It's like a layer of cloud and mist, and it seems that it will disperse when the wind blows.

"Ancestor, please tell me where Xiaoxiao is hiding?"

"The juniors can be killed on the spot!"

King Flora and the others looked at the phantom ahead and begged.

The phantom shook his head, "I don't know, I can no longer feel his existence in this world."

"Um?"

King Flora and the others were taken aback for a moment.

"Can't feel his presence?"

"That is to say, he is dead?"

King Flora was puzzled.

Just as he was about to ask, Fen Tian couldn't hide his excitement and asked, "What does the ancestor mean, that Chu Tianfan has already disappeared?"

Xuying nodded, "Enen, I really can't feel his breath anymore."

"It should be, under my divine palm, it was wiped out in ashes."

As the phantom's words fell, everyone present was overjoyed.

King Floro, Bape and the others let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally, dead.

"Ha ha ha ha"

"The ancestors are mighty!"

"Thank you ancestors for protecting my Indian Martial Arts."

For a while, everyone present knelt down again.

Joy and joy filled everyone's faces.

"Well, the catastrophe is over, I will go home."

"Wait, it's good to practice."

"I can't protect you for too long."

Youyou's words flowed like spring water.

Then, the phantom dissipated.

King Flora and others knelt down to see them off.

"Ha ha"

"Brother, we made history."

"Let that Chu Tianfan be astonishingly talented, let him have great fortune, the Trumen didn't kill him, but in the end we beheaded him." JrNovels.com