"Fellow Daoist Zhang is worthy of being an elder than me!"

"Although his cultivation level is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, his sharpness of words is three points better than that of the late great monks!"

"We demon monks don't bother to do this racial thing."

"If we want to seize the body, we will do it openly!"

"It's not something shameful, so why hide it?"

"Hahaha!"

The five demon cultivators laughed endlessly, and when they saw the five people on the opposite side taking action, they also burst into laughter at the same time.

Two waves of men and horses fought together above the Chaotic Beast Sea Abyss, and the colorful brilliance rolled towards Chen Fan by the old monster Blood Spirit was interrupted out of thin air by the big black hand of the old ghost Hei Xiao.

For a moment, there were colorful lights above the sea, and ten Nascent Soul monks were fighting against each other.

As for Chen Fan, a little shrimp in building foundations, he was staggered by the air waves like a kite with a broken string in the fight between the two Nascent Soul cultivators.

However, Chen Fan could still feel the strong Nascent Soul consciousness enveloped in his body.

As long as he can't get rid of the spiritual lock of these old monsters, Chen Fan can't even think of escaping in the chaos.

"MD!"

"When I improve my cultivation, I will definitely come back and kill these bastards!"

Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, and he swallowed the most important storage bag in his mouth, and then took out a storage bag that had been prepared in advance and held it in his hand. With a cruel heart, he implemented the golden cicada's escape plan that he had thought of in advance, regardless of his life.

He rushed towards the battle between the old monster Blood Spirit and the old ghost Black Xiao.

"boom!"

The confrontation between the two Nascent Souls' mana was like missiles firing at each other, exploding in mid-air. Chen Fan felt that his body was affected by an astonishing mana, and his body was swept backwards into the sea level like a deflated rubber ball.

In addition, Chen Fan mobilized the Fierce Divine Sword in his body and cut himself to pieces from the inside out. Under the blade of the Fierce Divine Sword, he cut himself into several pieces and fell into the abyss of beasts.

Seeing the death of the rightful master who had the chance to become a god, all the ten Nascent Soul monks on the sea had no intention of fighting. They stopped fighting and used their escape light to shoot toward the place where Chen Fan died.

The closest ones, Old Ghost Hei Xiao and Ancestor Blood Spirit, turned into two rays of rainbow light and fell into the sea, entangled with each other.

In the end, it was the magic thunder escape technique of the old ghost Hei Xiao who gained the upper hand. He grabbed the storage bag left by Chen Fan in his hand, and then flapped his thunder wings, tearing out hundreds of afterimages on the sea surface like a ghost.

"Heixiao old ghost, don't leave!"

"Kill me, the direct descendant of the Blood Spirit Palace!"

"I, Zhang Kui, will fight you until death!" Seeing that the storage bag was snatched away by his opponent, the old monster from the Blood Spirit was furious and chased after him at top speed using the colorful escape light.

However, after witnessing Chen Fan's death, the old monster Blood Spirit still had some doubts in his heart: "How did this kid die?"

"Is it possible that he was affected by the energy from our fight?"

"It shouldn't be!"

"After all, this boy is rumored to be the person who climbed the stone steps to the sky. His physical cultivation is comparable to the early stage physical cultivation of Jindan."

"With this level of magical energy, it shouldn't be easy to kill him."

The Blood Spirit Ancestor was a little puzzled, but now that the rare treasure at the bottom of the pond was taken away by the old ghost Heixiao, he did not care to investigate the cause of death of a dead person.

As for the remaining eight Nascent Soul cultivators, they also had sighs on their faces after their spiritual consciousness detected that Chen Fan's body was indeed in pieces and that he would not be able to survive the surgery.

"What a pity for a junior with extraordinary potential."

"If this child does not die, there will be a chance of becoming a god in a thousand years."

"Since the opportunity to transform into a god has been taken away by the old ghost Hei Xiao, it is not in vain that my brothers came all the way to support me. At least I will have some soup to drink when I get back."

"We can't let these evil demons easily succeed in their crooked ways. Chase them quickly!"

