next moment.
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor's buttocks sat on the huge seat. He closed his eyes and said with an expression of enjoyment: "Ouch? It feels really good."
"Long Blessings, Lord Sect Master!"
"From now on, even the seats will be of the Saint Ancestor level."
"Looking at the many saint ancestors in the core domain, who can have as rich a foundation as our sect leader?"
A group of ancestral realm elders praised excitedly, as if they themselves were sitting on a huge chair.
The three deputy sect masters looked at the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor expectantly. They also wanted to experience the difference between the Saint Ancestor Artifact-level seats and ordinary seats...
but.
When the other party acquires the treasure for the first time, it is the time when it is most fresh and exciting. It is estimated that they will not be given a chance to experience it for a while.
"It's comfortable, it's really comfortable. Even the almost indelible wounds in my consciousness left over from endless years ago are showing signs of loosening after just sitting for a few breaths."
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor smiled happily.
However.
At this time, in the void not far away, Zhao Fan made a thought and conveyed the order to the huge chair through the recognition mark, "Do it!!!"
"receive!"
The huge seat responded at the same time.
In a blink of an eye.
Chains appeared on the chair's body.
It's like an extension of the main body.
It went directly around the neck, chest, and even the arms resting on the armrests of the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor, and was tightly bound by the chains!
"Um?"
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor was not aware of the crisis yet. He only thought that the spirit of the Saint Ancestral Artifact Seat was showing special abilities. Therefore, he asked inexplicably: "What is the function of this sense of tightness?"
"..."
The huge seats were speechless.
Thinking about this powerful Saint Ancestor of Double Rules, is he so lacking in crisis awareness?
But it’s okay to think about it.
After all, this is the territory controlled by the Jianpan Sect, not to mention that there are no "abnormalities" around.
The most important thing is that the restraint of the huge chair is too weak after all. If the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor struggles, it can only restrain the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor for a moment.
There is no way, the owner of the huge chair is Zhao Fan. No matter how powerful he is at the peak of the ancestral realm, the effect of the holy ancestral weapon is limited.
If the Saint Ancestor of the Double Rules were to control the huge seat, then this restraint method, if successfully used when the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor was caught off guard, would be able to trap at least a hundred breaths.
but.
Sword Pan Saint Ancestor obviously misunderstood the meaning of the huge chair and allowed himself to be restrained without any struggle.
"This sword plate is so stupid."
In the Nine Realm Tower, Tong Leng said with a smile: "Boy Creation, you directly let the particles from the Nine Realm Tower go into the void above them. We will show up and everything will be done according to the tactics."
"good."
Zhao Fan nodded.
As soon as he thought, the particles from the Nine Realms Tower swept forward.
A moment.
Arrived at target location.
Because the particles shuttled too fast, there was movement, and it was directly above the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor.
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor couldn't help but raise his head and stared at the void above as if he was aware of it. "Is there something flying over?"
The three deputy sect leaders and a group of ancestral realm elders also looked up, but found nothing.
What they didn't expect was.
In the sight, a figure in white robes exuding the aura of the peak of the ancestral realm appeared, accompanied by a piece of broken copper and iron with the texture of the holy ancestral weapon.
"The peak of the ancestral realm?"
"Who are you kid!"
"Do you know where this place is!"
"How dare you break in without permission!"
"Open your eyes and see, he is the famous Sword Pan Saint Ancestor! Why don't you get down and kneel down?"
Everyone's eyes were full of anger.
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor frowned and finally realized something was wrong.
Because, a person at the peak of the ancestral realm appeared in the void above him without any warning, but he didn't notice anything beforehand!
Then think of the restraint chains that suddenly appeared on the huge seat...
Although he couldn't figure out what the connection was between the two, the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor was already on alert!
He remembered that he once had the honor to participate in the calculation of a big shot.
And he succeeded, and thus he reached the pinnacle of his spiritual career and became a meteoric rise.
Therefore, those who are good at calculation are also good at seeing through calculations.
This huge seat may not be a pie falling from the sky, but a trap! ! !
"burst!"
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor struggled with all his strength!
The chains that were tightly tied to him on the huge chair showed signs of cracking and were about to fall apart.
now!
Zhao Fan left the Holy Prison without saying a word, locked the three single-rule Saint Ancestors next to the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor, and said, "Detain them!"
"What is that? The prison of the Holy Ancestral Artifact?"
"A person at the pinnacle of the ancestral realm actually has such a treasure! And, in front of us, he actually dares to take action directly?"
"Ah! No, I feel an irresistible pull!"
The three deputy sect masters of the Sword Pan Sect's Holy Ancestors only had time to say a word before they were all imprisoned in the Holy Prison.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Fan smiled slightly, and the Holy Prison became the size of a palm again, and the three deputy sect leaders also shrunk in size.
He threw it into the Nine Realms Tower.
at the same time.
Zhao Fan's dual-rule puppet also appeared. The shabby iron shell of the copper lamp exuded a dazzling brilliance, pouring down like a waterfall.
Those elders of the ancestral realm who had no time to stay where they were, just touched a drop of water from the waterfall, and their entire ancestral bodies collapsed, not even the dregs were left!
That's not water.
But the spilled lamp oil!
"Damn it!"
When the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor saw this scene, his body turned red. In just a blink of an eye, he became a mere commander!
boom!
Wow!
The chains of the huge seats were broken by the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor!
The texture of the huge seat dimmed, and it was obviously badly damaged.
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor has no intention of targeting the huge seat at the moment. After all, he feels an unprecedented crisis in the dual-rule figure shrouded in light above!
The huge seat took the opportunity to turn into a stream of light, and slipped into the Nine Realm Tower particles along with Zhao Fan.
A battle at the level of the Saint Ancestor with dual rules.
Since he is at the peak of the ancestral realm, he will not join in the fun and just watch in secret.
"Xiao Wu."
Tong Leng gave the order: "Go and hug him!"
The puppet Xiao Wu, at the moment when the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor escaped, he floated over without hesitation, opened his arms and legs, and tightly trapped the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor like an octopus, and even opened his mouth. Bite the opponent's scalp!
"roll!"
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor shook it vigorously, and even used his power to explode, but found that the opponent's hoop was too tight.
More than that, through personal touch.
He realized something was wrong, "This is not the real body of the Holy Ancestor, but... a puppet?!"
A puppet at the level of the Saint Ancestor with dual rules!
Who is it that wants to deal with him?
The background is too deep!
There are still some puppets that are comparable to the single-rule Saint Ancestor.
But the Dual Rule Puppet, the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor has never been heard of in the core domain!
The refining cost is too high!
With that amount of consumption, you can create high-quality holy ancestral weapons.
