Chapter 247: The Pan Emperor Void Sword is about to appear, the pure-blooded creature Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun, the alliance between Yang Pan

Fang Han didn't know whether Jun Xiaoyao was doing it on purpose or if he really wanted to do so.

He was now so angry that his whole body was trembling, and he couldn't help but spit out heart blood.

"Are you alright?" In the depths of Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, there was cold mockery, but on the surface, he pretended to ask.

"Thank you, Divine Son, for your concern. I am fine, it's just that my injuries have not yet healed." Fang Han gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"That's good, these two spiritual medicines should help you recover from your injuries." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Fang Han almost spat out another mouthful of blood from anger.

What he wanted was the Sun-Moon Immortal Medicine!

Not these two pieces of dog-shit spiritual medicine that even dogs wouldn't eat!

But finally, Fang Han still ate these two spiritual medicines, because at least they could recover some injuries.

"Fang Han, oh Fang Han, you are too naive."

Looking at Fang Han, who was sitting cross-legged on the side, refining the spiritual medicine, feeling bitter in his heart but not daring to show it, Jun Xiaoyao sneered in his heart.

Playing mind games, Jun Xiaoyao had never feared anyone.

Didn't you want to follow me with ill intentions?

Alright.

Then I will let you follow.

It's just that along the way, Fang Han would have to bleed.

Because he was a heaven-defying child, his fortune was astonishing.

If it weren't for Fang Han, perhaps he wouldn't have encountered this Sun-Moon Immortal Medicine.

And this Sun-Moon Immortal Medicine was very compatible with Fang Han's cultivation body; it was clearly an opportunity that belonged to Fang Han.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao had forcefully snatched it away.

Fang Han's scheming against him had to have a price.

The opportunities along the way were the price.

This was also why Jun Xiaoyao didn't want Yi Yu and Yan Qingying to follow him.

They were both people with great fortune; if they stayed with Jun Xiaoyao, it would instead affect their progress.

But this Fang Han, it didn't matter; snatch what should be snatched, occupy what should be occupied.

Afterward, Jun Xiaoyao and the other two continued to move forward.

And all kinds of opportunities along the way were obtained by Jun Xiaoyao and Jiang Luoli.

Even some opportunities that should have belonged to Fang Han were occupied by them.

This made Fang Han's heart burn with fury, yet he had to hold it in.

One could imagine this kind of painful torment.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are proud now, but afterward, I will make you never walk out of the Ten Realms rift!" Fang Han roared silently in his heart.

About a day passed.

Jun Xiaoyao's footsteps stopped abruptly.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what's wrong?" Jiang Luoli asked.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't answer.

Because he felt that within his spatial artifact, the Pan Emperor Years Sword seemed to be trembling slightly, emitting a sword hum.

"Pan Emperor Years Sword, could it be..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes revealed contemplation.

"Go that way." Jun Xiaoyao flashed toward a direction.

The existence that resonated with the Pan Emperor Years Sword was in that direction.

And at the same time, on the other side, Champion Hou Yang Pan also sensed something; he looked into the distance, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"The opportunity that belongs to me has come."

In a mountain ridge, a young monk draped in a golden cassock walked out; it was Little Western Heaven's Fahai.

He looked into the distance and put his hands together: "Amitabha, that treasure land has an affinity with this little monk."

This was an incomparably vast plain, and above the plain.

An ancient hall was suspended in the clouds of the skyline, looking at it, it was like the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The power of the void permeated the surroundings, and from time to time, pitch-black spatial rifts appeared, like the abyss-like mouth of a giant beast.

And on this plain, some talents flashed over, their gazes looking at the ancient hall in the clouds, burning intent surging in their eyes.

"Definitely a place of opportunity!" Some talents had burning gazes, their magic power surging, and they soared into the sky.

However, just as they wanted to approach the void ancient hall.

A black shadow as huge as a continent blocked everyone.

That was a giant creature similar to a Kun fish, as if using the void as the sea, breaking through the air, tearing through ten thousand zhang of space, and opening its mouth to swallow these talents.

"Heavens, that is... Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun!" A talent's eyeballs almost popped out in horror.

The Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun was an extremely terrifying pure-blooded creature, rumored to live in the endless void.

It could even survive safely in terrifying void storms.

Of course, the strength of this kind of pure-blooded creature was also extremely terrifying.

With one opening of its mouth, like a black hole, it erupted with endless suction, and those talents didn't have the slightest power to resist, being sucked into it.

Cultivators below the Ninth Stage of Saint Communion had no ability to resist the swallowing of the Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun.

And within the Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun's body, there were no ordinary demonic beast flesh and internal organs, but a micro-space filled with void storms.

Any living being swallowed by the Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun would be ground into pure energy within its body by the void storms and absorbed by the Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun.

Just one mouthful from the Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun had swallowed most of those talents.

The few talents who hadn't had time to make a move all had cold sweat on their backs.

Yet strangely, the Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun seemed to only hover around the void ancient hall, like a guardian divine beast.

It would not actively leave that range.

But in this way, no one could step into the void ancient hall.

This kind of miserable feeling of looking at a golden mountain but being unable to obtain it made many talents feel unhappy.

At this time, light rainbows flashed from afar, and a figure stopped in the void; it was Yang Pan.

He looked at the void ancient hall in the distance, essence light flickering in his eyes.

He could feel the Pan Emperor Living Spirit Sword within his body trembling, as if a resonance had occurred.

"Could it be... the Pan Emperor Void Sword?" Yang Pan's gaze instinctively fell on the void ancient hall.

Around the ancient hall, void power surged.

This was the same characteristic as the Pan Emperor Void Sword.

However, the Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun beside the void ancient hall made Yang Pan frown.

Even for him, wanting to deal with a pure-blooded creature like the Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun was very difficult.

If he were swallowed by it, there would absolutely be a risk of falling.

The Heavenly Edge Horn Divine Armor on his body could hardly withstand the power of the void storms within the Ancient Gu Gu Xu Kun.

"What should be done about this?" Yang Pan's brows were deeply furrowed.

At this time, from another direction, Buddha light illuminated the world, and the sound of chanting arose.

A young monk draped in a golden cassock appeared; it was Fahai.

"Hmm? Little Western Heaven Buddhist Son?"

Seeing Fahai arrive, Yang Pan raised his eyebrows.

As a talent of an Immortal Domain immortal force, Yang Pan naturally knew this famous Buddhist Son of Little Western Heaven.

"Amitabha, so it is the Panwu Divine Dynasty's Champion Marquis, nice to meet you." Fahai put his hands together upon seeing Yang Pan.

Yang Pan's expression didn't change.

He was not interested in any Buddha or Dao, and was even somewhat annoyed.

However, he had heard that this Little Western Heaven Buddhist Son seemed to have lost all face because of Jun Xiaoyao at the Heavenly Dao Tower.

This was a point that could be utilized.

Fahai clearly also thought of the grudge between Yang Pan and Jun Xiaoyao at the same time.

They looked at each other, and although they each had their own thoughts, they both revealed a hint of a smile.

"Fahai, if there are no accidents, that Jun Xiaoyao should have also entered the Ten Realms rift, right?" Yang Pan said.

"Amitabha, this little monk also has a cause and effect to settle with that Jun Xiaoyao."

Just as the two reached a certain tacit understanding.

A gentle and cold voice rang out faintly from afar.

"Have you finally decided to form an alliance to deal with this Divine Son?"

Hearing this voice, Yang Pan and Fahai's gazes turned abruptly.

In their eyes, deep resentment and coldness surged.

The main character had finally arrived! ===== CHAPTER 248 =====