Seeing Meng Fan's soul being withdrawn, Grand Master Zimu's face softened slightly, this chase made him quite angry, he didn't expect a cultivator of the fourth level of condensation to ...... him Pit to such misery!

Half of his ears were bitten off! It was a humiliation for him!

"The old man will definitely let your soul have a good time!"

Archmage Zimu spoke in a solemn tone, and reached out to grab Meng Fan's soul. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The soul was out of the body, fluttering and flickering, seeing the big hand of the Grand Master of Zimu grabbing it, Meng Fan subconsciously wanted to escape, but his soul body was like a rootless duckweed, moving slowly, and he was caught when he saw it.

"Goo!"

"Goo!"

At this moment, a surprising scene happened, a burst of rooster crows came, and then a white light suddenly appeared, blasting towards the Archmage of Zimu!

"What's that?"

Seeing that something was coming, Archmage Zimu gave up capturing Meng Fan's soul and dodged sideways, the white light swept in front of him, and several white feathers fell down and fell to the ground.

"Goo!"

Under the shocked gaze of Archmage Zimu, a white chicken fell to the ground and ran away in panic.

At the same time, a figure floated in, stood next to Meng Fan's soul body, stretched out his hand, and said, "Go back!" Meng Fan's soul returned to his body.

"Hoo ......"

After the soul body returned to the body, Meng Fan exhaled a long breath, glanced at the visitor, and the corners of his mouth curved: "Thank you senior!"

The person who came was the white-robed old man who sat and discussed with the old man Wu in the scripture hall!

Meng Fan looked around and found that there was a flock of chickens not far away, more than a dozen.

Seeing Meng Fan's expression was slightly surprised, the white-robed old Taoist grinned: "Little friend, the poor Dao also has to thank you, this chicken's body really contains the Heavenly Dao, the mystery is endless, and it really benefits a lot from the realm of the Poor Dao!"

"Senior is polite!" Meng Fan smiled, the unexpected appearance of the white-robed old Dao made him feel relieved, he could use a chicken to scare the Grand Master Zimu not dare to make a move, this white-robed old Dao's cultivation should not be under the Grand Master Zimu. Taking advantage of this, Meng Fan hurriedly manipulated the Ghost Slash Scar to accelerate the absorption of toxins in his body.

Huyang Mountain stood quietly, there were three people standing in the wilderness, and more than a dozen chickens were slowly pacing nearby, and the scene looked a little strange.

"Your Excellency hurt my little friend, and today I have to give an explanation to Poor Dao. The white-robed Daoist glanced at the Archmage Zimu, not angry but mighty.

"My man was killed by this man, and today I am for—" Archmage Zimu glanced at the chickens, his face unnatural.

"I don't care. The white-robed Daoist interrupted the words of Grand Master Zimu, "Jiuju Sect is an Oriental evil sect, and it has been expelled by my native Dao Sect a long time ago, and it is not a good thing to reappear in this land today, even if the little friend of the poor Dao does not kill your disciple, the poor Dao will be killed when he sees it." ”

"Seniors know about the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect?" Meng Fan heard this, glanced at the white-robed Daoist, and listened to what he meant, this Jiuju Sect should have a local Dao Sect that has had a holiday.

"The Taoist end of the East is just worth mentioning. The white-robed Daoist said in an indifferent tone, and then looked at the Grand Master Zimu, and a fluctuation of cultivation appeared on his body, "Let the poor Dao clean up the filth for the Dao Gate today!"

Seeing that the white-robed Daoist was about to make a move, Grand Master Zimu's expression changed, he took a step back, and offered a nine-petal chrysanthemum to block in front of him: "You're not afraid of the revenge of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect?"

The white-robed Taoist didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, and then waved his big sleeves and stretched out his palm to slap the nine-petal chrysanthemum, ignoring the floating pollen.

"Go!"

Archmage Zimu let out a deep sigh, and the nine-petal chrysanthemum quickly spun up, facing the white-robed Taoist, only to hear a bang, the nine-petal chrysanthemum suddenly collapsed, and the palm of the white-robed Taoist passed through the nine-petal chrysanthemum, without the slightest pause, and slapped towards the chest of the archmage Zimu!

And those floating pollen, after encountering the white-robed Taoist, couldn't get close, as if they were blocked by a transparent wall!

Archmage Zimu's face changed greatly, and he exerted all his strength, and swung a palm to meet it, the two palms collided, and the air flow centered on the two of them, rolling out in all directions, and the sand and dust on the ground were lifted up, and drifted into the distance with the air current...... The strange thing is that Meng Fan and the chickens on the ground are not affected by the air current, and they are still in good shape.

"Your realm ......" Archmage Zimu took five or six steps back, and after standing still, he spat out blood, and the true qi in his body was agitated, extremely painful, and he lost his voice, "You are...... Dixuan Realm!"

"Dixuan ......" Meng Fan's eyes narrowed, knowing that the Dixuan realm was a realm above the condensing spirit, but he was not overly shocked, he had even seen the old immortals who had transcended the immortal realm, and Dixuan was not so mysterious.

"Thanks to my little friend. The white-robed Taoist turned his head and grinned at Meng Fan, "I just broke through." ”

Archmage Zimu's face was cloudy, and he glanced at Meng Fan with great meaning, he didn't expect that Meng Fan could actually make people break through the realm of the earth, listening to the conversation between the two of them just now, it turned out to be a chicken breakthrough, this is really a bit sensational, presumably Meng Fan has a lot of secrets, and he regrets that he didn't make a quick decision just now, and he grabbed Meng Fan and asked what happened.

"Dare to ask the name of the Taoist, Grand Master Zimu will definitely ask the Taoist for advice in the future. "Being suppressed by the other party's realm, Grand Master Zimu didn't dare to fight anymore, and he had the idea of retreating.

"Rooster man. The white-robed old man smiled brightly, and when he reported this name, his face showed a proud look.

"Rooster Man...... The Rooster ......" Archmage Zimu silently recited this strange name, and quickly stepped back, disappearing after a moment.

"Senior, why don't you leave the other party behind?" Seeing Archmage Zimu fleeing, Meng Fan pursed his lips.

"The poor path has just broken through, and the realm has not yet been stabilized, so it is not beneficial to cultivate by moving your hands...... "The white-robed old Taoist smiled, "It also just leaves you with a motivation to cultivate, someone wants to kill you in a vein, presumably your cultivation speed is much faster." ”

"It's fine. Meng Fan smiled miserably, like this, it was equivalent to a knife hanging over his head, and he couldn't do it if he didn't cultivate.

"That person is only the tenth level of the Great Perfection of Condensation, it's no problem for you to try to deal with him. The white-robed old Taoist said, stretched out his hand and patted Meng Fan's body, and a huge and vast true qi suddenly entered his body, driving the toxin away from the meridians.

Meng Fan only felt that his throat was hot, the bitter taste hit, and a mouthful of blood mixed with toxins was about to spurt out, but he swallowed it raw......

"Oh?" Seeing that Meng Fan did not spit out the poisonous blood out of his body, the white-robed old man was stunned, "Little friend, why is this?" (To be continued.) )