"Go up the mountain and split up!"

"Don't let other mountains take advantage!"

Wen Hongcai kicked off a head at his feet and swept towards True Dragon Mountain!

The crowd in the Immortal Palace had blazing eyes, which was the gaze of a robber.

Later, there were rumors that a group of people with mysterious identities killed the true dragon ancestor who presided over the sacrifice and snatched two Chongming birds when they sent spirits to the old sect master, and the elders of the Chongming Sect were ambushed in a dense forest when they were chasing those villains, and they all died in poison gas.

And the Nine Mountains and Nine Palaces, in the name of protecting the True Dragon Mountain, occupied the True Dragon Mountain.

In fact, it carved up all the resources of Zhenlong Mountain.

This rumor is false and true, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

And the truth was no longer to be found in that heavy rain.

But a person familiar with the matter said that the beginning of that disaster was just a person who wanted to regain the bird.

The Nine Mountains and Nine Palaces of Chongming Sect have been completely independent since then.

The heavy rain stopped, and the ray of sunshine shone on the father and son, making people dizzy.

Meng Fan put Fang Xianyun's arm on his shoulder, while healing him, while walking slowly, more than a dozen women in Wutong Yuan pulled two unconscious Chongming birds, their expressions were unprecedentedly relaxed.

Everyone's eyes were only glimpsed at those beautiful women, and they couldn't take their eyes off the father and son.

"Palace Master Fang, it's been a hard work!" The Palace Master of the Heavenly Dome Palace bowed to Fang Xianyun.

"Palace Master Fang, hard work!" The Palace Master of Kaiyang Palace bowed to Fang Xianyun.

"Palace Master Fang, it's been a hard work!" the Palace Master of Yuheng Palace bowed to Fang Xianyun.

Everyone present bent down towards Fang Xianyun.

Under Meng Fan's treatment, Fang Xianyun's complexion improved a lot, he still straightened his waist, put on a master's demeanor, returned the salute to everyone one by one, and gradually drifted away.

Fang Xianyun's gaze fell on Meng Fan's face several times, wanting to see if his son was proud of him, and then showed a mellow and loving expression on his face.

Meng Fan also understood what was going on.

Fang Xianyun is really not stupid, he found a lot of strong foreign aid, and finally succeeded, in Fang Xianyun's own words, he has lived for decades, and his popularity is good!

"Wen Hongcai has already done it, and now it's time to leave for the mountain. ”

The palace master of the Heavenly Dome Palace looked at the direction of the dense forest, saw that the green poisonous mist was covered with the sky above the dense forest, waved his hand at his own people, and spread his body and swept towards the True Dragon Mountain.

"Up the hill!"

"Split!"

The other palace masters also led the crowd to rush to the True Dragon Mountain.

And Fang Xianyun, the palace master of the Emperor Immortal Palace, only asked for two Chongming birds for his son, and gave up a larger wealth, but this is not his bargaining chip, he has less points, and other mountains have more points, otherwise those palace masters who are scheming will not help him so happily?

Seeing that everyone had run away, and only his own people were left, Fang Xianyun's masterful demeanor was gone, and with a miserable appearance, he waved his hand at Meng Fan and sat cross-legged on the ground.

More than a dozen women in Wutong Garden suddenly jumped in shock!

Because they sensed that Fang Xianyun's aura was rapidly depleting, it looked like he was about to die!

Meng Fan squatted beside Fang Xianyun on his knees, his face solemn.

Cai Qianjin paced anxiously beside him.

Ji Feng looked at Zhenlong Mountain, watching the black dots rushing up the mountain, stunned......

"Son!" Fang Xianyun grabbed Meng Fan's wrist tightly, his eyes were gloomy, and then he said weakly, "Dad this time in order to slaughter that True Dragon Ancestor, his cultivation has become strong and has entered the Daguan level, and his body has borne a huge burden, and he is even more seriously injured......

As he spoke, Fang Xianyun smiled and continued: "However, after all, I still slaughtered the damn True Dragon Ancestor and avenged the sword revenge a few days ago, and what is even more gratifying is that I also got you the Chongming Bird, and both of them are in hand, are you happy?"

