Su Fan glanced at the exposed corner and hurriedly started digging harder.

The old ghost behind him watched his movements, and the corner of his mouth twitched for a moment.

When Su Fan said to find a place for him before, did he mean to occupy someone else's position?

This is the tomb of an immortal. Even if it were to be buried for him, he would not dare to, or even have the ability to bury it.

He doesn't have Su Fan's body. Who knows what it will look like after being buried. If it is eroded by the immortal energy, he may not even have a chance to be reincarnated.

"What do you want to do?" the old ghost asked hurriedly.

"What are you doing? Can't you see that I can make room for you? Don't worry, I'm very knowledgeable about this kind of thing."

Su Fan laughed and said, "I've done this kind of thing before, but the pay was a little less, so I haven't done it again. Now I'm back to my old job."

Hearing this, the old ghost's heart twitched.

He was also an old acquaintance of Su Fan, and this was the first time he knew that Su Fan had done such a thing before.

"Forget it, I'll find another place. This... is where the Immortal Burial Attendant is after all. Aren't you disturbing others' rest?"

The old ghost asked worriedly.

If it were anyone else, he might not have cared about it, but this was an immortal funeral attendant, and he couldn't bear it.

Su Fan smiled nonchalantly and said: "Don't worry, the unlucky guy here has died long ago, otherwise I wouldn't have chosen it for you. You don't have to worry about the immortal energy. I will take the coffin away directly.

It will also be taken away."

After hearing Su Fan's words, the old ghost breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Fan would not harm him in this matter, so it might be good to stay here.

I saw Su Fan raising his hands to grab both sides of the coffin, then roaring angrily, using both hands to lift the entire coffin out.

Immediately, the coffin was completely pulled out, and the immortal energy continued to overflow, impacting Su Fan's body uncontrollably.

"Bang! Bang!"

Su Fan patted the coffin beside him and said with a smile: "Okay, you prepare, I will put all the immortal energy into the coffin, and then you can be buried."

As he spoke, he opened the coffin slightly and said to the bones and corpse inside: "Take away all your immortal energy, or I will dismantle you now."

Old ghost:......

Funeral attendants:......

Who the hell is this person?

Can you give some face to the immortal corpse? After all, he is also an immortal.

"Wow——"

The next moment, all the fairy energy seemed to be attracted, and they all got into the golden heart wood coffin, leaving not a trace behind.

This scene shocked all the funeral attendants, and none of them knew how to speak.

This gravedigger is definitely not the guide of the Whispering River. How can there be a guide who is not afraid of the immortal energy and even digs the graves of immortals?

What kind of helper did the old ghost find?

Seeing that the immortal energy had been absorbed, Su Fan safely placed the coffin into his Qiankun Ring.

This is the corpse of an immortal. It can help you withstand a wave of thunder tribulations when you are going through tribulations, right?

"Who are you?" A confused voice came from a coffin on the cliff.

Su Fan turned to look at them, and said with a smile: "I, Duan Yu, from the Zhatian Gang, have the honor to meet you all and say hello one by one. If you have the opportunity to come out in the future, you must remember me from the Zhatian Gang."

The Zhatian Gang?!

When did the world of cultivation gain such terrifying forces?

All the funeral attendants remembered the Zhaotian Gang, and even the name Duan Yu was remembered in their hearts.

The old ghost put down his coffin, opened the lid and let out a long sigh.

After all, he has reached this step. The next time he comes out, Su Fan will have already ascended.

"How strong are you now?" The old ghost suddenly stared at Su Fan and asked.

Su Fan was also stunned.

How strong is he?

Um……

It seems that his body has changed since the battle with Xihai Xianren.

The immortal energy that originally frightened him merged with his body after entering his body, and even continued to change the flesh and blood of his body. Now he can even be said to be truly invulnerable and invulnerable to all means.

But whether it was the same as he had guessed, he still had to find a chance to try it. After all, practice brings true knowledge.

"I don't know, but it should be very strong." Su Fan shook his head and said, "Do you have anything that can detect my blood?"

The old ghost said solemnly: "Such a thing does not exist. If you want to test it, you can only find someone to attack you, but..."

"But what?" Su Fan quickly looked at the old ghost.

"You'd better go directly to the Wushen Dao Palace. Sun Wusheng should really want to fight you. He is at the peak of the Tribulation Stage and is also a body-refining monk. He should be able to have good results." The old ghost explained in a deep voice.

road.

Are you looking for a fight in Wushen Dao Palace?

Um……

good idea!

Su Fan nodded and smiled: "Okay, after I leave Fengdu City, I will go to Wushen Dao Palace to see what their situation is like."

The old ghost didn't say anything more, but just lay down in his coffin.

"I'm afraid the next time we meet you will be in the fairy world. I hope to see you alive then." The old ghost said inexplicably.

Su Fan also smiled.

Maybe the next time we meet will really be in the fairy world. If the old ghost can drive the Heavenly Jedi to become famous in the fairy world, then he can be shameless and ask for things, right?

"Click——"

Finally, the old ghost's coffin board was gently closed, completely isolating the last look from his eyes.

Su Fan carried the old ghost's coffin, placed it in the previous grave hole, and then began to bury the earth skillfully.

In a moment, the place was rearranged, and Su Fan also dropped the shovel and looked at the cliff in the distance.

There, a coffin made of spiritual crystal lay quietly.

Su Fan sighed and turned around, bypassing the old ghost's burial place and walking along the edge of the cliff. A few crows called out from time to time in the air.

On the other side of the cliff, above the turbid yellow spring, a black jade stone road slowly extended out.

The black jade stone road spread out, setting up a simple bridge in mid-air.

Huangquan Road, Naihe Bridge.

Stepping on the black jade stone road, I felt an uncomfortable shaking sensation. The moment I landed, a terrifying aura came from under the underworld, and there was a vague aura of a catastrophic immortal.

The closer he got to Naihe Bridge, the stronger the momentum became, and Su Fan also felt a slight heaviness on his shoulders.

This Naihe Bridge is only for souls to walk on, and it is almost difficult for flesh and blood bodies to walk on it.

However, Su Fan seems to have been used to it for a long time, and now that his body has improved, no matter how terrifying the aura under the bridge is, it cannot affect him.

On the contrary, his pace is getting faster and faster.

In the blink of an eye, he had already stepped onto the Naihe Bridge. Looking around, the entire Huangquan was peaceful, and there were several wooden boats rowing on it.

"boom--"

At this moment, there was a sound from the other end of Huangquan Road, and a wave of air mixed with immortal energy swept over.

Su Fan frowned and looked at the air waves in front of him. He raised his hand and waved it gently to scatter the air waves.

what happened?

Someone is taking action with Fengdu Ghost Emperor?

The next moment, the sounds of fighting continued, countless dust and mist flew up from the distant coast, and the fairy energy began to crazily destroy everything around it.

wrong!

This breath is...Wang Ling?!

There is also the aura of Zhang Qing.

The people from Tianren Sect have indeed come to Fengdu City.

Su Fan raised his hand and hurriedly wiped it on his face, and then he ran out with a strange face.

On Huangquan Road, Wang Ling's whole body was filled with immortal energy, and with Zhang Qing's assistance, the two of them seemed to be vaguely invincible.

And his opponent was a huge figure, like a small mountain peak, holding a ninth-grade spiritual treasure-level white writing brush in his left hand. Every time he swung it, it had the potential to open the sky.
To be continued...