Chapter 5020: There is a superior Saint Ancestor!

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The tip of this spear has no sharp edge and is as deceptive as a sleeping lion.

However, wherever Zhao Fan looked, the tip of the spear would adjust its direction.

next moment.

Under Zhao Fan's control.

The killing spear pierced the omnidirectional virtual formation in the brown mountain peak.

Phew!

The tip of the spear escaped into it.

The entire brown mountain peak was also shaking, and a large amount of gravel rolled down.

However, what surprised Zhao Fan was that in less than a breath, the tip of the spear penetrated from the other direction of the mountain and rushed into the void like a headless fly until its power was exhausted.

There was too much movement.

Saint Ancestor Yi Mian, who was paying attention from a distance, was startled.

"The methods of the superior saint?!"

Saint Ancestor Yi Mian said with trembling lips: "Fortunately, I didn't have the guts to provoke the unknown terror in the past."

He mistakenly thought that the power fluctuation of the killing spear was emitted from the brown mountain peak.

But he didn't catch a glimpse of Zhao Fan condensing the tip of his spear in front of him.

"I'm really worried that the Saint Ancestor of Creation and the Saint Ancestor of the Dao Formation are playing tricks on me." Saint Ancestor Yi Mian's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Their background is extraordinary.

If you fall here, you will be in trouble! ! !



Beneath the brown peaks.

Zhao Fan sighed and said: "The power of the killing spear is equivalent to a serious blow from a high-ranking saint, and it was actually guided out. Even the entire mountain peak was not affected much."

"This magic circle was definitely set up by the superior saint ancestor." The saint ancestor of the magic circle speculated: "If I were to arrange it, although I could still guide the tip of your spear out, the mountain would definitely be shaken and shattered by the residual power. , let the universal virtual formation be revealed."

"Higher Saint Ancestor?" Zhao Fan asked subconsciously: "Could it be that your master, the Saint Ancestor of Jue Zhen, set it up?"

The Saint Ancestor of the Dao Formation shook his head, "I observed through the formation puppets that the techniques deployed by this formation are completely inferior to mine. It is absolutely impossible for him to be my master. Moreover, he is not a high-level Saint Ancestor who is good at the Formation Dao. If this were not the case, , Not to mention that a lot of gravel has just been shaken down, we can’t even carve out that kind of depth on the mountain peak.”

Just when they were at their wits' end.

A majestic voice came from the brown mountain peak, "Who dares to make trouble here?"

Through the fluctuations of sound.

Zhao Fan was definitely the superior Saint Ancestor. While he was ready to call out the Night Shadow Guards at any time, he said politely: "I didn't know that the senior was here, so I am a little presumptuous. I hope you can forgive me."

Although he is not afraid of the high-ranking Saint Ancestor, he will try his best not to provoke him if he can, otherwise, the more of his trump cards will be exposed.

"Huh? Just four-rule saint ancestors and one single-rule saint ancestor?"

The voice sounded confused.

Because, the method used to break into the Wanxiangxu Formation just now was obviously at the level of the upper Saint Ancestor.

"Come in."

The other person's voice sounded like a command.

At the same time, the brown mountain peak opened a whirlpool channel.

"Brother Dao Formation, you enter my cave treasure, and I will go alone to meet the superior Saint Ancestor." Zhao Fan immediately took the Dao Formation Saint Ancestor into the Nine Domains Tower, then raised his steps and escaped into it.

This whirlpool channel went straight through the periphery of the universal void-inducing array and reached the core area.

at this time.

A simple bed caught Zhao Fan's sight.

Sitting on the bed was a middle-aged figure in gray robes.

Judging from the appearance alone, Zhao Fan couldn't associate it with a certain high-ranking saint ancestor he knew, so he saluted and asked, "I don't know who the senior is..."