You Fan lowered his avatar and was thinking about something. In fact, he was shocked and scolded him for causing trouble. He thought to himself: Damn, two hundred years ago, you didn’t say so much. Now that you have cultivated a half-step immortal lotus, you have taught people a lesson in the tone of your master. What’s the matter?

You Fan actually didn't accept Luo Shihong in his heart, but there was no way. Since the sword technique of the half-step immortal lotus appeared in the martial arts tower on Yuhong Mountain, Luo Shihong had become the most eye-catching existence in the entire Qixia Realm. Even the dean said that this half-step immortal lotus had sacred traces and was praised continuously. As a result, there were endless people who were flattering in the mountains. Even the eldest brother, the third brother would nod and hold it with a look when he saw this junior brother.

But are these things they are really willing to do?

Obviously not.

You Fan understood that Luo Shihong's central idea was nothing more than to tell him that even if he was chased, he would not be confused. He should do whatever he should do. What a great powerhouse is not a big deal in Luo Shihong's eyes. Just kill him directly when he comes.

"You are so crazy, sooner or later, you will capsize in the gutter." You Fan thought with hatred.

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In the morning light in the evening, the clouds were rising, and by the clear spring outside the Yangguan Road, several figures flew down one by one with intermittent distances.

Feng Jueyu lit the crystal clear spring surface, waving layers of calm but uneven waves, and took steps to fly across the clear spring.

Luo Xuexin followed her, as well-behaved as a maid from a wealthy family. Her expression was as peaceful as she was holding a sword in her hand. The cold light was hidden behind the jade body wrapped in Gongsha, and the sword energy was hidden from the tip of the sword, restraining it without releasing it.

She maintained a calm attitude in front of her, but behind her was full of sharpness, as if facing a great enemy.

But when she thinks about her condition, she feels ridiculous. After all, she is not really close to her, nor is she a maid. She can be here because she is simply afraid of the strength of the mysterious master who is amazingly skilled and terrifying. At this moment, dozens of fierce currents are surging in the open and secret ways, and the sound of shouting and killing and the collision of magic weapons are mixed, and it is coming in a mixed manner, getting closer and closer.

Behind him were four helpless escorts, Ruan Shuheng and three followers around him gritted their teeth all the way. I don’t know how many times I have been trying to grab people, but in the end I still didn’t make up my mind to give it a try.

The reason is that the guy who kidnapped his junior sister was too domineering.

It's too sharp.

Everyone flew past the clear spring and came to a large open space in the woods. The sound of fighting hundreds of feet in front of them was frequently and fierce. There was a faint sword energy, sword energy, and soul power mixed with bursts of light. The ripples of energy in the woods never stopped. It came from a distance. Feng Jueyu and Luo Xuexin avoided sideways, calming their minds, and the latter followed the rules and took action step by step.

After slowly entering the open space, everyone found that there were more than 20 people fighting fiercely in the woods, unable to tell who was in the same group as whom. Anyway, the fight was extremely fierce.

In the middle of the clearings of the woods, everyone surrounded an extremely thick tree and fought in the darkness. At the half-waist of the big tree, there was a blue light shining with a lively and brilliant color, like an attractive treasure, which always attracted the attention of those who were fighting fiercely, and really made them completely ignore it. Such a fierce fight had attracted the close attention of several other guys.

Feng Jueyu did not hide his whereabouts, and his eyes were burning at the scene of the fierce battle.

There are more than 20 people, and there are no less than six masters in the Qiankun Realm. The other masters in the Chengdao Realm are those who are strong with the strengths of many families, have a high understanding and talent. The only difference between them and those powerful people in the Qiankun Realm is that their realm has not yet reached the Qiankun Realm step, but they are definitely not weak, but they are very strong.

Feng Jueyu glanced at the woods and ignored all these people from his own perspective as if he was despised.

His eyes were cast on the stout and unimaginable old locust tree in the deep mountains, and his spiritual eyes were black and locked on the green streaming light on it.

In the flowing light, there is a talisman, a seal, and a symbol that looks comparable to the restriction of a formation.

What these people snatched was the symbol above.

He glanced briefly and felt that the symbol was a little familiar, as if it was related to a character in the divine language recorded in the Book of Knowing Destiny, but it didn't look very similar when carefully identified.

He used his brain and tried his best to search for all the divine words in the classics left by the Demon Emperor that he had read in the past three years. In the end, he did not find the same one. However, the talisman or the seal was so familiar. The first few dozen breaths looked like the word "Ming" in the divine word, and the next few dozen breaths looked like the word "Hi".

When Feng Jueyu learned the divine language, the process was to first recognize the pattern of the divine language, divide the momentum with shape, and then gradually recognize the familiar stroke order. The talisman is indeed very similar to the word "Minghui". There is a symbol similar to "Sun" on the left, but this is not accurate, because the strokes of the word "Minghui" he knew are very different from this talisman.

The insights on the appearance pattern ended here. Soon, in order to understand the essence hidden in the talisman, Feng Jueyu released his spiritual consciousness to penetrate and inquire.

The spiritual consciousness was released quietly and soon sank into the green light on the surface outside the talisman. Suddenly, the spiritual consciousness converged, and Feng Jueyu's pupils suddenly expanded. In the dark, an extremely powerful force of vitality seemed to be transmitted into his sea of ​​consciousness.

He was standing outside the woods, with a relatively safe distance from the scene of the fight. At this moment, there was no need to release too much energy to focus on whether anyone would affect him. He just blindly retracted his spiritual sense to pay attention to the strange energy of life that appeared in his mind.

He saw a large area of ​​barren hills, boundless and yellow, like an uninteresting area with nothing around.

But at this moment, the blue stream of light that suddenly broke into the sea of ​​consciousness fell from the air, took root in the middle of the hills, sprouted, and grew a small grass.

The grass was extremely small, only a few inches high, and could not be seen from afar, but from then on, the large deserted hilly area no longer had only the yellowish color of earth.

Taking roots, the vigorous vitality began to penetrate deep into the hilly areas. The grass grew high and grew taller, gradually becoming more than one foot high.
Chapter completed!