting all kinds of curses.

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"Your Majesty! This child's physical body is really perverted, but can the ancient survivors be used by us?!"

On a certain street in Fang City, Wang Chao followed the Desolate King with a boy in animal clothes on his shoulders.

"Yes!" The Desolate King nodded, extremely confident.

Dare to say yes so confidently because he just watched Memories of the Boy in Fur Clothes.

From the memory of the boy in fur clothes, we can see that the latter group never wants to leave the small world they are in.

How small is their world? !

The small one is about the same as the earth. In this world, it is no different from a frog in a well.

The number of ethnic groups living in this ancient world is not very large, perhaps because their blood is too strong, it is extremely difficult to reproduce offspring, the total number of young and old is only about five or six hundred thousand.

The strongest person in the clan is a Tribulation Emperor Realm.

This is becoming an emperor in the flesh, coupled with the blood of a king, the fighting power is ridiculously strong.

After reading the memories of the boy in fur clothes, the Desolate King couldn't wait to get them back.

Such a powerful ethnic group, only needs a little training, can form an amazing fighting power, and can lay a good foundation for him to let Gu Tianting be born.

"Damn, rush to reincarnate?!"

"Fuck you mother, here comes another one!"

"Bang bang bang!!"

Suddenly, there was a lot of swearing and cursing behind him.

I saw the radiance on Mu Fan's body, and he was crazily interspersed among the crowd at an extremely fast speed.

Not far behind, the old woman from the Yaoguang Holy Land pursued even faster.

"Fuck, fuck! If this continues, we will definitely be caught up on the way back. How fucking aggrieved!" Mu Fan gritted his teeth, thinking in his heart that if he really had to, he could only use some of the power of Tianshu.

But at this moment, what did he see in front of him? !

The Desolate King was standing where he was, looking at him with great interest.

saved! Luck is still on my side.

After Mu Fan was stunned for a moment, he let out a long breath in his heart, and quickly ran to the front of the desolate king, saying: "Little Mu Fan, I have seen Your Majesty."

"Sinister! Stop running."

Immediately, the old woman's violent shouting sounded, and she rushed to this side aggressively.

She had never seen Huang Wang before, and seeing Mu Fan stop, she thought he had resigned to his fate, and said with a sneer, "Hand over that bone, for Huang Wang's sake, the old woman can let you go!"

"Repay the face of the Desolate King, from the moment you shot at me, you didn't take the Desolate King into your heart, right? As an old immortal who has lived for thousands of years, you took the initiative to bully me, a teenager , you are really shameless!"

Mu Fan rebuked confidently: "You monks in Yaoguang Holy Land are all so ignorant of martial arts?! If you have the ability to shout in front of the Desolate King, you may not know how to die if you die!"

Seeing this situation, a large group of monks watching the excitement couldn't help but gather around.

"Hehe! The Desolate King can be arrogant for a while before our real strongman arrives. When my Holy Land Patriarch arrives tomorrow, your backer will also have to stand aside."

"Next, let the old woman be the desolate king, and teach you a good lesson, you little bastard."

The old woman didn't know that the man standing next to Mu Fan was the Desolate King, otherwise she wouldn't dare to say such arrogant words if she had a hundred courage.

Mu Fan tried his best to hold back a smile, how could he think that the old woman would be so easily provoked to say what he couldn't say in his heart.

"Hmm! Are you sure you want to give this king a lesson?!" The desolate king looked at the lifeless old woman opposite him like a dead person.

"Ah you are?!"

Hearing the sound, the old woman's eyes suddenly fell on him, and a bad feeling appeared in her heart.

Could this person be the Desolate King? !

If this is the case, the old woman's scalp went numb for a while, and what she said just now was a death sentence.

The body was trembling uncontrollably at this moment, looking at the death gaze of the desolate king, the old woman only felt that she fell into the ice cave instantly, and her whole body was cold.