Sure enough, ten minutes passed.

Mount Foluo remained calm as usual, there was no ancestor descending at all, and no divine splendor appeared at all.

"Don't waste your time."

"You Indian ancestors couldn't hear your call."

"If you shout loudly, he won't show up."

Ye Fan smiled lightly.

He likes to see these people, the way they are dying, and even more like seeing them from having hope to finally despairing.

"Fuck shit!"

"Our Indian ancestors have sheltered the country for hundreds of years, and they will never abandon us?" King Floro cursed.

"That's up to you." Ye Fan smiled lightly, and just let them summon their ancestors.

However, the facts are just as Ye Fan said.

It was the king of Flora who shouted and broke his throat, until the end of the shouting, his throat was bleeding, and the boulder in front of him was smashed by their shouting.

However, the ancestor they regarded as a life-saving straw never appeared again.

"I said, it's useless."

"Your ancestors were beaten to death by me long ago."

"Even if I kill you today, your so-called ancestors will not come."

Ye Fan sneered.

However, King Flora and the others still didn't believe it.

Still fantasizing about their ancestors.

"In this case, I will let you completely give up!"

Ye Fan's eyes were full of coldness.

Then he drew his knife and slashed angrily.

The vertical and horizontal sword light traversed a thousand meters, and directly slashed fiercely towards the Mount Foluo in front of you.

rumbling

The earthquake cracked, and the mountains and rivers collapsed.

Ye Fan slashed several times, as if chopping vegetables, and directly razed the Holy Land of Indian Martial Arts, Mount Foluo, to the ground.

"you you"

"Bastard!"

"You actually destroyed my Indian homeland?"

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