Qingluan's face was blushing, not as cold as usual, like a girl in love, secretly peeping at Lin Fan's ever-changing expression.

After a while, Lin Fan smiled. How had he ever hesitated so much?

Since he knows that he cannot tolerate other men approaching Qingluan, it means that he has her in his heart.

We have experienced many things together, from the misunderstanding at the beginning, to following along all the way, experiencing life and death, and now the half-month wait.

Can I really miss it?

Lin Fan knew that everything had been revealed by the Immortal today.

If he refuses or plays dumb today, maybe Qingluan and Qingluan will really be strangers in this life, right?

Moreover, if he is refusing to accept the call and pretending to be stupid, then it would be too hurtful.

He walked over with a smile on his face, raised Qingluan's chin with his hand, and said with a chuckle: "Will you stay with me for the rest of your life?"

Qingluan looked at Lin Fan, smiling, and shed tears as he smiled: "I am willing to follow you in life and death."

Lin Fan scraped the bridge of Qingluan's straight nose intimately: "With me, there is only life and no death."

"Yes." Qingluan lowered her head, her eyes filled with happiness and satisfaction. She didn't ask for anything, as long as she could follow Lin Fan in the future.

"Let's go, now, I will take you to kill people." Lin Fan rubbed Qingluan's long hair and held his catkins.

Qingluan is very docile, like a kitten, and her palms feel hot, as if there is electricity flowing through her body.

The ageless man curled his lips, this boy, embraced the beauty, but in the end he left him as a matchmaker aside.

"Do you know where they are?" Lin Fan asked.

Qingluan shook his head: "I have been waiting for you here. I don't know where they have arrived, but two hours ago, I sensed a terrifying murderous aura coming from the east."

"Directly east?" Lin Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Could we have reached that place?"

Qingluan nodded: "I guess it should be that due east is the direction of the main tomb. It should be that I met the Tianbao plant mentioned by the master, and then I could feel the terrifying murderous aura across thousands of miles."

"Haha, that Tianbao is a gift from me to my wife as a token of love, how can those rubbish plot it?" The cold light in Lin Fan's eyes condensed into substance.

"Who is your wife?" Qingluan's pretty face suddenly turned red, shy and timid.

Lin Fan chuckled and held Qingluan's hand tightly: "You."

"Shameless, you two should restrain yourself. You know, I am still behind you." The immortal man wanted to say that showing affection will kill you quickly.

Lin Fan glanced at this old guy, the instigator, how dare he speak?

Dragon Soul Grass, the place where true dragons fall in groups, has a chance to be born. It is a rare occurrence in the world and is rare in millions of years.

The Tianbao that Qingluan and Lin Fan talked about was this thing.

According to legend, if a dragon swallows the Dragon Soul Grass, it can open up spiritual wisdom and increase the chance of transforming into a dragon and ascending. If a real dragon swallows it, it can break the mirror and become a god.

Of course, the role of this dragon soul grass is not limited to this. It has a greater effect on cultivators. It can enhance the power of the cultivator's soul and help the cultivator break the mirror.

Among the two effects, the most important one is actually to improve the spiritual power of the cultivator. You must know that to a certain extent, the improvement of the spiritual power symbolizes the improvement of the spiritual power of the cultivator.

After reaching the Soul Refining Realm, if you want to break the mirror, you must rely on enlightenment, so the Dragon Soul Grass, which can enhance the power of the cultivator's soul, is very precious.

Lin Fan's eyes flashed coldly, he had decided on this Dragon Soul Grass.

A group of people are already blasting away everything in their way?

That's great, I'm making a wedding dress for him.

Fallen Dragon Valley, one of the Jedi in the Emperor's Tomb.

There are countless dragon carcasses lying around, the shortest ones are several thousand meters long, and the longest ones are tens of thousands of meters long. These dragon carcasses have their tails facing outward and their heads facing inward, as if they are defending something.

In the center of these dragon heads, there is a platform, which is thousands of feet high. On the platform, there is a huge blood-colored dragon shadow. This dragon shadow is very vivid and looks like a living creature, and there is a strange grass growing in this dragon shadow.

On the strange grass, there are rows of dragon scales. There is a fruit on the top, which looks like a dragon head. There are four leaves on the branches, which look like dragon claws. It is very strange.

Qinglin, the strong men of the ancient crocodile clan, and others were all outside the Fallen Dragon Valley, staring greedily at this strange grass.

Each one of them was covered in blood, as if they had gone through an infinite war, and there were more than a dozen corpses in the Dragon Valley, all of which were lost by this group of people.

"I didn't expect to see the Dragon Soul Grass that only exists in legends here." Qinglin's eyes were greedy.

He is only one step away from the soul refining realm. If he gets this dragon soul grass, he might be able to use it to break the mirror and directly become a strong soul refining expert. By then, his sword position will be stable.

Who can rob him?

Meier is extremely charming, and every move she makes is full of the ultimate power of temptation, as if this charm has penetrated deep into her bones.

But now, her whole body was cold and stern, and her exposed delicate skin was stained with blood. It was obvious that she had gone through a hard battle.

"If we all charge once, we may be able to break through the obstacles of all beasts." She stood up and spoke.

This Dragon Soul Grass is of greater use to his ancient crocodile clan. The Ancient Crocodile clan already has a trace of the blood of a true dragon. If he gets this Dragon Soul Grass, he may be able to return to his ancestors and transform into a divine dragon.

Hearing Mei'er speak like this, the eyes of the others flashed. After charging once, can they rush in?

Wu Qingcheng frowned tightly, looking at the ordinary Dragon Valley, it seemed that there was no crisis at all, but every time they wanted to rush in, countless monsters would invisibly spawn and rush towards them.

After trying again and again, they did not gain half an advantage at all. Instead, they were rushed to pieces by the ferocious monsters, leaving behind more than a dozen corpses of strong men. Now, is it possible to enter again?

"What? Are you all scared? You don't dare to rush in anymore and you want to give up this huge opportunity?" Seeing that no one responded, Meier continued to speak, her phoenix eyes showing a look of contempt.

"Afraid?"

The soul-refining expert in casual cultivation licked his lips: "What if I kill ten in and ten out? It's just that I can't get close to the Dragon Soul Grass at all."

Meier sneered: "How will you know if you don't try?"

It’s not like her ancient crocodile clan doesn’t have soul-refining experts following her, so she has nothing to fear.

"I don't recommend entering now. You must at least know how to crack it. You must at least know how to crack the countless monsters that appear." Wu Qingcheng also spoke.

"Haha... can the legendary Nine Phoenix Princess be afraid? What a joke." Meier sneered.

"Afraid? Why should I, Wu Qingcheng, be afraid? I just don't want to cause too many casualties." Wu Qingcheng glanced at Mei'er.

This may be a competition between the same peerless beauties. The two of them dislike each other and often compete with each other.

"Haha, Mei'er, you have to be considerate. A woman who has just lost her lover is always different from usual." A young man from the ancient crocodile family sat on a rock and spoke.

"Do you want to die?" Wu Qingcheng felt pain in her heart for no reason.

"Haha, you are so angry that you are so embarrassed?" Meier smiled sweetly.

"I'm just stating this once. I have nothing to do with Lin Fan, and you all agree that he is dead? If he suddenly comes back, will you be frightened to death?" Wu Qingcheng held a long sword in her hand.

"He's not dead? Are you kidding?" Qinglin sneered: "Can you survive by crossing the void with your physical body?"

Others were laughing too.
Chapter completed!