For a time, escaping lights appeared everywhere on the sea, and various strange escaping techniques emerged one after another, even disturbing the territory of some transformed monster beasts in the Chaotic Beast Sea Abyss.

The fragments of Chen Fan's body that sank to the bottom of the sea lost value in the eyes of these Nascent Soul Ancestors, so they sank little by little to the bottom of the sea and were swallowed by a swimming giant fish monster that smelled the fishy smell.

…

About three days later, this giant fish monster, which was no more than the third level, suddenly suffered from severe pain in its stomach while sleeping. After struggling for a few times on the seabed, it was exploded into a ball of blood by a huge force from the inside out.

After the blood stains dissipated, Chen Fanjing, who had recovered as before, stood on the seabed, spit out the storage bag in his mouth, performed a water-avoiding technique, dug a small hole on the seabed, and dived in to rest temporarily.

"It seems that the stronger the body, the longer it takes for resurrection."

In the small cave in the deep sea, Chen Fan recalled the escape plan three days ago and felt a little scared.

If he hadn't relied on this mysterious power of self-healing and faked his own death regardless of his own life, Chen Fan would never have thought of any means he could use to escape from under the noses of those ten Nascent Soul cultivators.

However, this escape plan is not a foolproof strategy. If one of the Yuanying monks suddenly collects his body on a whim, then his plan to fake death and resurrection will definitely have flaws.

In addition, there is still a possibility of exposing the mysterious self-healing power in your body!

Fortunately, at that time, good and evil were opposing each other, so Chen Fan's success rate increased significantly due to Chen Fan's dangerous move.

"Now I have faked my death and escaped."

"Zhang Jing's identity is useless."

"There is no way to go back to the Giant Spirit Palace."

"But these old Nascent Soul monsters are taking advantage of me at will. I won't let go of this resentment easily!" Chen Fan snorted coldly and checked his belongings.

The Fierce God Sword and the storage bag were both kept intact. Except for the storage bag thrown before he faked his death, Chen Fan did not suffer much loss this time.

However, when he cut himself off, Chen Fan used the method of cutting himself into pieces. As his body was torn apart, he still lost a lot of the blood of the demonic beasts in his body.

…

After recuperating in a small cave under the sea for more than a month, the animal blood in his body returned to its original state. When Chen Fan felt that it was almost time, he used his animal spirit transformation and transformed into a five-meter-long purple-green flying snake and swam out of the seabed.

There are many monsters in this chaotic abyss of beasts, and Chen Fan is also afraid of what the old Yuanying monsters will leave behind, so it is most conservative to leave this place in the form of monsters.

In addition, the shape of the purple-green flying snake was suitable for swimming in the sea, and the body of the monster beast provided cover. It took nearly half a year for Chen Fan to reach the inland sea where human monks were scattered from the depths of the outer sea without any risk.

You can no longer go to Yuanpeng Island because it is the duty territory of Juling Palace.

After finding a large island of monks occupied by the Biyun Dao, Chen Fan removed the magical power of the beast spirit, transformed the beast into a human, and combined with some magical powers to disguise himself, he disguised himself as a two-meter tall man with blond hair.

Entering the monk city of Yuanxia Island with swagger.

At this time, almost two years had passed since the Kunxu Water Palace was opened, and the rumors that Chen Fan had the opportunity to become a god were already a thing of the past.

In addition, half a month ago, rumors leaked from the Giant Spirit Hall that Chen Fan was killed in the hands of evil cultivators. Many monks gave up the idea of ​​chasing Chen Fan to seize the opportunity.

However, the casual cultivators on Yuanxia Island have been talking about Chen Fan's death for several days. It is said that no less than ten Yuan Ying ancestors took action, which caused great controversy among the casual cultivators.

Although there are many opportunities in the open sea, the opportunity to become a god is rare in thousands of years.

A foundation-building monk with endless potential finally appeared, but he fell into the hands of the Yuan Ying Ancestor before he could grow up.
Chapter completed!