Chapter 23: Battle with the Soul Pill (I)

Following the stairs to the second floor, at the entrance, there were two maids wearing pink long skirts waiting. When they saw Chen Fan coming, one of them immediately greeted him with a smile and saluted: "Welcome the young master to the second floor of Lingtian Pavilion."

The appearance of these two maids is the best, and there is a different temptation in every move. Young cultivators lack experience and generally have extremely poor concentration. But what they could not imagine was that Chen Fan just glanced at them lightly and walked into the trading area on the second floor. His indifferent eyes were like a pool of stagnant water without any fluctuations.

The items on the second floor are all fifth and sixth grades. The people who bought things here are obviously much less than those on the first floor trading area. After scanning Chen Fan's divine thoughts, he found that all the cultivators here were cultivators in the Soul Condensation Realm, and there were even three middle-aged people. As soon as his divine thoughts were swept over, the three of them looked at him unhappily.

A strong man in the Soul Pill Realm! Chen Fan's face remained unchanged, but his heart skipped a beat. Between the practitioners, detecting others with divine thoughts is an impolite provocation.

The three middle-aged men just frowned and looked at Chen Fan, and continued to choose what they needed. In their opinion, young cultivators like Chen Fan are generally children of some sects or aristocratic families.

Regarding Chen Fan's arrival, the other cultivators just glanced lightly and ignored him. A waiter in blue clothes walked over with a smile and said, "What do you need for a young master? In any trading area, there are all kinds of treasures of fifth and sixth grades."

With one hand, a bottle of green lotus pill appeared in his hand. Chen Fan casually threw it at the blue waiter and said, "I'm selling pills, take me to the elixir area."

The blue-clothed waiter carefully caught the jade bottle, then respectfully handed it to Chen Fan, saying, "I can only receive it, but I can't collect the pills. Please come with me, my son."

Following the waiter all the way to the pill area, two people were buying pills at this time. Chen Fan's arrival immediately attracted the attention of both of them. When the two of them turned around, Chen Fan's always indifferent face couldn't help but be stunned.

These two are young men and women. The girl is wearing a long red dress, long black hair like a waterfall, and delicate face like an elf. Chen Fan can't help but feel that time flies, and she is more beautiful than four years ago.

"Chen Fan?" The girl was slightly stunned, and then spoke in surprise.

"Haha, Ruoyu, long time no see." Chen Fan smiled slightly, as if he was not used to it. He rarely smiled alone for the years.

Seeing Chen Fan and Ruoyu look at me, I look at you in a daze. The young man frowned and said, "Is this your friend?"

"Well, Senior Brother Tang Kui, he is Chen Fan who I mentioned to you." As he said, Ruoyu walked towards Chen Fan, looked Chen Fan carefully, and said, "Have you become a cultivator?" He opened his mouth slightly, obviously a little surprised.

"Just by chance." Chen Fan had no soul power fluctuations on his body. Ruoyu naturally could not see his cultivation level, but being able to come to the second floor of Lingtian Pavilion obviously proved the identity of Chen Fan's cultivator.

At this moment, Tang Kui walked slowly and said, "I heard about Brother Chen's name for a long time. It is said that Brother Chen was still a mortal four years ago. Now his cultivation level is even more difficult to see through. I admire him, and admire him!" Although he said this, the conspiracy in the corner of his eyes was keenly noticed by Chen Fan.

Hearing Tang Kui's words, Ruoyu couldn't help but frowned and felt a little unhappy. Tang Kui's meaning was very obvious. Chen Fan was still a mortal four years ago, and even if he had practiced for four years, he was nothing.

After sweeping away the divine thoughts, the two of them had all their cultivation. Ruoyu had just entered the soul gathering, and Tang Kui had achieved great success in soul condensation. Four years ago, Chen Fan was a mortal, and Ruoyu was also a mortal.

He glanced at Tang Kui in a faint look. Chen Fan didn't take him seriously at all. He was just a cultivator who had a great soul condensed. He could wipe it out in an instant with just a divine thought.

"It seems that Ruoyu, you have entered the sect now. How have you been in the past few years?" Four years ago, in order to practice the "Nine Turns Heart Refining Art" that requires love, Chen Fan made himself fall in love with Ruoyu and was hurt by Ruoyu. He knew in his heart that with Ruoyu's arrogance, he could not fall in love with a mortal, but he was not really in love with her at all.

Perhaps, we will meet again four years later, and only sigh that the world will change. Chen Fan thought so in his heart.

After being ignored by Chen Fan, Tang Kui suddenly became angry. Ruoyu was about to speak, and he took the lead and said, "Junior Sister Ruoyu joined our sixth-grade Yuling Sect four years ago, and now she has become a dual-cultural partner with Jaexia." As she said, Tang Kui's hand was placed on Ruoyu's waist at the same time, and she embraced her in her arms.

He frowned slightly, and a purple light flashed deep in his deep eyes. Tang Kui spoke in a tit-for-tat way, as if he was intentionally targeting him. Chen Fan was not a person with a very good temper. He only heard him snorting coldly and said, "I have something to do, please let me do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Fan handed the waiter beside him a wink. The waiter immediately understood and led him to the counter in the elixir area.

