In Yang Ji's field of vision, the fairyland-like picture in the Tianlan Hall disappeared, and a string of back burns in front of him, and the blood all over his body tumbled, almost bursting apart.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the life green species in the body exerted its tenacious vitality, so that the churning blood stabilized, and the sanity gradually returned to normal.

The darkness in the field of vision was shattered, and the scenery in front of him was infinitely beautiful, which made Yang Fan cherish this life even more.

It's just that at this moment, he was still a little dizzy, and his heart dissolved into a trace of green life stream, shrugging over the damaged soul.

Huxian

After a long time, Yang Fan let out a long breath, but his face still looked so pale.

It turned out that at that moment just now, he almost experienced life and death and walked away from the ghost gate.

Looking not far away, those two or three Jindan high-level people who were close to the water of the Seven Spirit Qiong Jelly Lake. One by one, they bled and lay quietly on the ground.

The dragon roar emitted from the mysterious Seven Spirit Lake directly shocked these Jindan high-level to death.

Yang Fan discovered. These people all died with their souls scattered, and it can be seen that the dragon chant just now contained a terrifying spiritual attack.

When those Jindan high-level people approached the lake, Yang Fan felt a sign in his heart, sensing a deadly threat, and instead of approaching, he retreated.

Therefore, he was only stunned by the shock, and his six senses disappeared in an instant, almost wandering between life and death.

The roar of the dragon emitted from the Seven Spirit Lake shook for hundreds of miles, making countless creatures in the outer hall, including foreign monks and demon cultivators, tremble.

"Long Yin, could it be that there is a dragon in the outer hall of Tianlan?"

Many monks flew in the direction of the dragon's groan.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and stepped back dozens of feet, and his small figure staggered a little.

Bearing the dragon's groan just now, his soul was stunned for a moment, and he was also traumatized to a certain extent.

The trauma at the soul level is extremely difficult to recover, even if Yang Fan's recovery power is terrifying, it is difficult to recover in this regard.

He retreated to a rockery, leaned against it, and breathed cross-legged.

The soul attack from Long Yin was so terrifying that even now, there was still a trace of "buzzing" in his mind.

Yang Fan took out a few high-grade "Huishen Pills" from the storage bag and took them for himself.

The function of the Hui Shen Pill is to restore the mind and repair the wounds of the soul. The Huishen Pill, which can generally reach the top grade, is extremely rare in the immortal cultivation world, and only a few high-level monks have it.

With the help of the Huishen Pill, Yang Fan's soul recovery speed was accelerated by a few points.

"It looks like it will take half a day for my mind to recover. ”

Yang Fan estimated that he touched it and began to meditate with confidence.

After about a while, human monks and demon cultivators rushed over one after another.

Yang Fan had already taken precautions and used the magic power of "Turning the Void into Nothing". Merge yourself with the rockery behind you.

If a monk's divine sense swept over Yang Fan at this moment, he would find that this was only a part of the rockery.

Yang Fan is confident that his illusory heaven has turned into a void and supernatural power, and it is difficult to find clues if the Yuanying powerhouse does not check carefully. It is even more impossible for the Jindan powerhouse to discover his existence.

While recuperating his mind, Yang Fan was also observing these elite powerhouses who were close to Qiling Lake.

Perhaps it was the dragon chant from before, and the few corpses lying near the lake, these monks did not dare to approach easily.

"How did these people die? Could it be related to the dragon chanting?"

The nearby monk began to speculate.

"It's strange, except for the colorful spirit bead in this lake, there is no trace of the dragon clan. ”

It was the peacock demon who spoke, she blinked her innocent eyes, staring at the colorful spirit beads in the lake, and she was a little distracted.

"She's here too"

When Yang Fan saw that it was a peacock demon, his face changed slightly.

In addition, there are also strong people such as Du Ban, white-haired old man, Zixuan, and Zimeng.

As time passed, Yang Fan also saw the figures of some monks that he had never seen in front of the bronze gate.

Even, he saw the traces of the rest of the Jindan Great Cultivators and Great Demon Cultivators.

There are four entrances to the outer layer of Tianlan Palace, and some of the strong Yang Fan didn't see it, which is also very normal.

At a certain moment, Yang Fan had another familiar shadow in his field of vision.

Two Confucian monks are walking this way, one of them is a Confucian male cultivator, about thirty years old, wearing a blue robe, with an excellent temperament Xiao Yang Fan feels very familiar, he has seen it on Tianru Island, it seems to be called Lan Yu.

Another Confucian nun with a pleasant temperament, dressed in a snow-white Confucian skirt, is picturesque, with beautiful eyebrows like poetry, and a delicate face like a plum in early winter, with a touch of melancholy.

What remains unchanged is the solitary self-appreciation that is not stained by the mud. What has changed is the eyes, revealing a trace of indifference and coldness looking down on the world.

"She's here too

Yang Fan's heart trembled.

in view. The figure of a man and a woman walking side by side. A little closer.

Deng Shuyao's elegant and refined fairy shadow approached little by little.

In those beautiful eyes like poetry, there is no longer the tenderness and poetry of the past, but instead there is a touch of indifference to look at the world.

Looking at these eyes, Yang Fan felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, this feeling came from the heart, just like touching feelings. Beyond common sense.

"That junior sister. The three of us entered the outer hall together, Senior Brother Huang was unfortunately killed before, and now there is "Seven Spirit Elixir, born, how should we choose." The blue-robed young man asked with a worried expression.

"Now that she has entered the Tianlan Palace, Shi Yao has already given up her life and forgotten to die. Deng Shiyao's voice was flat, ancient and modern. On the body, Han Zhuoran was in tune. It seems that the true mortal scripture is unwilling...

