"Fang Xianyun ......"

Meng Fan stared at the extraordinary man who rushed down from the high slope, and saw a strong touch of love in the other party's eyes, which was a gaze he had never seen for a long time, and his heart couldn't help but warm, and his thoughts seemed to return to Pig's Trotter Mountain in an instant, and he saw the father who practiced medicine in the township......

It's a pity that my father isn't here.

I don't know when I'll be able to go home and have a look.

I often go home to see it.

It's easy to say, but what a difficult thing to do for someone who is out on the go......

"Son, don't be afraid, father is here to pick you up!"

Just when Meng Fan was losing his mind and feeling homesick, Fang Xianyun, the palace master of the Emperor Immortal Palace, flew past Meng Fan, leaving a warm word, before Meng Fan had time to look back, a rumbling sound had already sounded not far behind him, and the violent air flow rolled backwards, and the hair of Concubine Ji Xian, who was unconscious in his arms, was fluttering.

No nonsense.

Fang Xianyun fought directly with Wen Hongcai!

The two of them had obviously transcended the immortal realm and entered the cultivation level that Meng Fan didn't know at all, and they were shaking the earth and shaking the mountains!

"Young Palace Master, we're here to pick you up!"

"Young Palace Master, you have suffered in the Linxian Palace!"

"Young Palace Master, we're going home!"

Immediately afterwards, more than a thousand powerhouses of the Emperor Immortal Palace rushed down from the high slope with Fang Xianyun, shouting excitedly, and they all cast enthusiastic eyes at Meng Fan, and they did not stop at all, they swept away from Meng Fan one after another, and fought with the Emperor Immortal Palace and others!

There were only a few dozen peerless slender women, holding snow-white long swords, tightly guarding Meng Fan.

Phoenix perched on the sycamore, these women are all from the Wutong Garden of the Emperor Immortal Palace.

They were guarding Meng Fan's side, one by one, staring at the people of the Emperor Immortal Palace, looking eager to swallow each other in one bite, it was anger from the bottom of their hearts, and it was not disguised at all.

Meng Fan rode a white deer, holding the beautiful Concubine Ji Xian, surrounded by beauties, in the bright sunshine, indescribably beautiful, Ji Feng, who fled with Meng Fan, showed unconcealable envy in his eyes, his mouth moved, and he said with envy and jealousy: "Isn't it just that she has been reincarnated and has become the son of ......the palace master!"

Ji Feng was speechless.

His sister was still lying in Meng Fan's arms at this time!

Ji Feng lowered his head, trying to make himself look less eye-catching, like a humanoid grass poking there......

Meng Fan only had time to watch the battle of the transcendent powerhouse at this time, and then he couldn't retract his gaze.

In the past, he had seen Qi Lin'er make a move, and he had seen Lan Er make a move, and both of them had already transcended the immortal realm, but they were both unilateral crushing of the enemy, and they would solve the battle when they shot, which was not pleasing to the eye at all!

And the battle between Xianyun and Wen Hongcai in front of him can be called evenly matched!

The mountain scenery is beautiful, the lake and the mountains are beautiful, and the mountain breeze is gentle.

The two vague figures kept intertwining, colliding, and then separating, and the energy ripples visible to the naked eye spread out violently, making the beautiful scenery blurred, and it was impossible to see it really!

Every collision between the two figures would spread a shocking ripple on the ground.

The water surface of Linxian Lake is bullying, and the waves keep beating against the waterfront, unable to calm down.

The women of Wutong Garden held their swords in front of their chests, protecting Meng Fan to retreat, retreat, and keep retreating...... I was afraid that Meng Fan would be injured by the aftermath of the battle.

"Transcend the Immortal Realm!" Meng Fan said to himself in his heart, "Here, I definitely have a chance to get a glimpse of this level, what is above the Immortal Realm, here will give me ...... Answer!"

The cultivation world he was in was already rarely detached, and what he saw was not an ordinary person.

Meng Fanyou couldn't help but look down at the unconscious woman in his arms, and couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, if he hadn't kidnapped Concubine Ji by luck, which made Wen Hongcai have great concerns, otherwise he wouldn't have survived in front of Wen Hongcai in a snap of his fingers.

That is an absolute superiority and suppression in the realm of cultivation!

It's not something he, an early immortal cultivator, can disobey!

Thundered!

The loud sound caused by the battle is like thunder, constantly exploding in the distance, thrilling!

The Emperor Immortal Palace came prepared this time, there were a large number of people, and each of them was a carefully selected and strong person, while the Linxian Palace was only a hundred people who chased Meng Fan at the beginning, even if they added the palace master Wen Hongcai, they were also at an absolute disadvantage.

The battlefield is very close to the Linxian Palace, and the people of the Emperor Immortal Palace also want to fight quickly, attacking fiercely and mercilessly.

Everyone in the Linxian Palace retreated again and again, and soon retreated past the river that Meng Fan had thought about but was not easy to cross, and a few people in the Linxian Palace plopped into the river, splashing a blood-red wave, and then the corpse floated up and floated down the river towards Linxian Lake!

"Those who are fighting are all marching forward!"

After a violent collision, Fang Xianyun, the palace master of the Emperor Immortal Palace, spat out the nine-character mantra of the Daomen, pinched the trick quickly with both hands, and then slapped it towards Wen Hongcai, who was able to stand firmly, and the nine huge palm shadows swept across the grass covered with dirt!

The position of the two is the same as that of Meng Fan and Ji Feng at the beginning, one is on one side of the river and the other is on the other side.

"Fang Xianyun, if you want to rebel, you can't do it!" Wen Hongcai took a deep breath, folded his palms together, pressed the nine palm shadows fiercely, and said sharply at the same time, "Your son has escaped punishment, he has already escaped, and it is difficult to escape the blame for a hundred deaths, you are unknown, are you not afraid that I will unite with other mountains to destroy your Emperor Immortal Palace?"

In the rumbling sound, Wen Hongcai smashed three palm prints, and his body retreated vigorously than a force.

When the surface of the river collapsed, it suddenly exploded, and a huge wave bloomed, revealing the riverbed!

The river is out of flow!

The remaining six palm prints continued to bombard Wen Hongcai!

Fang Xianyun looked up at the high mountain where the old sect master was, and suddenly said: "The old sect master is dead, from now on, the Emperor Immortal Palace, one mountain and one palace!"

"Fang Xianyun, you're really the opposite! you won't live long!"

Wen Hongcai's cultivation was obviously inferior, and after trying his best to collapse the three palm shadows again, he didn't dare to shake the remaining three palm prints, and in the midst of the loud shouts, his body quickly retreated.

Fang Xianyun pointed to the mountains: "Wen Hongcai, the old sect master has returned to the ruins, the death knell is ringing in the nine mountains and nine palaces, what are you doing? You are chasing and killing Fang's beloved son! Have you ever seen the palace masters of other mountains go to hang the old sect master? You really can't see this situation? Even if Fang Mou washed your blood in the Immortal Palace today, do you think someone will come to help you?"

Wen Hongcai stared at the last three shadowy palm prints, and was suddenly silent.

Fang Xianyun waved his hand and dispersed the three palm prints, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Wen Hongcai, who was slightly embarrassed, and continued: "My son's matter, I will clear up with you today, and Fang will no longer hold you responsible, Wen Hongcai, you will do it yourself in the future!"

In Lang Lang's voice, the severed river resumed flowing.

The corners of Wen Hongcai's mouth twitched, and he was extremely aggrieved in his heart, it was clearly him who suffered the loss, listening to Fang Xianyun's meaning, did he still have a loss over there?

It's okay to protect the calf, but you can't be so unreasonable!

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