"Xiao Wei!"

The wind disappeared and turned into a figure, which was the long-lasting victory of Baili.

Baili Changsheng looked at the wound on his son's body, and there seemed to be no more sadness, and his eyes were filled with deep thoughts.

"Why didn't the two elders Feng, Hong die here..."

Baili Changsheng scattered his spiritual consciousness and searched everywhere, but he did not sense the aura of other people.

He closed his eyes and made gestures, and used the method of heavenly calculation.

He wanted to know what happened to his son Bailiwei before his death.

As the mark in his hand changed, Baili Changsheng's brows frowned even tighter.

"How could it be two people? This matter is indeed a bit strange!"

Although he didn't know the specifics, he also calculated that it was not the same person who killed Baili Wei and the Taoist guardians around him, but the murderers were two!

"No matter what, this matter is related to Tang Fan, maybe he is his accomplice! As long as you catch Tang Fan, you will understand everything!"

Baili Changsheng's eyes shot out fierce light, and the fire of cultivation was emitting cremation of his son. Then he took out a porcelain jar and put the ashes into the storage bag.

"Xiaowei, when I kill Tang Fan, I will take you home!"

Baili Changsheng's face was gloomy, and while calculating, he flew towards the depths of the mountains and forests.

Soon, his figure fell on a peak.

There is a cave there and some traces of fighting.

"It's the aura of Feng and Hong!"

Baili Changsheng landed at the entrance of the cave, and was about to calculate, but a sigh suddenly came from his ear: "Do you, Zhengyang Sect, these self-righteous grandsons, really think you can calculate your destiny!"

"This world is like a dream bubble. What you can calculate is also fake..."

"Who, get out!"

Baili Changsheng looked horrified and was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat.

With his ability to transform into a god, he didn't even know that he was touched by someone. This is too terrible.

However, Baili Changsheng used his spiritual sense to explore the surrounding area, but did not sense any breath...

Baili Changsheng knew that he had met someone he couldn't afford to offend.

He clasped his fists and bowed to the void, and said, "I wonder what advice can I give to you, can I show up?"

"You're ready!"

The man's voice seemed to fall from the sky, and the flying ashes around him seemed to be guided by this sound, and they all flew up and turned into starlight.

These light spots fuse together and turn into a light curtain in front of Baili Changsheng.

The light curtain is twisted, and the scene of Tang Fan fighting with Baili Wei and others before appears.

Although the picture is blurry and a bit scattered, Baili Changsheng can see clearly that it was not Tang Fan who killed his son...

Baili Changsheng breathed rapidly and secretly guessed the mysterious man's cultivation.

"Bang……"

After a muffled sound, the light curtain disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

"Did you see clearly?"

"I see clearly, thank you for your advice!"

“How do you feel?”

"These two deserve to die!"

Baili Changsheng's hatred for Tang Fan was more than that of the young man in white.

In his opinion, the initiator was Tang Fan!

"If you want to take revenge, I won't stop you, but I need to go into seclusion here for three days first!"

"What?"

Baili Changsheng was wondering, a black wind suddenly blew around him. The wind was unresisting and directly swept Baili Changsheng into the cave.

"Let me go!"

Baili Changsheng screamed. With his cultivation level, he had not been targeted like this for many years.

But there was no sound outside, and the mysterious man seemed to have left.

"I don't believe that I can't get out!"

Baili Changsheng scattered his cultivation and rushed towards the entrance of the cave with his fingers, but he was bounced back.

The mysterious man had already set up a formation outside the cave, which made him unable to shake it.

"ah!"

"Let me out!"

Boom boom boom boom...

Baili Changsheng used the strongest magical power, but he still couldn't shake the formation at all...

...

When Feng Chunyan opened her eyes, Tang Fan sat opposite her and meditated.

She slept very heavily and felt very tired, but in this fatigue, she felt extremely relaxed.

She looked down, tidied up her clothes, and looked at Tang Fan shyly.

Tang Fan opened his eyes and asked, "Is it okay to hurt?"

"Well, it's okay. What pills did you give me? Why did I sleep so hard? I don't seem to remember anything."

"I don't remember anything?"

Tang Fan asked staring into her eyes.

"Yeah, I don't remember it."

Feng Chunyan's face turned red and she turned her face away.

"That's bad!"

"What's wrong?"

Tang Fan said disappointedly: "Before you went to bed yesterday, I passed on the formula of the Blood Soul Illusion Sutra to you!"

"real?"

Feng Chunyan was shocked and quickly thought hard, but her mind was blank and she could not remember anything.

"Good junior brother, can you pass it on to me again?"

Feng Chunyan stepped forward and acted coquettishly, gently pushed Tang Fan's shoulder.

Tang Fan looked up and saw a snow-white pool.

He shook his head and smiled, "Not now, next time."

"Why?"

"Enemma, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Tang Fan pointed outside the cave, but there had never been a restless night outside, and many people had already arrived.

However, when these people saw the heads of Lu Siwei and others, they did not dare to speak out and hid quietly around them.

"Someone is here again?"

Feng Chunyan looked surprised, but she didn't feel anything at all.

"Let's go, let's see who...

Tang Fan grabbed her hand, but Feng Chunyan did not refuse, but her legs became weak and almost fell into Tang Fan's arms.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"nothing……"

Feng Chunyan lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

When the two of them came outside the cave, Feng Chunyan's men immediately surrounded him.

Tang Fan signaled them to get out of the way, and then shouted to the front: "If you don't have the courage to come out, I will leave!"

"Tang Fan, you are too arrogant! The disciples of the Blood Holy Sect are not something you can kill just by wanting to kill!"

The group flew from afar, and the two led the two, one was an old man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and the other was a young man at the peak of Jiedan.

Behind them, there were many disciples of Jiedan.

"It's Daozi Rongfang, his strength is not inferior to Lu Siwei. The old man is Elder Lin!"
To be continued...