Seeing Chen Fan seemingly angry, Ruoyu opened her mouth slightly and wanted to call him. She suddenly felt a pain in her waist, but she was grabbed by Tang Kui's hand. Tang Kui sneered at the corner of her mouth, looking at Chen Fan's back, and said, "I don't know which sect Brother Chen belongs to? Do you know where to practice the first-grade skill? Or why don't you have no soul power at all?"

Chen Fan's aura was restrained all over his body, but Tang Kui thought that Chen Fan had just become a cultivator, and probably was not even at the level of soul-induced energy, and there was no fluctuation of soul power in his body.

Chen Fan paused slightly when he was so sarcastic by the other party. When he turned around, his divine thoughts swept across his breath and his breath was fully opened. Tang Kui only saw a flash of purple light in Chen Fan's eyes, and he felt his consciousness blurred. His divine thoughts were severely injured. He immediately let out a loud mouthful of red blood!

"For Ruoyu's sake, I will kill you. Next time, I will kill you!" The other party came from a sixth-grade sect, but Chen Fan did not want to attack the enemy. Although he was carrying the secret technique of the shocking skills, his strength is just starting out. As for Ruoyu's sake, it is just a nice saying.

If he hadn't been concerned about the sixth-grade Yuling Sect, even if Ruoyu came to ask Chen Fan, Chen Fan would have killed him! After not seeing him for four years, Ruoyu was no longer the arrogant but still simple girl back then.

Chen Fan let go of the aura that was only stronger than the peak of the soul condensed realm, and immediately attracted the attention of the cultivators on the second floor of Lingtian Pavilion. Onlookers came one after another, and the three middle-aged people in the realm of Soul Pill were among them.

"Young Sect Master! Are you injured? Who is it?" Seeing Tang Kui being injured, the three middle-aged men in green robe changed their faces. They walked to him and asked, and the three pairs of eyes looked at Chen Fan at the same time.

"It's him, a little bastard! Three uncles helped me take this person!" Tang Kui pointed at Chen Fan, his young and pale face showed ferociousness, and there was a hint of fear.

"Who fellow Taoist, which sect, what sect do you want? Why did you hurt my young leader of the Yuling Sect? If you take action, you will seriously hurt your spiritual consciousness. Could it be that you are bullying me, there is no one in the Yuling Sect?" Three middle-aged men in the Soul Pill Realm walked out, and a huge aura rushed towards Chen Fan!

Low-level cultivators, whether in terms of breath, momentum, or soul power, are countless times worse than high-level cultivators. However, because the practice of skills is extraordinary, the difference between this aura and momentum oppression cannot have any impact on Chen Fan at all.

"Although I have no sect or sect, this person has repeatedly sought Chen's troubles, and it's good to not kill him." Chen Fan could sense that these three middle-aged people were in the early stage of the soul pill. If all his magical powers were revealed, he was confident that he could definitely protect his life without worries.

"No Sectless? Do you dare to hurt me even in the wilderness? I am the young leader of the Yuling Sect. Who are you?" When Tang Kui heard Chen Fan's No Sectless, he no longer had any scruples in his heart. For Yuling Sect, he would kill him as much as he wanted to deal with a casual cultivator.

"Die!" The murderous intent suppressed in my heart surged into my heart. Chen Fan shouted coldly, and his divine thought turned into a purple sword and instantly crossed the distance between several steps and stabbed Tang Kui's eyebrows!

"You dare!" The three of them shouted loudly, and three divine thoughts suddenly appeared in front of Tang Kui, and instantly collided with the purple sword.

Under the impact of the divine thoughts of the three powerful soul pill realms, the God-killing Sword dissipated without a trace with a thud. The three divine thoughts also shrank back like a frightened rabbit. The faces of the three middle-aged cultivators couldn't help but change. They were also secretly injured in the extreme divine attack of the God-killing Sword.

Dingdengdeng... After all, Chen Fan's cultivation level is not enough now. Facing the three soul pill powerful men at the same time, he immediately took three steps in a row. If this body was not strong, he would have been seriously injured by spraying blood on his mouth.

"What a strange magical power. I wonder which senior master you are from?" One of the three middle-aged cultivators on the opposite side walked out and asked. After all, there were countless strong people hidden in Qiankun Tiandi, and some strong people even dared to provoke some seventh and eighth sects!

"Not to tell!" Although he took three steps, Chen Fan was not injured at all. His fighting spirit rose up in his heart, but he had the idea of ​​letting go of his hands and feet with the three people on the other side. Since he accepted the inheritance of his ancestor Ni Chentian, the belligerent bloodline seemed to awaken in his body and integrate into his bones!

"Since my fellow Taoist refuses to tell me, we can only take you down first!" At the arrogance of Chen Fan, the three of them frowned. While speaking, the three of them took action at the same time. Two of them turned into big hands to grab Chen Fan, while the other one moved and appeared at the entrance of the stairs to prevent Chen Fan from escaping.

"Haha, if it is in the middle stage of the soul pill, you may be afraid, but if you want to keep me, Chen Fan, in the early stage of the soul pill, it is still far from it!" A flash of light in your hand, and the ancient purple emperor heavenly supreme sword appeared in your hand. The long sword waved continuously, and two sword lights about twelves flew away, facing the two big hands he was grabbing.

With two puffs, although the black sword light was crushed by the big hand, it slowed down the big hand's offensive slightly, and the soul power that formed the big hand was much dimmed.
Chapter completed!