Jing Fan sighed slowly, and it wasn't until the Holy Mother of the West Spirit left that his figure descended from that space.

His face slowly softened.

At this moment, he looked up at the place where the energy figure had appeared before, but the figure had already disappeared.

The energy figure before was none other than his father Chen Yuan, who was far away in the foreign space, perhaps it was the golden light curtain he left in his mind that triggered it, so that he could contact his father.

Jing Fan thought in his heart that if it weren't for the phantom appearance of his father today, he would not be the opponent of the Holy Mother of the West Spirit at all.

After all, the Holy Mother of the West Spirit is a powerhouse at the peak of the Eight Desolations, and compared to others, she is a powerhouse that has been famous for a long time on this Ancient Spirit Continent.

However, his father seems to have already stepped into the realm of the Nine Heavens Saint.

Jing Fan's heart thought of this, and his face softened a little, but fortunately, Sima Changfeng and the others behind him were not injured.

"You ......"

Sima Changfeng walked up, stared at Jing Fan with a strange expression, halfway through his words, he just wanted to continue, but he paused suddenly, not knowing what to say.

Jing Fan was stunned, touched his nose, and said with a smile: "That's not my credit, it's just ......"

Jing Fan was just about to say it, when a loud cheer came from the crowd of onlookers outside, mixed with some excitement.

"Come on, fence me up!"

A huge sound came, and many passers-by surrounded it, but when the sound came, they all subconsciously retreated quickly and made way out.

Jing Fan was also stunned, turned his head to look, and outside the crowd, a large group of people with spears quickly rushed over.

When Jing Fan saw the clothes on their bodies clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Because, on the chests of that group of people, there is a word "spirit".

This is a unique sign of the Holy Land of Xiling, didn't Our Lady of Xiling just leave not long ago? Why, her subordinates didn't take it away, but rushed up again?

Jing Fan's heart was full of suspicion, and Sima Changfeng and the others didn't speak, just slowly stood in front of the crowd

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Facing him, the people who looked at the Xiling Holy Land with calm eyes quickly rushed towards this side.

"It's really a narrow road, I can actually meet you here, boy, your courage is really not small, you actually appeared here......"

The sound of cold drinking came, Jing Fan's brows furrowed, and his eyes looked at the crowd, a young man in gray clothes was slowly walking out, and there was a scar on the young man's face, which made his originally handsome face look quite hideous at the moment.

When he saw the young man, Jing Fan was stunned, he seemed to be a little familiar with the other party, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"What?" the gray-clothed young man was full of coldness, and said in a faint voice: "You are really a noble person, I will never forget you in this life!"

The gray-clothed young man said in a cold voice, as he spoke, one of his hands also touched the scar left on his face, and a cold essence passed in the depths of his eyes.

"Holy Son, let's stop talking so much nonsense, just catch this kid, abolish him, it's good to be the enemy of the day, and the Holy Mother is also here, if we can catch this kid and go to the Holy Mother to ask for merit, I think, it must be a great achievement!"

At this time, a person standing next to the gray-clothed young man suddenly spoke.

Hearing that, Jing Fan reacted at this time, daring to love this is the Holy Son of the Xiling Holy Land, the first generation of the Holy Son was forcibly wiped out by himself, and the second generation of the Holy Son was also beaten by himself and couldn't raise his head, but now he came to the door.

Moreover, the reason why he dared to come to the door to take revenge was entirely because of the support of Our Lady of Xiling here.

"If he knew that when the Holy Mother of Xiling just came to arrest him, he returned with a feather, I don't know what he would think in his heart!"

A faint smile flashed across Jing Fan's face, and he spoke slowly.

Sima Changfeng on the side suddenly understood, a sneer flashed across his face, and he was just about to stride forward and tell the reason for the incident, but he was stopped by Jing Fan.

Jing Fan turned his head to glance at Sima Changfeng, then turned his head, his eyes fell on the body of the Western Spirit Holy Son, paused, and then said, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Jing Fan's voice spread, and the entire Xiling Holy Land

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