Deng Shiyao and the blue-robed young man actually walked to the area where Yang Fan was hiding the rockery.

The two turned their backs to Yang Fan, chatting while watching the situation not far away.

Yang Fan sat cross-legged, right in front of Deng Shiyao's back. The graceful curve full of temptation, even if it is a back, is so reverie.

Yang Fan sniffed the familiar fragrance of the woman, his heart moved slightly, sighed gloomily, and silently repaired the wounds in his heart.

Maybe it was because she felt something, that Shi Yao suddenly turned sideways to the immortal body, her eyes swept the rockery behind her, revealing a little confusion, obviously she didn't find any clues.

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and the moment Deng Shiyao turned around and looked back, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Although it is certain that the other party cannot perceive himself. But Yang Fan was still a little worried about being discovered.

In vain, a dragon's groan came from the direction of the Seven Spirit Lake. ”

The screams came, and the two fourth-level demon cultivators fell and died in unison.

It turned out that the two were close to Qilu Lake. He actually wanted to ingest the elixir in the lake with secret techniques and special magic weapons, but was shocked by the dragon's roar. Immediate death.

The rest of the monks who were closer to the Seven Spirit Lake were injured one after another, and they were stunned in an instant, and some even passed out directly.

"Oh no!"

The terrifying dragon groan made the blue-robed young man look terrified, and his body staggered and fell to the ground.

Deng Shiyao's immortal body retreated again and again, and actually bumped into Yang Fan, and the whole soft and delicate body fell on Yang Fan and the rockery.

Yang Fan's heart fluttered, and in order not to be recognized, he had to let Deng Shiyao lean on his shoulder and head.

In fact, the technique of turning the void into a void can conceal the six senses, even if Deng Shiyao leans on Yang Fan. I thought it was leaning on a rockery.

It's just that she resolutely has a weird feeling.

"The material of this rockery is a bit strange. ”

She stretched out her jade hand and just touched Yang Fan's face. Then it was withdrawn again.

At this moment, a dragon groaned and shocked the audience.

All the strong monks had a fear of the Seven Spirit Lake, and even the great monks did not dare to shake its edge.

In the following hour, several monks and demon cultivators successively ingested the elixir by other means.

A monk sent a spirit beast to pick up the cyan gourd containing the elixir before, but as soon as the spirit beast touched the gourd, it was shocked to death by the dragon's groan.

There are also gifted demon cultivators who perform thaumaturgy. Ingesting the Portuguese reed in the air with spiritual power, as a result, as soon as the dragon's groan sounded, the demon cultivator vomited blood even if he was far away, and was seriously injured and almost died.

Of course, there are also monks who send lifeless puppet trap beasts to steal the lake water or pick up the gourd, but as soon as the dragon groans, the owner who is connected to the spirit of the puppet trap beast immediately vomits blood and is hit hard, and even that trace of spiritual refining disappears. Let the Puppet Trap Beast become ownerless.

Everyone has tried all the methods they can think of, but none of them have failed.

Every time the dragon's groan sounds, at least one high-level will be killed or severely injured.

Yang Fan's eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw that the last Jindan high-level puppet failed to pick up the gourd.

Suddenly, he had a plan.

Yang Fan had an idea to pick up the grape reed containing the Seven Spirit Agar Jelly.

It's just that now that there are so many strong people present, once he succeeds, I'm afraid he will become the focus of attention.

Soon, however, he had another plan.

"Since I can't do it myself, what about my doppelganger?" Yang Fan smiled.

He cultivated the "Outer Incarnation" supernatural power in the Heavenly Paradise. Its purpose is to increase its strength and survival capital.

Of course, this method is risky, and Yang Fan will not let the clone approach Qiling Lake and risk his life.

After waiting for another hour or two, most of the monks became disheartened and abandoned the Seven Spirits Lake to look elsewhere for opportunities.

Deng Shiyao and the blue-robed youth also left the rockery, and they also gave up Qiling Lake.

Seeing Deng Shiyao leaving, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled faintly: "It's time for you to play!"

Whew!

A grim man in a black robe with a thousand-year-old face like ice. appeared next to Yang Fan...... Breaking the swamp... ８。 A different experience of soaking in books!

Yang Fan was hidden, but Shi Qianhan was not.

His demonic aura gradually rose, his eyes were like an abyss, and the terrifying aura he exuded was enough to make the Jindan Great Monk jealous.

Shi Qianhan slowly walked in the direction of Qiling Lake, and his movements attracted the attention of some monks.

Of course, Yang Fan wouldn't let Shi Qianhan get too close, at least not in the range of being stunned by Long Yin.

Finally, Shi Qianhan stopped, and many demon cultivators and monks on the field looked at him.

Shi Qianhan's eyes were cold, and he glanced at these demon cultivators and human powerhouses.

Anyone who was swept by his gaze trembled.

"This person is so terrifying, where did he emerge from the Demon Dao powerhouse?"

The monks on the field secretly communicated.

"This person's cultivation method is a bit like the legendary one" The ban stared at Shi Qianhan, and a hint of alienation flashed in his eyes.

And at the moment. As soon as Shi Qianhan raised his hand, a silver-armored puppet appeared in front of him.

This gram was a puppet whose strength was comparable to that of Jindan's high-level, and the eyes of all the monks on the field lit up.

Under Shi Qianhan's control, the silver armor was ashamed, and approached the gourd on the edge of the Qiling Lake little by little, "Zheng Wangrui is clear about the accumulation of things, please make the two branches of the fence Canli chapter."