Following Lu Fan's coma, the terrifying coercion in the square disappeared instantly.
Guan Yuanjia and Luo Li were finally able to straighten up.
When they found Lu Fan collapsed on the ground, they immediately showed extremely nervous expressions on their faces, and rushed towards him
In the dense forest outside Jiufeng Mountain.
A nearly transparent shadow was rapidly drifting out of the mountain.
From his faded face, it can be vaguely seen that this soul body is Master Kun.
"Damn the little peasant! This enmity must be avenged!"
He looked at Jiufeng Mountain viciously, but he kept fleeing out of the mountain.
This time he lost his money. Not only did he not get any benefits, but he also lost 90% of his soul power. At this time, his cultivation had plummeted to the high level of the yellow rank.
If it wasn't for his "Illusion Technique", he might have been killed by the opponent long ago.
In the past thousand years, this is the first time that such a heavy loss has been suffered.
And the instigator of all this is actually a farmer! A little farmer with a scumbag appearance and extremely weak strength!
He couldn't imagine, how could there be such a terrifying hole card in the hands of such ants?
Thinking of this loss, his heart was bleeding. I don't know how much time and energy it will take to restore to the original cultivation base!
Countless thousands of miles away from here.
There is a small island with a large area of ??buildings that clearly have an oriental style.
In a big house in the center.
An old woman with silver hair sat cross-legged on the main seat.
Although she has gray hair, her complexion is extremely ruddy, like a newborn baby.
However, on this rosy face, there are a pair of green pupils, which looks very strange.
At this time, her face was full of anger, and her brows were raised high.
Not long after, a young man with long hair fluttering in white came in.
This man also has a pair of green eyes.
"Grandma, are you looking for me?" the young man asked.
"Old Fourteen was killed!" The old woman's tone was cold.
"Dead?" The young man was taken aback for a moment, and then said sarcastically, "If you die, you will die! With his qualifications, living in this world is a waste of the resources of the Beiming Sect!"
"That being said, he is the great-grandson of the sect after all, and no one is qualified to kill him except the sect!" the old woman said coldly.
"What you said makes sense! What do I need to do?" the young man said lightly.
"Bring the murderer back!" the old woman said, then stretched out her right hand and waved lightly in front of her.
A majestic internal force surged out.
These internal forces condensed a mirror in front of her.
Afterwards, she tapped the mirror lightly with her finger, and waves suddenly appeared on the mirror.
After the waves disappeared, a picture appeared in the mirror.
It was a young man dressed in old-fashioned clothes but with delicate features. However, the appearance of the young man was a bit weird.
His pair of pupils were actually blue, and there was a layer of faint blue lines on the surface of his skin. These lines looked like the scales of some kind of monster, shining with a metallic luster.
This picture is the image sent back by the young master through the secret method before his death.
"It turned out to be a farmer? The old fourteen really deserved to die! He couldn't even beat a farmer? It's really embarrassing for our Beiming sect!" The young man said sarcastically.
"Old Ten, don't underestimate the enemy! This little farmer is not simple!" said the old woman.
"Isn't it simple?" The young man asked doubtfully.
"The blue light in his pupils is not simple!" The old woman said in a deep voice, "As far as I know, the only one that can emit blue light in the pupils is a monster from ancient times?"
"What monster?" The young man asked curiously.
"It's an ancient strange beast. It became extinct tens of thousands of years ago." The old woman continued with a puzzled face, "I really don't understand how the blue light in the pupils of this little farmer came about. ?¡±
"It's not easy. When the grandson catches him and cuts his body open, it will be clear!" The young man said indifferently.
"It's the best! If there are difficulties on the wayThe boss of the Jiangzhou territory.
The ancient martial arts sect, family forces, and underground gangster forces in Jiangzhou are all in the hands of these people.
At this moment, their faces were full of worry.
They were all thinking about the boy in the back of the courtyard.
On the outskirts of the small courtyard, many ancient warriors and many disciples of the Qingyu Sect gathered.
They are also waiting for news from the courtyard.
Everyone knows it in their hearts.
Previously, if the young man hadn't played a powerful hole card at the most critical moment, then all of them would have died without a place to bury them.
In the small courtyard.
"Guan Zhangjiao, with the help of Lingquan, Brother Lu Fan will definitely recover, right?" Luo Li asked nervously.
At the same time, the others looked at him expectantly.
Guan Yuanjia is the most powerful among them, so his knowledge and eyesight are also the best.
"Hey! The injury suffered by little friend Lu Fan this time is no small matter!" Guan Yuanjia sighed, and he expressed his opinion without concealment, "Before, in order to deal with Old Devil Kun, he forcibly used Some kind of secret technique that can improve strength, the sequelae of this kind of secret technique are very terrifying.
In addition, in the process, he lost a lot of essence and blood, which has seriously injured his foundation, which is tantamount to worsening his injury. "
"Father, why are you talking about bad news? This is even more worrying!" Xiao Lan frowned and said.
The mood of other people also fell down.
"Isn't there some pills on Lu Fan's body? Maybe these pills can cure him?" Zixuan thought for a while and said. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com