"Good boy, this person is Meng Fan. He is really awesome! His age is quietly comparable to this blood-clothed Saint Hand Blood Tu. He is really a famous monk, and he is really a fierce man!"

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Following Meng Fan's name, the crowd suddenly echoed, and the people watching the hottest were exclaiming. It was not surprising that Meng Fan's bravery was not surprising. She was not watching Meng Fan like a monster. She could kill a great monk like Kuzhu Lao Demon and Hengmei King Kong without being crazy or arrogant? She looked at Meng Fan one by one but had a hint of awe.

"Meng Fan, after fighting for so long, no one can do anything to each other. This immortal palace has not been opened yet. It is not easy for us to fight with you or not. I will fight with you or not, but it will hurt others. **--*" After a moment of consideration, the Blood Clothing Saint Hand Blood Tu knew that Meng Fan was the most popular young handsome man in the cultivation world of the Great Jin Kingdom recently. He killed two old demons in the late stage of the Golden Pill, and the Hengmei King Kong, and were one of them stronger than the other. They were famous for a long time. The two of them had been famous for a long time. At least they were not comparable to the late stage of the Golden Pill cultivator who started to kill. If they insisted on fighting with Meng Fan at this moment, they would definitely pay a heavy value. When the Immortal Palace opened, they would suffer a lot of inconvenience due to Meng Fan's counterattack before death. This was a bad luck for others, and they could not help them.

"Are you surrendering? Did I hear it wrong? Didn't someone just shouting to send me my husband to the road early? How can I stop fighting after a while? Do you know that my husband is so arrogant that he is afraid of me?" After hearing the plan to stop the Blood Clothing Saint Hand Bloodslaughter, Meng Danfan took out his ears with disdain, and said in a tone that he didn't think so.

"Meng Fan, don't be satisfied. This is not because you are afraid of you, but because you don't want to fight for others cheaply for your own will." Xue Tu, the Blood Clothing Saint Hand, heard that he was in a state of nowhere and curled his lips with some disdain.

"Hmph... I want to hit you, and I don't hit you. If you think I'm a soft persimmon, I can't knead you. Then how can I stay in the cultivation world and settle in this immortal palace? At that time, not any dog ​​or cat can run to my head to stool and urinate?"

"What do you want to do to rest?"

"You have to go to bed. You can disappear from the front of me immediately. This is my place." Meng Fan said disdainfully. If it weren't for the fact that the sixth-level thunder wing eagle was not easy to reveal, he would not have been able to kill this blood-clothed holy hand blood slaughter with magic weapons and strong strength with his current method. Otherwise, he would have slaughtered him long ago, so why would he have said so much nonsense to him?

"Okay, this matter is decided, I will give you this place. I will not fight you in this unnecessary battle with you. I am not really afraid of you here. I will fight you with you or not!" Seeing that Meng Fan was willing to stop, the Blood Clothing Saint Hand Blood Tu said with a cold face. Today, this face was so embarrassing that he actually fell into a big blow in the hands of this junior, but he had to be the assistant. If he didn't join the assistant, he would have to fight with him. In the end, he would still suffer the consequences. At this moment, he held back his breath and waited for the immortal mansion to pick up the boy hard.

Forced by a junior, he had to give up the territory he occupied. The Blood Clothing Saint Hand Xue Tu felt very decent. His sleeves trembled, and brought up a bloody figure, and then disappeared from Meng Fan's eyes.

After the Blood Clothing Saint Hand left, Meng Fan breathed a sigh of relief. It would be best if the Thunder Winged Diao didn't use a trump card. However, if it was really a situation with the Blood Clothing Saint Hand that he never stopped. He couldn't care about so much, and used all the trump cards he could use to kill him.

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The manifestation of Meng Fan's battle is that no matter what the Blood Clothing Saint Hand Blood Slaughter was afraid of. This battle was incomplete, but the combat power reflected by Meng Fan is undoubtedly shocking. The rising stars are destined to rise from now on. They can fight with their early stage cultivation of the Jindan late stage cultivator, the Blood Clothing Saint Hand Blood Slaughter, who has become famous for nearly a hundred years, and such a ferocious person is enough to be proud of this life. They are looking at Meng Fan. That is awe, and besides awe, it is still awe.

Regarding the awe-inspiring eyes of the monks around him, Meng Fan did not feel much. He explained to the Ruan brothers and sisters, and used the magic power consumed for recovery as a gusto, and sat up on the huge bluestone slab with Kui Kui closed her eyes and meditated. Regarding Meng Fan's manifestation, the monks watching were sighing again. This is a master who acts openly and is not afraid of some snipers at all. This is also a kind of strength of his own strength.

