Du Fan's head is full of black lines, this Lingmeng God Venerable is really unreliable, he doesn't let himself lie for a while, and complains that he can't deceive people for a while, he just wants to play a play, which is completely unreasonable, but for now, this cheap sister is still very good to herself, and she is Han Qianxue's benefactor, he is occasionally teased by the other party for a few words, but he can bear it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lingmeng Shenzun smiled and said to Du Fan with a pleasant face: "The yin qi in a place like the underworld is too heavy, and it is not good for the whole person to stay for a long time, let's say, at what point in time do you want to return to the Blue Star Realm, I will let Xiao Niu Niu send you back." ”

"A day before the incident. Hearing this, Du Fan's eyes suddenly flashed, and a killing intent suddenly surged in his heart.

"You heard what my brother said, send him back, you'd better be careful, if something happens in the middle, the deity will have to eat beef steamed dumplings. Reimu Divine Venerable glanced at the Bull-headed Envoy and said threateningly.

The bull-headed messenger's face turned green, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or aggrieved, but he could only nod his head and say yes again and again.

Du Fan looked at the beautiful and familiar face, his expression was complicated, and he wanted to speak several times, and finally just said: "...... Sister Reimu, I'll go first. ”

"Let's go, my sister will come to see you when she has time. The Reimu God Venerable waved his hand, smiling smartly.

Soon after, Du Fan left with the Bull-headed Emissary.

The Reimu Divine Venerable had a deep expression on his face, sometimes with a cunning look on his face, and sometimes with a wicked smile, he didn't think about anything good at first glance.

After a while, she muttered to herself: "Ning Xin'er, Ning Xin'er, the person you care about the most in this life has become my younger brother, and he also told me in person that he wants to forget you together with the past, haha, proud as you, what will be the mood when you know this, it is really full of expectations, but now I don't have time to take care of you, you wait, when I finish the things at hand, I must see you in pain for the first time." ”

With that, the Reimu God Venerable's skirt sleeves were unfurled, and disappeared in an instant.

......

High in the sky, a ray of light galloped by, and the speed was incomparable, like lightning.

In the retreat, there were two figures wrapped in it, one was the ancestor of the heavens, and the other was naturally Du Fan, and the direction in which the two of them fled was the city of the No. 70 stronghold of the third camp where Han Qianxue's retreat was located.

At this moment, the Blue Star Boundary time, Du Fan entered the underworld a day ago.

At this moment, Du Fan's eyes in the light changed, as if he had suddenly changed someone.

His expression was full of murderous intent, and in the palm of his hand, a small cloud of yellow liquid gathered out of thin air, turbid, exuding the meaning of the netherworld, which was one of the yellow springs of the yin and evil waters, an extreme element from the underworld.

Du Fan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly became difficult, and when he shook his hand, the yellow spring in his palm turned into a water curtain, covering the Wentian Ancestor who was controlling the light with lightning speed.

Du Fan was just a Jindan stage monk, no matter how fast he moved, it would be impossible for him to successfully attack a god-transforming old monster under normal circumstances.

In fact, as soon as Du Fan had changed, Wentian Ancestor had already noticed it, but the water of the Yellow Spring seemed to contain some kind of strange magic power, which made Wentian Ancestor's movements infinitely slower, so that in the end, he could not escape the other party's sneak attack.

"Ahh

According to the meaning of the Lingmeng Divine Venerable, the corrosive nature of the Yellow Spring is extremely strong, and the true immortals dare not be easily contaminated, let alone a first-level interface god transformation stage cultivator.

Wentian Ancestor's treasure clothes disappeared in the blink of an eye, and when Du Fan looked at it, Wentian Ancestor was dissolving his body, and his body was full of pieces of yellow foam that made people's scalp tingle, accompanied by the sound of "zizilala" frying and roasting, and a rancid and disgusting smell, this situation and this scene were disgusting, but Du Fan retreated a little and looked at all this indifferently.

Wentian Ancestor has no room for struggle and resistance at all, he can only accept the erosion of the Yellow Spring in the miserable scream, the body is followed by the muscles and bones, the muscles and bones are followed by the viscera, and the viscera is followed by the Yuan Shen, the tangible and intangible things on the body of the Wentian Ancestor, including the voice, all disappeared little by little in the corrosion of the Yellow Spring, until finally there was nothing and it was clean, except for a blue Qiankun ring.

As soon as Du Fan raised his hand, the yellow spring water curtain expanded and contracted, turning into a small cloud of yellow turbid liquid again, rolling a ring, and returning to his hand again.

Du Fan incorporated the water of the Yellow Spring into his body through the palm of his hand, and did not pay too much attention to the Qiankun Ring of the Heavenly Ancestor, just glanced at it, and forcibly erased the divine thoughts in it and put it into the storage bag on his waist.

After doing this, Du Fan held up a ray of light and continued to follow the original direction, galloping towards the place of cold and snow retreat.

......

In a dim place, an old man was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly, his face was flushed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then his expression was sluggish, his breath decayed, and his vitality in his body declined rapidly.

After a long time, the old man's decline gradually eased, he trembled his palm and took out a small bottle, took out a pill from it and put it into his mouth, as the medicinal power dissolved in his body, his injuries began to recover little by little, but he could no longer climb to the heyday.

The strange thing is that this old man's body and appearance are the same as the ancestor of Wentian!

A day later, the Ancestor of Wentian dispersed the exercises, and opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes flashed, his face was blue and cold.

"Who is it, who destroyed my external incarnation!" asked the Heavenly Ancestor to speak hoarsely, his voice low and terrifying.

Immediately, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a cloud of essence blood, and with the continuous bullet of the law in his hand, in mid-air, the essence blood spread, turning into a blood-colored light curtain, and the scene of another Heavenly Ancestor before his death was being staged in it.

From Du Fan's sneak attack on the Yellow Spring to the death of the Wentian Ancestor, this process all fell into the eyes of the Wentian Ancestor in the dim place, which made him shocked, shocked, and incredible, so that he was stunned on the spot and speechless for a long time.

......

In the city of the seventieth stronghold, Du Fan stood in front of the light curtain of the magic circle, looking at the empty ground inside it, his eyes were blank.

Everything here is the same as a few years ago, it has not changed, and even before going to the underworld, the memory talisman wood that was crushed by him is still intact on the ground, except for the lack of a cold and incomparable woman in white, which makes this place look like there is always a little bit of desolation of things and people.

Du Fan stared at it, thinking a lot, but in the end, it just turned into a weak sigh.

He walked over to the memory talisman and picked it up, crushing it. (To be continued.) )