Meng Fan, who couldn't be happy, nodded.

The smile on Fang Xianyun's face was even brighter, but it seemed to be back to the light.

Fang Xianyun suddenly said sadly: "Dad doesn't have much time now, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the Emperor Immortal Palace, before Dad dies, can you agree to Daddy's request?"

Fang Xianyun's eyes were red: "Son, can you call me Dad?"

Meng Fan's heart trembled when he heard this, and he froze.

More than a dozen women in Wutong Garden all looked at Meng Fan with anticipation, and the orange even held her little hand in front of her chest, and whispered: "Young Palace Master, scream, scream!"

Meng Fan suddenly laughed, if he hadn't seen a subtle evil smile at the corner of Fang Xianyun's mouth, he would have almost believed it, besides, if Fang Xianyun was really dying, his last words would definitely not be just this, he would definitely ask him to guard the ice coffin, and even save the immortal queen.

"Home!"

Meng Fan picked up Fang Xianyun, who was old and disrespectful, and walked towards the direction of the Emperor Immortal Palace.

On this day, Fang Xianyun, who broke his heart for his son, slept soundly in his son's arms, like a newborn cherry.

On this day, there were two more Chongming birds in the Emperor Immortal Palace.

On the top of the highest mountain in the Emperor Immortal Palace, there is a small courtyard with a vegetable garden in it.

Meng Fan hugged Fang Xianyun, walked into the small courtyard, put Fang Xianyun in front of the ice coffin of the fairy queen, and then glanced at Fang Xianyun's scarred body, and first pulled out a crossbow arrow.

Fang Xianyun woke up in a deep sleep, grinning in pain, and shouted, "Son, tap, tap." ”

Meng Fan looked at the crossbow arrow and said with a smile: "Why don't you cry out in pain when you fight?"

Fang Xianyun muttered: "At that time, I didn't care about the pain, I patronized the birds." ”

Meng Fan pursed his lips, his heart soft.

The light of the tip of the crossbow arrow is dazzling, and it makes people's souls tingle.

Fang Xianyun explained: "This is a crossbow arrow with the characteristics of the Chongming Sect, and the crossbow holder only needs to be immortalized and perfect, and it is possible to use this crossbow arrow to kill the powerhouse of the Guanxiang Realm, but it is only possible." ”

Fang Xianyun boasted: "Dad is the third-level realm of the Guanxiang Realm, and this crossbow arrow can only scratch Daddy, and it can't hurt at all, haha!

Meng Fan pulled out six crossbow arrows from Fang Xianyun's body and collected them into the Qiankun space.

He is in the early stage of immortality, and he doesn't expect to be able to exert all the power of crossbow arrows, only a part of them can be exerted, so it will definitely be no problem to kill the powerhouses of the fifth and sixth realms of immortality.

I just hope this crossbow bolt ...... It still works when you leave here!

Meng Fan finally pulled out the long sword that pierced Fang Xianyun's shoulder!

The sword was unpretentious and looked ordinary.

In fact, when the strong reach a certain level, their dependence on weapons or magic weapons is greatly reduced, and a branch or a leaf can be a killing weapon in their hands.

After pulling out the sword, the room was cold and murderous.

Meng Fan immediately put the sword into the space.

Although the sword is ordinary, it contains a kind of "meaning", transcendent meaning, and it will be of great use!

Fang Xianyun's whole body was bleeding like a lot, and it looked like he couldn't do it again.

This is also the reason why Meng Fan didn't help Fang Xianyun draw his sword under the True Dragon Mountain.

Meng Fan stuffed a handful of pills into Fang Xianyun's mouth, pressed his hands on Fang Xianyun's body, and injected a large amount of wood attribute true qi, Fang Xianyun opened his mouth to say something, but he fell asleep again.

Meng Fan looked at Fang Xianyun's haggard face and muttered, "Fang Xianyun, you may have understood, I'm not him......"

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