After experiencing Meng Fan's storm, the surroundings of the valley were recovered from quietness. Meng Fan spent his magic power on meditation and rehabilitation, while Ruan's brothers and sisters Ruan Tianxing and Ruan Yuling were not idle either. A layer of restrictions were laid around the huge bluestone slab. Then they meditated with peace of mind. When they rushed to the top of the mountain, they were exhausted and their magic power was exhausted. After doing protective homework, they thought about the magic power spent on meditation and rehabilitation. If they couldn't do it, they would always be taken care of by Meng Fan and would not do anything! Even if Meng Fan did not drive them away, they would have no intention of staying by Meng Fan.

In a blink of an eye, the day passed quietly, and Meng Fan and Ruan brothers entered the ravine for one day. In this moment, there were rare people who showed no talent in the ravine, and then they began to strictly break into the ravine. Therefore, they could not be too quick to take off and soared. Everyone suffered a lot, but relying on their profound cultivation and after paying a certain value, they still rushed to the top of the mountain. Regarding the matter of watching others be frustrated, Meng Fan and his group were still willing to see it. They would not be foolish and reminded each other that all the masters on the top of the mountain looked at the people who broke into the formation below with a passionate attitude. Even if Meng Fan was strong, he would not be able to avoid being vulgar. He did something contrary to public anger.

Those who can enter this valley are all the strength of the late stage of the Jindan. Of course, Meng Fan and Ruan brothers and sisters are especially outside. After seeing the cultivation of the monks who suddenly entered the bottom of the valley, the Ruan brothers and sisters were lucky enough to say nothing. Among the hundreds of people, they were at the bottom. They were just helped by formations. No one stood up at will, which was not something they could resist.

Every day, people enter this ravine, which can be said to be wave after wave, and there are hot waves to see every day. Such hotness is still vulgar after seeing too much. Many people with deep strength do not think of this hotness, but the Immortal Palace has not yet opened, so they started to take a walk around the ravine. Meng Fan's magic power in his body has recovered, and he told the Ruan brothers and sisters that he also planned to go around the ravine to take a look. But what surprised Meng Fan was that this mountain

The surroundings of the ditch are full of dangers. These monks are not all gathered around the ravine to see the heat gathering around the ravine. The ravine is several times more risky than in the ravine. Because there are strong and strong monsters around the ravine and their strength is not weak, the sixth-level monster is the weakest that Meng Fan has ever seen. There are seventh-level and eighth-level monsters here, which is equivalent to the strong monsters in the Nascent Soul stage. If you are not careful, you only need to be killed instantly, so you stay around the ravine and wait for the Immortal Palace to open.

After this, Meng Fan's Jianwang strength did not dare to take risks alone. It was not that Meng Fan was afraid of the monsters here, but that he was unwilling to take risks. There were too many human cultivators here. There was a saying in the human cultivation world that humans were even more terrifying than Jianwang's monsters. Suppose it was not that they could trust their friends. After you fought with Jianwang's monsters, there were people who would come to pick up cheap prices. Suppose that under the temptation of satisfactory interests, even friends who you think you could trust would take advantage of others if you didn't stab someone, Meng Fan had to keep one hand. What's more, there were many people here, and the good and bad are mixed, so it was not a bad thing to keep one hand.

Three days passed after such a quiet moment. The restrictions in the ravine were loosened. Suddenly, it was a magnificent and unresolute way out of the ravine. At first, this ravine was a sealed ravine, with no way out, and could only fly to the top of the mountain. In other words, those who could enter this place were teleported to this place by formations, and the surroundings were full of dangers. We all gathered together.

"Brother Sun, it seems that someone invaded this formation from the outside. Looking at the intensity of the formation being unresolute, the formation is about to be broken." Seeing the forbidden magic array below being unresolute and violent, the terrain trembled, and Ruan Tianxing immediately said.

"Someone invaded this formation and wanted to shake this formation and get the True Lord of the Yuanying! Even a True Lord of the Yuanying is less than a Formation that shakes this place!" Meng Fan couldn't help but hear this.

"Eighty-months have passed, and each sect must have gathered satisfactory people to explore the immortal palace." Ruan Yuling, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but guess.

At this moment, the monks around the ravine were energetic and stared at the ditch's drastic changes without squinting, wanting to see if the fairy palace has really opened.
Chapter completed!