Guson suddenly felt hot on his face.

Gu Zhen's face was solemn, and now in Gaofan, he was much stronger than that time.

Gu Zhen looked at Gu Qingyang and the others. He was now sure that Gu Qingyang and the others kept silent about what must have happened in the wild ancient realm. Most of them were related to the mortal emperor.

Gu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and announce the result!" Gao Fan said to the referee.

"Oh!" The referee hurried forward to investigate the situation of Lingquan.

"Gao Fan, win!"

"Wow!" The audience was boiling.

"I wipe it! It's a spike."

"In this level of battle, it is actually a spike!"

"Madan, the dignified nine-star Dou Zun, the commander of the Heitan Army, was killed in a second!"

Guxun took a deep breath and sat down on the chair, his eyes a little lost.

"Master Gu Zhen, the old man is ignorant, what has happened just now?"

Gu Zhen looked solemn and shook his head slightly.

"Don't hide it from Elder Guson, I didn't see it clearly either."

Gu Xun tilted his head to look at Gu Zhen, his expression did not seem to be lying, "Even you can't see clearly..."

The two turned their eyes to Gu Qingyang who was aside, Gu Qingyang pouted, spread his hands, and shrugged, "I don't know."

"Can I go down?" Gao Fan looked at the referee.

The referee nodded repeatedly, "Hmm!"

"Huh!" Gao Fan looked calm, as if he had done a trivial thing.

Pat buttocks and leave.

"If no one continues to challenge, then today will be over. Tomorrow is the day when the tomb will be opened. Please send candidates as agreed. See you tomorrow."

Gu Yuan nodded, his face calm and disappeared instantly.

Gao Fan and his party were also accompanied by Xun'er and went to the place arranged by the ancients for them.

On that day, Gao Fan ushered in the surrender of the Spirit Race and the Yan Race.

Originally, Huoxuan wanted to think about it, but when he saw Gao Fan's weird methods, his knees became weak.

The Yan Clan and the Spirit Clan were successfully recovered, and Gao Fan was not very happy.

Because the strength of these two races has been weakened to the extreme, absorbing them at most will have more Dou Zun, and no high-end combat power.

But it doesn't matter, Gao Fan has resources, but it takes time.

However, the medicine clan and the stone clan still have no intention of taking refuge in the mortal kingdom.

However, this was in Gao Fan's expectation. It is estimated that Yaomu, the group of closed-door elm heads, would not be able to surrender to the Fandom. At most, they would follow Lei Clan.

However, Yao Chen really expressed regret for this. In order to solve Yao Chen, Gao Fan also told others that even the ancients would belong to the mortal country, let alone the mere Yao clan.

The next day, when the sun rose, a strange atmosphere enveloped the entire Ancient Sacred Mountain Range.

"The Tomb of Heaven is opened..."

Xun'er nestled in Xiao Yan's arms in the pavilion of the courtyard where Gao Fan and the others were, watching the rising sun slowly in the distance.

"Yeah!" Gao Fan looked at the two men with an evil look, "You wouldn't be in the pavilion last night..."

"Go!" Xun'er hurriedly broke free from Xiao Yan's arms, blushing, "Gao Fan, if you say that again, I'm never finished with you!"

"Your Majesty, don't cancel Sister Xun'er!" Xiao Yu walked over, and Yao Chen followed.

"Your Majesty, here we are!" Huoxuan of Yan Clan and Ling Jue of Ling Clan walked into the yard. They are both qualified persons of the two races.

"Yeah!" Gao Fan nodded and looked at Xun'er, "Since it's all here, the guide Xun'er..."

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