In this sentence, the ancestor said the truth.
When he faced other ancestral realms, he had never felt like this before, as if a small mountain was standing in the shadow of a big mountain, creating invisible pressure.
Even if he chatted and laughed with Zhao Fan, the pressure could not be eliminated.
This is the manifestation of strength!
"Exaggerated." Zhao Fan said with a smile: "I am also lucky. In comparison, your ancestral realm of Peng Song Realm, you can take back your own realm by yourself, I am ashamed of myself."
Chatting and chatting.
We arrived at the banquet hall.
Swish, brush, brush!
At this time, one after another the aura of the ancestral realm came.
"Brother."
"Is he the Jiezu you mentioned?"
Almost in one breath, twenty ancestral realms descended, all of which were not in retreat.
There are a total of thirty-five ancestral realms in Peng Song Domain.
The ancestor smiled and introduced: "Brother Jie, these are the brothers I invited to join the banquet. Do you mind?"
"Won't."
Zhao Fan nodded and smiled, and greeted all the ancestral realms.
There were more than a dozen of them, all looking at Zhao Fan, as if questioning.
"Brother Jie, before entering the banquet, I would like to spar with you."
A bearded ancestor said loudly: "It is said that the students of the Holy Academy are all very powerful. I have always been curious about where they are so powerful."
That posture is like the ancestral realm in the world, and no one except the eldest brother, the Supreme Ancestor, is convinced.
"Seventh brother, don't be rude!"
The Supreme Ancestor scolded him and said, "This is an honored guest. Don't let others laugh at you."
"Brother, it's not that serious. It's just a friendly discussion."
Another feminine ancestral realm smiled and said: "In our Pengsong domain, we only look at strength, not family background. If he banquets with outsiders without knowing it, brothers will not be happy. Of course, if he is cowardly, it will not be good for the eldest brother's face." , we will give it.”
Zhao Fan said, dumbfounded: "Okay, I'll just compete. It's not easy to get something to eat when you're away from home."
The Supreme Ancestor said with shame, "I'm sorry, Brother Jie, I didn't treat you well."
"It doesn't matter."
Zhao Fan waved his hand and looked towards the bearded ancestral realm, "Brother Shi, where are we competing?"
The bearded man, nicknamed Stone Ancestor, pointed to the void above, released a barrier, marked the battlefield, and then entered first, "Please."
With a thought, Zhao Fan turned into a stream of light and escaped into it.
And a group of ancestral realms were below, raising their heads expectantly and preparing to watch the battle.
"You guys are fooling around." Zhizu scolded him in a low voice and said, "This Jiezu is not a parallel importer whose name is not worthy of his name. The reason why you haven't heard of him is because he has risen recently. Use your brain to think about it. In a place like the Holy Courtyard, he stands out from the crowd, how can his background be compared to that of a wild guy like us?"
He could feel Zhao Fan's power because of the perception brought about by refining the eyeball treasure.
But the Ancestral Realm did not feel this way. After all, Zhao Fan's character would not take the initiative to show off his strength, and basically remained low-key and restrained.
"Brother, don't worry."
"I can't stand this kind of noble-born person going around showing off his power based on his status and background."
"That's right, even when he comes to our realm, you have to accompany him carefully and call on us to pick him up."
"My master is still the Saint Ancestor of the Four Rules."
"Look, the fight is about to begin!"
They were talking and laughing while looking at the battlefield.
at the same time.
On Shizu's hands, two stones that were several times larger than his ancestor's body were manifested. His body was as muscular as a rock and looked quite violent.
But Zhao Fan had empty hands, not even a knife.
